Jiang family residence.

At the door, luxury cars gathered.

Inside the door, there were many guests, singing and dancing.

The aroma of wine, accompanied by the clinking of glasses and compliments, filled every corner of the house.

"Which idiot is this? How disgusting! You actually think that my sister's defeat of Yang Fantian is the result of the evil pen next to her? Oh, what the hell is that evil pen? Is he worthy of touching my sister?"

At the Jiang family dinner, Jiang Zhuang, who was drinking and bragging with everyone, suddenly heard his friend mention the comments under the video and couldn't help laughing.

"So, a needle can increase a person's strength a hundred times? How is that possible?"

"You wouldn't dare to shoot a movie like this!"

"What's more, I didn't see any silver needles!"

"That guy must have said this deliberately to spite our sister!"

The friends around him laughed and cheered, and they all agreed and praised him.

"This kind of ungrateful guy likes acid, right?"

Jiangzhuang sneered, turned his head and said to the housekeeper: "Send someone to check and find this person's IP to see if he is from Dadu! I want to come to settle accounts with him to see if he dares to talk about my sister.

Bad words!"

"Yes, Master!"

The butler nodded and immediately went to make arrangements.

"Young Master Jiang, I think you don't want it anymore? The person who left the message has a street address. He is on Baiyun Street, which seems to be close to the martial arts association. If he is from the association, he will get into trouble."

A friend advised me cautiously.

"What are you afraid of? My sister is a genius! Apart from the president of the Wushu Association, who dares not to give my sister face?"

Jiangzhuang didn't take it seriously at all. He raised his wine glass and said boldly: "Drink!"

"drink!"

At this time, the scene suddenly became boiling.

Jiang Meiqi, dressed in a formal dress, walked out surrounded by the Jiang family.

All the guests stood up.

"Miss Jiang is here!"

"How did you say it? Your name is Jiang Tianjiao!"

"Yes, yes, Jiang Tianjiao!"

"Congratulations to Jiang Tianjiao!"

"Congratulations to Jiang Tianjiao!"

Everyone raised their glasses and shouted.

"Thank you for your support, cheers!"

Jiang Meiqi said with a smile, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

"Everyone eat well and drink well!"

The atmosphere at the scene was warm.

But at this moment, the housekeeper suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"Sir, miss, the people from the Wushu Association are here!"

"Oh? Martial Arts Association?"

Jiang Meiqi's eyes suddenly lit up.

The Jiang family hurriedly greeted him.

However, President Zhou Zhenxing walked into the Jiang family gate with several people from the Wushu Association.

"Oh my god, how come President Zhou is here in person? We sometimes fail to welcome you from afar, but sometimes we fail to welcome you from afar!"

Jiang Nong looked surprised and quickly stepped forward to shake hands.

"There are only a few women among the top ten geniuses. Miss Jiang Meiqi has suddenly emerged and entered the genius list. As the president, how can I not come?"

Zhou Zhenxing smiled and looked at Jiang Meiqi, nodding repeatedly: "Young people are scary, Miss Jiang. You still need to work hard and try your best to climb higher. If you can squeeze into the top five, you can participate in the World Martial Arts Competition and win glory for the country!

"

"World Martial Arts Competition?"

Jiang Meiqi's breathing tightened.

This is the highest honor for a warrior from the Dragon Kingdom!

If she can reach this level, the Jiang family in Dadu will be able to leap to the top with her.

At that time, even the head of the family had to look at her Jiang Meiqi's face.

"President Zhou is so complimentary."

Jiang Meiqi smiled. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "President Zhou, if I participate in the World Martial Arts Competition, can I meet Lord Long?"

As these words fell to the ground, everyone around them looked at Jiang Meiqi.

Jiang Nong, Jiang Qingyuan and the others stared at Zhou Zhenxing with intense eyes.

Dragon Lord?

That is the martial arts legend of the Dragon Kingdom!

How many people worship it and how many people yearn for it?

Jiang Biesong also understood Jiang Meiqi's thoughts.

She not only wants to contact Long Jun, but also wants to have something happen with Long Jun.

If I could become the Dragon King's woman...

"The Jiang family is going to rise! The Jiang family is going to rise!"

Jiang Qingyuan's lips were trembling and his scalp was numb.

"Ahe, from now on, you must treat Meiqi with the highest courtesy, and you must never go against any of Meiqi's wishes. Do you understand?"

Jiang Biesong said hoarsely.

"Father, what do you mean..."

"Meiqi... will become the rising star of our Jiang family. From now on, the Jiang family will have to rely on her."

Jiang Biesong took a deep breath. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could only face the reality.

"I'm not very sure about this, maybe there is hope!"

Zhou Zhenxing was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Meiqi, it's too early to say this now. You must continue to work hard and strive to be among the top five in the Tianjiao List. Only then will you have the opportunity to participate in the World Martial Arts Competition and have the opportunity to contact the Dragon Lord. Don't be complacent and arrogant!"

Jiang Qingyuan came to his senses and said quickly.

"I see."

Jiang Meiqi smiled.

"Come on, President Zhou, please take a seat. Please take a seat. Let's sit down and talk."

Jiang Nong greeted quickly.

"Okay, okay, thank you very much."

Zhou Zhenxing said politely and followed Jiang Nong to his seat.

But at this moment, an old man next to Zhou Zhenxing suddenly walked up to Jiang Meiqi, took his mobile phone, pointed upward and said: "Miss Jiang, may I ask who this gentleman is?"

Jiang Meiqi was startled, and then she realized that the video she posted on the old man's screen was there, and the person she was pointing at was Jiang Yan!

"Who is the old gentleman?"

Jiang Meiqi frowned and asked.

"Oh, this is the oldest martial arts master in our martial arts association!"

Zhou Zhenxing smiled over there.

"I've met Master Wutong. This guy... I don't know him. He seems to be a resident of Tianshenju."

Jiang Meiqi frowned secretly and said perfunctorily.

"Yeah?"

Wu Tong stared at the video and watched it over and over again.

"Master Wutong, what's wrong?"
To be continued...