Female President's Ultimate Guard

In the rain, there was already a long queue outside the gate of the villa.

Shen Dong used God's perspective to scan, and found that these people were all warriors, with varying strengths, some hadn't even reached the early stage of true martial arts, while most of them were at the early stage of true martial arts and a small number of middle stages of true martial arts.

At the same time, he found that among this group of people, the strength of the man with the stick and the man with the sword was considered the highest.

"Senior, is this your first time here? Remember, don't make loud noises, and don't act aggressively. I heard that the rules here are very strict."

The sword-wielding man led Shen Dong to the back of the queue. He was really worried that an expert like Shen Dong would not be able to endure the long wait, so he gave Shen Dong a vaccination first.

Shen Dong hummed and didn't say any more.

At the gate of the villa, two men were recording the names, hometowns, and cultivation levels of the warriors who came to the banquet, and the speed was really not a bit slow.

The two men were probably also afraid of neglecting Shen Dong, so they had nothing to say: "Dare to ask senior's name? If there is anything in the future, please tell me."

Shen Dong didn't intend to form a friendship with the two casual cultivators, so he said lightly: "We just met by chance, and we will see you again in the future!"

The two were choked by Shen Dong's answer. Immediately, the man with the sword thought he was taking the liberty, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Senior, my name is Chen Cong, and this is my cousin from the same village, named Chen Liang."

Shen Dong hummed lightly again, and didn't speak again.

Chen Liang and Chen Cong looked at each other, and they didn't bother themselves anymore.

Perhaps because of the heavy rain, several middle-aged men came out of the villa one after another to help register the warriors who came.

This speed was obviously faster. After more than ten minutes, it was finally Shen Dong's turn.

"Name, place of origin, age, cultivation level, and home address"

When Shen Dong came to a desk, the man in charge of recording asked Shen Dong without raising his head.

Of course, it is impossible for Shen Dong to tell his real name and details, so he thought for a while and said, "My name is Wang Xu, I am 25 years old, and I am in the early stage of True Martial Realm!"

"go in!"

The man in charge of recording still didn't raise his head, and waved to Shen Dong.

Chen Cong and Chen Liang, who were following behind Shen Dong, looked at each other. They are at the peak of the real martial arts realm. They are almost forty this year. Although they are not experienced in hundreds of battles, they have fought several times, big and small. Ten fights.

So the two of them could see that Shen Dong was deliberately concealing his own strength. If Shen Dong was really only at the early stage of the True Martial Realm, it was absolutely impossible for him to tease the two of them lightly.

"What do you think this senior is doing to hide his strength? I guess he must be a grandmaster in the Xuanwu realm. If he reveals his strength, he will definitely be warmly received by several major organizers."

After completing the registration procedures, Chen Cong whispered to Chen Liang.

The two of them wandered the rivers and lakes for a period of time before, so they are naturally familiar with some self-protection methods in the rivers and lakes.

Chen Liang was quite excited, and hurriedly said: "Didn't you hear what this senior said just now? He's just here for fun, and he's probably here to join in the fun. The two of us try to gain his favor. Maybe we'll wait until the competition. He can also secretly help us."

When Chen Cong heard this, his brows brightened.

The guidance of a Xuanwu Realm master is more precious than gold.

After all, if one wants to learn advanced martial arts, in addition to hard work and hard work, he also needs the guidance and advice of a famous teacher. Sometimes when the opportunity arises, a call from a famous teacher may not necessarily make him realize his epiphany and his strength soar.

"Senior, I still have a piece of clothing in my backpack. Look, your clothes are all wet. How about I take you to change them to avoid catching a cold."

Chen Liang immediately rushed to Shen Dong, and patted the change of clothes left in his backpack.

Just now he gave Shen Dong his raincoat, and now his whole body is soaked.

But he ignored himself and cared about Shen Dong instead.

In his opinion, as long as Shen Dong is a discerning person, he will definitely be very moved by his move.

At this moment, Shen Dong saw the two middle-aged men in their early forties in front of him calling him senior one by one, and he laughed: "No, you can change it. By the way, don't call me senior, I really take responsibility." Sorry."

