Seven Kills grinned, sat next to Ding Ning, put his arm around his shoulder, winked, and gave him a thumbs-up. "Good job, brother. Song Yufeng, the old dog, was thrown out by you. You are so domineering."
"That guy acted like a big shot as soon as he came. Relying on his identity as the deputy chief guard of the Yulin Guard, he pointed his nose at the sky. Does he really think that the National Warrior's Mansion is easy to bully? Who else should I throw out if not him?"
Ding Ning looked indignant, but he secretly observed Qu Wuyou's reaction with the corner of his eyes.
Unfortunately, Qu Wuyou always had a smile on his face. He looked around curiously like a bumpkin who had never seen the world, as if he didn't hear what Ding Ning said and didn't answer.
Ding Ning secretly thought, "What an old fox. His ability to maintain his composure is not just for show. He doesn't know what to say at all."
The corner of Seven Kills' mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "This guy is really cunning. He never forgets to use the name of the National Warrior's Mansion."
Speechless, Seven Kills patted him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "My master and I will leave soon."
"What do you mean?"
Ding Ning was a little confused. "Why are you leaving so suddenly? Didn't you come to support me?"
"My master came in person to show his attitude. That's enough. Do you really expect my master to directly fall out with the Yulin Guard?"
Seven Kills said speechlessly.
Ding Ning suddenly realized that with Qu Wuyou's identity as a national warrior, how could he stay here to fight with the juniors of the Yulin Guard? He couldn't afford to lose face.
He took the trouble to come here in person. Even if he didn't say a word, it showed the attitude of the National Warrior's Mansion so that the Yulin Guard wouldn't go too far. This was already the greatest support for him.
"Okay, I got it. But what's the situation with the Yulin Guard?"
Ding Ning was moved in his heart. He appreciated this kindness, but only by knowing oneself and knowing the enemy could one win a hundred battles. God knew what kind of tricks the Yulin Guard would play. He was not afraid of using brute force, but he was afraid that those guys would play dirty, such as framing him and putting a charge on him. That would be annoying.
"Although Song Yufeng is unpopular, he's still the Deputy Chief Guardsman of the Featherwood Guard after all. They definitely have to get back this face. So, this time they've dispatched an expert from the First Camp. They're prepared to beat you down in public and get back this face."
Seven Kills whispered in his ear, "But don't worry, he won't dare do anything to you. At most, he'll just teach you a lesson."
The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, and he squinted at Qisha. Why did he feel that this guy was gloating?
Seven Kills was indeed rejoicing in Ding Ning's misfortune. Although Ding Ning was in the right this time, he really didn't give the Featherwood Guard any face. Even the three Kingdom Knights were shaking their heads and smiling wryly, feeling that Ding Ning had gone a bit overboard. A little lesson was only right and proper.
After all, most people thought that the National Warrior's Mansion and the Featherwood Guard were incompatible like fire and water. Only Seven Kills and a few others knew that the head of the Featherwood Guard was from the National Warrior's Mansion. Slapping the Featherwood Guard's face was also not giving the National Warrior's Mansion face.
Letting the expert from the First Camp teach Ding Ning a lesson and get back the Featherwood Guard's face was also tacitly approved by the National Warrior's Mansion. Fearing that the expert from the First Camp didn't know the gravity of the situation, Qu Wuyou specially brought Seven Kills to make the expert understand that he could teach Ding Ning a lesson, but he shouldn't be reckless.
"What if I don't want to be taught a lesson?"
Looking at Qisha's gloating face, Ding Ning felt very unhappy and said angrily, "That's right.
Qu Wuyou wasn't his opponent now, let alone a mere expert from the First Camp. Was he qualified to teach him a lesson?
"As long as you have the ability, you can also teach him a lesson."
Seven Kills said with a smile as if he wanted to see the world in chaos, but he didn't think that Ding Ning would be the opponent of that expert from the First Camp. After all, that expert received hellish combat training every day. In terms of actual combat effectiveness, even Seven Kills might have to admit defeat.
"Oh, that's good. Just wait and see how I beat him until his teeth fall all over the ground."
Ding Ning said noncommittally.
He was just worried that it would be difficult for the National Warrior's Mansion if he made a big deal out of it, so he asked.
After all, people couldn't live for themselves. The current situation of the National Warrior's Mansion was not very good, so he didn't want the National Warrior's Mansion to compromise again because of him.
If the National Warrior's Mansion asked him to bear with it, he could only bear with it. He wouldn't fight back or scold back, which could be regarded as a favor for the National Warrior's Mansion to hand over the Bureau of Religions to protect him.
But now that Seven Kills said so, he naturally wouldn't bear with it anymore. It would be strange if he didn't beat the expert from the First Camp until his mother couldn't recognize him.
"Young and impetuous, it's good to be taught a lesson, lest he is too arrogant and will suffer a big loss in the future."
Qu Wuyou sighed in his heart and felt that Ding Ning's current mentality was a little too inflated. Although he appreciated Ding Ning's ability to show off, it was easy to be broken if one was too rigid. It might not be a bad thing to teach him a lesson within a controllable range, which was good for his growth.
It was no wonder that Qu Wuyou thought so. After all, Ding Ning's Divine Soul had not recovered yet, and his whole body's aura was restrained without any leakage. Even Qu Wuyou couldn't detect that Ding Ning's cultivation was actually not weaker than his, or even stronger.
The master and disciple didn't stay long. After chatting with Ding Ning casually for a while, they left surrounded by a large group of people.
The Warriors' Assembly also officially began. Ding Ning declined the request of the three Deputy Directors to let him go on the stage to speak a few words. He sat on the main seat and closed his eyes to rest like an old monk in meditation.
