Omnipresent God of War: Under the situation of one hundred and thirty-six (thanks to Jiang Mao’s leader)

Wan Ling looked at everyone.

"So, who is willing to come on stage and act as a young girl screener?"

No one at the scene responded, they were all hesitating, but this was going to be fired with real ammunition. If you are not careful, you may get injured.

Fortunately, Wanling Wanqingqing had already selected the three in advance, and at this time, it was just a cutscene and asked at random.

As agreed before, Wan Ling looked at the three people in the crowd.

These three people have made an appointment in advance and are willing to be suitable candidates for selection.

After all, this identity is not just willing, and it needs to be strong enough to help Wanqingqing as many candidates as possible.

In order to avoid fighting with the wheels behind, Wan Qingqing will not have enough energy.

Only Wan Ling looked around, but suddenly found that the three people's eyes flickered and their heads hung down. They said a good agreement before, but they didn't say a word.

At this time, they were supposed to come forward and "volunteer" as the screener.

But the three of them were silent for unknown reasons.

"Is anyone willing?" Wan Ling asked emphatically again.

Among the many warriors present, some were disciples from Wanqingyuan, and some were disciples from other courtyards. The number was not complete, and some were not there on the road because of the long distance.

No one said anything.

Wan Qingqing was in the crowd, looking left and right, the disciples in the inner courtyard she had taken care of before, all looked like tortoises, and did not dare to look up at her.

The three people invited by the mother bowed their heads and said nothing, and were silent.

She knows that many people here hope that she will not be arrogant and get married with the Alexandra faction smoothly.

But she did not expect that there are so few people who support her...

In the lobby, the atmosphere gradually became silent.

If there is really no selection of people to come to power, then Wan Qingqing can only go up to the wheel fight by himself.

This is extremely bad for her.

Even if she is a martial artist, she is a master of strength, and she is forging her bones, but her strength is not endless.

Strength is linked to qi and blood, and linked to physical fitness. After consumption, it becomes thinner and weaker, and it takes time to rest and recover.

What's more, this time Wan Qingqing came to power, everyone knows her strength and reputation.

Therefore, it is definitely a martial artist who dares to take the stage to challenge.

Otherwise, below this level, no one thinks they can win.

After the continuous battle, even if Wan Qingqing is stronger, he will soon be exhausted.

Unless the time is extended.

But if you extend the time, I'm afraid it will increase the variables.

Wan Ling doesn't think Zhou Shun is here to watch the show. To know the victory or defeat between martial artists, it is not simply a matter of strength.

It also depends on how to respond to the situation.

Theoretically, Qingqing should be better than Yan Jiuhai, but if her state declines, even if she can rest for extended periods of time, she will inevitably be mentally exhausted.

At that time, one will go down and the other will grow. If the opposite side has thoroughly studied the number of ways and prepared for the next move, the outcome may really be uncertain.

Now, the three people who had an appointment in advance suddenly changed their minds. There is no doubt that Yan Jiuhai must have done it.

"If no one wants to, then..." Wan Ling felt helpless and could only announce.

Wow.

Wei He stepped on the dead leaves under his feet and looked up at the three-story red-painted building in front of him.

In Zhongling Villa, there are two places for eating.

One is Baiweilou, and the other is Shanhelou.

The former is an ordinary restaurant with affordable prices, and the latter is a luxury place for martial artists.

Shanhelou is in the shape of a large cylinder, and all the diners sit in a circle around a huge sycamore tree in the center.

A total of more than 300 places can be accommodated in the upper and lower three floors.

At this time, Wei He was wearing a black cloak and stepped forward.

He will not solve any entanglements, nor will he deal with complicated situations and conspiracy.

So he doesn't bother to care about other people's arrangements, he just wants to make arrangements.

Just get rid of the source of the trouble, and everything will be quiet. Isn't it?

Suddenly, he stepped on his feet and rose into the sky.

By the window on the second floor of Shanhe Tower, Yan Jiuhai was nibbling halfway through a bit of braised chicken feet.

Suddenly heard a roar of thunder.

"Yan Jiuhai! Give back my daughter's life!!"

In an instant, a burly dark figure rushed up from downstairs, rushing towards him. Very fast.