"No, no, senior, the word "senior" means our respect for you. In my martial arts, seniority is based on strength."

Chen Cong and Chen Cong spoke so sincerely that they were about to praise Shen Dong to the sky.

Shen Dong was speechless, and after putting on a posture of letting you go, he walked inside.

After passing through a courtyard, we came to the villa.

At this time, dozens of people have gathered in the entire villa, all of whom are warriors.

As Shen Dong's God's perspective swept over, he found that these people were similar to the people lining up outside. They were all warriors in the realm of real martial arts, and some of them were not even in the realm of real martial arts, they just had more muscular muscles.

The decoration style of the entire villa hall is extremely simple. It can be said that it is just paved with floor tiles and putty on the walls. Other than that, there are no decorations, not even chairs, and everyone is in groups Stand together and chat.

Immediately, Shen Dong opened the perspective of God, wanting to see if there are any acquaintances around.

In addition to dozens of warriors in the hall on the first floor, there are also many masters on the second floor, who seem to be the organizers of this gathering.

It's just a pity that Shen Dong didn't find anyone he knew.

He smiled wryly in his heart, and said that the people he met came from big families or first-class sects, and those who held the group arena trials secretly here must be some small families without any strength and background, so he naturally didn't know them. of.

He sighed in his heart, thinking whether he should go upstairs to talk to the organizer, and see if he could use his old face to ask the organizer to pack a house for him so that he and Lin Man Son rest tonight.

After all, although there is a fire in the cave, where can there be a comfortable bed?
Just when he was hesitating about this, suddenly, there was a violent shout in the originally noisy hall: "Chen Cong, Chen Liang, you two bastards dare to come here? It's not until you two turtle grandchildren take revenge."

"Zhu Zhenhua? Are you here too?"

Chen Liang exclaimed, and at the same time put the iron rod in his hand across his chest: "Zhu Zhenhua, what happened last time was an accident, our brothers didn't do it on purpose."

"It wasn't intentional. It's so easy to say. You two beat my elder brother like that, and you said it wasn't intentional."

Zhu Zhenhua raised the big knife that was held by his waist, cursed angrily, and slashed towards Chen Liang's two brothers: "Today I will kill you two sons of bitches, and avenge my elder brother!"

Although Zhu Zhenhua was at the same level as Chen Liang's two brothers, they were both true martial arts peak fighters, but his body was as strong as a cow, weighing more than 200 kilograms, and he was 1.9 meters tall. The big knife in his hand weighed at least sixty to seventy kilograms , Slashing down with a single knife is quite deterrent to breaking up mountains and breaking rocks.

Seeing this, the warriors around retreated away one after another, fearing that it would harm Chi Yu.

The Chen Cong brothers originally wanted to explain, but seeing that Zhu Zhenhua had already slashed towards them, they didn't have time to say more, and hurriedly raised their weapons to dodge.

Although the two of them are also warriors in the realm of true martial arts, because of their stubborn physical illnesses and Zhu Zhenhua's strength and speed, they are far superior to the two of them.

So the two of them could only dodge again and again, not daring to confront it.

Shen Dong frowned slightly. Originally, he planned to take the opportunity to leave the two of them aside, and then go upstairs to meet the organizer of the banquet.

But just as he had this thought, the battle between the three had intensified, and Zhu Zhenhua was hit in the back by Chen Liang.

And Chen Liang's two brothers were not much better, one leg was cut off a piece of blood, and the other was injured by Zhu Zhenhua's giant knife, and a wound as thick as a hair was cut on his chest. It was more than ten centimeters long, and blood was slowly oozing out.

Shen Dong saw that this was about to kill people, and no one stepped forward to stop it. Seeing that Zhu Zhenhua's machete had already chopped off Chen Liang's head, his figure flashed in front of Chen Liang, and he swiped with one hand. He grabbed Zhu Zhenhua's wrist.

Just now Zhu Zhenhua was slapped by Chen Liang, and the corner of his mouth was already bleeding, but he resisted not to spit out the blood.

