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Chapter 39 The Four Great Martial Arts Holy Lands

There were mixed looks in the audience, and many people were stunned.

Dongfang Weishuo and other people from Wanbao Trading Company were also secretly watching.

Dongfang Ling'er's eyes also fell on Du Shaoling from beginning to end.

"Sister Wanqing."

But when leaving, Du Shaoling reached Du Wanqing behind the crowd, bowed his head and said hello, and finally left.

"Young people are fooling around and making you laugh."

An elder of the Du family spoke up to resolve the embarrassment.

Dongfang Weishuo's expression returned to normal, he smiled slightly and said: "The young people of the Du family are very warlike, and they all have a good temperament!"

"Senior Sister Wanqing."

At this moment, Dongfang Ling'er spoke softly, and when she saw Du Wanqing behind the Du family crowd, she smiled heartily, and immediately hurried to Du Wanqing's side.

"I heard you were coming, so I came to pick you up."

Du Wanqing also smiled slightly. At this moment, the two of them were standing together. They had the same appearance that would captivate the country, but their beauty and temperament were different.

"It's because you're here that I came."

Dongfang Ling'er enthusiastically took Du Wanqing's arm and said, "I will live with you for the next few days, and you will take me for a walk around the deserted city."

"No problem." Du Wanqing smiled.

At this moment, the surrounding Du family disciples were all stunned. They did not expect that Dongfang Ling'er was so familiar with Du Wanqing.

"Senior sister... Could it be that Dongfang Ling'er is also a disciple of Qingyun Sect."

Many disciples of the Du family suddenly realized that the Qingyun Sect was one of the most powerful forces in the world and one of the four major martial arts holy places in the world. If you could become a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, you would be destined to become a strong person, and the Du family was destined to become a strong one.

Du Wanqing became a disciple of Qingyun Sect.

The lady from the dignified Wanbao Trading Company is a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. If you think about it, this seems normal.

"Elder, it's fine for me and Senior Sister Wanqing to live together."

Dongfang Zing'er's voice was clear and clear, like the clear call of an oriole. After saying hello to Dongfang Weishuo, it left with Du Wanqing.

Accompanied by the Du family elders, a team from Wanbao Trading Company was also invited into the Du family.

The young lady from Wanbao Trading Company is actually a fellow disciple and sister of Du Wanqing. This makes the elders of the Du family secretly happy. With such a relationship, the business that the Du family and Wanbao Trading Company are going to discuss this time will

It is already more than half successful.

In the square outside Du's house.

Xue Yufeng's face was still extremely gloomy. Everything today was beyond her expectation. The bloodied nephew on the ground made her eyes tremble with chills.

………………

When Du Shaoling returned to his courtyard, it was already dark.

Up to this moment, Du Xiyue's legs were still a little weak.

Du Xiyue also realized that when he went out, Du Shaoling picked up a brick in the courtyard and hid it in his sleeve.

"Young master and young master, are you hungry? I will go to the kitchen to get you something to eat."

Back in the courtyard, Du Junlin was also there.

And thinking of Xue Daiwan's bloody scene, Du Xiyue couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But standing beside the young master, I felt a sense of security for no reason.

"Go apply the medicine first, I'm not hungry yet."

Du Shaoling said to Du Xiyue, his eyes could not refuse.

"I understand, Master."

Looking at Du Shaoling's eyes, Du Xiyue nodded and left immediately.

"Is there anyone from Wanbao Trading Company? How pretty is Miss Dongfang?"

The night was like water, and Du Junlin stretched out in his wheelchair, as if he had just woken up, looking sleepy.

"It's okay, but I didn't look carefully."

Du Shaoling did not look carefully. Now he was thinking about the Du family competition tomorrow. However, he also noticed that Dongfang Ling'er from Wanbao Trading Company did have a good appearance. If he was placed in the place where he came from in his previous life, he would look like that.

If there is a live broadcast, I don’t know how many people will flock to the live broadcast room.

Tomorrow's competition will feature not only Du Chenyang, but also Du Chenxing.

His young age does not mean that Du Shaoling will really be careless. After all, he only lives once.

"Is it possible for a fifth-level warrior to defeat a ninth-level warrior?"

Du Shaoling hesitated for a while and asked Du Junlin, knowing that his father seemed to have been a genius-level warrior when he was young.

His physical body plus the Wind and Thunder Jinghong Step, which equals speed and physical strength, are advantages, but Du Shaoling doesn't know whether this advantage can span from fifth-level warrior to ninth-level warrior. The old man Lao Tu said it very generally.

Moreover, he has never had any real combat experience, which makes Du Shaoling a little unsure.

"Nothing in the world is absolute. It is not necessarily impossible for a fifth-level warrior to defeat a ninth-level warrior, but it is very difficult, very difficult!"

Du Junlin raised his head slightly, and his eyes in the gap in his hair flickered a little in the night. He seemed to be hesitant, and then continued to say to Du Shaoling: "Every nine small levels in the big realm, every improvement in cultivation level.

It’s a level, it’s a transformation. Only when the nine transformations are complete can we go one step further.”

"Under normal circumstances, there is a huge gap between an eighth-level warrior and a ninth-level warrior. Generally speaking, when a fifth-level warrior meets a ninth-level warrior, it is better to escape as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Du Shaoling looked carefully, was there such a big difference?

Looking at Du Shaoling with a faint look, Du Junlin continued: "But don't be too discouraged. I just said that nothing is absolute."

Du Shaoling exhaled a long breath of turbid air from his belly and narrowed his eyes.

According to what Lao Tu and Dad said, in the battle with Du Chenyang tomorrow, he would not just be at the mercy of others.

"Are you going to participate in the Du family competition tomorrow?"

Although Du Junlin was not out of the hospital, he seemed to know everything.

"Um!"

Du Shaoling nodded.

"Then be careful yourself."

Du Junlin said nothing, picked up the wine gourd, raised his head and poured a sip into his mouth.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly kicked open and someone broke in.

There is a man and a woman, the man is in his fifties, but the woman still retains her charm, it is Xue Yufeng.

The man is from Xue Yufeng's natal family, Xue family, and is also an elder brother of Xue Yufeng and the uncle of Xue Daiwan.

Du Junlin raised his eyes and sat up straighter in the wheelchair, recognizing the people of the Xue family.

Seeing Du Junlin, the middle-aged figure of the Xue family froze subconsciously and seemed a little afraid, but then his eyes turned to a mocking sneer.

"Hey, you're awake."

Xue Yufeng stepped forward with a smile on her face, thinking that Du Junlin was once extremely talented and outstanding, but now he is a useless person who can't even leave the house.

"What's up?"

Du Junlin asked.

"Of course there is something wrong. Your son injured my nephew and was ruthless. You must pay for this!"

Xue Yufeng got straight to the point with a sneer in her eyes. If it were this before, she would never have dared to speak to Du Junlin like this.

But now she doesn't pay attention to a useless person in a wheelchair.


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