10 Forbidden City
There is no need to go into the trivia of flying.
That night, Qi Lin successfully arrived in Shen'an City.
As a famous port city in Daxia and the first batch of super cities with economic take-off, the prosperity of Shen'an City is definitely not inferior to Tianhai.
The advantage of following the leading group on a business trip is that you don't need to worry too much about trivial matters, and after landing, you can go directly to a luxury hotel with a sea view that has been booked by the secretary of the general office, and then check in smoothly.
Qi Lin is now Zang Feng's baby, so the room arranged for him by the group turned out to be a sea-view suite.
It was too luxurious, so that Qi Lin was a little uncomfortable.
Of course, it didn't take long for him to feel the time, and as soon as he entered the room and put his luggage, before he could sit down, Zhang Zizai's phone called.
"Qi boy, have you put things away, come to the conference room on the twentieth floor for a meeting when you put them away."
Qi Lin hung up the phone and looked confused, what the hell, why do you have to have a meeting on a business trip?
He retracted the erroneous evaluation that he had just said that it was convenient to follow the leaders on a business trip.
These leaders just have a lot of trouble!
In desperation, Qi Lin tidied up and came to the conference room of the hotel.
As soon as he pushed the door in, he was greeted by a burst of applause that made Qi Lin feel embarrassed.
Sitting at the head of the conference table, Chen Dong, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, looked at Qi Lin kindly, and said while leading everyone to applaud: "Our genius swordsman is here. β
Damn, it's embarrassing to play with me again.
Qi Lin maintained his expression and smiled and nodded to those present, then sat down at the end of the conference table.
The people present, except for Chen Dong and Zhang Zizai, he was only slightly familiar with the others, and basically none of them knew him.
I'm already a super-master, the status of the pillar of those basketball and soccer clubs, and I should have a bit of a temper, so I might be able to avoid a lot of ineffective socialization.
Qi Lin has already begun to think about it, and he should adjust his attitude towards the company in the future.
can no longer maintain this sunny and easy-going image of good talking, in the future, he will be a cold swordsman with "low emotional intelligence", and when the time comes, the leader will tell him what he wants to do.
Just replied: "You have decided that my mission is to defeat all enemies, and you don't need to ask me anything else." β
Isn't it cool!
The meeting was presided over by Chairman Chen, and your speech was perfect, and Qi Lian finally understood what the content of this meeting was.
To put it bluntly, it is a rehearsal of tomorrow's exchange meeting and the need to emphasize victory.
As the most well-known security center in China, Zhenwu United Center is a faΓ§ade industry jointly operated by the group behind the three large clubs.
The significance of its existence is not only to make profits by providing security services for many enterprises, but more importantly, through security services, it can allow the three major groups to maintain a good relationship with the major giant enterprises that are being served.
To put it simply, this security center is about the same as the faΓ§ade of the three major strike clubs.
Now that this face-sworn head coach has stepped down, the new head coach candidate has naturally become a more concerned event in the circle.
Of course, the competition in the Bing Strike Circle is often much simpler and clearer than in other industries.
Zang Feng, Wan Jian, and Longchang, each of the three clubs will have one or two candidates, and they will communicate and learn in an open and transparent situation, and whoever wins in the end will be the head coach.
Of course, in view of the attention of the outside world to this exchange, the three major clubs have also paid more and more attention to this matter, and have carefully set up various links for this exchange, not only preparing a media conference, but also arranging a live broadcast of the whole process.
What was originally a small thing that was intended to be decided in private has now been hyped into a big thing.
If you want to blame it, it's been on the eve of the Great Summer Combat Professional League recently, and the weight of other small combat competitions is too poor, and you can't see too many dazzling master duels.
Therefore, knowing that this time, the three clubs will each send more than seven strong masters to compete, and the fans of Bing Strike will naturally not let go of the opportunity.
As a capital, it will not let go of this sudden heat.
The meeting ended quickly, and Qi Lin was finally able to say the answer that he had been envisioning when Chen Dong asked him for advice at the end of the final conclusion.
"Well, the leaders decide, I just need to be responsible for defeating all opponents!"
Qi Lin smiled and said the above sentence indifferently with a squinting demeanor.
Forced to pause, all the leaders who looked at him had different expressions.
Perfect!
Slipping back into the room, Qi Lin continued to use his pulse cultivation method to grasp the cultivation.
Although the effect is relatively weak without the blessing of Qi, as long as it is persistent, the accumulated growth will become more and more obvious.
In his heart, he has always remembered to raise his spirit to the same limit as his physical body, to reach the realm of "transcendence".
When the time comes, you can naturally return to the Outlands again to meet the transcendent.
As for Pei Xingjian, who will face tomorrow, to be honest, I haven't seen the other party make a move, and Qi Lin is not a good judge.
But he was completely prepared.
Although when he was in the Outlands, his physical fitness was stronger with the blessing of more transcendence, but after returning to the Earth Star, he did not enjoy so many bonuses.
is also a player who plays eight or nine dans, but his advantage in the earth star is less than the advantage in the outer region.
But he's also grown immensely in the Outlands, starting with a month-long Tower of Transcendence Tower Climb reward, which greatly enriches his skill pool.
