The Strongest Peach Luck Stupid Doctor

Chapter 356

"What did you say?"

Wu Zhenhai almost jumped out of the wheelchair in surprise.

Wu Qingyuan said bitterly: "You heard me right, Gao Qiang is a half-step master."

"A half-step master in his 20s? How is that possible?"

Wu Zhenhai still couldn't believe it, Kung Fu is not like other skills, there are no tricks, if you want to improve your skills, you have to practice day after day.

Therefore, anyone who can become a grandmaster is basically above the age of 50, even if he is a half-step grandmaster, it is impossible to reach the age of 40.

And this is still a good talent, a little talent, and can't even touch the threshold of a master.

How can anyone become a half-step master in their 20s?

This is simply a fantasy!

Wu Qingyuan sighed: "Dad, there is no reason for this matter. I saw him release his true energy with my own eyes, and the power is not small. I just don't know if he has stepped into the Grand Master Realm."

"At such a young age, it shouldn't be possible to be a master."

Wu Zhenhai's face turned serious. If Wu Qingyuan was right, then this problem is serious.

Although the Wu family is a big family in the provincial capital, they don't have any confidence in facing a master.

What's more, Gao Qiang is only in his 20s.

What is the concept of a half-step master in his 20s?
When others reached this level, they were basically in their 40s, which meant that Gao Qiang had more than 20 years of training time than others.

For such a long time, even the legendary Dao Realm has a chance.

No one wants to provoke an enemy with such potential!

The living room was quiet, the faces of the three people were a little ugly, and no one spoke.

After a while, Wu Qingyuan raised his head, looked at his father and said, "Dad, shall I go to Fu's house later?"

"Well, let's go."

Wu Zhenhai came to his senses as if he had just come back to life, pondered for a moment, and forced a smile: "It's okay, don't worry, it's just a little blood.

Later, you go to the study room and bring the original painting of the old man Shanshi. Your Uncle Fu has always wanted that painting, and now he finally got his wish. "

Hearing this, Wu Qingyuan smiled wryly, nodded, got up and went to the study to take out a picture scroll.

Wu Zhenhai looked at the scroll in his hand reluctantly, waved his hand weakly, and said: "Go, send it to your Uncle Fu, just say I'm rare enough, and give it to him."

"it is good."

Seeing his father's sad look, Wu Qingyuan felt a lot more relaxed. Holding the painting scroll, he winked at Wu Qingshan, turned and walked out.

Wu Zhenhai looked at the backs of the two, and sighed: "I hope that the old Fu will have enough face!"

……

The Fu family in the provincial capital.

Fu Liangyu and his elder brothers were chatting in the living room. Fu Chenghai walked out of the study with a smile, and then went downstairs.

Seeing grandpa's happy look, Fu Liangyu couldn't help being a little surprised, and asked with a smile, "Grandpa, what's so happy about it?"

Fu Chenghai smiled and said: "Haha, just now Gao Qiang called and said that the two boys from the Wu family have troubled him again."

Fu Liangyu's expression changed when he heard the words, and he said, "Why are they gone again? Brother Qiang, is everything okay?"

"Haha, those two boys from the Wu family, where are Mr. Gao's opponents?"

Fu Chenghai smiled openly and said, "If it wasn't for our family's face, those two boys from the Wu family would still be alive?"

Hearing that Gao Qiang was fine, Fu Liangyu breathed a sigh of relief, then rolled his eyes, and said, "Grandpa, those two elder brothers of the Wu family were beaten up, why are you so happy?"

"Haha."

Fu Chenghai laughed loudly and said, "Because that iron cock of Wu Zhenhai is finally going to bleed."

"bloodletting?"

Before Fu Liangyu could figure out what was going on, the housekeeper suddenly walked in and said, "Master, the young master of the Wu family is here."

"Look, Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here, let them come in."

"Okay, sir."

Not long after, the steward left and returned, followed by Wu Qingyuan and Wu Qingshan.

"Yo, isn't this my nephew?"

Fu Chenghai smiled and said, "Is this a New Year greeting for me?"

Wu Qingyuan blushed, and said with a sneer: "Well, Happy New Year, Uncle Fu, my nephew Wu Qingyuan wishes you an early New Year."

Wu Qingshan's face turned red, and he opened his mouth, not in the mood to speak.

"Sit down, Liangyu, let sister Xu make a pot of tea."

"Okay, grandpa."

Fu Chenghai let the Wu family brothers sit down on the sofa, his gaze fell on the painting scroll in Wu Qingyuan's hand, and he pretended not to care and asked:
"Qingyuan, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Ah, this... isn't it the Chinese New Year, and I don't have anything to bring you, so I brought you my dad's painting of the old man with rocks."

Wu Qingyuan handed over the painting obediently, his attitude was completely different from when he was at Wu's house.

Fu Chenghai seemed to have forgotten what happened before, so he took it over with a smile, and said, "Look at you, just come here, what else do you want?"

The corner of Wu Qingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, feeling so depressed that he was dying, but he still said with a smile on his face: "You should visit the elders, you should, you should."

Fu Chenghai unfolded the painting and looked at it, his eyes lit up immediately, and he praised: "It's a good painting, the strokes are amazing, the intention is lofty, it's a good painting."

Wu Qingyuan quickly praised: "Uncle Fu is indeed an expert. My dad said the same thing when he first got this painting."

Fu Chenghai has been thinking about this painting for a long time, and now that he finally got it, he is naturally in a good mood. He rolled up the painting again, looked at Wu Qingyuan and said:

"Your boy will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Tell me, what's the matter here today?"

Wu Qingyuan smiled awkwardly, hesitated for a while, and then said shyly: "Uncle Fu, our two families have been friends for many years.

Since you have long known that Mr. Gao is a half-step master, just say it directly, why bother..."

Fu Chenghai's smile gradually faded, and he said seriously: "Qingyuan, ask yourself, if I told you at that time that Mr. Gao is a half-step master, would you believe it?"

"I……"

Wu Qingyuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and embarrassment soon appeared on his face.

In all honesty, no matter who said it, he wouldn't believe it.

After all, a half-step master in his 20s is really no different from joking.

Who would believe that there is such a young half-step master in the world?

If he knew that Gao Qiang was a half-step master, he wouldn't have troubled him.

Now that it was too late to say anything, he could only bow his head and admit his cowardice.

"Uncle Fu, I did a poor job in this matter, please bear with me."

Wu Qingyuan apologized sincerely, and then said: "Uncle Fu, for the sake of the relationship between our two families for so many years, can you help us make peace?"

"It's okay to make peace. For my sake, Mr. Gao probably won't bother with you. After all, it didn't cause any serious consequences, but..."

"But what?"

Wu Qingyuan became nervous again.

Fu Chenghai glanced at him and sighed: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to treat your father."

"Oh, so that's what happened."

Wu Qingyuan said with a relaxed smile: "As long as he doesn't come to trouble our Wu family, it's fine. As for my father's illness, I'd better find a way to exchange for a Jiuzhuan Yijin Pill at the exchange meeting."

Fu Chenghai curled his mouth wide, and said, "You, instead of counting on the Jiuzhuan Yijin Wan that you don't know when you will get it, it's better to seek Gaoqiang."

(End of this chapter)