Medical Sovereign

Only then did Qi Sha grin, sit beside Ding Ning, put his arms around his shoulders, winked and gave a thumbs up: "Okay brother, Song Yufeng's old dog was thrown out by you, domineering."

"That guy made a fuss as soon as he came here, relying on his identity as the deputy general guard of the Habayashi guard to point fingers here, his nostrils are facing the sky, he really thinks that our country's Shifu is easy to bully, if I don't throw him, who will I throw it at?" .”

Ding Ning looked filled with righteous indignation, but secretly observed Qu Wuyou's reaction from the corner of his eye.

It's a pity that Qu Wuyou always had a smiling expression, looking around curiously like a bumpkin who has never seen the world, as if he didn't hear what he said, and didn't answer.

Ding Ning secretly slandered in his heart, what an old fox, this skill of nourishing qi is by no means built, and he doesn't connect to the tank at all.

The corners of Qi Sha's mouth twitched, he couldn't laugh or cry, this guy is really cunning enough, he never forgets to pull the tiger skin of Guoshifu as a banner.

Speechlessly patted him on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Master and I are going to leave later."

"What do you mean?"

Ding Ning was a little confused, he just left, didn't he come to support me?

"Master has expressed his attitude since he came here. It's fine if he just means it. Do you really expect Master to tear his face directly with Habayashi Wei?"

Qisha said speechlessly.

Ding Ning suddenly realized, as Qu Wuyou's national scholar, how could he stay here and fight against the juniors of Habayashi Wei? He can't afford to lose that person.

He took the trouble to go there himself, even if he didn't say a word, it showed the attitude of the National Scholars' Office, so that Habayashi Wei would not go too far, which was already the greatest support for him.

"Okay, I get it, but what's going on with Habayashi Wei?"

Ding Ning was moved in his heart, he accepted this love, but knowing oneself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles, the ghost knows what kind of moths will come out from the Habayashi Guard, he is really not afraid of tough ones, he is afraid that those guys will play tricks, frame him and detain him If it's a crime or something, it's annoying.

"Although Song Yufeng is unpopular, he is the deputy general guard of the Habayashi Guard after all. They must get back this face, so this time they dispatched a master of the Jiazi battalion to beat you to the ground in public. , get back this face."

Seven kills whispered in his ear: "But don't worry, he will never dare to do anything to you,

At most it is a lesson. "

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, and he slanted his Qisha. Why did he feel that this guy was gloating?

The Seven Kills were indeed gloating. Although Ding Ning took advantage of the reason this time, he really did not give Habayashi Wei any face. Even the three national scholars shook their heads and smiled wryly. They felt that Ding Ning had gone a little too far, and a little lesson should be taken for granted. .

After all, most people think that Guoshifu and Habayashi Wei are incompatible, only a few people such as Seven Kills know that the head of Habayashiwei is a member of Guoshifu, and hitting Habayashi in the face is not to give Guoshifu face ah.

Asking the masters of the Jiazi camp to teach Ding Ning a lesson and get back the face of the Habayashi Guard was also acquiesced by the Guoshifu. He was afraid that the master of the Jiazi camp would not know the severity, so Qu Wuyou specially brought the seven kills to go around , It is to let the master know it well, it is okay to teach Ding Ning, but don't be ignorant of the severity.

"Then what if I don't want to be taught a lesson?"

Looking at Qisha's suppressed gloating, Ding Ning felt very upset, and said angrily.

Qu Wuyou is no match for him right now, let alone a mere A-rank battalion master, he deserves to teach himself a lesson.

"As long as you have that ability, you can teach him a lesson the other way around."

Seven kills said with a smile that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, but he didn't think Ding Ning would be the opponent of the master of the Jiazi battalion. After all, the master was receiving hellish combat training every day.

In terms of actual combat effectiveness, even he might be willing to bow down.

"Oh, that's good, let's see how I beat him until he is full of teeth."

Ding Ning said something noncommittal.

He was just worried that it would be difficult for the Guoshifu to make things worse, so he asked one more question.

After all, people can't live for themselves. The current situation of Guoshifu is not very good, and he doesn't want to make Guoshifu make compromises because of himself.

If the National Scholars Office asked him to endure, he could only endure it. He would not fight back if he was beaten or scolded.

But now that Qisha has said that, he will naturally not be so angry with him anymore. It would be strange if he didn't beat up the masters of the Jiazi camp who didn't even know his mother.

Young and energetic, it's good to learn some lessons, lest he be too arrogant and suffer a lot in the future.

Qu Wuyou sighed inwardly, feeling that Ding Ning's current state of mind is a little too inflated. Although he appreciates Ding Ning's sharpness, but too hard is easy to break, and it may not be a bad thing to teach him a little lesson within the controllable range. There are benefits to growing up.

It's not surprising that Qu Wuyou thinks this way, after all, Ding Ning's soul has not recovered from the injury, and the aura in his body has been restrained, not leaking at all. Even he can't detect that Ding Ning's cultivation base is not weaker than his in the slightest. There is still more than that.

The master and apprentice didn't stay for too long, and after chatting with Ding Ning casually, they left with a large group of people cheering and embracing each other.

The Martial Artists Conference officially started right after that. Ding Ning politely declined the request of the three deputy bureau chiefs to let him speak a few words on stage, and sat on the main seat with his eyes closed as if in meditation.

Perhaps because they were really afraid of Ding Ning's simple and direct opening speech, the attitudes of the three deputy directors were not firm. After giving in to each other, Zhang Heping acted as the host on behalf of the organizer and was responsible for speaking on stage.