Perhaps they were really afraid of Ding Ning's simple and direct opening speech, the attitude of the three Deputy Directors was not firm. After some modesty, Zhang Heping represented the organizer as the host and was responsible for speaking on the stage.
Gu Jianyang and Chu Ziqiao sat honestly next to Ding Ning and tried to get close to him. It seemed that these two Deputy Directors, who had always been dissatisfied with Ding Ning, now had the intention to actively approach him.
Zhang Heping spoke eloquently for nearly half an hour, nothing more than making friends through martial arts, stopping where necessary, for the development of martial arts in Shenzhou, and other meaningless clichés, which made the warriors under the stage drowsy.
"The Warriors' Assembly officially begins now. Representatives, please come on the stage to draw lots for the first round of the competition. There are a total of 132 participating teams. The first round of the competition is an elimination system. The rules of the competition are that the one who is knocked off the stage will be the loser; the one who takes the initiative to admit defeat will be the loser; the one who falls on the ground for ten seconds and cannot get up to continue fighting …"
As Zhang Heping announced the rules of the competition, the representatives of the drowsy martial artists on the scene were revived on the spot as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Each team sent a representative to the stage to draw lots.
"Director Chu, does our Seventeenth Department have a participating team?"
Ding Ning asked curiously when he saw that the soldiers of the Second Camp were also going to draw lots as a competing team.
"Yes, but the Seventeenth Department is the organizer. In order to avoid unfair situations, according to the rules, the participating teams of our Jiangnan Road's Seventeenth Department must go to other regions to participate in the Warriors' Assembly. Those who come to our Jiangnan Road to participate in the Warriors' Assembly are all from the Seventeenth Department of other regions."
Chu Ziqiao explained in detail with a strange expression. He secretly cursed in his heart, "This is common sense, okay?"
Ding Ning suddenly understood and smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed. He was really incompetent as a Director, he didn't even know this common sense.
"Director Ding, I think that this time, Qingyun Security is the only one who can get into the top fifty in our Jiangnan Road."
Gu Jianyang was eager to repair the relationship with Ding Ning, so he tried to find something to talk about.
"Yes, Qingyun Security is too strong. Yesterday, many participating teams have already given up. There are also many people who complain that they are here to accompany the crown prince to study. They suggested that Qingyun Security should be given a certain number of places, otherwise it would be meaningless."
Chu Ziqiao said seemingly unintentionally, "Director Ding, what do you think?"
Ding Ning didn't answer. He frowned and seriously thought about this problem.
Although Qingyun Security had this strength, if they won all the top fifty places this time, they would offend all the Jianghu forces in Jiangnan Road. This was not a good thing.
"That is not in line with the rules. Their strength is also their ability. If we directly give them the places, who knows how the people outside will spread it. Maybe they will think that our Seventeenth Department has something fishy."
Gu Jianyang firmly opposed.
"Then what do you say? If this is a normal competition, Qingyun Security will definitely take the top fifty. At that time, the entire Jiangnan martial arts world will complain. Maybe no one will come to participate in the next competition. If we directly give them a certain number of places, everyone will be happy, and the people outside can't say anything about us. "
"Anyway, I don't think it's right. The Warriors' Assembly is the Warriors' Assembly. They fight for the places based on their ability. If they don't have the ability to get the places, it's their business. This rule can't be broken."
"If we rigidly follow the rules, as long as Qingyun Security does not go out of business, not to mention this one, the top fifty of the next ten Warriors' Assembly will be taken by Qingyun Security. The Warriors' Assembly will become a special performance of Qingyun Security."
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The two deputy directors insisted on their own words, and they almost fought with each other. No one could convince the other.
Ding Ning was dizzy from the noise and waved his hand impatiently. "Don't quarrel. Let's watch first. I think Qingyun Security will not be so unreasonable. If they eat the meat, they should leave some soup for the people to drink."
Ding Ning's prestige was absolutely not just for show now. As soon as he spoke, the two deputy directors obediently closed their mouths.
The world was finally quiet!
Ding Ning crossed his legs, with a cigarette in his mouth, and watched the so-called Warriors' Assembly in boredom. He was drowsy and yawned.
At his current realm, watching these martial artists fight was like an adult watching kindergarteners playing around. He really couldn't arouse any interest.
Even if Qingyun Security went up, they basically KO'd with one move. There was no technical content to speak of. The gap in strength was too big, and there was no comparison at all.
On the contrary, the personnel of the Seventeenth Department and the Bureau of Religions were beaming with joy. They blushed and clapped their hands and cheered loudly.
This made Ding Ning speechless. It seemed that there were no masters in the Seventeenth Department and the Bureau of Religions. Those guys who competed in martial arts were slow as if they were practicing Tai Chi. He really did not see what was so interesting about it.
Boring, so boring!
If he had the time, he might as well cultivate a relationship with a beauty.
Therefore, Director Ding slipped away again. After saying goodbye to the three deputy directors, he walked back to the hotel leisurely.
Not long after, Empyrean Fairy quietly slipped into the room and complained, "I was watching it well. Why did you call me up?"
"What's so interesting about those low-level warriors competing? It's so boring. "
Ding Ning said in surprise.
"It's okay. I think it's very interesting. I can learn a lot."
Empyrean Fairy said with a blank face.
Ding Ning saw that her expression did not seem to be fake. He suddenly realized that the current Empyrean Fairy was not the high and mighty Goddess of War, but a low-level warrior who had lost all her cultivation and returned to the Foundation Building stage.
Those warriors' movements were as slow as snails in his eyes, but at this moment, in her eyes, they were as fast as lightning and thunder. No wonder she thought it was very interesting.
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