Jiang Xiaoliu arrived by car and was greeted by referee Zhang Jian who was waiting at the door.
"Brother Xiaoliu, I have been here to welcome you for a long time."
With a smile on his face, Zhang Jian stretched out his hand to shake hands with the smiling Jiang Xiaoliu.
Jiang Xiaoliu said that Brother Zhang had worked hard, and he felt that Zhang Jian was waiting for him at the gate of the Disarmament Committee, and he must have something to say.
As expected, Zhang Jian was exchanging pleasantries and took advantage of the handshake to hand Jiang Xiaoliu a note, then pointed to the inside of the Disarmament Committee as if nothing was wrong and invited Jiang Xiaoliu to enter.
Jiang Xiaoliu was not polite and walked into the Disarmament Committee with his chest held high and his head held high.
In the hall, Jiang Xiaoliu saw the test stone again, but this time the test stone was no longer black, but a red test stone two people high.
In front of the testing stone, there were several important members of the Disarmament Committee standing. Each of them had a serious expression, and they did not show any friendly smiles because Jiang Xiaoliu was the MVP of this Universiade.
Holding the note in hand, Jiang Xiaoliu told Zhang Jian, who was accompanying him in, that he wanted to go to the bathroom.
Zhang Jian pointed to the left side of the hall.
"Everyone, I'm really sorry. I'll go to WC first."
Jiang Xiaoliu slipped into the bathroom and unfolded the note sent by Zhang Jian, only to see that it read:
"There are executives above who question your performance, so they brought the highest-grade red test stone from the Supreme Court. They want to know whether you are a spiritual cultivator. Those important officials you see are all top referees.
People from the committee, Xiaoliu, be careful. If you really cheat, run away!"
Looking at the note handwritten by Zhang Jian, Jiang Xiaoliu was moved. He knew that Zhang Jian took a huge risk to issue the notice. Once discovered by those important officials, Zhang Jian would definitely not get any good results.
At the same time, this note also proved that Zhang Jian valued Jiang Xiaoliu!
"Brother Zhang, thank you."
Jiang Xiaoliu was grateful in his heart, and with a push of his hand, the note was instantly wiped out, not even the scraps were left.
Taking a few deep breaths, Jiang Xiaoliu scanned his body with his spiritual consciousness. The red and yellow light groups coexisted harmoniously and were lingering in the Dantian. From his own point of view, there was no alchemy energy in his body.
But these two groups of spiritual light made Jiang Xiaoliu a little worried. He was not sure whether the red test stone, which was two people tall, could detect the spiritual light in his body.
If Ling'er were here, she might be able to give good advice.
But the reality is that Linger is not around, so now Jiang Xiaoliu can only take a gamble!
He can't slip away. Once he slips away, the Supreme Discipline Committee will definitely find him cheating, and what will follow will be constant trouble.
First of all, the four gold medals won were cancelled, and Su Yunyan had to marry the eldest son of the Ye family against her will.
In addition, the one million bonus earned will also be clawed back, preventing Zeng Shunqing from having timely surgery.
If anything else happens, Sun Yuanyuan will be extremely disappointed. Jiang Xiaoliu cannot make Sun Yuanyuan sad anymore. Her father, Sun Chenggui, has not been heard from until now.
In the end, opponents from the competition will come to entangle them, or more fans will be angry and insulted. Maybe there will be extreme people who will hurt Sun Yuanyuan and Su Yunyan.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaoliu gritted his teeth and walked out of the bathroom.
He really has no choice!
When they came to the hall, one of the dignitaries was very imposing. He asked Jiang Xiaoliu with a sullen face to put his hands on the red test stone.
Several other important officials dispersed, showing a tendency to surround Jiang Xiaoliu in the center.
Jiang Xiaoliu did not hesitate. Now that he had made up his mind, he stepped forward and slapped his hands on the red test stone twice.
The moment he patted it with both hands, Jiang Xiaoliu quickly mobilized the yellow protective shield covering his skin and forced it into the bottom of his skin.
at the same time.
On the red test stone, a purple light shrouded down, wrapping Jiang Xiaoliu in it. Two seconds later, the test text was displayed on the test stone:
"Jiang Xiaoliu, who is about to turn 20 in three months. He is not a martial arts practitioner and has passed the test!"
call……
Zhang Jian, who was watching from the side, breathed out a sigh of relief.
He saw that Jiang Xiaoliu's dantian revealed by the test stone was completely dark, and even the suspected small gourd that appeared last time was gone.
"It seems that during the last test, there was indeed something wrong with the test stone."
Zhang Jian thought to himself, cupped his fists to several important members of the Disarmament Committee and said, "Dear leaders, Jiang Xiaoliu still passed the second test. He is not a warrior."
The dignitaries who surrounded Jiang Xiaoliu withdrew their siege, stood side by side, and looked into the room behind them.
I heard a deep voice coming from far and near: "Let Jiang Xiaoliu come in!"
