My disciples are all evil masters, so I have to be invincible.

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"It is an honor for the Industry and Commerce Bureau that the owner of the museum can come to watch the ceremony."

"This way please."

The president of the Demon City Public Works Wan Sanqian bowed respectfully with a smile on his face.

He really didn't expect that this person would really come to watch the ceremony.

" Bring Wushuang here to see the world, and see if there are any talented kids."

Hearing this,

Wan Sanqian's eyes lit up,

If someone can be favored by the owner, it would be a great opportunity,

Then,

He took out his cell phone A message was posted in the group,

The owner of the museum wants to accept another disciple,

Wow,

Instantly,

The calm Shanghai Industrial and Commercial Group was like a pot of boiling water,

Chamber of Commerce President Yu Changshui:

What, the owner of the museum wants to accept another disciple?

Chamber of Commerce Chang Yu Changshui:

Are there any special requirements?

Zhao Kai, head of the Chamber of Commerce's Quality Department:

Haha, I'll let my grandson go over and try it out. What if the owner of the museum takes a liking to him?

Zhang Deshuai, director of the labor union:

I plan to bring all the children of my aunts and uncles over,

……

Qian Wuliang, director of the Department of Industry and Commerce:

Everyone, we will add a temporary link, a fighting match,

No matter what method you use, strive to give up the embassy The Lord will accept another disciple.

Whether you can get a good ranking this year and get more resources depends on you.

Qian Wuliang, Director of the Department of Industry and Commerce:

Let's work together.

At the same time,

All institutions received a message,

" Hey, did you see the message in the group? "

"Yes, a martial arts competition session was temporarily added ”

“The rewards will be provided by the Industry and Commerce Bureau”

“You know what, the Industry and Commerce Bureau has invested a lot of money this time. The first place prize will be a local-level technique”

“The second and third place prizes will both be a mysterious-level technique” Top and advanced martial arts"

"Tsk, what a big deal"

"I heard from the grapevine that the owner of the hall will come to watch the ceremony"

"The owner? Which owner?"

"Who else can it be, except that one? Who else can make the Industry and Commerce Bureau mobilize so many troops? "

"Now it's time to watch a good show"

"This ground-level technique, our martial arts school must fight for it no matter what"

...

Master Bai Ye and his apprentice were brought to A huge open-air square was formed.

In the middle of the square was a super arena.

Around the square were terraces,

which were suspended in the air by a magical force,

and spread out in circles. Each terrace is 20 square meters in size and is well-proportioned.

It is the viewing platform prepared for each organization.

At this time,

Most of the viewing platforms have already been occupied.

Master Bai Ye and his apprentice, under the leadership of Wan Sanqian , was directly transported to the innermost viewing platform,

There was a table and more than ten chairs on it,

The table was It was already filled with snacks, fruits, nuts, tea, and other kinds of food.

There were also various delicious dishes in the middle.

The service provided by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau was very good.

Seeing the only empty The viewing platform suddenly had a host.

The other viewing platforms nearby all looked over.

Seeing Bai Ye,

they all stood up and saluted respectfully from a distance.

Seeing Bai Ye nod, everyone sat down.

In the silent greeting,

but countless People were shocked.

They were full of curiosity about the person on the viewing platform. What kind of person could make the bosses of these organizations so respectful?

These are all super bosses above the sixth rank.

It seems that... those in the city Even big leaders don’t have this ability, right?

On a viewing platform,

"Grandpa, there is no trace of martial arts aura on that person. He is just an ordinary person who has not yet entered the martial arts world. Why are you all so... "

"Could it be... a big shot from Kyoto "The descendants of the next generation?"

"That's not the case..."

A young girl looked at the old man who had just sat down with curiosity,

"Shut up, Xuan'er, don't talk about the owner of the hall"

"Remember, perform well in the competition later , if I can be accepted as a disciple by the owner of the museum"

"Our Jiang family will be prosperous in the near future"

He secretly thought: How can we mortals understand the realm of the owner of the museum?

Ordinary people are also divided into two types,

One is really Just ordinary people,

One type is a senior master like the owner of the museum,

…

"Teacher, eat chicken legs"

Ji Wushuang happily pulled off a chicken leg and handed it to Bai Ye,

Then pulled off another one and stuffed it directly into his mouth, Bai Ye took it with a smile, and started eating without hesitation.

There was no senior demeanor at all.

Looking at Wan Sanqian on the side: "President Wan, you sit down and eat with us"

Hearing this,

"Thank you, Master"

Wan Sanqian was a little flattered, and hurriedly sat down, tore off a piece of chicken and ate it in a proper manner.

Master, you are so kind, I have to eat it anyway.

Suddenly, I felt extremely relaxed.

I put down my work,

I put down those rules and regulations,

I put down my self-restraint,

At this moment,

his mentality seemed to have undergone a transformation,

I felt something in my heart,

but it's a pity that I...

Alas!

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this is a real senior master,

No airs at all,

Live an ordinary life, experience all kinds of life,

Every word and action,

But gives people a deep feeling,

Soon,

A roast chicken was made by three people,

Ji Wushuang ate with oil dripping from his mouth, with a satisfied look on his face,

Seeing this,

Wan Sanqian was very considerate and ordered a few more roast chickens,

Ji Wushuang cast a look that you are very sensible, and pulled off another chicken leg and handed it to Bai Ye,

The master and apprentice,

seemed to have a special affection for chicken legs,

Leaning on the chair, Bai Ye gnawed on the chicken leg and looked at the square with more and more people,

For this Wan Sanqian, who was very perceptive and good at speaking and doing, also had some more appreciation.

This is a talent.

Then he kept pointing out.

A golden light sank into Wan Sanqian's body.

It was visible to the naked eye that the wrinkles on his face faded a lot.

The gray hair also turned from white to black.

The spirit was different.

The whole person seemed to be ten years younger.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master."

Wan Sanqian knelt on the ground excitedly, tears streaming down his face.

Only he knew that

the golden sword energy, with its terrifying life force, not only cleared all the hidden injuries in his body,

but also strengthened his bones, meridians, blood, flesh and five internal organs. Six internal organs,

How many years have passed,

Since that severe injury,

He has tried countless methods, eaten many natural treasures and elixirs,

But none of them could cure the hidden injuries in his body,

Now,

It is as if he has been reborn,

Boom,

At this moment,

His cultivation level has also naturally broken through to the eighth-grade grandmaster level,

The powerful fluctuation of cultivation level immediately attracted everyone's attention,

"President Wan has broken through to the eighth-grade grandmaster level?"

"How is it possible? Isn't it said that he..."

"In front of the owner, nothing is impossible"

"It is also a blessing to be able to work with the owner"

"Old Wan What a good fortune"

...

"Get up, what era is this, don't kneel down easily"

"It's also because you have accumulated a lot of experience, and the breakthrough is just a matter of course"

"Yes, Master"

Wan Sanqian stood up and wiped his tears. He never felt ashamed.

What's more, the person he knelt to was the master of the hall. Those old guys would not only not laugh at him, but would envy him.

He thought that he had no hope of breaking through in this life, and he would inevitably turn into a pile of yellow earth in the end.

Unexpectedly,

the master of the hall not only cured his hidden injuries, but also allowed him to break through to the eighth-grade grandmaster realm.

More importantly,

let him see the future,

the potential and opportunity to climb to a higher peak in martial arts.