At this moment, seeing someone dare to block him, this made him fly into a rage. Just as he was about to chop Shen Dong into two with all his strength, he found that even with all his strength, Shen Dong still remained motionless, even He didn't change his face.

And under the force, it also exacerbated the injury of his body. In an instant, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

In the end, blood welled up his throat, but he swallowed it back abruptly.

At this moment, a violent voice rang out: "What are you doing? You dare to make trouble here, you are really brave."

A burly middle-aged man in a long gown walked towards this side with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, all the warriors on the scene gave way to the middle-aged man.

The three people who were about to have a life-and-death fight just now put away the weapons in their hands after seeing the person coming, and even Zhu Zhenhua, a reckless man, did not dare to do anything wrong.

After putting the machete in his hand into the box behind his back, he cupped his hands and said to the middle-aged man: "Senior, I don't mean to offend, but these two bastards once seriously injured my eldest brother, I have been looking for them for a long time, now .”

However, before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man shouted: "I don't care about your personal grievances. If you dare to make trouble here, does that mean you don't take our eight big families seriously?"

Zhu Zhenhua looked aggressive, but when the middle-aged man slapped him like that, he immediately acted like a docile kitten, trying to open his mouth to defend himself, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Get out, before I get angry, get out!"

The middle-aged man pointed at the door. Although he was only a peak true martial artist, Zhu Zhenhua couldn't breathe because of the domineering aura on his body.

After all, there is a powerful family behind this middle-aged man. Of course, this so-called toughness can only be reflected in front of these casual warriors.

In the entire martial arts world, the so-called eight major families mentioned by middle-aged men are actually not ranked at all.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, not only Zhu Zhenhua, but also Chen Cong and Chen Liang were stunned, and looked at the middle-aged man beggingly.

These casual cultivators who are not strong all want to find a strong backer for themselves, and at the same time support themselves, so that they will not be bullied by others in the future.

Pfft!
Suddenly, Zhu Zhenhua, a strong man, knelt down on the ground, clasped his hands together and begged constantly: "Senior, please forgive me this time, I really happened for a reason, I assure you, there will never be a next time."

"Next time, do you still have this chance?"

The middle-aged man showed no mercy, and directly shouted at the warriors who came to the banquet: "What are you still doing? You don't want to participate in this selection contest? Come out and throw them out for me."

These warriors did not dare to be negligent when they heard the words, and this was also a good time to make meritorious deeds, so several people rushed out, carried Zhu Zhenhua and the three of them and walked outside.

As for whether they will continue to fight and fight outside, that depends on them.

Anyway, this place can be regarded as a place outside the law. Even if someone died, at worst, he would throw it in the sea, and no one would care about it.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

The middle-aged man was about to turn around and go back upstairs when he suddenly noticed that Shen Dong was still standing there, and none of the warriors who rushed out to help him dared to touch Shen Dong.

It's really not that these warriors are afraid of Shen Dong's strength, because they can all see clearly that Shen Dong is here to persuade a fight, not to cause trouble.

Shen Dong hastily explained with a smile: "Senior, I think you have misunderstood. I just tried to persuade a fight, not to fight."

After saying this, he just wanted to ask if he could pack a room for himself and let himself stay overnight.

But before he could say anything, the middle-aged man shouted loudly: "I don't care what you are? As long as you are pregnant with the rules here, you can't stay here. Get out of here quickly, or I will make you look good!"

Hearing the other party yelling one after another, Shen Dong's temper suddenly darkened: "Who do you say you are?"

There were still a few well-meaning warriors who wanted to stand up and plead for Shen Dong, but they were stopped by the companions next to them.

After all, most of the martial artists here are here for the first time, and they don't have a special understanding of the rules here.

It's really not worth it if you lose your qualification for the competition for an irrelevant person.

The middle-aged man didn't expect Shen Dong to dare to refute himself, so he rushed forward with his fists, glared at Shen Dong angrily, and howled, "I am me, I am your old man."

Snapped!
A slap resounded throughout the hall, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man's body instantly soared up, spun several times in the air, and then fell to the ground with a slap.