Before Murong Hengfeng came here, he didn't think it was very difficult to invite his sister Murong Hanwei. Although she was forced to leave the house and go out on her own, the family did not completely ignore her. Many times
Pave her way forward through relationships.
Of course, these things all happened before she met Luo Lei. Ever since she met that bad boy, it was difficult for her to make meritorious deeds. Besides, the Secret Service is not an ordinary unit. Going through the back door would only lead to death.
Therefore, the things the Murong family did were, to put it bluntly, trivial and quite useless.
"I'm so angry!" Murong Hengfeng punched the wall with hatred on his face.
There is no family affection in the Murong family, only interests are eternal. He naturally attributed Murong Hanwei to this type of people.
In his opinion, Murong Hanwei was already successful and famous. Returning home to participate in the succession election was undoubtedly a way of returning home in glory. Who would give up such a good opportunity?
He really didn't understand his half-sister very well. If she was like that, why would she have run away from home in the first place?
Murong Hanwei and Murong Hengfeng have the same father. The only difference is that Murong Hengfeng is a direct descendant and Murong Hanwei is a concubine.
In the Murong family, the direct descendants and the common descendants enjoyed two completely different treatments. Especially when Murong Hongde announced that the common descendants also had the right to be heirs, the hostility between the direct descendants and the common descendants reached an unprecedented level.
If Murong Hanwei hadn't made a name for herself in the Secret Service, how would she have participated in such a big matter as choosing an heir?
Murong Hengfeng's father is not the most powerful in the family. If he can get the support of the Secret Service, he can be superior to several other brothers in this regard, so he sent his son Murong Hengfeng to lobby her.
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When he was young, only Murong Hengfeng could exchange a few words with Murong Hanwei, but later in the dispute between his concubine and his concubine, he stood on the opposite side of Murong Hanwei without thinking, and the little family affection he had when he was a child was wiped out.
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Murong Hanwei walked to the restaurant angrily, poured herself a glass of wine, drank two sips, and said to herself: "It's too late now that I think about my daughter! Murong Zhengxiong, please remember clearly, except for that little thing between us
Apart from the poor blood relationship, there is no other relationship!"
Thinking of what happened back then, Murong Hanwei couldn't help but crush the cup.
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On the first day of the martial arts competition, the referee group composed of twelve masters unanimously agreed to the plan proposed by Yang Fengzi. The young ancient warriors participating in the competition were divided into five different groups according to two levels and one stage.
Competition.
People below the second level of the earth class were not eligible to participate, and those over the age of twenty-six were also not eligible to participate. As a result, one-third of the hundreds of contestants were frightened.
Earth level three to ten are divided into four groups, and those with strength above Xuan level are in a separate group, for a total of five groups.
Groups are used as a unit to conduct a knockout round, the top three are selected, and then a comprehensive ranking is conducted. The winner of the lower-level group can challenge someone in the higher-level group. If he wins, the ranking will naturally jump forward.
The participants were mostly concentrated in the first two groups, accounting for more than 60% of the total number of people. By the time the fifth group came, there were only three people left. They didn't need the so-called knockout round at all, because they were already among the top three.
, what is needed is a round robin competition to select the first, second and third places.
In the Xuanjie group, apart from Wang Qing, one was from the Wudang sect and was a master of the fifth level of the Xuanjie. The other was from the Shaolin sect and was a lay disciple. I heard that he had just been promoted from the fifth level to the sixth level of the Xuanjie before coming to the conference.
Wang Qing has a level four Xuan level. Although she is the lowest among the three, she is also the youngest. Looking at the other two, Wudang disciples are already twenty-six years old and are almost excluded.
, Shaolin disciples are twenty-five years old, which is not too young!
Since there were only three players in the fifth group, their game was moved to the end and became the finale event.
There were many contestants, and more than a hundred games were played in one day, attracting a large number of people.
Thanks to Luo Lei's iron-blooded tactics in the opening ceremony, the first day of competition went very smoothly. Although many people were unwilling to fail, they all accepted this fact and no one dared to cause trouble.
The situation on the second day was similar to the first day, with a slightly more lively atmosphere.
On the third day, the top three from the previous four groups have emerged. There are many people challenging across groups. It’s just that these challengers lose more than they win. After all, they are two levels apart. How can they win?
There was more and more resentment, and one guy almost risked his life and finally won the cross-group challenge. Just when he was immersed in joy, the defeated person was dissatisfied and carried out a sneak attack, knocking the winner to the ground.
If something like this happened, Luo Lei would definitely take care of it. He jumped onto the ring and kicked the attacker to the ground. Before anyone had time to react, he had trampled his limbs and exploded.
He lost his temper.
Then, he also said: "For the sake of your master being the referee, I will spare your life!"
