Chapter 892 You go to her
On the other hand, Song Li walked out of the company's gate. He was about to go to the Liu family in the south of the city to talk to him first. Perhaps with their strength, they could also solve the problem that he could not display his abilities.
As soon as he walked to the door, a person came out of the hall, smiling, it was Wang Baiwan.
Wang Baiwan walked up to Song Li and hooked him up.
"My cousin, you are so diligent and you ran to the company to work early in the morning. I appreciate your fighting spirit. How did you do last night, don't thank me."
Song Li smiled and looked at Wang Baiwan.
"Mr. Wang, don't mention it. Mu Xue is very fierce and won't let me sleep in the bed. I am a shy person. Let's talk about it in a few days."
Wang Baiwan laughed and shook his head.
"Song Li, this is what you are wrong. If you don't obey, you will beat me. You are her husband now. No matter what you do, it's not illegal. Don't be polite. By the way, what are you doing?"
"Mr. Wang, Mu Xue asked me to go to the Liu family in the south of the city to see if I could invite the Liu family to see the old lady. I have nothing to do anyway, so I will try it."
When Wang Baiwan heard this, he couldn't stop laughing.
Who is the Liu family in the south of the Chengnan? It is not only the first among Lincheng practitioners, but also the doctor family in the fifth district. The family has practiced medicine for generations. Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they are proficient in everything. Many people in the family work in the capital circle.
Such a big shot, let alone the Wang family, even the Ouyang family, the leader of Lincheng, does not give face. Just Song Li is afraid that even the other party’s door will not be able to enter.
If Song Li can't get in, there will be nothing fun and there will be no way to hit Wang Muxue. The only way is to let Song Li come to the door and ask for trouble.
"Mu Xue is intent, but Song Li, it's not that I look down on you. If you want to go to the Liu family, that's impossible. You can't even enter the gate of the south of the city. I'll give you an idea. You go to find Liu Ruyun, the third lady of the Liu family. She has always been hospitable. As long as you can convince her, she will definitely take you to see her grandfather."
Wang Baiwan suppressed the smile in his heart and deliberately gave Song Li a bad idea.
The third generation of the Liu family belongs to the third lady Liu Ruyun, the most unreasonable one.
He has a bad temper and has no femininity at all. He has been staying in the martial arts hall for many years, constantly cultivating himself, trying to step into the threshold of practice.
Although there are many practitioners in the entire empire, it is still quite difficult to get started, especially these wealthy families, who have never had the genes for practice and very few successful people. Her talent is OK, but she just cannot realize it and become a joke for everyone.
However, the empire is extremely strict, and all practitioners are recorded and subject to imperial supervision. Once they commit crimes, they will be punished severely.
At the least, you will lose all your cultivation, and at the worst, you will be ruined and die in prison.
It is quite ironic to say that practitioners practice hard and have a vast temple, but in the end they have become tools for wealthy families, but they live a dignity with relatively poor people.
Song Li vaguely knew that Wang Baiwan was not in a good mood, but he was worried that he could not find the entry.
"Mr. Wang, where can I find Liu Ruyun?"
"Simple. She spends every day in Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall in the east of the city. It is run by the Liu family. You will definitely meet her when you go there. Remember to mention my name."
After Wang Baiwan gave the instructions, he left. Song Li did not hesitate and decisively took a taxi to the east of the city.
Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall is quite famous in the martial arts world. Although it is not as good as the sect of cultivation, since its founder is the Liu family in Lincheng, it is still quite respected and has also trained many introductory disciples. There are quite a few people who come to sign up on weekdays.
When Song Li arrived at Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, he was registering at the gate. He was not polite and lined up along the crowd.
Soon, it was Song Li's turn.
The man in charge of the reception gave him a form and asked him to fill it out by himself.
Song Li smiled and quickly filled it out and got a sign No. 36.
"Go inside and wait. Miss Three will have a unified interview. Only qualified people can stay. Be smarter and never talk back to Miss Three, the next one."
Song Li put away the sign and followed the crowd inside.
The entire Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall is quite large. The east side is the martial arts training area and the west side is the ring. A girl in her early twenties with a ponytail stood in front of the ring and was talking to a man.
