Immediately, Zhuo Qingyu brought Zhuo Yuan and his family of three to the company.

Knocking at the door, Zhuo Qingyu entered the room and said to Chen Fei: "Teacher, the person is here."

Immediately, Zhuo Yuan and the other two walked into the room and looked at Chen Fei.

Zhuo Qingyu quickly introduced Chen Fei, "Teacher, this is my cousin Zhuo Yuan. This is Zhuo Yuan's parents, my third uncle and third aunt."

Immediately, Zhuo Qingyu introduced Chen Fei to Zhuo Yuan’s family of three, “Uncle, third aunt, Zhuo Yuan, this is my master Chen Fei.”

At this moment, the three of them looked at Chen Fei, and the expression on their faces was obviously strange, with surprise and suspicion. For a moment, they were stunned and did not speak at all.

Finally, Uncle San squeezed out a smile and took the initiative to speak: "Hello, Mr. Chen. Thank you for your hard work this time."

Chen Fei nodded and said, "It's nothing. You are Qingyu's relatives. She is my apprentice. I should help you with this."

Uncle San was still greeting Chen Fei.

However, Aunt San and Zhuo Yuan muttered in a low voice at this moment.

"This guy is Sister Qingyu's master? I don't look like him no matter how hard I look at him!"

"How old is he? He is definitely less than thirty years old. What kind of ability can such a young man have?"

"Mom, tell me, did Sister Qingyu lied to us?"

………

Although the two of them had a bad voice, Chen Fei still heard it and couldn't help but look up at them. However, the other party was Zhuo Qingyu's relative after all. Chen Fei gave them some face and did not point it out, and said, "Zhuo Yuan, right? Tell me what you think. What do you want me to give me?"

Zhuo Yuan curled his lips, looked down on Chen Fei a little and did not move.

Uncle San glared at him, and then he stood up, came to Chen Fei, and said, "Mr. Chen, my goal is to learn martial arts and join the martial arts sect."

"Go to the sect! How much do you know about the sect and martial arts?" Chen Fei asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yuan suddenly felt a little excited and said, "I know martial arts very well. Last month, a classmate in my county was attracted by a local Xuan-level sect and accepted it as a disciple. The whole family became successful."

"That guy is as thin as a bamboo pole, and he can fall down with the wind. And I have practiced Taekwondo for two years in the School of Physical Education, and in our school, I am one of the best people."

"My strength is definitely much better than my classmate. He has been selected by the Xuan-level sect. I think it is natural to be selected by the Earth-level sect with my strength and qualifications. Even the Heaven-level sect is possible."

“That’s my goal.”

After Zhuo Yuan finished speaking, he looked extremely confident.

After hearing this, Chen Fei couldn't help but look at Zhuo Qingyu, with a speechless expression on his face.

This guy has no idea about martial arts at all, but he is so arrogant and arrogant. He said he wants to join the heavenly sect, at least the earthly sect.

You know, even the big families of Xiang family and Qin family in Donghai City can climb to a land-level sect like Feilong Sect, which is considered a great thing. As a result, this guy is completely ungrateful, which is ridiculous.

Of course, Chen Fei naturally would not say these words, but paused, looked at Zhuo Yuan, and said, "You said you have practiced Taekwondo for two years, what level is now?"

"I entered the quarterfinals of the Taekwondo competition in our city." Zhuo Yuan was proud of his life and then put on a stance, "Let's do this, I can't explain it clearly. I'll demonstrate it to you, and you should understand."

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Fei to agree, Zhuo Yuan started practicing.

Speaking of which, Zhuo Yuan has been studying Taekwondo for two years, and his various routines are still very good. In the eyes of outsiders, it is also very good.

But in Chen Fei's opinion, Zhuo Yuan's strength is not enough. He has not even reached the level of the middle stage of the yellow level, at most he is the early stage of the yellow level.

Even if the focus of the disciple is on qualifications, strength can only be regarded as a reference. However, Zhuo Yuan's qualifications are very mediocre, which is the level of an ordinary person. Even if he practices martial arts, the yellow-level level is his limit in the later stage.

Compared with Zhuo Qingmu spirit body, which is rare, his qualifications are really not enough.

After Zhuo Yuan finished playing the trick, he looked at Chen Fei with a proud look and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, how about it? At my level, can I join the earth-level sect or even the heaven-level sect?"

Uncle San and Aunt San were all looking extremely expectant at this moment.

Chen Fei really wanted to say it directly that he could not do it and let this guy give up martial arts. But considering the other party's face, Chen Fei still organized some language and said, "Zhuo Yuan, I've seen your Taekwondo. Among ordinary people, it's pretty good."

"But, the requirements of warriors are different from those of ordinary people. If you want to enter martial arts, you must be more diligent."

This is tactful, but the meaning is actually very obvious, that is, Zhuo Yuan is not talented enough.

However, at this moment, Zhuo Yuan's family of three opposite each other suddenly looked dark after hearing this, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

Zhuo Yuan said with a cold face: "Mr. Chen, what do you mean is that I don't have enough talent?"

Chen Fei nodded slightly and said, "It seems that there is still some lack in the moment."

"How could that be, the classmate in my county is obviously much worse than mine, so he can do it. Why can't I do it? Did you read it wrong, Mr. Chen?" Zhuo Yuan said.

Zhuo Qingyu suddenly felt a sharp expression when she heard this, and she hurriedly shouted: "Zhuo Yuan, don't talk nonsense."

Zhuo Yuan's words are already questioning Chen Fei, and Chen Fei is a martial arts master. A master cannot be humiliated. If you encounter a master with a bad temper, it is possible to directly kill Zhuo Yuan.

But Zhuo Yuan and his family obviously didn't understand this, but instead became dissatisfied with Zhuo Yuan's reaction.

"Qingyu, Yuan'er is just talking. Why are you so excited?"

"Besides, my family Yuan'er's words may be true. If your master really read it wrong, he-"

"Uncle San, Aunt San. Stop talking." Zhuo Qingyu's tone increased and he started to sing.

Now, the other party seemed a little angry.

Aunt San said directly: "Whisper, we are your elders, how dare you yell at us. What is this? Do you know what respect for elders means? You——"

Zhuo Qingyu was both frustrated and angry at this moment, "San Aunt, you don't understand martial arts. My master is a martial arts master, and the master should not be humiliated. If you said just now, if you were other masters, you might have to do it directly."

"What master is so mysterious?"

"A warrior is also a human being. Can't we say it? What's the point!"

"Aren't you just a young man? What kind of pretending!"
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