And then his realm was also successfully promoted to the eighth rank in many death battles.
In the end, a pill of Blood Bodhi pushed his physical fitness to the limit, and a pill of Enlightenment Fruit gave him two magical talents.
With the support of so many conditions, if he is still worried that he can't beat the other eight dans, then he will be too careful.
With such thoughts, late at night, Qi Lin fell asleep while cultivating.
[Select: Start the Secret Record of the Past Death]
[The worldview currently included is as follows, please select the world view opponent you want to challenge]
[Current transcendence 345, spirituality 90/100]
Yesterday, Qi Leng's confidence built up through the world where the wolf was raging was shattered by the abyss walker.
So, today he plans to look for faith in the Secret Book of Rebirth.
This time, the world he chooses is the worldview of the lame knifeman.
Scene transformations.
The next moment, he appeared on the roof of a huge Great Xia-style palace.
In the sky, the moon is as bright as water, but it has sunk in the west.
Opposite him, at the other end of the ridge, stood a man dressed in white and spotless.
The man had a beautiful face, a white face and a slight beard, and his black hair wore a crown of beads on a sandalwood seat.
A pair of eyes looked like two cold stars in the dark.
His face was white, neither pale nor miserable, but a white jade-like sparkling color.
In his left hand, he held a long sword hidden in a sheath.
The bright moonlight shone on this person, setting it off like a flying immortal descending from the sky.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains.
From the moment he saw the person opposite, a poem inexplicably appeared in Qi Lian's mind.
The man raised his head to look at Qi Lian, his eyes a little strange.
His voice was cold, and he said softly, "My opponent, it shouldn't be you. β
Qi Lin looked above each other's heads, and the unique logo of the Tower of Transcendence was gently floating above them.
So he smiled slightly and said, "However, my opponent is Ling. β
The white-clothed swordsman nodded, and the next moment, he had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, and said softly: "This sword is an overseas cold sword elite, with hair and broken hair, a sword blade of three feet and three, and a net weight of six catties and four taels." β
Qi Lin was driven by the atmosphere, inexplicably cooperated, his left hand was held from behind him, and he took out a single knife with a sheath and stretched it out in front of him, and then gently pulled out the knife, and the blade with a pale blue halo exuded a cold air.
He said loudly: "This knife is nameless, cast by the outer land divine iron, sharpened iron like clay, the blade is two feet nine long, and the net weight is four catties and two taels. β
In fact, he didn't pay attention to the performance data of his sheathed single knife, but now he has the talent of weapon control, and as soon as the knife is in his hands, the data of the knife itself has a clear understanding under the comparison of the data of various weapons he has touched.
So he introduced his knife in the same sentence as the other party, and kept the forced style.
The white-clothed swordsman looked at the knife in Qi Lian's hand and couldn't help but praise: "Good knife." β
Then he sighed again: "It's a pity it's not a sword. β
Qi Lin was a little curious: "What if it's a sword?" β
The white-clothed swordsman didn't look at Qi Lonely, but lowered his head and stared at the sword in his hand, and said slowly: "I have been practicing swords for thirty years since I was a teenager, and the best destination for me should be to die under the sword." β
Qi Lin couldn't help but want to complain - I don't have a suitable sword at hand now, why don't I change that beast slashing sword to compare with you?
After thinking about it, he didn't speak, and in this atmosphere, he took out a beast slashing sword with a completely inconsistent painting style.
Don't talk about others, even he can't accept it.
The white-clothed swordsman raised his head and looked at Qi Lian: "I don't kill unknown people under my sword, dare to ask your Excellency's name?" β
Qi Lin smiled slightly: "Qi Lonely, Qi of the Qi family, lonely Lonely, what about you, what is your name?" β
The white-clothed swordsman looked a little strange: "You, don't you recognize me?" β
Qi Lin said lightly: "You are very famous? Should I recognize you? β
The white-clothed swordsman suddenly smiled: "Just call me 'Baiyun City Lord'." β
Qi Lin nodded, he didn't know what to say, so he silently returned the knife to the sheath, but his right hand was still gently caressing the hilt of the knife, and the whole person looked at the Baiyun City Lord.
The next moment, demonic power erupted from Qi Lian's body.
With the majesty of Qi Silence, a cold wind suddenly blew on the high roof.
The long hair under the restraint of the pearl crown of the Lord of Baiyun City was violently fluttered by the strong wind, and the white robe on his body also danced wildly, like an immortal descending from the sky.
He looked at Qi Lian's posture and couldn't help asking, "The method of drawing the sword?" β
Qi Lin nodded and said nothing.
The White Cloud City Lord also nodded, and he suddenly became interested: "Somehow, I suddenly felt that it was good to be able to die under the knife!" β
"Look, I'm coming."
After finishing speaking, he tapped his feet, as if Ling Xuan resisted the wind, and the whole person turned into a white shadow and floated towards Qi Silence from mid-air!
The sword has been pierced!
The whole world seemed to slow down in this instant.
The white robe on the white cloud city lord who floated slowly floated, and the whole person was like a flying immortal coming from the sky.
(End of chapter)