A person next to him pushed Song Li with a smile on his face.
"Hello, my name is Xiaowu. You are here to sign up too. That's Miss Third. We are lucky today and can enjoy the battle between practitioners."
Song Li glanced at the person next to him. He was very young and light, with a tender smile on his face.
"Hello, my name is Song Li. I'm here to try it. What do you mean by the battle? It's the young man next to Miss Third."
Although the distance is far, Song Li could still feel the aura emitted by the man, which was not very strong, but it was much more powerful than ordinary warriors.
"Yes, Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall and Haitang Martial Arts Hall compete today to compete for the last place in the fifth district to participate in the National Cultivator Competition."
Song Li said oh, and was intrigued.
"Xiao Wu, you have heard clearly about this. Who are the people who are playing today?"
Xiao Wuyi looked at Song Li with a proud look.
"Brother Li, I'm not afraid of you making fun of you. I escaped from the ninth district. I don't have any other skills, but I'm definitely good at finding out the news. The player of Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall is Cai Jing, a new cultivator and a master of fire. He is strong. Haitang Martial Arts Hall is a veteran named Zhou Quan. He participated in the competition two years ago and also used fire. His strength is quite ordinary and he will definitely lose."
The two were talking, and a man who looked like a housekeeper came over.
"Everyone is quiet, you are lucky. The fifth district competition is about to be held. Please sit in the stands and don't run around, thinking that you have been injured by accident."
After the words came, the registered contestants walked towards the stands in sequence under the arrangement of the martial arts staff. Song Li and Xiao Wu sat in the first row, which was a very good position.
As soon as everyone sat down, footsteps came from outside the door. Several men came in full spirit, with a look of showing off their might and showing off, quite arrogant.
Xiaowu leaned over to Song Li's ear and whispered: "They are Song Zheng, the agent of Haitang Martial Arts Club, but I don't seem to see Zhou Quan, all of them are raw faces."
The two were talking, and Liu Ruyun had already linked up with each other.
"Song Daiyi, why didn't you see your fullness? Just the young people behind are no match for us Cai Jing."
Song Zheng smiled faintly and looked at Liu Ruyun.
"Miss Liu San, Zhou Quan is old, the Yangtze River is pushing the old waves. Our martial arts school is lucky this year. We have recruited three newcomers with good qualifications. You can choose any one of them. As long as you can beat one of them, you will be given the qualification to participate."
Song Zheng spoke wildly, quite arrogantly, and did not take Liu Ruyun seriously at all.
Liu Ruyun has always been strong, so how could he give in?
"No, we Cai Jing's strength is here. You three newcomers are not even worthy of carrying his shoes. See you on the ring."
Liu Ruyun threw down a harsh words and ran to Cai Jing angrily.
Song Zheng just smiled slightly and signaled a short player to come on the field first.
Soon, the game officially began and the applause in the venue was thunderous.
The two saluted each other and began to move their muscles and bones.
The supporter looked around and introduced: "Hello everyone, I will introduce to you the players who participate in the competition, Cai Jing, Cai Jing, and Liu Xing, the competition rules, the lives of the players cannot be harmed. Whoever subdues the other party first will win the competition."
After the words came to an end, the game began.
Cai Jing shouted loudly, jumped into the air, and threw a flame out of his right hand.
Liu Xing smiled faintly, moved quickly, avoiding Cai Jing's flames, and quickly slashed out a wind blade.
The moves of the two are relatively simple, and they are very successful in fighting.
Xiao Wu saw it and was quite excited.
"Brother Li, what do you think? I think Cai Jing will win. He is a newcomer to the Zhenhua Martial Arts Pavilion draft this year. He is very strong. I have never heard of Liu Xing."
Song Li smiled faintly and felt relieved.
These people are equal in strength, at least they emit a similar aura, but the Haitang Martial Arts Hall has obviously studied Cai Jing's style and has made obvious moves to target him.
"Xiao Wu, do you want to make a bet with me? If you don't have three moves, Cai Jing will lose, and the other party will ask to continue to compete in the second game. If you guess wrong, I will invite you to have a dinner. If I guess correctly, you can do a small thing for me!"
Chapter completed!