my universal tinder

Chapter 202 Crowdfunding
Inside the hall, there was silence.

A series of gazes came one after another, scanning back and forth on Luo Qingchuan and Wang Qiong.

Luo Qingchuan was beaten until his whole body was embedded in the wall, the kind that he couldn't even buckle down.

As for Wang Qiong, the wind was calm and calm, and it seemed that he didn't make a move at all.

Everything is too fast, almost between lightning and flint.

With the power of one punch, Luo Qingchuan was beaten into a dead dog with only physical strength?

What kind of terrifying power is this?

Luo Wangcheng's disciples looked at Wang Qiong with a look of surprise and awe.

No one thought that there would be such a master hidden in the Guangming Academy of Chilong City, who was about their age, but whose strength was so much higher that even Luo Qingchuan couldn't resist a punch.

At this moment, who else would dare to act arrogantly in front of him?

The corners of Mo Jianze's eyes twitched unnaturally. In fact, as early as Luo Qingchuan started to speak rudely, he knew that this idiot was finished.

Sure enough, the result was the same as he had imagined, but the process was a little different.

This man was as strong as ever, but it was a little too strong.

"Junior brother..." Luo Liuyun couldn't help but said.

Mo Jianze's expression was solemn: "He has become stronger again."

While talking, Mo Jianze clenched his hands tightly, and suddenly felt a suffocating powerlessness.

He was talented and worked very hard, and even won the favor of the Black Sword Demon and was accepted as a disciple.

For this reason, he practiced hard and lived up to his innate talent and favor.

His Majesty Qin Huang once said that talent is better than you and hard work is better than you. Such a person is destined to succeed.

Mo Jianze is such a person.

But he suffered an unprecedented sense of frustration from Wang Qiong. After that failure, he felt that maybe he was too restless and stable, and sooner or later he would be able to catch up with Wang Qiong.

But now it seems that this is an illusion.

The speed of this man's progress is simply suffocating.

"Your chance is not small, the treasure bone has been born, and the strength has been reduced for ten times. The ordinary little guy is really not your opponent." The black sword demon cast his eyes, and said with deep meaning in his eyes.

What kind of realm he is, Wang Qiong only punched, and he saw some fundamentals.

Because of this, there was a wave of waves in the heart of the boss.

Wang Qiong's talent was higher than he had imagined, and after only seven days of effort, his whole body seemed to be reborn, which was completely different from that day.

This kind of speed is considered outstanding even among the geniuses he has seen.

"It's rare to see a talent like yours." The Black Sword Demon couldn't help but said.

"Senior was joking, there are a lot of talented people in this world, but there are only a few who are really strong." Wang Qiong grinned.

This is what the boss often talks about.

The boss said that in this world, there are far more talented people who died halfway than the pigs killed in their butcher shop.

Many seem to be sincere, but come from behind, and there are also many supreme masters who finally reached the top.

This kind of person is a different kind of genius. When he was young, his sharpness was not obvious and he was ordinary, but with the baptism and tempering of the years, his background will become deeper and deeper. The bright and dazzling peers.

The little Wu Wang in Wu Wang City is such a person.

"If you can see through this truth, at least you won't take detours again. The future is boundless." Black Sword Demon couldn't help sighing.

It has to be said that he really likes Wang Qiong more and more. He has good talent, strong strength, and the most important thing is that his temperament is so appetizing to him.

"Senior, since you are so optimistic about me, shouldn't you invest in it?" Wang Qiong asked with a smile as he stepped down the donkey.

The Black Sword Demon gave him a blank look, put away the copper box in his hand, and said calmly, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, I just want to discuss a business with the senior."

"Business?" The Black Sword Demon showed a strange expression.

"Senior, please, let's go in and talk." Wang Qiong made a gesture of invitation, inviting Black Sword Demon and Fei Lao to enter together.

At this time, Luo Qingchuan had already been detained from the wall.

There was a hint of surprise on his face, and resentment in his eyes, and he stared at Wang Qiong firmly.

"Humph!"

The Black Sword Demon let out a cold snort, as if in shock.

Luo Qingchuan's complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly became like a docile kitten. He put away his resentment and envy, and showed the most humble attitude.

"At a young age, what qualifications do you have to stand proudly in front of others, with your eyes higher than your head? How many pounds are you? How much do you rely on Luo Wangcheng's prestige to peel off this layer of skin? What else?" Black Sword Demon shouted sharply , For these juniors, he hates iron and steel, his quality is too low, and he simply loses Luo Wangcheng's face.

"Tell you, if you weren't wearing the skin of King Luo City, you would have been hacked to death outside with your virtue."

The Black Sword Demon was telling the truth, if it wasn't for someone from Luo Wangcheng, Wang Qiong wouldn't even blink his eyes if he was a guy like this.

Under the eyes of everyone, and under the reprimand of the Black Sword Demon, Luo Qingchuan blushed with shame, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

His previous pride was shattered at this moment.

As the Black Sword Demon said, if Wang Qiong could slap him to death today because of his status as a disciple of Luo Wangcheng, what chance would he have to be jealous and resentful?

A dignified Luo Wangcheng disciple, after failing, can only act like a wronged little daughter-in-law?

If this is the case, then it is really a shame to the ancestors.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingchuan suddenly felt his body loosen, and he felt a little lucky to be whipped by Wang Qiong.

He raised his head abruptly, with a determined look on his face: "Tomorrow, I will go to the snowy desert in the northern border, and I will never come back if I don't look like a human being."

The black sword demon's eyes were slightly condensed, and he didn't say much. The snowy desert in the north is a bitter and cold place, and ordinary monks are reluctant to go there, let alone the disciples of Wangcheng.

Luo Qingchuan walked in front of Wang Qiong and bowed: "Thank you for your advice, I will definitely repay the kindness today."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Qingchuan turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Is his brain broken by me?"

Wang Qiong was taken aback for a while, and immediately showed a strange look.

After being punched into the wall by him, he couldn't buckle it out, but thanked him in the end.

If this kind of person is not out of his mind, he is a natural masochist, so he secretly likes this, the more he whips, the more comfortable he is.

"Boy, don't underestimate Wangcheng disciples."

The Black Sword Demon saw through Wang Qiong's dirty thoughts at a glance, and said calmly.

Wang Qiong laughed twice and came to the back hall.

"What business do you want to discuss with me? Tell me." Black Sword Demon said calmly.

Fei Lao was also a little curious.

"Senior, in the early years, the Qinhuangting Research Institute once proposed a special business model, that is, the method of relying on the public to raise capital, what is it called..." Wang Qiong tried hard to recall.

"You mean... crowdfunding!?" The Black Sword Demon looked at Wang Qiong with a strange expression.

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