Chapter Twenty-Six: The Little Battle of the Heroes' Pavilion
The onlookers looked at each other, this guy who was wearing the usual martial arts uniform was actually a distinguished guest invited by Miss Gu?
Could it be that the four deacons that Miss Gu wants to choose are already one of them? No, isn't that a little less opportunity. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Gou Fu was almost frightened, and his body shrank back.
Song Que's eyes were sharp, and he sneered: "Who was talking nonsense there just now?"
Gou Fu's head was buzzing, and he wanted to hide, but he didn't expect the people in front of him to be faster, hula dodge, and show him hard.
Gou Fu tried hard to laugh, but his laughter was worse than crying.
Song Que was proud and said, "What do you people know?" Miss Gu came to the door in person and wanted to invite Wang Ming to Luofu Sect. ”
Everyone chuckled when they heard this, and it was really like this.
Wang Ming laughed dumbly, and Fat Song couldn't help but start to get nervous and dragged him.
Song Que originally wanted to blow it, how many carriages were waiting at this gate, it was a good time to make a name for himself, but unfortunately, Wang Ming didn't let it.
Wang Ming walked into the Gu Mansion and followed Steward Liu into the Qunying Pavilion.
There are more than 100 people in the Qunying Pavilion, and they are all dressed on the most solemn occasions of the samurai, and it can be said that they are draped all over their bodies.
But everywhere I saw was golden, silver, and red...... The dazzling eyes of countless armors, compared to Song Que's outfit, were a little shabby.
As soon as Wang Ming came in, almost everyone looked at him.
Wang Ming knew very well, because he was dressed in plain clothes.
"That's too shabby, isn't it? ”
"It's so casual!"
"What kind of people are so rude? ”
......
Wang Ming could read it from everyone's eyes, but he didn't care.
Wu Yingjie laughed secretly in the crowd, Wang Ming's poor and sour appearance was not his face alone, but the face of the entire Wulei Gate.
Qunyingge is a bunch of boring people, Wang Ming doesn't need to fight with them haha, seize the time to practice Jinggong, as the so-called "practice when you are busy in your spare time, and it is true to be inseparable".
Wang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, the Thunder Palace appeared, thousands of millimeters of light came out, and the area of the chest and abdomen gradually brightened.
The fourfold high-level time shift of the martial arts, watching the opponent's shot is like slowing down the motion, and when it comes to consummation, the Eyesight Realm can achieve inward vision, so that the operation of True Qi can be more accurate and effective.
Wang Ming's chest and abdomen are now bright, in fact, he is already a part of his inner vision, and when he can see clearly inside and outside his body, his martial arts fourfold vision realm will be completed.
The Five Thunder Fist and the Five Thunder Hammer are the dynamic skills of Wang Ming's cultivation, and he has been practicing day and night, while the Silent Observation Thunder Palace is the meditation of Wang Ming's cultivation.
Song Que couldn't stay still, a few acquaintances came to inquire about the news, and his heart swelled and couldn't help but blow away from these people.
Soon, Miss Gu personally invited Wang Ming to be a deacon, and the news of Wang Ming's refusal spread in the Qunying Pavilion.
Wu Yingjie was so angry that his nose was crooked when he heard it, and Wang Ming was really crazy in his heart.
Naturally, there was no idea about playing soy sauce to see the excitement, and those who regarded the Luofu Sect deacon as a deacon in their bag immediately looked at Wang Ming with a bad gaze.
Song Que was indeed lacking in heart, and he became more and more proud when he saw the consternation on others' faces, how did he know that he was helping Wang Ming pull hatred points.
Wang Ming smiled bitterly in his heart, and had the intention to ask Song Que not to be stupid, his brows furrowed slightly, and he found that someone was watching him in the dark.
Wang Ming's ears moved slightly, and he couldn't hear it, and the person who was secretly watching was at least the realm of the Martial Arts Fivefold Little Grandmaster.
I didn't figure out how the four little grandmasters disappeared, and some of them couldn't sleep after all.
