Mu Ming looked at Grandma Hong and said, "Grandma Hong is very memorable. I, Mu Ming, did not lead the Yin-Yang Gate to glory, but instead ended up in the tragic disaster of being destroyed. Grandma Hong has not changed much, she is still as young as before, and still remembers the affairs of the people in the martial arts world as before."

Grandma Hong's face also changed. She knew that Mu Ming said she was gossiping, and the matter of the Yin-Yang Gate had nothing to do with her. When Grandma Hong saw Mo Zhitao, her eyes were shining, "Boy, didn't you expect you to come here?" Grandma Hong stretched out five claws, and five fingers shot out from her fingers. She thought of capturing Mo Zhitao down.

This is a great humiliation that Grandma Hong thought she had been in her life. The female apprentice she had trained with hard work was actually taken away from Miaoshan by Mo Zhitao and someone. This slapped her in the face very much. Since that incident happened, she felt that she could not even raise her head in Miaomen.

Now that she saw Mo Zhitao, she certainly didn't want to let him go. She wanted him to know the consequences of offending her. "This time, you have no support, right? I guess you can't bring those black poisonous ants here."

The most terrifying thing about the black poisonous ants is not their poison, but that there are too many of them. The hundreds of thousands or millions of black poisonous ants crawling over the sky and the sky is very terrible. Grandma Hong waved her hand and five clawed air shot towards Mo Zhitao.

When Grandma Hong fought with Mo Zhitao, Mo Zhitao's martial arts skills were only level 4. Even if it was a little more powerful, she could barely fight with people with level 6 martial arts. Compared with her late-stage masters like her, it was much worse.

When Mu Ming saw that Grandma Hong was fighting against Mo Zhitao, he immediately slapped his hand and hit Grandma Hong. "Bang," their attacks collided, causing them to take a few steps back.

Mo Zhitao clenched his fists, and he wanted to let Grandma Hong taste the pain. Although she was Fan Xingmin's master, as long as he did not kill her, Fan Xingmin should not have a big opinion.

"Stop." A man inside stood up and shouted loudly. He just flashed, and everyone felt a flash in front of him, and the man stood between the wooden name and the red grandma.

"Level 7 Martial Arts" Mo Zhitao and the others shouted in surprise. The man was about fifty years old and had an ordinary face, but his actions made people feel their strength.

At this time, Lao Sun ran in from outside, "Old Li, what happened?" Lao Sun asked looking at the man.

Old Li, it turns out that this level seven master is called Old Li. Mo Zhitao said in his heart that the staff of the Organizing Committee of the Medical King Competition is not simple. He has discovered two level seven masters. But these people are strange, just calling their nicknames, Old Sun and Old Li, and I don’t know if their surname is Sun and Li.

"The Hong Grandma from Miaomen started to do it first, and Mu Ming from Yinyangmen started fighting with her." Old Li said.

"Grandma Hong, we asked you to come here for a meeting. If you want to fight, then we will remove your Miaomen from this game." Lao Sun looked at Grandma Hong and said coldly.

Grandma Hong was stared at by Lao Sun, and she felt as cold as if she had entered the ice palace. She hurriedly said, "Lao Sun, I have a grudge with that Mo Zhitao. I will go out with him to resolve my personal grudges, so it will not affect your competition.

"Hmph, he is the leader of Yinyang Sect, and he came to have a meeting." Lao Sun said.

"Ah, is he the leader of Yin and Yang Sect?" The others screamed in surprise.

Grandma Hong hurriedly said, "Old Sun, it's impossible. The wood name is the master of Yin and Yang Sect, and Mo Zhitao is a fake."

"Hahaha, I am the former sect leader, and now my apprentice Mo Zhitao is the current sect leader." Mu Ming smiled. "Grandma Hong, it seems that your Miao Sect has always had opinions about our Yin-Yang Sect. We want to come over to play, but you want to fight with us first and weaken our strength first. Your conspiracy is very good."

"Director Mo, it turns out that you are the leader of Yinyang Sect. You have hidden me so hard." A voice sounded from the corner. Mo Zhitao turned his head and found that it was Li San's needle. Li Dingshuai was sitting next to Li San's needle. He also stood up and wanted to recognize Mo Zhitao, but Mo Zhitao stopped him with his eyes.

"Haha, Mr. Li, I didn't expect to see you here." Mo Zhitao smiled. "I'm sorry, because someone has always wanted to deal with our Yin-Yang Gate, we had to hide our identity. If it weren't for this Medical King Competition, we wouldn't dare to stand up and show up."

Li Dingshuai said: "Director Mo, who is your enemy?" Li Dingshuai also recognized Mu Ming. It turned out that the old man was the master of Master Mo Zhitao, so he should be called Master.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "We don't know. Those people attacked Yin and Yang Gate at that time, and my master also escaped due to serious injuries."

"Grandma Hong, you apologize to Lao Li." A beautiful female voice sounded over there, and a woman wrapped in black gauze and clothes stood up.

