1796. Chapter one thousand seven hundred ninety-six people in action
Ping'an District, Qianfeng Martial Arts Hall.
As the administrative center of the Yanhuang Republic, Beijing has thousands of martial arts halls of all sizes. Among these martial arts halls, Qianfeng martial arts hall is not very outstanding, and at most it is in a medium and upper-level position.
However, that's all the past.
Not long ago, Lei Qianting, the owner of Qianfeng Martial Arts Hall, took a step further after wasting more than ten years, breaking through the bottleneck of dark energy, and successfully joining Huajin.
Transforming spirit is the realm that countless warriors dream of.
Once you step into the level of magic power, you are qualified to be called a master.
There were endless people visiting Lei Qianting, almost breaking the threshold of Qianfeng Martial Arts Hall, and even the number of students who signed up to practice martial arts was increased several times.
Lei Qianting was very happy at first and felt proud.
However, later, he was really annoyed, so he simply closed his door to thank the guests, concentrate on practicing martial arts, and handed over all the affairs of the martial arts school to his personal disciple Tang Heng for handling.
Tang Heng is talking to his junior sister Ji Wei at this moment.
"Junior sister, don't be impulsive, think twice before acting!" Tang Heng looked sad, grabbed Ji Wei's arm tightly, and persuaded with great sincerity.
Ji Wei wore a loose sportswear and her hair was tied into a ponytail, looking heroic and capable and neat.
She shook her arm and broke free from Tang Heng's palm.
"Senior brother, you don't have to persuade me anymore, I'm determined."
Ji Wei said seriously: "Hissergeant Lin Chong told me not to hesitate because of the long road. As long as I keep going, I will reach the end sooner or later. I finally decided to set off, how can I turn back?"
"But, if something happens to you, how can I explain to my master?"
Tang Heng rubbed his hands in a hurry.
"I'm not a child anymore, I'm just making my own decisions."
Ji Wei left a word and then walked out.
"etc."
Tang Heng quickly spread his arms and blocked Ji Wei's side and made his final efforts: "I heard that the Martial Alliance only recruited 150 people this time, but the number of applicants exceeded 5,000. With such an exaggerated proportion, you don't have much hope of being hired. It's better to stay in the martial arts hall honestly and inherit the master's mantle."
"If you don't try it, how do you know that you can't do it?"
Ji Wei frowned slightly, a little unhappy.
"Do you have practical experience? Have you ever fought with someone? Are you mentally prepared for bleeding and injury?" Tang Heng asked in a row.
Ji Wei was stopped by Tang Heng and pursed her lips and kept silent.
"Junior sister, your decision today is just a whim."
Tang Heng said earnestly: "I know you admire Your Excellency Lin Chong and want to follow in his footsteps, but have you ever thought that we and him are people from two worlds and are completely incomparable."
"Senior brother, you are wrong."
Ji Wei took a deep breath and then vomited hard, and her beautiful face showed a firm look: "I have prepared for this opportunity today for a long time. Perhaps my qualifications and efforts cannot be compared with Your Excellency Lin Chong, but I also have a heart that longs to become stronger."
"Everyone has his own choice. At the fork in life, some people choose to retreat, some people choose to stay, and some people choose to move forward. Although I am a girl, I want to see a broader world and a more magnificent scenery."
"Senior brother, please get out of the way and don't block my way."
Tang Heng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
After being silent for about ten seconds, he lowered his arms, his expression could not hide his loss, and said in a low voice: "Since that's the case, please do it yourself."
"Thank you, senior brother."
Ji Wei nodded politely and passed by Tang Heng.
Tang Heng stood alone in the spacious living room, like a statue.
"She has grown up."
Lei Qianting appeared next to Tang Heng at some time, patted the latter on the shoulder, and sighed: "There must be some destiny, but don't force it if you don't have it in your destiny, you must learn to let go."
Tang Heng suddenly burst into tears, and for the first time in his life, he tasted the feeling of heartbreak.
Xicheng District, a five-star hotel.
In the top presidential suite, a pretty woman wearing a black tight training suit sat cross-legged on the big bed, her eyes slightly closed and her expression was calm. She was placed next to her, and her body emitted a cold breath.
"Dingling!"
The alarm clock suddenly rang in the room.
The pretty woman's eyelids moved and she slowly opened a gap.
"Swish!"
Two dazzling lights shot out from her eyes and gradually disappeared after a few seconds.
She turned her head and looked at the alarm clock, and found that the hour hand was pointing at 8:30, so she got up and got out of bed, picked up the sheathed knife and inserted it around her waist.
Sitting in a fashion is not obvious, but when I stand up, I find that this pretty woman is actually quite tall and has a graceful curve, and is not inferior to some top models.
She gives people the feeling of being a female leopard, full of terrifying explosive power.
"It's finally time to wait."
The pretty woman walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the city scene with tall buildings outside, and whispered to herself: "I haven't seen you for many days, and I don't know if Master Lin still remembers me."
"No matter whether he still remembers me or not, I will make him look at him with admiration!"
Near the Wumeng office building, in a small restaurant.
Although it was morning, the restaurant business was good, crowded with white-collar workers working nearby and students going to school.
People who don’t know each other sit together, drinking porridge or soy milk, and gnawing on buns or steamed buns.
However, there was only one person sitting at the table near the door.
A young man who is over eight feet tall and strong in size.
He was wearing a dark gray training suit, thick eyebrows and wide mouth, his eyes were like an eagle, and a scar on his forehead, which slanted downwards, making his originally heroic face look a bit ferocious.
The young man ate a bun with almost no pause and quickly finished a tray.
It’s more like swallowing than eating.
And on the table in front of him, a stack of steamers was stacked higher.
Such appetite made the ordinary people around him stunned.
"Boss, let's have another tray of fresh meat buns!"
The young man licked his lips, but seemed to be still not full, so he raised his hand again to signal.
"Okay, come now!"
The boss likes such generous customers the most, so he hurriedly agreed, picking up buns while getting close to the young man: "Are you here to participate in the Wumeng Public Recruitment Conference?"
"oh?"
The young man raised his thick black eyebrows and said in surprise: "The boss also knows about the Wumeng Public Recruitment Conference?"
"How could it be that I didn't know?"
The boss's attitude became more and more enthusiastic. After all, few warriors were willing to come to his fly shop for dinner: "Among the warriors passing by here, at least eight out of ten were here to attend the public recruitment conference. In addition, to be honest, I have seen Alliance Leader Lin in person."
When the boss mentioned Lin Chong, the young man suddenly became interested: "What kind of person is Alliance Leader Lin?"
"So amazing!"
The boss gave a thumbs up: "It's like a god from heaven descending to earth."
Chapter completed!