"What do you mean I'm not your opponent! How many times have you been able to beat me since you were a child?"
Qiu Die was unhappy.
If we compare background, the Qiu family really cannot compare with the Ye family.
But in terms of realm cultivation, Qiu Die is twenty-three years old, three years older than Ye Jiao, and has now reached the realm of inner strength!
With such strength, Ye Jiao, who is only twenty years old, how can she compare with herself?
"hehe……"
Ye Jiao did not explain. When the martial arts competition begins, Qiu Die will naturally realize his own strength.
"Xiaodie, you might have been lucky enough to defeat Miss Ye in the past, but you won't be able to in the future."
"What, Grandpa! Why are you talking to her and not helping your own granddaughter?"
Qiu Die said angrily.
"You'll know when the tournament starts."
Qiu Muyun did not explain.
At that moment, he felt the aura on Ye Jiao's body.
Because it only lasted a moment, he wasn't sure.
That is the aura of a transformation warrior!
Ye Jiao is only twenty years old. Even if she does not have the strength to transform, she must have achieved the inner strength!
And her level of cultivation will not be lower than that of her granddaughter.
"Is it because of Su Li?"
Thinking about it, Qiu Muyun gradually became shocked.
Ye Jiao should have received help from Su Li, so she was able to possess the power of transformation!
After all, this guy can even produce the entire Thousand Shadows Sword Technique. His relationship with Ye Jiao is so great. If he knew more advanced techniques, he would definitely not be stingy with Ye Jiao.
In this way, things gradually became clearer.
Well, after Qiu Die gained the first level foundation of Thousand Shadows Sword Technique, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
As a result, he suffered such humiliation.
Ye Jiao, right? She can just wait for herself!
Soon, the car arrived at Jiangcheng University.
Walking through the huge campus, we came to the deepest part of the college.
There is a towering stone gate here, with a sign on the outside saying that pedestrians are not allowed to enter.
This is the area of the Southern Wutong Branch.
Two inner strength warriors were guarding behind the stone gate.
They stopped the car and said, "Please park the car outside and show your ID."
"Oops!"
When the four of them got out of the car and were about to submit their documents and enter, Qiu Muyun stopped immediately.
He touched his trouser pockets and then remembered that all his documents were forgotten in the stranded car.
"Ah! Grandpa, why did you make such a stupid mistake! Our car has been consigned to the provincial capital for repair."
Qiu Die was a little broken.
No one can enter the venue until 10am.
At this time, if we rush on the road to chase the consignment truck, we may not be able to catch up.
Even if he catches up and returns to Jiangcheng University, it will probably be too late.
"Contact me immediately..."
"No need, old man, just use my ID to get in."
Su Li called Qiu Muyun to stop.
"Brother Su, even with the judges' certificates, you can only bring two people in. There are four of us here, not to mention you are not a judge."
Qiu Die smiled bitterly.
"Who said that? My brother-in-law is the judge! And it's a special kind. It doesn't matter if everyone from Jiangcheng University is brought in."
Ye Jiao introduced proudly.
"Ye Jiao! I'm not talking about you. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."
When Qiu Die mocked Ye Jiao, Su Li handed over his nameplate.
When the two guards saw him, their attitudes suddenly changed and they immediately bowed to him.
"Hello, Mr. Su! Dean Zhang and Deacon Li specially told us that your ID does not need to be reviewed. Please come in with your friends!"
"Click..."
Qiu Die was stunned.
Is this okay?
She knew very well how strict the system of the Wutong Yuan was, even for a powerful person like her grandfather.
It was impossible for him to enter directly.
"Did you see that? My brother-in-law's identity is beyond your imagination."
"Hurry up and follow me. I'm already looking forward to meeting you at the martial arts tournament, so that I can defeat you in an honest way."
Ye Jiao urged.
"you!"
"Xiaodie, don't be rude! Why don't you thank Xiaosu quickly?"
"Well, thank you Brother Su for your help. We have benefited from you again."
Su Li smiled and shook his head: "We are all our own people, and we should help each other. Come in quickly."
"Okay!"
Qiu Muyun took a few sneak glances at Su Li's nameplate.
It's definitely the same as mine, but it's different.
Qiu Die was also quite embarrassed. When she first met Su Li, she even spoke out against him and laughed at him many times, especially the fact that he had the invitation letter.
I didn’t expect to be slapped in the face today.
His invitation letter is obviously much better than grandpa's.
After entering the interior, there were two beautiful waitresses who took Su Li and others to the venue.
Ten minutes later, everyone arrived at a huge circular arena.
The building is surrounded by four layers and can accommodate two to three thousand people.
A lot of people have gathered in the venue, and seven or eight of them formed a group to discuss.
It is obvious that the players participating in the tournament all wear uniform nameplates.
Mr. Su!
Just as Su Li and others were looking around the scene, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe rushed over in a hurry.
"It's Vice President Zhang!"
Zhang Ye recognized this person immediately.
Although Zhang Ye is the vice president of the southern region of the Wutong branch, he often goes to Kyoto or Shanghai to participate in activities.
So many people know him.
