Medical Sovereign

Although Xiahou's punch was amazing, what surprised him even more was his brother-in-law's terrifying speed.

Ghost, it’s really like a ghost, just a blink of an eye, brother-in-law suddenly disappeared, and before he blinked, brother-in-law came back again, if he didn’t see Xiahou suddenly appearing beside his brother-in-law, he would have thought that brother-in-law had never been there moved it.

Murong Yixiao's heart was thumping, as if he had returned to that night in Ninghai, looking at the back of that god-like demon who killed the world, the shocking phantom of the huge Buddha statue, and the horrific and terrifying power. It is deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, making him tremble, worship, and admire.

"Brother-in-law!"

Murong laughed out loud, his dry voice startled him.

"What's the matter? Smile."

Ding Ning actually didn't like Murong Yixiao before, and thought he was a brainless playboy, but since he learned that he was scalded by protecting his sister from the hot water pot, his impression of him changed greatly, and he recognized this from the bottom of his heart. Not a bad brother-in-law.

"I...I want to become stronger, sister...brother-in-law, you...can you accept me as a disciple?"

Murong Yixiao stammered and said, I don't know why, his mood is unprecedentedly tense at this moment, his eyes are full of anticipation.

He was once a young man, longing for a life of fighting against the rivers and lakes alone with a sword, fighting for righteousness, and loving kindness and hatred, but he was still unable to break through the family skills, which made him farther and farther away from the dream of the rivers and lakes, until it was nowhere in sight. .

He has also seen several martial arts conferences, and he has admired those so-called masters, but so many martial arts conferences are far less than this one, which shocked and impacted his heart like never before. The extinguished martial arts dream rekindled the flame of hope.

The violent and direct Langdong, the cruel and vicious Langbei, and Xiahou who perfectly interpreted what power and beauty are, all moved him deeply and made him worship and admire them. Compared with them, those who have participated in the martial arts conference in the past Those martial artists are simply children who are playing house games, and they are not worth mentioning at all.

He originally planned to ask his brother-in-law to let him worship one of them as a teacher even if he was a stalker, because in his perception, any one of the three of them is better than his brother-in-law, and the brother-in-law only made them obey because of his good family background That's all.

But it wasn't until the moment just now, when Ding Ning showed off his incomparable ghostly speed, that he suddenly realized that he was wrong. It turned out that the real strongest master was actually his brother-in-law.

He doesn't understand advanced martial arts,

But he understood very well that the only thing that can't be broken in martial arts in the world is speed, and his brother-in-law has a terrifying speed that cannot be detected by the naked eye, so one can imagine how powerful his skills are.

Ding Ning didn't answer, but cast his eyes on Murong Yanran, after all, Yixiao is her younger brother, he can't do it for him, and make Yanran unhappy.

Murong Yanran was a little hesitant. After all, she always thought that although Ding Ning could help others improve their cultivation, he would definitely pay a huge price, which made her a bit in a dilemma.

Murong smiled and looked at his sister beggingly, and played the card of bitterness: "Sister, you don't have to stay in the family, but I still want to live here, that vicious mother and son may attack me at any time, don't you just have the heart to do it?" Did you see your only younger brother being murdered by them?"

"Okay, don't sell yourself here, it's impossible to accept disciples."

Ding Ning refused Murong Yixiao's request to be a teacher without knowing whether to laugh or cry, and his face instantly turned deathly gray, with a pitiful appearance that he had nothing to love.

"After all, you are my brother-in-law, how can I accept you as an apprentice, isn't that a junior?"

Ding Ning made a surprise turn of events, turning Murong Yixiao from grief to joy in an instant, his eyes widened in disbelief, his heart started beating wildly, and he stammered, "Brother-in-law, are you willing to teach me?"

Wen Rourou gave Ding Ning a big white eye, with a look of disdain on his face, inferior? Do you still care about juniors? Didn't my apprentice also get into bed with you, and I didn't see you mentioning the younger generation.

Why didn't the girls know the meaning of being gentle and soft, so they couldn't help covering their mouths and chuckling, causing Ding Ning to scratch his head in embarrassment, coughed dryly without looking sideways, and tried to put on the majesty that a brother-in-law should have: "Ahem, what, Brother-in-law can at most help you improve your cultivation level, as for martial arts and agility, your Murong family has all of them ready-made, and they are all top-notch martial arts, so you don't need me to meddle in other things."

"Improve the realm of cultivation?"

Murong murmured with a confused face, he had never cultivated well, and he knew nothing about martial arts levels, how could he know what is the state of cultivation.

Ding Ning patted his forehead speechlessly: "Hey, it's another little white cultivator, Yan Ran, you are responsible for explaining to him."

Murong Yanran's eyes fluttered, she pulled her younger brother and poked him on the forehead: "That person made you practice hard and learn the common sense of cultivation, but you never take it to heart, you still want to become a master like this .”

"Sister, can't I be wrong? Please tell me."

With a smile, Murong began to pester her sister in a coquettish and cute way, and the siblings began to communicate in a low voice.

Ding Ning calmed down for a rare moment, and once again focused on the ring.

This time, the last great master-level powerhouse was completely frightened out of his wits, despite the threats and temptations of the Seventh Prince, he was unwilling to come on stage again, which made the Seventh Prince lose face and became furious.