Yan Jiuhai was taken aback. He raised his head and looked at Wei He who was throwing at him inexplicably.

He quickly got up and looked at the other guests in the two rows. It is estimated that someone sitting next to him has been revenge.

Just got up.

Boom! !

In the middle of the mountain and grass building on the second floor, Yan Jiuhai led a wall with people, flew out and slammed into the big tree in the middle patio.

A huge force surged in from his blocked right hand like an overwhelming force.

Yan Jiuhai didn't even realize what was going on, so he turned around and was hit by a punch that broke through two walls and hit the trunk of a big tree.

Without waiting for him to return to his senses, Wei He flew out in a close pursuit, and volleyed in.

The two fought against each other in a series on the trunk, and the dull sound spread.

After all, Yan Jiuhai was the culmination of half of the bone forging, and he reacted on the spot.

With the help of the force, he jumped from the trunk and fell to the first floor.

"Who are you! I don't know you!" he yelled.

"Bad my daughter's innocence and murder, today I want you to pay for it!!" Wei He roared and rushed again.

The two gang up again. The tables, chairs, wooden pillars, and screens that I encountered along the way were all shattered by the force.

The rest of the guests hurried away and fled, the brave and strong, dared to stay and watch the excitement.

Yan Jiuhai became more and more frightened as he fought. The opponent's strength is not offensive but defensive, but he is extremely terrifying.

Just dozens of moves in a row, he felt his arms numb, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

This is because his arms have become harder after forging them. If you change to a martial artist, you will be hammered by the opponent long ago.

While eating here, he is waiting for his father to arrive at Severe Mountain. I didn't expect to be attacked soon after sitting down.

Although he estimated the opponent's strength wrongly, his father's Grim Mountain was nearby.

He originally made an appointment with his father to eat here, and then participate in the martial arts contest in the afternoon to recruit relatives.

So as long as he persists for a while, when his father arrives, he will be able to kill this person on the spot in turn.

At the moment, Yan Jiuhai unfolded his footwork, turned left and flashed right, but was overtaken only after running a few steps.

"Ning!" His strength was flowing all over his body at the moment, his whole body qi and blood surged rapidly, and his strength increased by several percent in an instant. One backhand block.

Boom!

Wei He slapped again, hitting Yan Jiuhai's elbow on his side.

Unbreakable in a single blow, Wei He raised his arms high, chopped in a series of rounds, and slashed down wildly.

Three consecutive times.

Boom! Bang! Bang! !

Yan Jiuhai's body protection strength finally collapsed.

"Father! Save me!!" Suddenly he yelled.

Huh!

A wave of palm wind hovered in front of his door, and his eyes closed in fright.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no one in front of him. Not far away, a light yellow robe was approaching quickly.

"Xiaohai! Are you okay!?" The yellow-clothed old man held his son.

"I...Puff!" Yan Jiuhai couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood before he finished speaking. He rolled his eyes and passed out into a coma.

On the wall on his side, there was a line of words: Killing a woman's vengeance is not shared!

"Xiaohai, Xiaohai!!" The yellow-clothed old man's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly tapped his fingers to cut off blood flow in several important blood vessels on his son to prevent internal bleeding.

Then he picked up people and rushed to the main building of Zhongling Villa, where there are resident physicians in the Villa.

And in the other direction.

Wei He's black mask quickly changed, and he ran across the forest halfway through a thick bush, and when he came out, he changed into his original costume.

His flying dragon skill works with great strength to full force, a few times like a glimpse of light, and in just half a minute, he returns to the bushes he left.

Then Shi Shiran walked out of the bushes, shook the drops of water with both hands, looked at ease after the reincarnation of the grains, and walked towards the convoy waiting on the side of the gallop.

In the motorcade, the two people Zhang Lingxu and Meng Qing met before were talking and laughing while eating snacks and waiting for him.

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In the small building.

Wan Ling looked at everyone present with some helplessness.

Pre-preparation, suddenly changed and lost its effectiveness.

A few people in Wanqingyuan, who had been taken care of by their daughters before, also kept silent. At first glance, they knew that they had been tampered with in advance.

