"Grandpa, Xiaoqian and Zhao Youcai have not been in touch for many years. ”

Wan Qian was a little confused, what did Wan Bao mean?

"Xiaoqian, bring him to dinner!"

Every time he competed, he could see the eager-eyed Zhao Youcai, and Wan Bao knew in his heart that his own father really regretted it.

Blood is thicker than water.

No matter how much of a bastard Zhao Youcai was when he was young, he was his father.

Wanbao didn't want to leave regrets, so he planned to meet each other, talk, and write off the unpleasant things.

This meal may really be goodbye.

There's no certainty that Manbao will win.

Even if you win against the aliens, you may not have a way to live.

"Really, grandpa, you can't hit him!"

When she was a child, Wan Qian remembered the scene of Wanbao beating Zhao Youcai.

It's too ruthless, it's all to the death!

"What are you talking about?

"Grandpa, did I really bring Zhao Youcai here?"

Wan Qian, who can only do business, doesn't have enough brains.

"Come on!"

。。。。。。

Three days later, near a three-way intersection in Yanjing City.

"When will you arrive?"

"Martial law is on, and the road to the Qinglong Hotel is all blocked, and it is difficult to move an inch. ”

"Really? I just arrived at the Blue Dragon Hotel... ”

The person who answered the phone, found his car, was stopped.

"Stop, don't get out of the car!"

A policeman walked into the car and said solemnly.

In front of the Qinglong Hotel, the cars behind him have been rerouted.

The person who answered the phone, into the phone, said guessingly: "Qinglong Hotel, a big man is here." ”

The road is closed, and there are big people traveling.

。。。。。。

"Xiaoqian, is grandpa so guarded every time he travels?"

Zhao Youcai is the same generation as Wan Qi, and three hours ago, he was taken into the dining box by Wan Qian, and after the security check, he waited patiently.

"Grandpa's travel, security level, is about the same as the emperor, but it's cumbersome, unless we meet in the princess's mansion, it will be better. ”

This time, Zhao Youcai strongly requested to bring his daughter-in-law and children to eat together.

I didn't expect it, but I just mentioned it and approved it.

"Grandpa, that's amazing. ”

Zhao Youcai does not have Wan Qi's confidence, everything is done according to the rules.

"Sister, can I make a video?"

Zhao Youcai's three sons and two daughters are all ready to move, wanting to remember tonight's exciting moment.

The capital of showing off, as long as it is bright, the video shot tonight will be respected in front of the classmates.

"Brother, it's best not to shoot a video, if you are taken advantage of, there will be endless troubles. ”

"How can there be endless troubles? A person as big as my grandfather is my brother。。。。。 ”

Wan Qian's sister has already made up her mind to take pictures of this exciting dinner.

"My sister can't shout! ”

Wan Qian hurriedly stopped her sister from speaking.

I'm too worried, don't eat a meal, get into a lot of trouble.

。。。。。。

"Xiaoqi, we're here too early. ”

has been waiting for two hours, Wan Bao has not yet appeared, Wan Qi's boyfriend Zhao Wuzhuo is a little impatient.

"Can you come in if you don't come early?"

"Why can't you get in?"

"The road was closed for three hours, and during the road closure, you want to get here, there are many checkpoints... ”

“。。。。 ”

Zhao Wuzhuo has already thought about it, and he will never suffer again next time.

"Do you know how much this meal costs?"

Seeing Zhao Wuzhuo's thoughts, Wan Qi asked proudly.

"How much?"

"Five million!"

"Datang coins?"

"Nonsense, in the capital of the Tang Dynasty, can you still use foreign money?"

“。。。。。 ”

Zhao Wuzhuo was speechless again.

These three hours are worth the wait.

The cost of a table of dishes is fifteen million Wei dollars.

。。。。。

"Dad, pay attention to your attitude, you must not rely on the old to sell the old, the dignity of the Tang royal family cannot be desecrated. ”

Wan Miao whispered to Wan Lin again, in fact, it was to remind his grandfather Wan He and grandfather Wan Hai, who are higher than Wan Bao, not to talk nonsense and cause trouble.