They didn't dare to break into the Five Thunder Gate again, and if they wanted to be tempted, they could only start from themselves.
The Liuhe Gate, the Seven Love Gate, and the Eight Sound Gate in the martial arts have always spared no effort to fight the Five Thunder Gate, and Wang Ming, the person of these three sects, must be highly vigilant, and the martial arts family in the family is also full of malice towards the Five Thunder Gate.
The decline of the Five Thunder Sect for a hundred years is inseparable from these four major forces, as for which faction is behind these four major forces, Wang Ming has to ask the master to know.
No matter who it is, they don't dare to deal with themselves blatantly, this is Wang Ming's advantage.
At this moment, more than a dozen young men wearing golden helmets and golden armor came in.
A few familiar whispers, and after a while, these people looked at Wang Ming with all kinds of unkindness.
Wang Ming stood alone in the Qunying Pavilion, his face was expressionless, and in the eyes of those who had a heart, he naturally thought that Wang Ming was arrogant.
Wu Yingjie saw one of the people who came in, Liu Shijie of the Liu family in the four major schools of Lei City.
Among the four heroes of Lei City, Wu Yingjie is at the bottom, Liu Shijie ranks first, looks easy-going, but is actually a ruthless character.
Wu Yingjie saw that he listened to what the person next to him said, and his face became bad.
There's a drama to watch!
Wu Yingjie was unhappy with Wang Ming, but he ended up in disgrace a few times, and he was afraid of Wang Ming's "five thunders", so he could only endure it.
At this time, Liu Shijie walked towards Na Wang Ming.
Here it comes!
Wu Yingjie immediately became excited.
Liu Shijie walked up to Wang Ming and said coldly: "You are Wang Ming?"
Wang Ming saw a thin young man with squinted eyes, garlic nose, and silver carp mouth, looking at him with disdain.
Wang Ming ignored him and turned his face away.
The fire in Liu Shijie's heart suddenly came out, and he said, "You still preach everywhere that Miss Gu personally asked you to be a deacon, and you refused, why don't you go to heaven?"
Haha! The people behind Liu Shijie immediately echoed and laughed.
"What, are you speechless?" the ridicule in Liu Shijie's eyes became thicker and thicker.
So many people want the position of deacon of Luofu Sect, Liu Shijie is in need of prestige, so that no one dares to compete with him, and Wang Ming of the Five Thunder Gates, whether it is his background or skills, is the best object of prestige.
"You and I will have a discussion to see if you have the confidence to say big things?"
Wang Ming lowered his eyebrows, like an old monk.
"Liu Shao has spoken to you, dumb. ”
"Just like this, he still boasted that he was personally invited by the eldest lady, who would believe it?"
"If you don't have the guts, if you don't have the guts, you will kowtow to Liu Shao three times, otherwise you will break your limbs and throw it out!"
"Yes!
Liu Shijie's fox friends immediately coaxed.
"What are you doing here?" Song Que stood in front of Wang Ming and said, "Miss Gu invited Wang Ming, I saw it with my own eyes." Wang Ming refused, and I saw it, so what?"
It's good to come!
Liu Shijie's eyes lit up, his shoulders shrugged, and he was about to punch.
Beating this Song Que is equivalent to beating Wang Ming.
Wang Ming's eyes were cold, and he didn't mind slapping Liu Shijie against the wall.
"The auspicious time has come, and you will enter. ”
Suddenly there was a shout outside the Qunying Pavilion.
Liu Shijie stretched out half of his hand and retracted it, and said, "Boy, you give me a little care." ”
Song Que's face turned pale.
"Let's go!" Liu Shijie glared at Wang Ming viciously.
Wang Ming saw Song Que standing there stupidly, his face turned from white to black, raised his hand and patted his fat face, and said, "Hit hard, fight back." ”
Song Que clenched his fist, immediately let go, and said, "Boss, you help me fight back." ”
Wang Ming shook his head, speechless.