Ling Yun sneered and said: "What? It's just a little bit of courage, our Qingyun security personnel let you choose to be your opponent, don't you dare?"

The current score is two to one. This match must be lost to the Seventh Prince's Mansion. Otherwise, three wins out of five rounds, and three victories, there is no need to compete again. Even if the Seventh Prince signed a life-and-death contract, he might break the contract. Ling Yun Naturally, he would not be given a chance to repent.

"Are you serious?"

The eyes of the last great master, Muren, lit up when he heard the words, and he became energetic immediately.

Although they belong to different princes, but this time they are here to help Seven Princes win the representation of the underground forces in Ninghai; second, they want to win a few places to enter the secret realm of Tongtian at the World Warrior Conference.

The seven princes, including Tian Khan, are self-willed, cruel and violent, and cannot tolerate any failure. If this mission cannot be completed, Muren will end up with his cultivation destroyed even if he does not die.

Seeing that Qingyun's security is outrageous, and there is no hope of completing the mission, Muren is already ready to lurk back and take his family to the end of the world, but he didn't expect Lingyun to be so arrogant and give them a free choice right.

This made him and the Seventh Prince see the hope of turning defeat into victory. As long as Muren can win this match, it will be a two-to-two tie, and the victory is basically established.

From their point of view, the Seventh Prince will win the battle against Ling Yun without any doubt, so as long as Muren can win this crucial victory, they will surely win.

Faced with the temptation to turn defeat into victory, they couldn't care less about their face. Muren carefully selected opponents up and down, left, right, left, and right.

Langdong, Langbei, or Xiahou all made him feel deeply intimidated, but among so many people in Qingyun Security, there are still many girls who wear sunglasses and look beautiful. He doesn't believe that even a girl is a master-level strong By.

Therefore, Muren shamelessly targeted a woman, a girl who seemed to be in a very young grade: "I choose him."

"It's too shameless to choose a little girl."

"How old is that little girl, fifteen or sixteen at most?"

"Yes, it is said that the prairie barbarian considers himself a warrior, but I didn't expect this barbarian to be so brazen."

"Shameless, really shameless, it's fine to pick a woman as an opponent, and even pick a little girl, it's really a dog jumping over the wall."

"Hey, now Qingyun's security is in danger, no wonder others, I can only blame Master Yun for being too careless."

"Yeah, this is a great situation, why bother."

"I'm getting carried away. Although that prairie barbarian is shameless, it's reasonable for him to choose a soft persimmon. We can't say anything. At most, we will be scolded a few times and we can't lose a piece of meat."

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The people present immediately exploded, and the people who were filled with righteous indignation cursed loudly. After all, people in the Jianghu are shameless. It is already shameless for a man to pick a woman as an opponent. This guy even picked an underage girl, which is simply too shameless up.

Fan Miaomiao is the youngest of the three Catgirl sisters. Although she has lived for hundreds of years, even though she has matured a lot after being nourished by Ding Ning, she still looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, completely underage look like.

Although Miao Miao also had a late-stage cultivation in the Divine Martial Realm, she had never fought before. Seeing that Muren had chosen her, she panicked for no reason, and looked at Ding Ning with big innocent eyes begging for help.

Muren couldn't bear that pitiful appearance, but the Seventh Prince secretly gave him a thumbs up, praising him for his good work, so what if he is shameless, as long as he can win, he doesn't need to worry about tricks.

Ling Yun was also a little flustered, how could she know that Muren would be so shameless, after all Miao Miao looks too small, how dare she let Miao Miao take risks, waved her hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, change someone."

"What? Tangtang Master Yun immediately regretted what he said in public. Do you really think that so many martial arts comrades present are just decorations?"

The Seventh Prince said in a strange way that Ling Yun was speechless, and secretly regretted that she had made a decision without authorization, but she couldn't help it. Ding Ning was entangled by Murong Yixiao just now, and she didn't give her any hints at all. Anyway, this round She wanted to lose on purpose, so she didn't take it seriously, and casually said something provocative.

"It doesn't matter, the big deal is to take the initiative to admit defeat."

Ding Ning was quite calm. He knew that Miao Miao was not invincible to Muren, but timid because she had never fought before. With her blood strength and cultivation level, even if she stood there and let Muren fight, she might not be able to break through her defense. .

"That's right, why did I forget, just admit defeat in this match."

It was only then that Ling Yun suddenly realized, and secretly scolded himself for being dizzy, why didn't he think of admitting defeat directly, anyway, he intended to lose on purpose.

"Hahaha, it's better to admit defeat, lest such a beautiful and lovely little girl be chopped into a bloody corpse, it will appear how cruel we are."

The seventh prince said with a smile on his face, and started to use the aggressive method again. He hated in his heart, two of the four great masters died and one was disabled.

Of course, if he directly admits defeat, he has nothing to do. Although he can't relieve his hatred, as long as he can win the final victory, other things can be ignored.

"Which one we consider..."

Ling Yun couldn't see what the Seventh Prince was thinking, so he decisively raised his hand ready to admit defeat.

"Wait, I... I want to try it, can I?"

Miao Miao suddenly interrupted Ling Yun, looked at Ding Ning timidly, biting her lip as if pleading.

It's not that she couldn't stand the excitement and asked to fight, but the living environment of the three sisters from childhood destined them to have a strong sense of crisis. Now the three sisters follow Ding Ning, and Ding Ning is their reliance and future.