Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Inside the Wang Family Martial Arts Hall.

Wang Tianquan looked at Steward Xu and said, "Is everything ready?"

Butler Xu held a list in his hand, which was left after repeated selection. From as many as a hundred people, to now there are only about ten people.

Among them was Zhao Jing, the young patriarch of the Scarlet Spirit Sect.

Steward Xu finally confirmed that the list was correct, handed it to Wang Tianquan, and said, "These are me and the elders..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, his eyes fell on Wang Qing'er who was not far away, and then he continued: "...and Ms. Qing'er, it was decided after discussing together."

"Qing'er agreed?" Wang Tianquan was taken aback, picked up the list, saw Zhao Jing's name still on it, and frowned immediately, "Didn't Qing'er hate him? Why did you put him in it?"

Qing'er agreed, that is to say, this list is actually still used for selecting a son-in-law.

After all, in the final analysis, only marriage is the most reliable, and he knows this in his heart, the reason why he said those words before was nothing more than deceiving himself.

Butler Xu seemed to know what Wang Tianquan was thinking, and said, "Miss Qing'er said that only the Red Spirit Sect can save the current situation of the Wang Family Martial Arts School."

There is still a paragraph left unsaid.

That is to say, among these people, Chi Lingzong has the thickest thighs.

In fact, not only the Red Spirit Sect, but even the Sword God Hall and Sihai Pavilion of super-first-class forces can instantly solve the current crisis of the Wang Family Martial Arts Hall, but they cannot get in touch with people of that level.

It is no exaggeration to say that superpowers like the Sword God Palace and the Four Seas Pavilion can easily destroy the Wang Family Martial Arts Academy by sending out an elder at random.

Wang Tianquan sighed for a long time, feeling powerless, but after he finished reading the list, he was a little puzzled. He turned to the reverse side, but the reverse side was blank without a single word.

He wondered: "Old Xu, didn't Xi Tianqiu come when you signed up? Why isn't his name on it?"

Butler Xu lowered his head and did not speak.

"I deleted it."

At this moment, Wang Qing'er came over.

Wang Tianquan looked at Wang Qing'er and said worriedly: "Qing'er, don't you like him? Why..."

"That's already in the past tense. Besides, he has become a monk now, and he is not suitable for getting involved in worldly affairs." Wang Qing'er said calmly.

Wang Tianquan sighed.

"Then let me ask you, do you like Zhao Jing?"

Wang Qing'er looked at Wang Tianquan with calm eyes, "Is it important?"

Wang Tianquan's heart tightened suddenly, and after a long time, he murmured: "Father, I'm sorry."

Wang Qing'er smiled lightly, and she hugged Wang Tianquan lightly, "You are my father, how can you say sorry to me, if you want to say it, I will tell you as a daughter."

After confirming the list, Steward Xu ordered people to notify each other.

Inside the Scarlet Spirit Sect, Zhao Jing was sitting in the courtyard feeling a little uneasy. Sometimes he got up and paced back and forth, while drinking tea and staring into the distance, he just couldn't bear it and had to do something.

"Why don't you come? Could it be that I lost the election? Impossible, my Scarlet Spirit Sect is far stronger than the Wang Family Martial Arts School, they have no reason not to choose me."

At this time, a man in common clothes ran in from outside.

"Young master, young master, there's an announcement from over there." The clothed man panted heavily.

Running all the way up is undoubtedly a huge workload for him. He knows the importance of this notice to the young master, so he dare not be careless.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Even though it was the expected result, Zhao Jing still couldn't help laughing out loud after getting an affirmative answer, and immediately looked at Zhao San'an and said, "Anzi, this is a good job, and there is a reward."

"Thank you, young master, for the reward." Zhao San'an said cheerfully, wiping off his sweat.

"Qing'er...you are finally going to be mine."

Zhao Jing grinned, his eyes showed that he must win.

After taking the notice, he took Zhao San'an out.

About half an hour later, I finally arrived at the Wang family martial arts hall. At this time, the stands on both sides of the hall were already crowded with people, and many of them cast their fiery gazes at the center of the martial arts hall, which was covered with a protective shield.

There are several people standing on the martial arts training platform.

All looked solemn.

Before these few people, there were a group of martial arts personnel headed by Wang Tianquan.

"The young master is here."

Butler Xu was outside the guild hall. After seeing Zhao Jing, he nodded.

Zhao Jing nodded slightly, then looked at Butler Xu, and said with a smile on his face, "Uncle Xu, is Xi Tianqiu here?"

Butler Xu said, "No."

"Did the notice not come, or was there no notice at all?" Zhao Jing asked.

Steward Xu replied, "No notice."

Zhao Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Even though he felt that he was at a disadvantage, you know, he spent a lot of money to invite the elder Chisongzi to stop Xi Tianqiu.

After all, if Xi Tianqiu came, then with his background in Qinglong Temple and Wang Qinger's liking, he would have no hope at all.

Forget it, it's a double insurance.

Thinking of this, he strode in.

Wang Tianquan saw that everyone had arrived, and just about to speak, someone in the crowd laughed and said, "Master, where is Miss Qing'er? We are all here for Miss Qing'er."

Hearing this, Zhao Jing's expression turned cold. Following the source of the voice, he saw a person in the auditorium, who was the one who spoke, and said to Zhao San'an beside him, "You know what to do."

Zhao San'an nodded, and a bloody light flashed in his eyes, "Understood, I will teach him a lesson now, no big or small thing, even the young lady dares to think about it, it's just too boring."

Seeing Zhao Jing's small movements, Wang Tianquan smiled with satisfaction.

That's right, he's ruthless enough.

He looked at the few people standing on the training platform and said, "Let's start."

On the martial arts training platform, it immediately became hot.

A series of protective shields rose out of thin air, preventing the battle on the martial arts training platform from spreading outside.

In the attic, Wang Qinger and Ye Mujiu stood side by side.

"Brother Mu didn't come?" Wang Qing'er asked.

Ye Mujiu pursed her lips and smiled, "I'll give you a surprise later."

"What surprise?" Wang Qing'er looked at Ye Mujiu, as if she didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Ye Mujiu had a mysterious expression on her face.

It's just that when she looked out of the window, she was a little uncertain. After all, she also understood Xi Tianqiu's temperament to a certain extent. She didn't dare to give an accurate answer at this time. Otherwise, the greater the hope, the more disappointed it would be. bigger.

I hope this guy can be a little stronger at critical times.

The martial arts competition on the martial arts training platform was in full swing, and after about an hour, the results of the martial arts competition came to fruition, and Zhao Jing, the young lord of the Red Spirit Sect, stood at the end.

Those who can beat him dare not really fight to death, otherwise they will have to bear the overwhelming anger of the Scarlet Spirit Sect. After all, Zhao Jing likes Wang Qing'er, and everyone in the whole Great Deserted City knows it.