"Son, don't worry! The two of them have long since grown old.

This time I came to see a lot, and I just saw it with my eyes, and I definitely wouldn't talk nonsense. ”

Wealthy families, understand the rules, understand the general situation, wait patiently without hurry, and are not in a hurry at all.

Wanhe and Wanhai, like Spiegel in their hearts, are just to take a look at Wanbao and have a good meal by the way.

This meal, the financial resources of the ten thousand families, will never be able to afford it.

。。。。。

Qinglong Hotel.

A large luxury room with a total of four round tables.

Zhou Ben and his disciples have a special table.

The people in Zhao Youcai's family have a special table.

Wealthy families, a special table.

Wanbao home, one and another table.

"Please be quiet! The King of Tang Dynasty will be here soon!"

The box door opened, and an official, after entering, said majestically.

The noisy box, like the disciplined forces, suddenly lost its sound.

"All stand up!"

The official shouted.

"Huh!"

Everyone in the box stood up.

After a while.

"King of Tang Dynasty, Li Yuanba has arrived!"

There was a loud shout outside the door, and clear footsteps could be heard in the flower-covered corridor.

Everyone's eyes looked excitedly at the door.

"Hey---- my little treasure, it's so cute, maybe it's a score. ”

Wan Qi was chattering beautifully in her heart.

never wants a penny from his son, he is a wealthy family.

Mother values son.

Wan Qi glanced at Zhao Wuzhuo, who was handsome and very nervous beside him.

"After seeing Xiaobao, do you dare to be so proud?"

Wan Qi looked at the special seat beside him and thought proudly.

。。。。。。

At the Bird's Nest Gymnasium, a group of workers are debugging the lighting of the ring.

"Have you ever seen a ring this big?"

"I haven't seen it!"

"The No. 1 Yellow Ball Ring, it's the first time I've seen anyone!"

"I just measured it, it is 40 meters long and 28 meters wide. ”

"How many meters is a normal ring?"

"The length and width do not exceed eight meters. ”

。。。。。

On the day of the opening of the game, in front of the Bird's Nest Gymnasium, there was a sea of people, and the Datang army was dispatched with guns to maintain order on the scene.

World Championship Challenge, starting at 8 o'clock.

But at five o'clock in the afternoon, in the Bird's Nest Gymnasium, there were already more than half of the spectators.

Next to the ring, on a small stage, world-famous singers are already singing one after another.

A musical feast has begun.

The time of the competition, which may be short, is a celebrity concert as a prelude.

Time passed, and at half past seven, Wan Bao entered his lounge and began to prepare for tonight's boxing match.

"Uncle, this is the oldest ginseng you want. ”

Li Ziqing took out two sticks of 300-year-old ginseng and handed them to Wan Bao, who was watching TV on an empty stomach.

"Xiaoqing, be kind to Zhao Youcai. ”

On TV, Wan Bao saw his father a few days ago, crying like a tearful man.

"Uncle, don't worry!"

Wanbao's white and tender little hand took two sticks of ginseng, directly put one of them into his mouth, and chewed it in a big mouthful.

"Click... Click... ”

"Xiao Miao, you have to be good to Xiao Qing!"

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?

Grandpa Wan Miao didn't want Wan Bao to compete with Murong Xue anymore, an ominous omen flowing in his heart.

"You two must be together for the rest of your life!"

"Click。。。。。 Click。。。。。 ”

"Uncle, what happened?"

What happened?

Wanbao chewed on the ginseng as hard as the roots of the old tree, and watched the TV silently, no longer speaking.

Why did Li Yuanba run around outside on a thunderstorm day with a sledgehammer?

Martial arts cultivation has reached the extreme of the world, and ordinary methods cannot be broken through at all.

Looking for thunder splitting, it's not stupid, but helpless.

In life and death, seek opportunities and break through evolution.

Wanbao's cultivation has also encountered a bottleneck, and if he breaks through the late stage of transformation, he will definitely be able to open a door to cultivation again.

Wan Bao didn't want his childlike face to become a gray-haired grandfather.

This may be what Li Yuanba thought in ancient times.

Why did Murong Xue suddenly appear?