"Me," Grandma Hong saw that the sage had already spoken, and she paused for a moment. She knew that if the organizing committee was angered, it might be unfavorable to Miaomen. She gritted her teeth and swallowed her anger and said to Lao Li: "Lao Li, I'm sorry, I saw my enemy just now and couldn't control myself, I won't be able to control myself next time."

Lao Li didn't want to offend the Miao Sect. Not to mention that many of the Miao Sect masters are powerful in medical skills, among the people from the Miao Sect here, the martial arts of the Saint Gu must be level seven, otherwise he would not be able to become a Saint Gu. This is the rule of the Miao Sect.

The martial arts skills of Grandma Huang and Grandma Cao are at level seven, while Grandma Hong's martial arts are almost the same as the late stage of the sixth level. This time, three of the four grandmothers from the Miao Sect came, and it is estimated that the remaining Grandma Hu is guarding the Miao Sect.

"Okay, the matter is over. Please don't fight here in the future, otherwise we will report this matter to the head." Old Li said seriously.

Sheng Gu and others were also shocked when they heard Lao Li say this. They knew that if this incident made the superior feel that their Miaomen wanted to destroy the Medical King Competition, it would be a very troublesome thing.

"You guys have a meeting." Seeing that it was fine, Old Sun walked out.

Mo Zhitao was secretly surprised that there were so many experts in the organizing committee of the Medical King Competition, as if they were just staff members. What was going on? Is there a powerful organization behind it?

Although Mo Zhitao was surprised, he didn't say anything. He and Mu Ming found two small chairs behind and sat down.

Old Li cleared his throat and said, "Okay, Master Mo, please don't mind what happened just now. Everyone puts the game first. If you find out who takes action against the contestants again, we will punish you severely." Speaking of this, the murderous intent appeared in Lao Li's eyes.

It is not until now that Mo Zhitao truly felt the strength of Lao Li. Lao Li's martial arts are at least in the mid-level seventh level, similar to No Nagakura of the Japanese No Nagata family. A person as powerful as Lao Li's martial arts are also a well-known backbone in the big family, but here is a staff member.

The others didn't say anything, and they nodded to show that they knew. Grandma Hong said embarrassedly: "Old Li, I don't want to break the rules. I don't know that Mo Zhitao was participating in the competition. If you said it earlier, I would definitely not take action."

"Well, so, we are calling everyone here now, just to let everyone know each other. Friendship is the first and competition is the second. We don't want to make everyone feel sad because of this competition." Old Li said.

Mu Ming didn't agree with it in his heart, saying that friendship was the first, but the five major medical schools have been planning secretly for the once-in-a-decade medical king competition. Although everyone was harmonious on the surface, they kept thinking about how to defeat the other party so as to become the medical king of this generation. Last time, the Chinese medicine schools won the medical king, and this time, their Yin-Yang Sect must take away the title of medical king.

Old Li continued, "Let me introduce the contestants first. This time, there were exactly ten people who signed up, five medical schools, and five registered as their own identities. They are He Renpei from the Chinese Medicine Sect, who is 48 years old and meets the conditions for the competition. Please click on the contestants who are famous and stand up and let everyone recognize them."

A man of medium size stood up and clasped his fists at everyone, then sat down with a smile.

"Galinda from Mengmen, 47 years old, Harasu from Tibetan, 46 years old, Mo Zhitao from Yinyang, Zixu from Miaomen, she..." Old Li was about to recognize Zixu's age, and the holy girl there coughed gently.

Old Li touched his head embarrassedly. He almost forgot that the saint asked him not to talk about her age. He could understand this. A woman's age is a secret. "Hehe, Zi Xu's age is not as old as he meets the conditions for the competition."

Mo Zhitao gave Lao Li a angrily glance at Lao Li, what does it mean that he is not as old as he is? Why didn’t Lao Li’s age just now? It turned out that the saint’s name was Zixu. He still wanted to know how old the saint was? He wrapped his face and body with black cloth all day long. Isn’t she hot in such a hot day?

However, other sects were not interested in the age of the Saint Aunt Zixu. They heard Zixu's voice so crisp, probably not more than forty years old. Mo Zhitao wanted to know Zixu's age, but no one mentioned it. He couldn't stand up and asked Zixu how old he was. People would treat him as a pervert.

"The other five Chinese medicine practitioners who signed up as their own identities are Pei Rongding, 40 years old... Fu Dong, Sui." Old Li slowly pointed his name. After he saw the contestant standing up to signal to everyone, he clicked the next person's name.

Mo Zhitao has been staring at these contestants. He has only seen Zi Xu before, but he knows that she has high martial arts skills. As for her medical skills, he is not very clear.

Needless to mention those experts in the medical school, their medical skills must be very powerful. The remaining five Chinese medicine practitioners who signed up with their personal identities, Mo Zhitao was only interested in the last man named Fu Dong.

Fu Dong, who was a year old, was not tall, had a bit thin, had an eagle nose, and looked ordinary. But Mo Zhitao always felt that Fu Dong was not simple, and he couldn't say why.

With ten participating people, plus those who accompanied them, there were more than fifty people in this big tent, but it still didn't seem crowded.
Chapter completed!