Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 1059 - 1057: You are Just a Grass

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1057: You are Just a Grass

Xiao Yifeng was just one opportunity away from a breakthrough, and according to Long Qian, this step had to come naturally without any external assistance, otherwise it would impact his strength.

"Hopefully, I can breakthrough before the Martial Arts Competition."

Muttering to himself, Xiao Yifeng knew that Ximen Jianchen had challenged him to a fight in the Martial Arts Competition, and he needed to step into the Entering Saint Realm.

Only by possessing the strength to combat a Celestial Bings Realm could he be fully confident. In such a competition, he could not rely on Snow Eagle or Little Xiuxiu to fight for him.

After all, external help was just external help, and true power came from within.

The night passed in a blink, and a new day quickly arrived.

This day marked the grand occasion of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association Competition in China.

The China Traditional Chinese Medicine Association had been established for decades, controlled by the Hua Family, a long-established family of traditional Chinese medicine. It had set up municipal associations in major cities across China to nurture and discover talents in traditional Chinese medicine.

Periodically, the China Traditional Chinese Medicine Association held a grand competition, where each municipal association would send three young traditional medicine talents to compete and determine the youngest genius in the field.

This traditional medicine competition had caused a stir across the entire traditional Chinese medicine community in China, drawing attention not only from the presidents of the municipal associations and their professors.

Additionally, numerous retired old-timers in the traditional medicine community had also emerged to witness this grand event.

In Yanjing, a ten-story building stood as the headquarters of the China Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

The competition was being held here.

Early in the morning, crowds had gathered, consisting of members from various traditional medicine associations, both young and old, all notable figures within the traditional Chinese medicine community in China.

Numerous media reporters also arrived at the building.

Such a grand event naturally attracted the media and journalists, and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association welcomed them wholeheartedly as it was a great opportunity to promote traditional Chinese medicine.

It aimed to make both nationals and foreigners truly realize the power of traditional Chinese medicine, which was one of the reasons for holding the competition— not only to select talents but also to showcase the prowess of traditional Chinese medicine.

Xiao Yifeng appeared here, dressed in simple casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets, and Little Xiuxiu perched on his shoulder like a small cat.

Surrounded by groups of people from the traditional medicine community, Xiao Yifeng did not pay them much attention but instead, his gaze swept over to a spot and he walked straight over.

Nearby, Han Zixuan and Han Jianbin were standing with Baihu Vice President Chang Qingshan and his grandson Chang Teng, in front of one of the four vice-presidents of the Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Jiang Hai, and his grandson Jiang Hao.

"Old Han, Zi Xuan!"

Xiao Yifeng called out as he walked over.

"Little Feng, you came."

Han Jianbin greeted Xiao Yifeng.

"That damn fellow, grandpa, he’s the one who hurt me yesterday!"

Jiang Hao, upon seeing Xiao Yifeng, immediately showed an angry expression and spoke to his grandfather, Jiang Hai.

At that moment, Jiang Hai looked sternly at Xiao Yifeng and said, "Young man, so you are the one who hurt my grandson!"

"Is there a problem?" Xiao Yifeng asked lightly.

"Young man, do you know who I am?" Jiang Hai looked down at Xiao Yifeng with an air of superiority.

"Who you are has nothing to do with me. If I give you face, you’re an elder; if I don’t, you’re nothing but grass!" Xiao Yifeng retorted disdainfully.

"You... this is outrageous!"

Jiang Hai’s face turned red, his expression filled with anger as he pointed at Xiao Yifeng.

"Old Han, don’t be angry, don’t be angry!"

Han Jianbin quickly said.

"Han Jianbin, look at the kind of person you have chosen—disrespectful, arrogant, and conceited. Such a person is utterly unfit to practice medicine, let alone participate in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition here. You better expel him from your Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association right now."

Jiang Hai pointed at Han Jianbin, his face stern as he commanded.

For a moment, Han Jianbin’s face was filled with embarrassment, while Chang Qingshan beside him revealed a hint of a smile.

"If you keep spouting nonsense, believe it or not, I’ll make you speechless."

Xiao Yifeng gave Jiang Hai a cold look and sneered.

"You..."

Jiang Hai’s face, full of anger, pointed at Xiao Yifeng.

Whoosh!

With a swift motion, Xiao Yifeng sent a silver needle flying into Jiang Hai’s body. Immediately, Jiang Hai’s mouth opened wide, but he could not utter a single word.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, what’s happened to you?"

Jiang Hao, looking at Jiang Hai, quickly called out, but the latter pointed at his mouth, unable to make any sound.

"What have you done to my grandpa?"

Jiang Hao stared at Xiao Yifeng, his face distressed as he spoke.

"Don’t worry, he’ll be able to speak in an hour. He talks too much. If you utter another useless word, I’ll make you mute for an hour too."

Xiao Yifeng looked at Jiang Hao and chuckled lightly; the latter’s expression changed, and he quickly covered his mouth with both hands.

"Alright, Old Han, Zi Xuan, let’s go inside."

Xiao Yifeng said to Han Jianbin and Han Zixuan.

Then the three of them walked into the building.

"Little Feng, how did you get into a conflict with that Jiang Hao? Now you’ve also offended Jiang Hai, who is one of the Vice Presidents of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and holds great power. He’s also one of the organizers of this competition."

Han Jianbin said.

"What’s there to fear from a Vice President?"

Xiao Yifeng curled his lips.

"I’m worried that he might sabotage the competition. In recent years, most of the winners of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition have been from the Hua Family. Our Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association has never won, and with your skills and ability, it’s clear you should be the winner this time. That’s why I’m concerned that Jiang Hai might interfere underhandedly."

Han Jianbin spoke with a grave expression.

"If he dares to meddle, I’ll make him realize just how formidable I am. I am determined to win this time."

Xiao Yifeng smiled gently, his eyes brimming with unshakable confidence.

Soon they entered the competition venue, a huge hall inside the headquarters building of the China Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

At this moment, the hall was filled with major professors and experts from the entire Chinese medical field of China, along with members from various city Traditional Chinese Medicine Associations and young participants. The crowd was bustling with hundreds of people, and there were also groups of journalists with cameras around.

Off in the distance, Patriarch Hua Guowei was dressed in a white long gown, talking with a few old experts in the field of traditional medicine. Beside him stood the Hua Family Patriarch Hua Chun and his brother Hua An, and another young man was Young Master Hua Hai.

"Little Feng, that is Patriarch Hua, one of the three great National Physicians in China nowadays and also the president of the China Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. His acupuncture skills are unrivaled in China, but perhaps with your acupuncture skills, you might match Old Hua."

Han Jianbin pointed at Hua Guowei as he introduced him to Xiao Yifeng.

Xiao Yifeng glanced at the man but said nothing.