Faced with Ma Xiaohan's challenge, Ling Miaojun did not retreat at all: "There is inevitably a mistake in the competition, so let's compare medical skills first!"

"hehe."

Ma Xiaohan's eyes flashed with a long-awaited desire to fight: "Okay, then I will use medical skills to defeat your eldest son first, and then use the art of true martial arts to completely defeat you!"

"This bastard dares to joke with our eldest son Ling Miaojun like this!"

The guests on the court were in an uproar. This was the headquarters of Tianji Sect, which was Ling Miaojun's home court!

"Rareless, this Ma Xiaohan is really too presumptuous!

The core management teams who supported Ling Miaojun couldn't help but curse: "Elder Ma Yunhong, this is how you manage your tribe?"

Ma Yunhong smiled, "Isn't it good for young disciples to be arrogant? And aren't the challenges and stages between disciples also advocated by our Tianji Sect?"

He looked at Ling Miaojun and said coldly: "Is it possible that because Ling Miaojun is the eldest son, can't others challenge him? Is it because Ma Xiaohan's reputation is unknown and his status is not high, so he cannot have the qualifications to challenge the strong? This will not underestimate us retainers too much? If this is the case, my Ma family will really not accept it."

As soon as the words fell, Ma Yunhong's followers shouted to express dissatisfaction, and the atmosphere on the field instantly confronted.

Fat Venerable and Thin Venerable looked stiff and waved their hands: "Everyone is a little restless, don't hurt the harmony for a competition!"

He looked at Ma Xiaohan and Ling Miaojun: "Since both sides are willing to compete now, we should hand over the stage to them and let them solve the problem by themselves!"

As soon as these words were said, the core managers were even more upset: "Even you are helping Ma Yunhong speak, aren't you?"

Bai Youqian shook his head: "No, the two venerables are helping the eldest son of Ling Miaojun! Now, only the eldest son of Ling Miaojun will solve this change in the Tianji Sect by himself. Anyone of our older generation who helped Ling Miaojun will become an unspoken rule and are considered to be unfair."

The core managers couldn't help but clenched their fists: "This bastard Ma Yunhong has plotted us all in!"

Over there, Ma Xiaohan has already approached step by step: "Ling Miaojun, you fight with me, but you still won't fight!"

Ling Miaojun smiled in the wind: "Of course it's a fight. Would I, Ling Miaojun, be afraid of you!"

Ma Xiaohan said contemptuously: "Okay! Compare medical skills first! This is your home court, I will ask you to make any questions! Compare medical theories, acupuncture techniques, and techniques, all are OK! For the referee, let Fat Venerable and Thin Venerable do it, so that it will be fair to everyone!"

Ling Miaojun smiled: "Since this is the case, the two venerables will give the question, so that others will not say I will take advantage of you."

Fat Venerable stood up: "Okay! Ma Xiaohan challenges the position of Young Master Ling Miaojun. The first medical skills competition will be given to us!"

The thin Venerable said: "The day before yesterday, two disciples from our Tianji Sect had caught a very rare poison in the Tianji Mountains. Although it was quite painful, it was not in danger of life!"

"We treated them after the ceremony. Let them come now as the subject of the competition!"

Soon, the two disciples were pushed out, and they saw that they were covered with blood blisters and purple blue, their tendons and veins were swelling, and they could tell at a glance that they had been hit by a very serious mysterious toxin.

"this……"

After seeing their illness, Ling Miaojun frowned involuntarily. Although Ma Xiaohan did not speak, his expression was very disdainful.
Chapter completed!