"Well, Mr. Qiu is here too."
After saying polite words, Zhang Ye quickly greeted Su Li warmly.
"Mr. Su, you arrived very early. There is still about an hour before the conference starts. I will take you to the backyard to rest and taste the snow tea that I personally picked in Tianshan Mountain."
"Okay, just lead the way."
Su Li stood with his hands behind his hands. Facing the deputy dean, his response seemed calm and indifferent.
This frightened Qiu Muyun and Qiu Die.
Who is Zhang Ye? He is the vice-president of the Wutong Yuan. He will take the position in two years and become the orthodox southern branch dean. If he is promoted in the future, he can directly go to the headquarters to serve as an elder or a higher-level position.
Qiu Muyun's background status is completely incomparable to Zhang Ye's.
As a result, such a person who even he needed to respect entertained Su Li like this.
They followed Su Li to drink tea until half past ten, and then everyone came to the arena.
At this time, there were at least a thousand people sitting in the arena!
There were only a few seats at the judges' table that were not filled.
As Zhang Ye appeared, the shouting at the scene stopped.
"Dean Zhang, everyone is waiting for you."
"Dean Zhang, I'm waiting for you to announce the rules and start the competition."
…
"Okay, I'll let you guys wait and take your seats first."
After Zhang Ye responded, he sat in the middle of the podium.
Su Li was sitting next to him.
When he sat down, there was a commotion in the place.
"Hold the grass! Who is that young man? He is actually sitting on the rostrum!"
"Joining the rostrum with Dean Zhang? Only elders from the Wutongyuan headquarters are qualified to sit on it!"
Su Li's appearance made people excited.
After all, that location is really conspicuous.
The rostrum is different from the judges' bench. It is a separate row with only eight seats. Including Su Li and Zhang Ye, there are only five people on the rostrum.
The other three are elders from the Wutong General Academy. They are all in their sixties and have silver hair.
Therefore, Su Li took his seat and caused a commotion.
"Dean Zhang, that friend next to you is very unfamiliar, isn't he? Is he a newly promoted elder from the Military Academy?"
"Yes, let me introduce it to you."
"He is young and has no aura of martial arts in his body. Could he be a descendant of a powerful person from the Martial Arts Council?"
"Ahaha..."
The people at the judges' table were very unhappy with Su Li sitting in that seat.
There is no one in this group of people who is not a strong person in Transformation Realm.
Raising his hand can shatter the sky and shatter the earth. Su Li, an ordinary person, dares to sit on top of them? Who would be convinced?
Even Qiu Muyun couldn't understand it.
Even if Su Li knows many secret scriptures, he shouldn't be sitting in that position without absolute strength.
Not even if he is the son of the great elder of the Wutong Academy.
Su Li did not respond to everyone's teasing and probing, and sat on the chair with peace of mind, sipping tea by himself.
"Everyone, please be patient. Let me introduce you to him. His name is Su Li. It is no accident that I arranged for him to sit on the podium this time."
Zhang Ye explained: "Mr. Su's understanding of martial arts exceeds that of everyone present. He is a distinguished guest that Deacon Li and I personally invited."
"Oh, it turns out that Dean Zhang has a small seat. No wonder I said how dare an ordinary ant sit on the rostrum."
"Elder Mo, what you said is a bit too much."
Zhang Ye looked at an old man in black robes, who was playing with three small black balls with his withered hands.
This person is the key figure that everyone in the Wutong Yuan needs to pay attention to today, the representative of the demonic family in Hong Kong City, Mo Langtian!
"Whether it's excessive or not, I believe everyone can see it. Is it your fault, Dean Zhang, for not thinking well enough?"
Mo Langtian lifted up his robe and revealed his true face. He looked like a man in his forties.
However, his aura was very dark, and both sides of his cheeks were deeply sunken, making people look creepy.
"Elder Mo is absolutely right. On such a serious occasion, let a young boy sit on the rostrum?"
"Dean Zhang, what Wu Tongyuan pays attention to is to convince people with virtue. Your arrangement today doesn't seem to be convincing."
"Dean Zhang, don't let this kind of ant with no sense of martial arts stay here."
…
People didn't have a good impression of demonic warriors like Mo Langtian, but his words were very reasonable and resonated with everyone.
We are all highly powerful warriors, yet we are going to be trampled under the feet of an ordinary ant?
How embarrassing it would be if word got out.
"I think there's nothing wrong with Mr. Su sitting there. Didn't you listen carefully to what Dean Zhang said just now? Mr. Su's understanding of martial arts exceeds that of everyone present."
Su Li was a benefactor of the Qiu family. Qiu Muyun couldn't sit still and stood up to support Su Li.
"Oh? Isn't this Mr. Qiu? If your father Qiu Lie was still alive, it would be okay for him to say this, but you..."
Mo Langtian ruthlessly mocked: "You are not qualified to represent everyone yet!"
"you!"
Qiu Muyun glared at Mo Langtian, but the other person's aura was released, and the power of the peak transformation realm almost made him suffocate.
"What a powerful aura! You have reached the level of a half-step master!"