The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Wanling looked at everyone.

"So, who is willing to come on stage and act as a little girl screening person?"

No one at the scene responded, they were all hesitating, but this was going to be fired with real ammunition. If you are not careful, you may get injured.

Fortunately, Wanling Wan Qingqing had already selected the three in advance, and at this time, it was just a cutscene and asked at will.

As agreed before, Wan Ling looked at the three people in the crowd.

These three people are scheduled in advance and are willing to be suitable candidates for selection.

After all, this identity is not what you want, and you need to have a strong ability to help Wan Qingqing as many candidates as possible.

In order to avoid fighting behind the wheels, Wan Qingqing is physically weak.

Only Wan Ling looked around, but suddenly found that the three people's eyes flickered and their heads hung down. They didn't say a word for the agreement they had said before.

At this time, they were supposed to come forward and "volunteer" as the screener.

But the three of them were silent for no reason.

"Can anyone be willing?" Wan Ling asked emphatically again.

Among the many warriors present, some were disciples from Wanqingyuan, and some were disciples from other courtyards. The number of them was not complete, and some were not there on the road because of the distance.

No one said anything.

Wan Qingqing was in the crowd, looking left and right, the disciples in the inner courtyard she had taken care of before, all looked like tortoises with their heads shrunk, afraid to look up at her.

And the three people invited by the mother bowed their heads and said nothing,

She knows that many people here hope that she will not be arrogant and get married with the Alexandra faction smoothly.

But she did not expect that there are so few people who support her...

In the lobby, the atmosphere gradually became silent.

If there is really no screening person to come to power, then Wan Qingqing can only go up to the wheel fight.

This is extremely detrimental to her.

Even if she is a martial artist, she is a master of strength, and is forging her bones, but her strength is not endless.

Strength is linked to qi and blood, and linked to physical fitness. After consumption, it becomes thinner and weaker, and it takes time to rest and recover.

What's more, this time Wan Qingqing came to power, everyone knew her strength and reputation.

So the one who dares to challenge is definitely the martial artist.

Otherwise, no one thinks they can win below this level.

Even if Wan Qingqing is stronger than the battle, he will soon be exhausted.

Unless extended time.

But if you extend the time, you are afraid that the variables will increase in vain.

Wan Ling didn't think Zhou Shun came to watch the show. To know the victory or defeat between martial artists, it is not simply a matter of strength.

It also depends on the moves to deal with, and make changes to the situation.

In theory, Qingqing should be better than Yan Jiuhai, but if her state declines, even if she can rest for extended periods of time, she will inevitably be mentally exhausted.

At that time, one will lose and the other will grow. If the opposite side has thoroughly studied the number of ways and prepared for the next move, the outcome may really be uncertain.

Now, the three people who had made an appointment in advance suddenly changed their minds. This is undoubtedly the work of Yan Jiuhai.

"If no one wants to, then..." Wan Ling felt helpless and could only announce.

Wow.

Wei He stepped on the dead leaves under his feet and looked up at the three-story red-painted building in front of him.

There are two places to eat in Zhongling Villa.

One is Baiwei Building, and the other is Shanhe Building.

The former is an ordinary restaurant with affordable prices, and the latter is a luxury place for martial artists.

The Shanhe Tower is in the shape of a large cylinder, and all the diners sit in a circle around a huge plane tree in the center.

In the upper and lower three floors, a total of more than 300 places can be accommodated.

At this moment, Wei He was wearing a black cloak and stepped forward.

He will not solve any entanglement, nor will he deal with complicated situations and conspiracy.

So he doesn't bother to care about other people's arrangements, he only needs to arrange himself.

Just get rid of the source of the trouble and everything will be quiet. Isn't it?

Suddenly, he stepped on his feet, and his figure rose to the sky.

By the window on the second floor of Shanhe Building, Yan Jiuhai was gnawing halfway with a braised chicken feet.

Suddenly heard a roar of thunder.

"Yan Jiuhai! Give back my daughter's life!!"

In an instant, a burly dark figure rushed up from downstairs and rushed towards him. Very fast.

