Under One Person: Beginning of the Wang Family Young Master

After getting acquainted, Wang Quan and Zhuge Qing separated.

Just as he was looking for his second son, a young man with red hair came into view.

"I heard that my brother was crippled by you, can you return his dragon-pecking cone?"

"Oh, it's been a while, Lao Jia, what did you say? You want to get the dragon-pecking cone back? No, this is your brother's life-saving money."

As he said that, Wang Quan took out the dragon-pecking cone in front of him and played with it casually.

Jia Zhengliang was not angry either, "Although he is my brother, he deserves to offend you, but..."

"Stop, are you tired of talking? Wouldn't it be over if you just said it directly?" Wang Quan said "tsk", and his eyes began to scan the crowd again.

"Okay, see you at the conference." Jia Zhengliang was relieved after leaving a harsh word that was not harsh at all.

Wang Quan also happened to find his second son.

Not to mention, Wang Bing, who had been strictly educated by him, was not annoying at all at this time, but rather a little familiar.

Look, he started chatting with the most well-informed guy among the younger generation.

"Oh, this is Feilong, you really eat wherever you go." Wang Quan walked over with a swaying step.

In addition to Canglong, Lu Linglong, Bai Shixue, Zhi Jinhua and others were also there. A group of people gathered together and were fiddling with their mobile phones.

Without asking, you know that this group of people must have opened a market.

Seeing Wang Quan coming, Canglong raised his hand and greeted him: "Brother Quan."

Others followed suit, but Lu Linglong hooked her arm around Wang Quan's shoulder and whispered: "To be honest, I'll vote for you first, is that okay?"

Looking at the phone she handed over, Wang Quan raised his eyebrows, "Do you trust me so much?"

"Of course, you're the only one among the younger generation who has made Lingyu Zhenren suffer. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"

Lu Linglong looked serious. Seeing Wang Quan didn't speak, she frowned, put her hand to her mouth, and said: "I'll give you 30% of the profit."

"Only 30%?" Wang Quan smiled, and Lu Linglong trembled.

"Then..." Lu Linglong gritted her teeth and said viciously: "Then 50%!"

Without waiting for Wang Quan to speak again, Lu Linglong said: "This is my bottom line, and that's if your odds don't drop!"

"Okay." Wang Quan nodded decisively.

No-cost business, no profit, no profit.

Lu Linglong looked happy, turned around and looked at the others, and smiled sinisterly: "Everyone, I got the information, you..."

"100%!" Canglong spoke without hesitation, which really shocked the others.

Wang Quan also looked sideways.

He knew Canglong was a licker, but he didn't expect him to be so licking, not even wanting the free money, tut tut tut.

"Roar, roar, roar! Young people are full of energy. Seeing you, I feel like I've become younger myself."

A gentle voice came from the back of the crowd, it was the old Taoist priest.

With him were his junior brother Tian Jinzhong, several of the Ten Masters, and of course, old man Wang Ai was there too.

"Everyone, please wait. In addition to the routine sacrifice, this Luotian Grand Ceremony has always been an opportunity for us Qi-refining people to communicate."

"Of course, you are not here to sit down and talk about the mysteries of Taoism like us old people."

"I have also been through the age of vigor and vitality, I understand."

"So since everyone wants to learn from each other, I will not talk about it here, let's get started!"

As the old Tianshi finished speaking, a red box was placed in front, and a Taoist from Longhu Mountain stood beside it.

"Please come forward one by one and draw your own slip."

The heavenly stems correspond to different animals, and each animal corresponds to four people. If you draw the same animal, you will compete in the same game.

In each game, only one person can enter the next round.

It must be said that the first game is more of a test of luck. If the seeded players meet in the first round, it will be fun.

But I guess the Tianshi Mansion will not let this happen.

"Brother Quan, what did you draw?" Feng Xingtong and Zhang Chulan came over together.

They all wanted to see if they could run into this big devil. If they did, it would be the end of the game.

"Jia Qinglong."

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The first game ended with the Jia Hualu drawn by Feng Baobao.

The opponent was Jinmen Xiao Taoyuan, which Xu Si and Feng Baobao had taught them a lesson last year, and then locked the container and threw it into the sea.

So naturally, Feng Baobao won the first game.

In addition to Feng Baobao, Bai Shixue,

Zhi Jinhua and others also won one after another.

Some won calmly, such as Wang Quan, who slapped out with one slap, and the three of them were unlucky together.

Some won breathlessly, such as Xiao Xiao, who happened to meet someone who knew how to blow his breath, and it really took some effort.

There was basically nothing to watch in the consecutive games. To be honest, the only one to watch was Zhang Chulan, who made a very impressive debut and ended in a very unshakable manner.

Wang Quan almost went up to slap him.

Feng Shayan and her brother were stunned, and Wang Quan even stabbed him next to them.

"Tsk, did you hear that? Zhang Chulan wants to overthrow the president of the Tianxia Association, the Ten Lords, and all the strong men in the world."

"So, does he have a deep hatred with your father?"

After saying that, Wang Quan slipped away.

Strolling to the viewing platform of Bing Zhuque, Xu San and Xu Si had already arrived, and Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao were also called.

"Why, what's so attractive about this competition?" Zhang Chulan asked curiously.

"This competition is nothing, I asked you to come to see the end." Xu Si turned to look at Wang Quan, "It seems that you are also very concerned about Zhuge Qing's competition."

"No way, Brother Quan, you are so powerful, you still want to watch Zhuge Qing's competition?" Zhang Chulan reacted immediately.

He thought that no matter how strong the aliens were, they would just attack back and forth, and whoever was stronger and had more means would win. Now it seems that this is not the case.

Hearing his question, Wang Quan narrowed his eyes and sighed softly: "Zhang Chulan, let me tell you this."

"Zhuge Qing's competition is useless for laymen, and even more useless for insiders. This is Wu Hou Qimen."

Hearing his hasty answer, Xu San and Xu Si pondered for a long time, and finally nodded.

"That's really right."

While they were talking, the competition of B Green Snake ended, and C Vermillion Bird entered.

"Come on, what are you waiting for? Beat me, then you three can continue to compete."

Zhuge Qing went straight to the center of the venue and stood still, wearing a straight suit, with a coat draped over his shoulders, squinting his eyes, looking relaxed and casual.

The other three, one shook his head, one practiced the Golden Bell Cover, and one practiced the Fierce Wind Palm.

All of them are relatively common martial arts.

Let alone Wu Hou Qi Men, Wang Quan suspected that Zhuge Qing could beat these three with Bajiquan alone.