An old man sitting on the referee's bench was blowing his beard and staring, but there was nothing he could do. Who told him to sign the security regulations of the conference? The only thing he hated was that the apprentice didn't live up to expectations. If he loses, he loses. Is it true?
Can’t we even afford to lose this?
Finally, the old man had to thank Luo Lei for showing mercy and not directly killing his apprentice.
Those guys with evil intentions have become honest again.
Other members of the Secret Service are not vegetarians. Once they find that there is a quarrel and there is a possibility of intensification, they will immediately step forward to stop it. They dare not listen to dissuasion and directly drive out of the conference site.
Luo Lei himself did not expect that in every subsequent martial arts conference, the security and order work would be the same, and there would not be a single major accident. No matter how arrogant the ancient warriors who participated were outside, once they arrived at the venue, they all became honest.
No one dared to cause trouble. Over time, this practice formed a habit. Anyone who dared to cause trouble was tantamount to committing public outrage. Without the need for security personnel to come, the people around him would have already started fighting, making him regret his previous actions.
Finally, the most critical moment has arrived - the fifth round-robin competition begins. In the first game, Wang Qing versus a disciple of the Wudang Clan.
The disciple of the Wudang Sect dressed up as a Taoist priest and entered the ring early. It was obvious that he was eager to win this victory and make a name for himself and the sect.
As early as the first four groups of competitions, there were dedicated people responsible for poaching the Secret Service, and they had successfully touched the hearts of many people.
Although Luo Lei's approach was not approved by everyone, who wouldn't want to be able to do something awesome one day, especially in front of so many ancient martial arts seniors, so the Secret Service still has a certain appeal.
However, none of the three Xuan-level masters were interested in this. As for what the Wudang Sect disciples and Shaolin lay disciples thought, Luo Lei didn't know, but Wang Qing was the one who tried his best to stop her from joining the Secret Service.
In Luo Lei's own words, there are already two people in our family working for the Secret Service, there is no need to add another one.
Wang Qing was wearing a white training suit with a crane embroidered on her chest. She looked very smart. With her beautiful face, she had already become the focus of everyone's attention before she even stepped onto the ring.
There is no way, the people who can stand here are all hot-blooded young men, how could they not be interested in beautiful women!
However, they could only sigh with hope. Who made Wang Qing Luo Lei's girlfriend? Unless they wanted to die, who would dare to harass her!
Besides, she is an ancient warrior at the fourth level of the Mysterious Order. She alone can beat the crap out of more than 90% of the people here without Luo Lei's intervention.
"Qing'er, don't panic, he is not your opponent!" Luo Lei said, while helping Wang Qing straighten the collar and belt of his training uniform, and said: "Many times, level does not mean everything, just use the strategy we formulated before
, guaranteed to win!”
Wang Qing nodded and said confidently: "We will definitely win!"
Although this disciple of the Wudang Sect had never taken action, Luo Lei still deduced the tactics and moves he might use based on his brother's performance on the competition field, and made a countermeasure.
Wang Qing stepped onto the ring with light steps, without using any fancy moves. With her current strength, she didn't need to explain anything to others.
Only people like Luo Lei, who say they are calm but have never been calm in their hearts, would choose to fly into the ring. That is the best opportunity to show off.
Wudang, Tai Chi!
The two of them bowed to each other and asked for advice. The Wudang disciple put on a commonly used starting position in Tai Chi.
Wang Qingping raised her right arm, with her right hand palmed and level with her arm, and her left hand behind her back. Her two long legs wearing white exercise pants were as wide as her shoulders. Her posture was extremely beautiful.
The signature starting move of the White Crane Sect looks very ordinary when used by male disciples, but if used by a female disciple with an outstanding figure, it can achieve the effect of attracting people's attention invisibly.
"Mr. Wang, after the game is over, can you tell Qing'er not to use such a beautiful starting move next time? Look at the people below, they are all perverts!" Luo Lei said angrily.
Wang Shuichuan shrugged and hummed: "How do you change the moves passed down by your ancestors? You shouldn't be jealous. Those people are just addicted to it. Who dares to openly compete with you for Qing'er? I don't want him first.
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Luo Lei smiled bitterly and muttered: "I didn't say anything! Mr. Wang, if Qing'er gets the first place, what are the chances of you being elected as the leader of the martial arts alliance?"
Wang Shuichuan glanced at Yang Fengzi and Master Nianzheng, and whispered: "With these two here, I have no chance at all! I don't want to be the leader of the alliance. I will be satisfied if I can get a protector Dangdang!"
Luo Lei said, "You are so open-minded. The position of the right and left guardians is second only to the alliance leader. This means that only one of Master Yang Fengzi and Nianzheng has the opportunity to be the alliance leader, and the other has to be the guardian."