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Chapter 42 I want to test your gun intent

Seeing that the two of them were gradually becoming hostile to Zhang Chuyao, Wang Dongsheng was also happy to see it happen.

"Don't worry, Master Zhang. With your strength sitting next to me, the two of them will naturally not be dissatisfied."

Zhang Chuyao frowned, how dare he listen to Wang Dongsheng's nonsense.

I actually don’t have any ideas about seats. After all, I am a good young man in the 21st century and I have already put an end to bad habits.

It didn't matter to him whether he was the host or the attendant.

But the people in front of him didn't think so.

Generally speaking, seats at banquets are assigned according to a person's status.

If he really sat next to Wang Dongsheng, and Wang Dongsheng provoked him with a few words, Li Changqing and Chen Li might challenge him.

He was thinking about how to resolve the conflict in front of him. At this time, Chen Li, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but speak:

"What if you don't accept it?"

"Not convinced?" Wang Dongsheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile, "Do you want to compete with Master Zhang?"

As soon as these words came out, coupled with Wang Dongsheng's tone and expression, the provocation was unspoken.

The chill in Chen Li's eyes became even stronger.

"I think so too."

She and Li Changqing were invited to a dinner by Wang Dongsheng and initially thought he had no good intentions.

Although the three martial arts schools are apparently the same as the three major martial arts schools in the Han Dynasty, their colleagues are enemies after all, and there are many secret fights among the three martial arts schools.

Moreover, this time Chen Li came with her master's orders for a purpose. Before leaving, her master told her to be careful about the owner of the Longhu Martial Arts School in Old Dragon City.

No, I had just completed the first step of my destiny to establish a branch, and I was invited by Wang Dongsheng, the owner of the Longhu Martial Arts School, to attend this dinner, which was either good or bad.

Therefore, from the moment she stepped into the Longhu Martial Arts School, she had actually been on guard against it.

Now, Wang Dongsheng seems to be gradually exposing his minions.

Judging from the purpose, it seems that he wants to use the hands of this young man from the eighth level of heaven to suppress the Qingfeng Martial Arts School he represents.

Thinking of this, Chen Li looked at Zhang Chuyao and said coldly: "On behalf of Qingfeng Martial Arts School, I want to compete with you."

Seeing that Chen Li didn't seem to be joking, Zhang Chuyao raised his eyebrows and didn't know how to refuse for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Master Wang suddenly shook his head and said, "No."

Chen Li frowned, "Why not?"

"Master Zhang is only at the eighth level of the acquired world. Junior Sister Chen and Junior Brother Li are both people who have already half-stepped into the realm of innateness. Even if you win the competition with Master Zhang, so what?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chuyao looked at Wang Dongsheng with flashing eyes, and now he couldn't understand him.

It stands to reason that he originally wanted to cause conflicts and conflicts between himself and Chen Li. How could he speak for himself at this time?

"Oh, what does Senior Brother Wang mean?"

Wang Dongsheng pondered for a moment and said, "If Junior Sister really wants to compete with Master Zhang, why not try another way."

Without waiting for Chen Li to ask, he continued: "It is said that Junior Sister's spear intention has reached the threshold of potential. It just so happens that Master Zhang's sword intention has also reached the threshold of potential. Why don't you two abandon the competition of internal strength and simply

Let’s try to understand the meaning.”

Hearing this, Zhang Chuyao and Chen Li both frowned.

Even Li Changqing, who had been sitting calmly aside without saying a word, couldn't help but frown.

If it's a competition of internal strength, it's hard to do much damage to the loser if you hit the target.

But the ‘meaning’ is different.

Regardless of whether it is sword intention or spear intention, if you want to determine the outcome, the 'intention' comprehended by one party must be washed away by the other party.

This thing is mysterious and mysterious.

It coincides with one's own martial arts and martial heart.

If it is dispersed, it will not be so easy to reunite again.

Wang Dongsheng's proposal is not evil, it is obviously to destroy one of the two!

"trouble."

At this time, Liu Que, who was sitting in the main seat, suddenly snorted coldly.

"What dissatisfaction does Your Highness have?"

"Isn't it just a matter of changing seats? Why is a fight starting? If this continues, will we be able to eat?" Liu Que was very dissatisfied, and then said to Ruan Wu next to him:

"Ruan Wu, go and move my master's desk and chair next to me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Master?" Everyone present, including Wang Dongsheng, Chen Li and Li Changqing, were stunned.

When did His Highness King Mu have a master?

"Wait!" Wang Dongsheng suddenly stopped, and then looked at Liu Que with wide eyes, "Your Highness, you said you have a master?"

"good."

"May I ask who your master is?"

Liu Que looked impatient, "Of course it's the martial arts master."

Wang Dongsheng found it unbelievable. It was not that he had never heard of the fact that His Highness King Mu was innately incapable of practicing martial arts.

Because he wanted to practice martial arts, His Highness King Mu went to three major martial arts schools many times to become a disciple, but none of them dared to accept him as a disciple.

Not because of anything else, just because the current Holy One is his elder brother.

He was born with no pulse and his body was weak. Practicing martial arts was tantamount to committing suicide, so which martial arts school dared to teach him martial arts?

If anything happens to the sect, Long Yan will be furious and will punish the nine clans for murdering a blood relative of the royal family!

And now...

Wang Dongsheng looked at Zhang Chuyao, how dare he be King Mu's master!

Now he understood why Liu Que would also come to the dinner party that Zhang Chuyao was invited to attend today.

He laughed, laughing at Zhang Chuyao's ignorance of life and death.

"Your Highness, is there anything strange about your body?"

"Of course not. I am in very good health."

Wang Dongsheng pretended to be worried, "I heard Master Hong mention it before, Your Highness, your body is not suitable for practicing martial arts."

"You don't need to take care of this." Liu Que's eyes were cold, and he looked at Wang Dongsheng with a somewhat evil look, as if he was warning.

Wang Dongsheng decisively stopped talking.

"Ruan Wu, stop standing and go bring my master's table over."

"Yes, Your Highness."

After saying that, Ruan Wu walked to Zhang Chuyao's table and said, "Mr. Zhang, please."

Then, regardless of whether Zhang Chuyao agreed or not, he picked up the table in front of him and walked towards Liu Que's side of the main seat.

Seeing this scene in Wang Dongsheng's eyes, he couldn't help but frown.

I didn't expect that King Mu Liu Que would be such a big variable.

He had already started the provocation, all he needed was for one of the two young men to get a little excited and show a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat... and then they would be able to successfully fight against each other.

Then you can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, waiting for both sides to suffer.

For him, whether Zhang Chuyao's sword intent or Chen Li's spear intent was gone, he would be very happy.

You can kill someone with just a few words without using any force. It's perfect.

Unexpectedly, King Mu Liu Que was killed halfway.

Seeing that Zhang Chuyao's table was about to be moved to the main seat, Wang Dongsheng's brain was spinning rapidly, thinking of a countermeasure that would allow the two of them to continue fighting.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Chen Li, who was sitting nearby, took out the cloth bag next to her, twitched and shook, and a silver-white spear suddenly appeared in the room.

"Wait a moment!"

Chen Li shouted, looking at Zhang Chuyao who was about to get up with a hint of evil in her eyes, her red lips moved up and down, and a cold voice resounded in the room.
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