Gu Jianyang and Chu Ziqiao sat obediently beside Ding Ning, making close friends with him. It seems that these two deputy chiefs who have always been dissatisfied with Ding Ning are now actively approaching him Meaning.

Zhang Heping talked eloquently for nearly half an hour, nothing more than using martial arts to make friends, pointing to the end, for the promotion of Shenzhou martial arts and other non-nutritious clichés, the martial artists in the audience fell asleep after listening to them.

"The Martial Artists Conference is now officially started. Representatives from all parties are invited to come to the stage to draw lots to select the opponents of the first round of competition. There are a total of 132 participating teams. The first round of competition is an elimination system. ; Those who take the initiative to admit defeat will be sentenced to lose; those who fall to the ground for ten seconds and cannot get up to continue fighting..."

Following Zhang Heping's announcement of the rules of the competition, the sleepy representatives of the major warriors on the scene revived as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and each team sent representatives to the stage to draw lots.

"Chu Bureau, do we have any teams in the 17th Bureau?"

Ding Ning asked curiously when he saw that the soldiers from the B Battalion were also on stage as a team to draw lots.

"Yes, it's just that the 17th Bureau is the organizer. In order to avoid injustice, according to the rules, the participating teams of the 17th Bureau of our Jiangnan Road must go to other regions to participate in the Warriors Conference. Those who come to our Jiangnan Road to participate in the Warriors Conference are all The 17th bureau warrior team from other regions."

Chu Ziqiao explained in detail with a strange face, and secretly slandered in her heart, is this common sense?

Only then did Ding Ning suddenly realize that he smiled embarrassingly, feeling a little embarrassed. He was really incompetent as the chief of the bureau, and he didn't even know these common senses.

"Ju Ding, I think this time our Jiangnan Road can get the top 50, I am afraid it must be Qingyun Security."

Gu Jianyang was in a hurry to repair the relationship with Ding Ning, so he had nothing to say.

"Yes, Qingyun Security is too strong. Many participating teams have retreated yesterday, and there are still many people complaining about him. This time, they are here to accompany the prince to study.

It would be nice to propose to give Qingyun security a certain quota directly, otherwise it is really meaningless. "

Chu Ziqiao said intentionally or unintentionally: "Ju Ding, what do you think?"

Ding Ning didn't answer, but frowned, thinking about this question seriously.

Although Qingyun Security has this strength, if it takes all the top 50 places this time, it will offend all the Jianghu forces in Jiangnan Road, which is not a good thing.

"That's against the rules. It's their ability to be strong. If they are directly given places, people outside don't know how to pass it on. Maybe they will think that there is something tricky about our 17th round."

Gu Jianyang firmly opposed it.

"Then what do you think? If this is a normal competition, Qingyun Security will definitely take the top 50. At that time, the entire Jiangnan martial arts will complain. Maybe no one will participate in the next round. Just give them a certain amount." Everyone is happy with the quota, and people outside can't say anything about us."

"Anyway, I don't think it's right. The Martial Artists Conference is the Martial Artists Conference. You can fight for a place based on your ability. If you don't have the ability to get a place, that's their business. This rule can't be broken."

"If you strictly follow the rules, as long as Qingyun Security does not go bankrupt, let alone this session, the top 50 of the next ten martial arts conferences will be included in Qingyun Security, and the Warrior Conference will become a special performance of Qingyun Security .”

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The two deputy bureau chiefs insisted on their own words, blushing so loudly that they almost fought, neither of them could convince the other.

Ding Ning was dizzy from the noise, and waved his hands impatiently: "Stop arguing, let's talk about it after a while, I think Qingyun security will not be so ignorant, they always leave a mouthful of soup for people after eating meat."

Ding Ning's prestige is definitely not covered now. As soon as he spoke, the two deputy chiefs shut their mouths obediently.

The world is finally quiet!

Ding Ning crossed his legs, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, watching the so-called martial arts conference bored, and yawned drowsily.

At his current level, watching these fighters compete, it's like adults watching kindergarten children fighting, it really doesn't arouse any interest.

Even if Qingyun Security came on the field, it was basically a KO move, with no technical content at all, and the gap in strength was too great, there was no comparison at all.

On the contrary, the staff of the 17th Bureau and the Religious Affairs Bureau watched with joy, their faces flushed and they clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

Ding Ning was speechless. It seemed that the 17th Bureau and the Religious Bureau were not very skilled. The guys in the martial arts contest were as slow as Taijiquan. He really didn't see anything exciting.

Boring, boring to death!

With this time, it would be better to develop relationships with beautiful women.

So Director Ding sneaked away again, greeted the three deputy directors, and walked back to the hotel in a calm manner.

Not long after, Nine Heavens Xuannv slipped into the room quietly, complaining: "I was watching well, why did you call me up?"

"What's so interesting about those low-level fighters competing in martial arts? It's boring."

Ding Ning said in surprise.

"It's okay, I think it's very exciting, and I can learn a lot."

Nine Heavens Profound Girl said with a blank face.

Ding Ning saw that her expression did not seem to be fake, so he suddenly realized that the current Nine Heavens Xuannv is no longer the high-ranking goddess of war, but a low-level warrior who has lost all her cultivation bases and built her foundation.

In his eyes, those martial artists seemed to move slowly like snails, but in her eyes at this moment, they were as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder. No wonder she thought it was very exciting.

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