She knows that these people are afraid of the Yan family forces of the Lishan Sect, and also afraid of the many pressures within the Tianyinmen to support marriage.

After all, in this matter, there are too few and too small voices of opposition.

Looking at the deputy master of Zhou, you know that this old guy came here, naturally not doing nothing, but showing his cart and horses to come to Yan Jiuhai station.

There is also his son Zhou Yugui, and Yan Jiuhai is said to have an irresistible relationship, and their purpose is self-evident.

"Don't worry. Believe Qingqing, she can do it. Let's extend the time to rest, as it is to increase the actual combat experience." Xiao Qingyu Qingqing on the side held Wanling's palm and whispered.

To this day, I can only think so.

Wan Ling glanced at the daughter standing below, feeling helpless.

Wan Qingqing didn't pay attention to her mother's side. Instead, with some expectation and pleading gaze, she swept across the several inner courtyard disciples of Wanqingyuan.

These people are all the juniors and sisters she has taken care of and instructed, but unfortunately, they don't consciously lower their heads and dare not look at them.

Wan Qingqing's gaze gradually changed from expectation to gains and losses. She suddenly remembered that she had told her before that if something happened, she would definitely notify his Wei He, Junior Brother Wei.

Now that the news has spread, if Junior Brother Wei had arrived at full speed, he would have arrived early.

But at this moment, he still hasn't arrived, and the meaning behind his back is already very clear.

They are all scared.

The luster in Wan Qingqing's eyes gradually dimmed.

But she changed her mind. If she were to change to her, she might be unwilling to face the pressure and risk of a senior sister who had only been a small favor to herself.

After figuring out this, Wan Qingqing smiled and said.

"I'm fine, mother. Let's make a decision like this."

Wan Ling also saw the change in her daughter's expression, and saw the loss in her heart.

She wanted to comfort her, but at this time, everyone was waiting for her to make a decision.

"Then, just..." "Report!!!"

Suddenly with a loud shout, Wan Ling's voice was interrupted from the entrance of the building.

A Tianyinmen disciple rushed in, sweating profusely.

He clasped his fists in his hands and moved towards Wanling Zhoushun, trying to salute, but he was out of breath and a little slanted.

"What's the matter? Chang Kuan?" Wan Ling wondered. This person is a disciple who left behind before Wanqingyuan.

The disciples in the various courtyards of Tianyin Gate have the qualifications to choose to stay and leave, but after staying, they will be appointed to various positions.

This is Chang Kuan in front of him.

"The courtyard...the head of the courtyard! Outside...outside...!" Chang Kuan looked anxious and pointed to the door with anxiety.

"Outside!...out...out...something happened...!!!" He was so anxious that he couldn't finish a word.

"What's the matter?" Wan Ling frowned and asked.

"Yes...yes...yes...yes...opposite...!" Chang Kuan pointed out the door, the more he wanted to say, the more anxious he became sweat.

"Noodle.... Noodle..."

Puff.

Chang Kuan was pushed away by another disciple of Yinmen who rushed in from behind.

"You stutter and rush in and have a fart? Get out!"

The strong disciple held his fist and saluted.

"The head of the hospital~IndoMTL.com~the deputy head of the school, on the opposite side of Shanhe, Senior Brother Yan Jiuhai of the Alexandrian faction, when he was eating, he was suddenly injured by a mysterious man in black. Now it is said that he passed out in a coma. Now, it’s at stake!"

"What!?" Wan Ling stood up in shock. Hua Rong paled, but she was not worried, but she was shocked.

On the side, Zhou Shun's expression changed, and he stood up with a gloomy expression.

"Are you sure the news is true?" he asked in a deep voice.

"The words and sentences of the disciples are true, and the deputy master can go and check on his own. Now there are a lot of people around Shanhelou. It is said that Brother Yan previously killed the daughter of another person’s innocence, and also killed people. So others are looking for revenge." The disciple said quickly.

"Let's go!" Zhou Shun jumped forward, lightly swept across the small hall, and disappeared into the eyes of everyone in a flash.

Wan Ling followed closely, unfolding his strength, speeding up, and leaving the small hall.

After that, the rest of the talents wake up like a dream, hurry to follow.