Yan Jiuhai was taken aback and raised his head, looking at Wei He who was throwing at him inexplicably.

He quickly got up and looked at the other guests in the two rows. It is estimated that someone sitting next to him has been revenge.

Just got up.

boom! !

In the middle of the mountain and building on the second floor, Yan Jiuhai led a wall with people, flew out, and hit the big tree in the middle patio.

A huge force surged in from the right hand he blocked.

Yan Jiuhai didn't even realize what was going on, so he turned around and was hit by a punch that broke through two walls and hit the trunk of a big tree.

Without waiting for him to return to his senses, Wei He flew out in a close pursuit and volleyed in.

The two fought against each other on the tree trunk, and the dull sound spread.

After all, Yan Jiuhai was the apex of the bone forging half of his energy, and he reacted on the spot.

Leaping from the trunk with the help of strength, fell to the first floor.

"Who are you! I don't know you!" he yelled.

"Bad my daughter's innocence, and murder, today I want you to pay for it!!" Wei He roared and rushed again.

The two gang up again. The tables, chairs, wooden pillars, and screens that I encountered along the way were all shattered by the force.

The rest of the guests hurriedly scattered and fled. Those who were bold and strong still dared to stay and watch the excitement.

Yan Jiuhai became more and more frightened as he fought. The opponent's strength is not offensive but defensive, but he is extremely terrifying.

He just fought dozens of moves in a row, he felt his arms numb, and he couldn't hold it.

This is because the hardness of his arms has greatly increased after bone forging. If you change to a martial artist, you may be hammered by the opponent.

He was eating here while waiting for his father's Severe Mountain to arrive. I didn't expect to be attacked soon after sitting down.

However, although the opponent's strength was incorrectly estimated, his father's Grim Mountain was nearby.

He had made an appointment with his father, had dinner here, and then participated in the martial arts contest in the afternoon.

So as long as he persists for a while, when his father arrives, he will be able to kill this person on the spot.

At the moment, Yan Jiuhai unfolded his footwork, turned left and flashed right, but was overtaken only after running a few steps.

"Ning!" His strength was flowing all over his body at the moment, his whole body qi and blood surged rapidly, and his strength increased by several percent in an instant. One backhand block.

Bang!

Wei He slapped again, hitting Yan Jiuhai's elbow on his side.

Unbreakable in a single blow, Wei He raised his arms high, chopped in a series of rounds, and slashed down.

Three consecutive times.

Bang! Bang! Bang! !

Yan Jiuhai's body protection strength finally collapsed.

"Father! Save me!!" He suddenly yelled.

call!

A wave of palm wind hovered in front of his door, frightening his eyes shut.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no one in front of him. Not far away, a light yellow robe was approaching quickly.

"Xiaohai! Are you okay!?" The yellow-clothed old man held his son.

"I...Puff!" Yan Jiuhai couldn't help but spout out a mouthful of blood before he finished speaking. He rolled his eyes and passed out into a coma.

On the wall on his side, there was a line of words: Killing a woman's vengeance is not shared!

"Xiaohai, Xiaohai!!" The yellow-clothed old man's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly tapped his fingers and blocked blood flow in several important blood vessels on his son to prevent internal bleeding.

Then he picked up the person and rushed to the main building of Zhongling Villa, where there are resident physicians in the villa.

And in the other direction.

Wei He quickly replaced his black mask, and dashed in a chain, making a leap halfway through the woods, passing through a dense bush, and then coming out, he was changed into his original costume.

With his flying dragon skill working with great strength to its full strength, a few strokes seemed like a glimpse of light, and in just half a minute, he returned to the bush where he left.

Then Shi Shiran walked out of the bushes, shook the drops of water with both hands, and looked at ease after the reincarnation of the grains, and walked toward the convoy waiting on the side of the gallop.

In the motorcade, the two people Zhang Lingxu and Meng Qing met before were talking and laughing while eating snacks and waiting for him.

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Inside the small building.

Wan Ling looked at everyone present with some helplessness.

The preparations made in advance suddenly changed his mind and lost its effectiveness.

Several people in Wanqingyuan, who had been taken care of by their daughters before, also kept silent. At first glance, they knew they had been tampered with in advance.

