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Chapter 213 is so stubborn 19/20)(1/2)

Mr. Zhang's words suddenly caused the conference room to fall into silence.

Only Zhan Ling's words "Impossible" echoed in the air for a long time.

Chief Executive Fu looked thoughtful, and after a while, he said:

"It is not impossible for Mr. Zhang to say that, otherwise his skills would be unexplained.

Physical constitution can also be used as a reason for extraordinary talents, but such powerful skills can only be achieved over time.

And he is only nineteen years old.

If it is really confirmed that he has obtained the Martial Saint's Transmission, then the probability of him breaking through the Martial Saint in the future is ten times or a hundred times that of others, and he can even be recognized as a future Martial Saint.

So this matter is no longer something we can decide.

After the assessment is over today, I will report to the director directly and ask for instructions.

Similarly, starting today, all Jiang Shang's actions in the training camp must be in our vision.

Please understand that this is not a surveillance of him, but a protection of him.

In addition, he secretly increased his priority and increased protection.

Once others know that he has the martial saint's skills, it is hard to guarantee that he will not have bad intentions."

Some evil kung fu can use the human body's flesh, flesh, essence, and blood as firewood materials to train a large flesh and blood elixir, and the effect is comparable to that of the spiritual elixir.

If Jiang Shang’s situation spreads, some innate masters who are on the verge of life span will definitely fall into madness.

If Jiang Shang can use him to train a flesh-and-blood elixir, he will definitely increase his hope of breaking through to the Martial Saint.

As he said that, Chief Executive Fu looked at Zhan Ling and said in a deep voice:

"Director Zhan, I've been working hard these days. There are a lot of work in the Logistics Department that you need to stay for yourself to deal with."

Zhan Ling was stunned and then said furiously:

"Chairman Fu, do you doubt me?!"

"My grandfather is Venerable Feipeng, the Venerable of the Demon Suppression Division. He has made great contributions to the Demon Suppression Division. Do you doubt me now?!"

Chief Executive Fu was neither happy nor angry, but said lightly:

"The Venerable Feipeng is the Venerable Feipeng, you are you, and the two cannot be compared. Besides, before the incident was not completed, there were six people present, and no one could take the Dawn Cave Heaven."

"I'm not targeting someone, I'm just talking about the facts."

"If Director Zhan has no ghost in his heart, why would he be so angry?"

Zhan Ling was extremely angry.

But he endured it.

"Then let's do what Chief Executive Fu said."

Chief Fu is the nominal supreme official in the inner district, and everyone is under his control, so naturally he is also included.

If there is a real conflict, what can he do to him?

So what if you have a Martial Saint Grandpa?

His grandfather was not the only grandson, and he was also a venerable backer behind Master Fu, and even the director of the Supreme Commander of the Demon Suppression Department.

If he is really tough, Chief Fu is not worthy of him at all, and he can even slap him.

After all, being able to be the chief instructor of the inner district has absolutely first-class martial arts value.

Zhan Ling was so angry that he didn't dare to deal with the chief tutor, so he held a grudge against Jiang Shang.

If this kid hadn't been so lucky, how could he have been so insulted by Chief Fu?

Even though the two have no logical relationship.

But he just didn't feel happy about Jiang Shang.

But according to the combat power that Jiang Shang had just shown, he couldn't beat it.

In the end, I can only be incompetent and furious.

Zhan Ling, the most difficult one, has stopped, so naturally no other people have any objections, at least they have no objections on the surface.

Chief Executive Fu nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Watch the positive side, if Jiang Shang really obtained the Martial Saint's teaching skills, he would not be able to break through the Martial Saint in the future, but it would be much easier than others.

At that time, this is your credit to me. What is the significance of the existence of the Morning Light Training Camp? Isn’t it just to cultivate talents for the Demon Suppression Division?

Who is more talented than a martial saint?

At that time, you can be satisfied whether you want to be promoted or get meritorious resources.

Moreover, once Jiang Shang breaks through, you will be his commanders, and you will leave him with incense in the future.

This is a great favor that can protect and benefit future generations for two hundred years."

Master Fu paints a beautiful future for everyone.

Even Mei Mei, who was vaguely complaining about her niece being beaten by Jiang Shang, had her eyes lit up.

Her relationship with Jiang Shang is even deeper than what Chief Fu said.

When it comes to relationships, Jiang Shang also has to call her aunt.

Before, she wanted to complain to her family, saying that the most outstanding girl in the Mei family in a century was stunned.

Now it seems that he is worthy of being the most outstanding successor in a century, and his vision is poisonous!

She recognized this niece!

Thinking of this, Mei Mei slapped the table and said loudly:

"Editor Fu is right. Jiang Shang is from our training camp and is our junior. We must love and care for him.

Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should think more about your descendants.

So Master Fu, I applied to temporarily transfer to Jiang Shang as his personal assistant."

Seeing that Chief Executive Fu wanted to refuse, Mei Mei quickly responded:

"This is also my responsibility. As the intelligence officer of Morning Light Training Camp, I have the ability and responsibility to find out the truth of the matter for everyone."

This reason is open and righteous, so Master Fu could not refuse, so he had to reluctantly nod and agree.

"Yes, but you need to find another reason to not make Jiang Shang rebellious. This boy's adventure seems gentle, but I think he must be extremely arrogant in his heart.

He became a monk and joined our training camp again. If he aroused his rebellion, he might be with..."

He sighed and did not say that name.

"Anyway, you must be cautious and cautious. Even if you can't find anything, it doesn't matter. You can wait for the orders of your superiors."

Mei Mei smiled and said, "I understand, I am not a frigid child, and I will not make such low-level mistakes."

"Okay, then keep watching."

Chief Fu rubbed his eyebrows and looked a little tired.

Regarding Jiang Shang's appearance, he had joy and sorrow, but in general, joy is more than sorrow.

The emergence of a future Martial Saint, no matter what, has added a lot of money to his political capital.

"Well, we've talked for so long, why haven't he continued to the next level yet?"

Chief Prof Fu looked at the projection of the water curtain.

In the picture, Jiang Shang stood there in contemplation.

In front of him were two replicas that were exactly the same as him, and two replicas of Wang Dashou, who looked a little dazed.

But Jiang Shang did not take the initiative, and they seemed to be down and did not move any action.

a long time.

Jiang Shang suddenly tried a move, and paired the two replicas with one palm at a time, then quickly raised one hand and said loudly:

"Surrender!"

The water curtain image shattered.

Everyone looked at each other, and General Zheng asked first:

"Why did he surrender?"

"Maybe I think I can't beat it. This two-player mode is indeed a bit difficult. It's a burden to face two of you at the same time.

It’s better to surrender directly, and you can also avoid mental damage.”

The director of the gym analyzed.

“A very wise choice.”

"I also want to see what trump card he has? A high-level martial saint inheritance, is there just a few moves?"

Zhan Ling couldn't help but speak out, with a little sarcastic look.
To be continued...
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