Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 425

While all forces were racking their brains and arranging formations for the night's competition, four uninvited guests ushered in the Ross Arena, which was in a closed state.

Mr. Simon, the middle-level puncturist who was in charge of guarding the place, felt that he had fallen asleep after being glanced at by the handsome old man who was walking in the front. In fact, his body assumed a humble posture to accompany him Several people are beside them.

The old man in the lead looks to be about 70 years old. He has a sharp-edged face and is well maintained, with almost no wrinkles.If it weren't for the silver hair that fell loose freely, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is only about 50 years old.

This person is dressed in simple and neat clothes, and his manner is chic and neat. The light shining in his eyes is deep and unpredictable, as if he can see the essence of things at a glance.

At this moment, his brows were indifferent but not angry, but at the same time he had a calmness that could blend in with the environment anytime, anywhere.

"Hehe! Master Qingjun's 'Grass Ghost Technique' has really reached the peak. It is really amazing that he can capture a middle-level psychic master with just one glance!" The speaker was an old woman wearing a big turban. People, she didn't speak but laughed first. It was the smiling mother-in-law who "when a smile comes out, some people laugh and others cry".

"It's a pity! This kind of magic technique would have brought a lot of glory to the Yatai Continent, but because of the prejudice of some high-level leaders of the Zhushi Association, it was squeezed out and suppressed. This kind of decision is really unwise!" The man said in a deep voice.

This person is tall and strong, with long gray hair hanging over his shoulders, a strong hooked nose, and cold eyes that are sunken in the eye sockets, giving people an impression of rebelliousness, fierceness, courage and stubbornness.

If the fat man was present, he would have exclaimed, because this man is the old opponent of Mr. Maisang, Pope Parch of the Apocalypse Sect.

"Grass ghost technique?!" A young man who was always by Qingjun's side muttered these three words to himself, and then slowly said: "Among the techniques of this school, the correct name of the technique of capturing souls is 'Shooting' Soul Art', and 'Grass Ghost Art' is just one of the low-end methods! Of course, this name is also a trick used by those conceited Zhushi in order to discredit Bianjumen!"

"Valoja! Don't be rude! It's just a name, let him go! This is not the only grievance we have suffered in the art of transformation?! Hmph!" Master Qingjun said softly.

His words seemed to be reprimanding the young man's presumptuous behavior, but there was a hint of doting and pride in his eyes.

"Boy, I am quick to speak. Please forgive me if I offend you!" Upon hearing this, Valoja apologized to the laughing mother-in-law and Palchi, but his expression was neither humble nor overbearing, without the slightest sense of remorse.

"Hehe! This little brother is Mr. Victor's subordinate, right? I'm getting old, and I felt familiar just now, but now I recognize it after hearing the voice. Hey! I didn't expect you to be a master of the art of transformation! Alas! You two, master and apprentice, are both hiding something!" The laughing mother-in-law didn't care about the young man's confrontation, but asked in surprise.

"The mayor lacks some outsiders who can handle serious business, so I asked Valoja to help out! He was the one who attacked Maisang two days ago, but unfortunately he didn't succeed, otherwise it would have saved us a lot of trouble!" Qing Jun Said leisurely.

"What? You attacked Maisang two days ago? Are you sure that the other party is the Maisang who was doing things in Su Lier?" Palch suddenly asked the young man.

Upon hearing the words, Valoja looked at Qingjun first, and replied after getting the other party's approval: "I have never seen Maisang before, but I just launched an attack on a carriage according to Victor's order. After that, When Victor met with this person, he called out the identity of the person, and the fat man admitted it."

"How is this possible?" Palch frowned and thought for a while, then asked again: "Did you feel anything strange when you were fighting him and listening to him talk afterwards?"

Seeing the bewildered look on the young man's face, Palch explained: "Do you think that this person might be just a puppet, not Maisang himself?"

As soon as the man said this, the expressions of the other three changed.

"Why do you ask this question? Let's hear it in detail!" Qingjun said first.

"Alas!" Palch sighed helplessly, and then said: "I encountered Sulier and Maisang a few days ago, and I wanted to take them down, but unexpectedly he escaped by tricks! So, I went all the way I have been tracking for several days, but there is still one step missing. I am dissatisfied with you, Master Qingjun, saying that I came to Ross this time because I received the news that you are going to start an action, and also because of that Mai Sang.”

"You mean that Maisang you chased has also come to Rose?" Qing Jun asked with a gloomy expression.

"Hehe! Mr. Palch, the dignified Head of State McCann's personal advisor, who is said to be as powerful as Master Gongzhuang Dexian, can't even figure out real people and puppets? This is simply a big joke!" The laughing mother-in-law was still talking. He spoke with a smile, but his tone was full of sarcasm and distrust.

"Hmph! No matter if it's a real person or a puppet, this guy has single-handedly made blood thorns and the Injection Masters Association uneasy! Speaking of it, this matter is even more ridiculous!" Palch teased in a cold voice.

Seeing the grinning mother-in-law and Palch, there was a mocking and disdainful smile in Qingjun's eyes, he exchanged a look with Valoja, and then smoothed things over and said: "I have worked with Mr. Palch for several years, With his strength, there is really no need to be insincere! However, the doubts of the laughing mother-in-law are not unreasonable. No matter how you say it, it is impossible for a puppet to be indistinguishable from a real person. In recent days, Maisang has done a lot of great things in Ross , This really doesn't look like something a puppet can make!"

"Hehe! Mr. Palch, I was just discussing the matter just now, and I didn't mean to disrespect you. You are new here, and it is understandable that you don't know enough about the situation here. But as Master Qingjun said, this Maisang who appeared in Rose He has good eloquence and quick wit, and even directly killed Claude's Vulcan King in a one-on-one battle. Hey, that guy is a genuine high-level punctuator! It's a question, a puppet How can there be such a performance?" The laughing mother-in-law is a personality that makes her happier when others are angry, and she added easily at this time.

"The Maisang I'm chasing has a similar behavior, and he uses a variety of tricks, making it hard to guard against! I don't think I will be so stupid that I can't even handle it with a puppet!" Palch's anger still persists , said in a cold voice.

"Okay! Okay! No matter which one is the real person, don't they all come to Ross now? Let's take them together! Two, although you belong to different factions, it is always McCann Representatives, at this time, it is only appropriate to cooperate and never fight among themselves! How about this, you go to investigate the areas you are responsible for, and I will take my disciples to play with my restrictions, how about that?" Qing Jun finished giving orders impatiently, and then took Walo Jia and Mr. Simon, who was still in his dream, left.

After the two walked away, the laughing mother-in-law and Palqi exchanged unexpected glances, and then went to work separately.

At the same time, Valoja, who had walked a distance, couldn't help asking: "Master, are the internal conflicts among the Macanese really so acute?"

"Huh!" Qing Jun said coldly: "There are conflicts, but they are not as pretentious as before you and me. What they did is nothing more than a blindfold to make me feel that I have the right and wrong, and work for them with peace of mind!"

The old man paused, and then continued: "I said, you can just call me teacher! I can't afford to say 'Master'!"

Looking at the back of Master Qingjun walking forward, the young man said leisurely: "No matter what you call me, in front of you, I will always stand facing north!"

　Valoja: The south is the teacher, the north is the disciple!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)