The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1163

Pfft!

Old Jude lay on the ground, clutching his chest while spitting out a mouthful of blood. “You… You are?”

Swoosh!

Instantly, all eyes fell on Philip. In front of him, a stunning woman had appeared at some point. She was wearing a black leather jacket and had a hot sexy body with shoulder-length hair!

“Young Master, he’s so weak for a Kung Fu master. It’s nothing but for display.”

17 crossed her arms over her chest. The proud figure directly caused all the men in the crowd to gulp.

Pfft!

Old Jude spat another mouthful of blood as her words had struck a sore point!

At this time, Philip had already walked over and now stood in front of Old Jude calmly. He said coldly, “Back then, old Mr. Jacob Jensen had visited me and personally asked me to learn the Kung Fu of the Jensen family. Unexpectedly, I met his descendants today, but you’re such a disappointment. Have you forgotten the Jensen family’s motto?!”

It was a stern reprimand!

Old Jude was shocked by his words!

Uncle had personally visited him and asked him to learn the Jensen family’s Kung Fu?

What nonsense was he talking about?!

His uncle, Jacob Jensen, was an incomparable Kung Fu master of his generation in this country, a true character!

In the martial arts world, he had put the name of this country on the board!

He was full of honor and glory!

He was also the honorary president of the National Martial Arts Association, revered by everyone!

“Bullsh*t! How could someone like my uncle personally visit a person like you?!”

Old Jude was anxious and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

His chest and abdomen were severely injured. He might not be able to use his strength for several months.

Furthermore, the person who did this to him was the young woman standing beside Philip!

Old Jude felt that he had lost all dignity in an instant.

Sure enough, in the crowd, all kinds of discussions were heard.

“What’s the situation? Isn’t he a Kung Fu master? He can’t even beat a little girl!”

“Haha, it’s nothing but a load of bull! The current national martial artists are all fake!”

“Don’t forget, there’s a man who specializes in counterfeiting in the martial arts circle, and many deceptive tricks of his have been exposed. I think this so-called master is also a fake!”

The discussions of all sorts mixed with sarcasm almost made Old Jude keel over and die after listening to them!

“Insolent! How can the Jensen family’s Kung Fu be fake?! Stop talking nonsense if you don’t know anything!”

Old Jude was furious as he roared at the crowd of onlookers.

“Hehe, you can’t even beat a little girl,” an onlooker sneered.

“Ridiculous! How can you understand the real Kung Fu I practice?” Old Jude retorted.

“You can’t even beat that little girl,” the onlooker repeated.

“I’m an honorary expert of the Kung Fu Sub-Association and an honorary professor of the National Martial Arts Association. I’m also the 18th-generation Kung Fu descendant of the Jensen family!”

Old Jude was absolutely livid.

“You still can’t beat that little girl.” The onlooker was adamant.

Pfft!

Old Jude spat another mouthful of blood that had been stuck in his chest.

Master Bell and his men saw the seriously injured Old Jude at this moment and looked surprised. They gathered around and asked in a low voice, “Old Jude, are you alright?”

Old Jude waved his hand and said, “I’m fine. I just didn’t want to attack a little girl and fell into a trap.”

Even if he said that, everyone was still full of questions.

Old Jude did not care for these people either. Instead, he looked at Philip coldly and squeezed a question from his throat. “Who are you? How do you know my uncle?”

Old Jude was almost 60 years old. His uncle, the former patriarch of the Jensen family, had already retired and no longer concerned himself with affairs of the secular world.

“Who am I?”