"Yes, Mr. Zhong!"
Several important officials bowed and pointed their fingers behind each other, allowing Jiang Xiaoliu to enter.
Jiang Xiaoliu nodded to Zhang Jian, expressed his gratitude, and strode towards the back.
Even though Jiang Xiaoliu seemed calm, at the moment when the red test stone emitted purple light, he was actually so nervous that his heart beat faster, fearing that his secret would be revealed.
Fortunately, the spiritual light in Ling'er's gourd cannot be detected even by advanced test stones!
Jiang Xiaoliu walked along the long corridor for a while. There was a rickety old man in his seventies in front of him, who led Jiang Xiaoliu into a courtyard.
In the pavilion of the waterside pavilion in the courtyard, Zhong Wudi, dressed in a snow-white gown, was standing on the rockery. The breeze was blowing, and the white shirt was slightly swaying, making him look like an immortal.
"Jiang Xiaoliu, have you met Mr. Zhong!"
Jiang Xiaoliu politely bowed and clasped his fists. He had met Zhong Wudi in the cafeteria last time and knew that he was Qin Shishi's grandfather and the special honorary president of this Universiade.
Zhong Wudi said to sit down, but Jiang Xiaoliu felt a little embarrassed.
Because there are no seats in the pavilion at all. Apart from the rockery where Zhong Wudi is standing, there is only a small stream flowing around the pavilion.
The stream flows down from the rockery and flows into the water tank at the edge of the pavilion. The water tank is about ten centimeters wide. Due to the mist, Jiang Xiaoliu cannot see the depth of the water tank.
"sit!"
Zhong Wudi spoke one word again.
Jiang Xiaoliu felt sick of the cold. When he saw the seventy-year-old man sitting cross-legged outside the pavilion, Jiang Xiaoliu also sat down on the spot.
From where he was sitting, right on the edge of the water tank, Jiang Xiaoliu could even feel the mist surging under his butt.
Chilly!
"Good boy, you are really amazing."
Zhong Wudi saw Jiang Xiaoliu sitting as calm as a dog, and he said solemnly: "Even the advanced test stone can't detect that you are cheating!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaoliu's heart tightened, but his face remained calm and he said calmly: "I wonder what Mr. Zhong means? I have passed the test stone test of the Distribution Committee twice. The one who is clean will be clean."
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"A good sentence will make it clear itself."
Zhong Wudi's cold eyes settled on Jiang Xiaoliu's dantian. After observing for a while, he said coldly:
"What a cheating Jiang Xiaoliu, you don't seem to be a warrior, but in fact, there is a vast spiritual energy surging in your body. The red test stone cannot detect it, and even the high-level judges of the Supreme Judicial Committee can't detect it.
Less than that. Because your strength is already higher than theirs, equal to the first level of the second level of spiritual cultivation!"
After hearing these words, the expression of the old man sitting cross-legged changed drastically.
He is Zhong Wudi's loyal old servant named Zhong Kui. Despite his stooped figure, he is actually a truly strong man.
When Zhong Kui was thirty years old, he broke through the pinnacle of martial arts and entered the ranks of divine cultivators.
At this point, Zhong Kui became famous in the capital of the western state and challenged masters all over the western city, but he was soon defeated by Zhong Wudi, who had a higher level of cultivation.
From that moment on, Zhong Kui became Zhong Wudi's servant willingly.
Under Zhong Wudi's guidance, Zhong Kui spent twenty years and entered the second state of spiritual cultivation, the "Imitation Realm", at the age of 50.
In spiritual cultivation, the higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult and difficult it becomes.
Even though Zhong Kui studied and practiced diligently every day for 21 years, he still could not break through the first level of Imagination.
He is now 71 years old!
When Zhong Kui was so cultivated that his body was rickety, he suddenly heard that Jiang Xiaoliu, who was only 19 years old, was at the same level as himself. Zhong Kui was only sick if he could be calm!
Could it be that this old man, who has been practicing hard for forty-one years, has finally become lonely?
impossible!
It is absolutely impossible that Jiang Xiaoliu is so defiant!
The more Zhong Kui thought about it, the more frightened he became. Even his master Zhong Wudi was only a first-level mid-level body movement player at the age of nineteen.
As far as Zhong Kui knows, in the thousands of years of spiritual cultivation in the Wuzhou Kingdom, only one person has reached the second realm at the age of 19.
But that god-like person is currently the number one spiritual cultivator in Wuzhou Kingdom!
Why is this little kid Jiang Xiaoliu so strong!
So exciting!
What a bully!
"Master, it's impossible!"
Even though Zhong Kui didn't want to say anything, he couldn't help but feel the shock in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Jiang Xiaoliu is only nineteen years old, how can he be on the same level as me in spiritual cultivation? This old slave doesn't accept it, and I don't accept it!"
Jiang Xiaoliu frowned when he heard this. He turned to look at the old man sitting cross-legged over there. He didn't expect that the old man would be so excited.