Listening to Deng Chenggong's solemn words, Li Ling had a little headache.

"Deng Shao, even the Martial God of the Capital City can't restrain the Ancient Martial Realm of Huaxia, do you think I have that ability?" Although the Martial God of the Capital City is recognized as the strongest in Huaxia, he can't restrain the Ancient Martial Artist.

To be able to become an ancient warrior, which one is not full of arrogance in his heart?

They will respect you, the strongest person in China, but it is almost impossible for you to make them listen to you.

"So, I chose you!" Deng Chenggong's eyes flashed with a strange light, as if he had magical power, stared at Li Ling, and said, "Li Ling, I have always felt that you are very different. Tong guò your expression during this period of time also proves that my intuition is very accurate. Looking at Huaxia, I think that the only one who can restrain the ancient warriors of Huaxia is you!"

"Deng Shao, don't put a high hat on me. Li Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I can't help you with this matter!"

"Li Ling, are you going to watch tens of thousands of civilians die in the disputes of ancient warriors every year?" Deng Chenggong was anxious, he didn't expect Li Ling to refuse him.

"Deng Shao, I naturally don't want to see those innocent civilians die in the strife of the ancient warriors. But in the same way, I don't have the ability to restrain the ancient warriors of Huaxia. "If Li Lingzhen did that, it would be tantamount to offending the entire Chinese ancient martial arts world.

Moreover, Li Ling felt that Deng Chenggong's idea would not be so simple.

"Lord, promise him!" Just as Li Ling was about to get out of the car, Jia Xu's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Li Ling frowned, and said in his heart: "Why?"

"Lord, you promise Deng Chenggong first, don't worry, this matter will benefit you and do no harm!"

Hearing Jia Xu's assurance, Li Ling hesitated for a moment, looked at Deng Chenggong, took a deep breath, and said, "Deng Shao, I promise you!"

"What?" Deng Chenggong was stunned, he didn't expect that Li Ling, who had flatly refused just now, would suddenly change his attitude.

Li Ling's face flashed with helplessness, met Deng Chenggong's excited gaze, and said again: "I promise to take over Jinyiwei." ”

"Hahaha, good, good!"

Hearing Li Ling's affirmative reply, an excited smile appeared on Deng Chenggong's handsome face, and he said, "Li Ling, in the future, the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Realm will be handed over to you." ”

"Deng Shao, let me explain one thing first, although I promised you to take over Jinyiwei. However, as for whether I can restrain the ancient warriors of Huaxia, I can't guarantee this. ”

"As long as you do it, you can do it!"

Looking at Deng Chenggong's trusting eyes, Li Ling wondered, what even I thought was impossible, are you so sure that I can do it?

"Come, I'll introduce you to a few masters!"

With that, Deng Chenggong opened the car door and walked down.

"Bang Bang!"

As soon as he got out of the car, Li Ling heard Deng Chenggong's clapping.

As his clapping sound sounded, Li Ling's eyes narrowed, and four figures appeared in his eyes.

"What a powerful concealment kung fu!" Li Ling hadn't entered the superbody state yet, but he was also a genuine half-step grandmaster. However, he never noticed that there were four masters hidden around him.

With a bright smile on his face, Deng Chenggong pointed to a strong man standing at the front, and introduced with a smile: "Li Ling, this is Meng Wei with a hundred steps to hang his hand!"

"Hundred steps to hang up your hand?" Li Ling was shocked in his heart, a hundred steps to hang his hand, it is the family heirloom of the early Ming Dynasty general Meng Long, legend has it that Meng Long met the fleeing Ming Taizu, and made a righteous move, under one palm, within a hundred steps, all the pursuers were shattered internal organs.

Meng Wei is at least two meters tall, and his palms are particularly eye-catching, just like a pu fan, although he has a sincere smile on his face, his eyes are full of exquisite light.

Meeting Li Ling's scrutinizing gaze, Meng Wei smiled kindly at him.

"This is Zhao Junru, a master of Lost Trace Boxing!" Deng Chenggong turned his gaze to the middle-aged man standing behind Meng Wei.

The middle-aged man's expression was calm, and his face was a little thin, but his eyes flashed like a wolf, and they were extremely fierce.

A trace of doubt flashed in Li Ling's eyes, and he muttered in his heart, isn't the Lost Trace Fist a mastery of the Huo family?

"This is Tong Kun, a fourth-level thunderbolt ability!"

Tong Kun was very young, with a sunny smile on his face, and met Li Ling's scrutinizing gaze.

"Duan Qingfeng, Level 4 Crazy Ability Person!"

The last young man, without waiting for Deng Chenggong's introduction, opened his mouth to introduce himself.

Deng Chenggong smiled and said to the four of them: "I won't introduce Li Ling much, you should all know him!"

"The first strong grandmaster in modern China, and he also broke through from foreign kung fu. With a sincere smile on his face, Meng Wei said, "We have heard of Li Shao's name for a long time. ”

"From today onwards, Li Ling is your capital!"

As Deng Chenggong's voice fell, the faces of the four people present changed slightly.

Zhao Junru frowned, glanced at Li Ling, and said in a low voice, "Deng Shao, has this matter been approved by Elder Wang?"

Deng Chenggong's eyelids lifted, and the smile on his face gradually converged, staring at Zhao Junru.

Although Deng Chenggong is not a superpower, his identity and status have made him invisibly develop a momentum. This momentum is more majestic than the momentum of the ancient warriors.

"Zhao Junru, let me ask you, who is the seventy-sixth generation of Jinyiwei!" Deng Chenggong asked in an indifferent voice.

"It's Deng Shao!"

"Since the seventy-sixth generation is me, then, I will pass on the position to Li Ling, do I need to ask others?"

"No!" Zhao Junru replied with a somewhat pale face.

"Since you don't need to, then what are you still doing in a daze?"

Zhao Junru's expression was complicated, and he looked at Li Ling, who was always smiling faintly, "Zhao Junru, the guard of the brocade guard, see Dutong!"

"Jinyi Wei's left eye spy Meng Wei, see Dutong!"

"Jinyi Wei Zuolong punishes Shi Tong Kun, see Dutong!"

"Jinyi Wei Zuolong punishes Duan Qingfeng, participate in the capital!"

Looking at Zhao Junru and the four of them kneeling on one knee, Li Ling's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he smiled brightly, and said, "Get up." ”

"Yes, Totong!"

Jin Yulong stood aside and watched Zhao Junru and the four of them kneel down on one knee towards Li Ling, with a look of jealousy flashing in his eyes. He has followed Deng Chenggong for many years, but in the end, in the eyes of others, his golden jade dragon is at most a guard.

"Li Ling, Jinyiwei will be handed over to you in the future!"

Looking at Li Ling, Deng Chenggong's eyes were filled with trust, and he took out a tiger talisman from his pocket and said, "This tiger talisman represents the identity of the Jinyi Wei Dutong." The masters of the brocade clothes guard only recognize the tiger talisman, not the people!"

After receiving the tiger talisman handed by Deng Chenggong, a smile flashed in Li Ling's eyes, he only recognized the tiger talisman, not people, he naturally wouldn't take this sentence seriously.

Li Ling can be sure that as long as Deng Chenggong gives an order, the master of Jinyiwei will go against him.