Now that you have decided to fight against the Red Flower Club, then fight hard!
Beat them until they are scared, beat them until they are cowardly, beat them until they think of the Rongcheng Folklore Research Association, and can't help but tremble!
While Long Feicheng was washing his hands, Yan Shouyi and Wang Jixiang had already decided on the general direction.
He took a chance to smoke a cigarette in the bathroom. When he came out, he saw that the two of them were still thinking, so he pretended to be serious and said:
"I know this matter is very important and you can't make up your mind, so let me make this cruel decision!"
Wang Ji looked at Long Feicheng in surprise: "What are you talking about?"
"Ignore him, let's talk about business." Yan Shouyi sighed.
After the discussion just now, Yan Shouyi and Wang Ji went to have some new ideas.
The Folklore Research Association has just been established, and there are not many people who can be useful. If you want to kill Wu Tianfeng, you must bear the risk that one of your own members may also be killed.
If you want to eliminate this risk, you have to find another way to kill Wu Tianfeng.
Yan Shouyi proposed to set up an arena directly in the research association, and let the masters of the Red Flower Society come to challenge him. He would personally defend the arena. Once he got on the stage, he would not care about life or death.
Wu Tianfeng wants to suppress the Folklore Research Society so much that he will definitely come to the stage to compete with Yan Shou one by one. When Yan Shou kills Wu Tianfeng, it will be a matter of course. Chihua will be justified and the reputation of the Folklore Research Society will be improved.
The advantage of this is that others don't have to take risks for Yan Shouyi's decision, but the disadvantages also exist. The risk is that Yan Shouyi will have to bear huge pressure.
But Yan Shouyi will have to bear this kind of pressure sooner or later. As the president of the research association, if he is not strong enough, sooner or later he will be bullied to the point where he cannot hold his head up.
Fortunately, he has confidence in his own strength. After coming out of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, except for the super strong men of the older generation, the ordinary successors of folk sects are no match for him.
"After all, there are some risks in doing this...but it is the best way now." Wang Ji sighed.
"But there is another problem," Yan Shouyi said. "In this battle, one is to eliminate demons and defend Taoism. The other is to make the Folklore Research Association famous and regain the confidence of those who want to defect to us, so publicity is especially important.
important."
Long Feicheng listened for a while and quickly became involved.
He snapped his fingers, came over to pour himself tea, and said:
"This is simple, can I just start a live broadcast?"
Long Feicheng is the best at live broadcasting. When he joined the "Anti-Yanqiu Alliance Group" before, he broadcast live in the group several times.
Yan Shouyi's eyes lit up, this was a solution.
As soon as the live broadcast starts, descendants of folk sects from all over the world can see the live battle. As long as the Red Flower Society is defeated, the status of the Folklore Research Association will be immediately improved!
Other organizations that secretly want to hinder folklore research must also weigh their own strength.
But the premise of all this is that Yan Shouyi must win.
Once the news gets out, Yan Shouyi will have no way out.
"Old Wang, I will leave the afternoon letter and publicity matters to you. The time is set in seven days. During these seven days, I am going to have a good retreat." Yan Shouyi said with his eyes closed.
Wang Ji nodded: "You can rest assured and leave the rest to me."
"Don't worry about the publicity. I will also take more care of Tian Jue'er and Sister Zhuge." Long Feicheng immediately lost his sense of presence.
Yan Shouyi and Wang Jixiang glanced at Long Feicheng at the same time.
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One day later, Wu Tianfeng, who lived in the financial building, received a letter of challenge from the Folklore Research Society.
Seven days later, the Folklore Research Association will set up an arena. Any dissatisfaction of the Red Flower Association will be resolved in the arena. At that time, the president, Yan Shouyi, will personally fight. There will only be three games, no matter life or death!
If the Red Flower Society loses, they will never be able to set foot in Jianzhou Province!
"How unreasonable, extremely arrogant!"
Protector Zuo was so angry that his mouth twisted after reading the content of the war letter.
As the aloof Red Flower Society, the right guardian was killed last night and Tian Jue'er was robbed. Now the research society has sent a letter of challenge. They simply don't take them seriously!
Wu Tianfeng was sitting on the sofa, with a keen interest on his face and a playful smile on his face.
"Interesting! Interesting!" Wu Tianfeng laughed, "I was worried about how to step on Yan Shouyi, and this guy showed up to my door by himself!"
As the young master of the Red Flower Society, Wu Tianfeng has a twisted and perverted vanity in his heart.
When he learned that Yan Shouyi participated in the Luotian Jiao and almost became the next Heavenly Master, Wu Tianfeng was so angry that he jumped up.
He believed that he was the son of fate, and Yan Shouyi took away all the aura that should have belonged to him.
This time Yan Shouyi sets up the arena. If he can defeat Yan Shouyi, he will be stepping on Yan Shouyi's head.
By then everyone in the world will know that Yan Shouyi almost succeeded to the position of Heavenly Master, but Wu Tianfeng trampled Yan Shouyi under his feet!
The real chosen one is Wu Tianfeng!
Guardian Zuo looked at the growing young master and said with a little worry:
"Young Master, Yan Shouyi said that he would set up an arena to fight three battles, but he didn't name you to participate. To be on the safe side, you'd better not fight."
There are many masters in the Red Flower Club, and no matter how powerful Yan Shouyi is, he will definitely lose in three consecutive battles.
However, Wu Tianfeng slapped Protector Zuo directly and angrily said:
"Are you teaching me how to do something?!"
"I don't dare!" Protector Zuo received a slap in the face, but he didn't even dare to fart.
Wu Tianfeng sneered and said: "My skills have not been in vain over the years. The younger generation has few rivals. Except for Yu Luming who is now in Longhu Mountain, I don't take anyone else seriously! A mere Yan Shouyi..."
Protector Zuo lowered his head and said nothing. He had given advice out of concern for Wu Tianfeng's safety.
But he also knew in his heart that his extremely arrogant young master did possess considerable strength.
Wu Tianfeng thought for a moment and said to Protector Zuo:
"Inform the General Assembly and send over the guy locked up in the Octagonal Well. Seven days later, you, Zuo Zuo, will take the lead. In the second game, that guy will take action. In this last game, I will personally take the stage!"
In the end, it’s not the last game...
Protector Zuo cursed in his heart, understanding that Wu Tianfeng was just arrogant, not mentally retarded.
In the first two games, he will test Yan Shouyi's strength. In the last game, he will go on stage in person and defeat Yan Shouyi in front of everyone.
Yan Shouyi was able to kill the right protector, which shows that his strength cannot be underestimated.
However, the one in the Bajiaojing is even more terrifying!
Guardian Zuo thought that Yan Shouyi might have died in that man's hands in the second game, and the young master who couldn't show off would inevitably lose his temper and hit someone.