She knew that these people were afraid of the Yan family forces of the Lishan School, and also afraid of the many pressures within Tianyinmen to support marriage.

After all, in this matter, the voice of opposition was too small and too small.

Just look at the Deputy Master Zhou who is here, and this old guy came here naturally, not because he had nothing to do, but he came to the Yan Jiuhai station with his carriage.

There is also his son Zhou Yugui, and Yan Jiuhai is said to have an irresistible relationship, and their purpose is self-evident.

"Don't worry. Believe Qingqing, she can do it. We extend the time to rest, as it is to increase actual combat experience." Xiao Qingyu Qingqing held Wan Ling's palm and whispered.

Until now, I can only think so.

Wan Ling glanced at the daughter standing below, feeling helpless.

Wan Qingqing didn't pay attention to her mother's side. Instead, she swept across several inner courtyard disciples in Wanqingyuan with a look of expectation and pleading.

These people are all the juniors and sisters she has taken care of and instructed, but unfortunately, they lower their heads unconsciously and dare not look at them.

Wan Qingqing's eyes gradually changed from expectation to gains and losses. She suddenly remembered that she had told her before that if something happened, she would definitely notify his Wei He, Junior Brother Wei.

Now that the news has spread, if Junior Brother Wei had arrived at full speed, he would have arrived early.

But at this moment, he still hasn't arrived, and the meaning behind his back is already very clear.

They are all scared.

The luster in Wan Qingqing's eyes gradually dimmed.

But she changed her mind. If she were to change to her, she might not want to face the pressure and risk of such a big deal for a senior sister who had only been a small favor to herself.

Figured this out, Wan Qingqing smiled and said.

"I'm fine, mother. So decide."

Wan Ling also saw the change in her daughter's expression and the loss in her heart.

She wanted to comfort her, but at this time, everyone was waiting for her to make a decision.

"Then..." "Report!!!"

Suddenly with a loud shout, Wan Ling was interrupted from the entrance of the building.

A Tianyinmen disciple hurried in, sweating profusely.

He clasped his fists in his hands and moved towards Wanling Zhoushun, trying to salute, but he was out of breath and a little slanted.

"What's the matter? Chang Kuan?" Wan Ling wondered. This person is the disciple who left behind before Wanqingyuan.

The disciples in the various courtyards of Tianyin Gate have the qualifications to choose to stay and leave, but after staying, they will be appointed to various positions.

This is Chang Kuan in front of him.

"The hospital...the head of the hospital! Outside...outside...!" Chang Kuan looked anxious and pointed at the door with anxiety.

"Outside!...out...out...something happened...!!!" He was so anxious that he couldn't finish talking.

"What's the matter?" Wan Ling frowned and asked.

"Yes...yes...yes...yes...opposite...!" Chang Kuan pointed out the door, and the more he wanted to say it, the more anxious he was.

"Noodle.... Noodle..."

puff.

Chang Kuan was pushed aside by another Yinmen disciple who rushed in from behind.

"You stutter and rush in for a fart? Get out!"

This strong disciple held his fist and saluted.

"The head of the hospital, the deputy head of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, is on the opposite Shanhe Tower. Senior Brother Yan Jiuhai of the Lishan school was injured by a mysterious man in black when he was eating. He is now said to have passed out. Now, it's at stake!"

"What!?" Wan Ling stood up in shock. Hua Rong paled, but she was not worried, but she was shocked.

Zhou Shun's expression on the side changed, and he stood up with a gloomy expression.

"Are you sure the news is true?" he asked in a deep voice.

"The words and sentences of the disciples are true. The deputy master can go and check on his own. There are already a lot of people around Shanhelou. It is said that Brother Yan previously killed the daughter of another person's innocence, and also killed the person, so others look for it. Come to seek revenge." The disciple said quickly.

"Let's go!" Zhou Shun jumped forward, lightly skimmed across the small hall, and disappeared into the eyes of everyone in a flash.

Wan Ling followed closely, unfolding his strength, speeding up, and leaving the small hall.

After that, the rest of the talents woke up like a dream, and quickly followed.