Wanbao didn't know.

But Wan Bao wants to fight to his heart's content, even if he dies in the ring, just to break through the bottleneck of cultivation.

Can Wanbao beat Murong Xue?

I don't know.

Murong Xue is very strong and is Wan Bao, the only opponent of the Yellow Ball.

Wan Bao studied all of Murong Xue's matches.

Only one problem was found, in the ring, Murong Xue did not exert all his strength.

How much strength is hidden?

Relying on video, I really can't watch it.

However, at the scene of Murong Xue's game, Li Shiwen, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, did not allow Wanbao to come in person

。。。。。

Seven fifty-five.

Murong Xue hadn't even appeared yet.

Are the aliens not coming?

In the Bird's Nest Stadium, the audience has already talked about it.

If the aliens don't come, they must wait.

"Miss Wan Qi from Wei was invited to sing "My Baby". ”

The advertisement is over, and the time for interaction is up, but the alien Murong Xue does not appear.

In order not to be cold, the second set of entertainment programs made a brilliant debut.

The host's elegant announcer.

Music plays.

Wan Qi's singing voice echoed beautifully over the Bird's Nest Stadium.

Does it sound good?

It seems that there is only his son Wanbao, and he listens very carefully.

"Baby, my baby----!。。。。。 ”

Wan Bao hummed softly, tears flowing silently.

Eight o'clock,

A dazzling white light!

In the Bird's Nest Gymnasium, everyone's eyes were flashed by white light, and they were all deaf.

After the light, a girl appeared in the ring, with a handsome face and a red gossip suit.

"Murong Xue is here, and Li Yuanba of the Tang Dynasty will come out to fight!"

No microphone, beautiful girl, domineering voice, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, clearly transmitted throughout the bird's nest.

Murong Xue is here!

In the Bird's Nest Gymnasium, except for Wan Qi's singing, there was no murmur of abnormal movements.

It's so shocking, where did Murong Xue come from?

Again out of thin air.

Aliens for sure!

"Click... Click... ”

Wan Bao wore special combat boots, sped up the speed of eating ginseng, and walked quickly towards the door without saying a word.

Swallowed ginseng in a few bites, without wiping his mouth, and walked into the Bird's Nest Stadium.

Wan Bao put on a headset and shouted:

"Murong Xue, little treasure bird!"

The heroic children's voices of Wanbao reverberate over the Bird's Nest through the megaphone.

"Come up and fight!"

Murong Xue in the ring shouted domineeringly.

"Murong Xue lives and dies in the sky, Xiaobao is not afraid of death, please be a woman, don't implicate others because of this. ”

Wan Bao, who was boiling with blood, shouted with his last shred of reason.

Two strains of 300-year-old ginseng, in the stomach, the medicinal power has already attacked, and a stream of heat rushes straight to the brain.

The deity agreed. ”

Murong Xue looked down and shouted with contempt.

"Fight!"

With an impassioned shout, Wan Bao suddenly started running, staring at the big bloodshot eyes, there was nothing else in his eyes, and he rushed towards the ring with flickering lights.

Wow stare at . . . .

"You're in your shoes!"

Barefoot and strong, Murong Xue, who was standing in the ring, shouted with a dissatisfied heroine.

Man lives for a breath.

The momentum can't be discharged!

Wanbao lives are gone, how can he stop moving forward because of fouls?

Blink of an eye.

The two-meter-high ring jumped up, waved his small fist, and went straight to Murong Xue in the center of the ring, sprinting away.

The referee shouted anxiously in his heart: "You haven't signed a life and death certificate yet?"

There are no men and women in this battle, only life and death.

"Hey----- my brother is desperate. ”

Being in the palace, watching the Tang Emperor Li Shiwen live broadcast on the big screen, let out a helpless sigh.

"Mom sang to Xiaobao, I haven't finished listening to it yet!"

Wan Qi was single-minded, from the small stage, condescending, looking at the ring, and continuing to sing.

The big war is about to break out, there are no referees, no rules.

It's like Wan Bao and Murong Xue, the two peerless masters, the top of Mount Tai, duel, only those who are alive can go down the mountain.