Qisha then grinned, sat next to Ding Ning, put his arm around his shoulders and winked, giving a thumbs up and said: "Okay, brother, you have thrown that old dog Song Yufeng out, you are so domineering."

"That guy acted like a bully as soon as he came. He was gesticulating here based on his status as the deputy chief guard of the Habayashi Guards. His nostrils were turned to the sky. He really thought that our Imperial Guards were easy to bully. If I didn't throw him, who would I throw at him?

."

Ding Ning looked filled with indignation, but secretly observed Qu Wuyou's reaction with the corner of his eye.

It's a pity that Qu Wuyou always had a smiling expression, looking around curiously like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, as if he didn't hear what he said, and didn't answer anything.

Ding Ning secretly cursed in his heart, he is such an old fox, his Qi-nurturing skills are definitely not done for a while, and he doesn't connect to the tank at all.

The corner of Qisha's mouth twitched, and he looked dumbfounded. This guy was really cunning, and he never forgot to use the tiger skin of Guoshifu as a banner.

She patted his shoulder wordlessly and whispered in his ear: "Master and I will leave soon."

"What do you mean?"

Ding Ning was a little confused. Why did he leave just like that? Didn't he come to support me?

"Master has made his attitude clear since then. It's fine as long as he means it. Do you really expect Master to directly quarrel with the Habayashi Wei gang?"

Qisha said speechlessly.

Ding Ning suddenly realized that as a national scholar Qu Wuyou, how could he stay here and fight with the juniors of Yu Linwei? He couldn't afford to lose that person.

He took the trouble to go there in person, even without saying a word, which in itself showed the attitude of the Imperial Guard, so that the Habayashi Guards would not go too far, which was the greatest support for him.

"Okay, I understand, but what's going on with the Yulin Guards?"

Ding Ning was moved in his heart. He accepted this love, but only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Who knows what trouble the Yulin Guards might have, but he was really not afraid of being tough. He was just afraid that those guys were playing dirty tricks and framed him.

It would be annoying if he was charged with something.

"Although Song Yufeng is unpopular, he is the deputy chief guard of the Yulin Guard after all. They must get this face back, so this time they dispatched a master from the Jiazi Camp to beat you down in public.

, regain this face."

Qisha whispered in his ear: "But don't worry, he will never dare to do anything to you. The most he can do is teach you a lesson."

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched and he pointed at Qisha. Why did he feel like he was gloating about his misfortune?

Qisha was indeed gloating about his misfortune. Although Ding Ning was being reasonable this time, he really did not give Yulinwei face. Even the three national warriors shook their heads and smiled bitterly. They felt that Ding Ning had gone too far and it was only natural that he should be taught a lesson.

.

After all, most people thought that the Imperial Guards and the Yulin Guards were incompatible. Only a few people, including Qisha, knew that the leader of the Imperial Guards was from the Imperial Guards. Hitting the Yulin Guards in the face would not give the Imperial Guards any face.

ah.

Asking the master of Camp A to teach Ding Ning a lesson and help Yu Linwei regain his face was also approved by the Imperial Palace. Lest the master of Camp A did not know the importance, Qu Wuyou specially brought Qisha around.

, it is to let the master know what he is doing, and he can teach Ding Ning a lesson, but he should not be ignorant of the severity.

"Then what if I don't want to be taught a lesson?"

Seeing Qisha's suppressed gloating, Ding Ning felt very unhappy and said angrily.

Qu Wuyou is no match for him now, let alone a master of the A-Zi battalion. Teach yourself a lesson, he is worthy.

"As long as you have the ability, you can teach him a lesson in return."

Qisha was afraid that the world would be peaceful and said with a smile, but he did not think that Ding Ning would be the opponent of the master from the A-shaped battalion. After all, that master received hellish combat training every day. In terms of actual combat effectiveness, even he was probably

Be willing to accept defeat.

"Oh, that's good. Let's see how I beat him until he has teeth all over the floor."

Ding Ning said noncommittally.

He was just worried that it would cause a big mess and make things difficult for the Imperial Palace, so he asked one more question.

After all, people cannot live for themselves. The current situation of Guoshifu is not very good, and he does not want Guoshifu to compromise anymore because of himself.

If the Imperial Guard asked him to endure it, he could only endure it. If he didn't fight back or scolded him, he would be repaying the Imperial Palace's favor of handing over the Religious Affairs Bureau to protect him.

But now that Qisha has said this, he will naturally not be so arrogant anymore. It would be strange if he didn't beat up the masters of the Jiazi Camp until his mother didn't even recognize him.

He is young and energetic, so he might as well learn a lesson, lest he be too arrogant and suffer big losses in the future.

Qu Wuyou sighed inwardly, feeling that Ding Ning's current mentality was a bit too exaggerated. Although he admired Ding Ning's sharp edge, it was easy to break if he was too strong. It might not be a bad thing to give him a lesson within a controllable range.

Growth has its benefits.

It's not surprising that Qu Wuyou thinks this way. After all, Ding Ning has not yet recovered from the trauma to his soul. The aura in his body has been restrained and not a trace has leaked out. Even he cannot detect that Ding Ning's cultivation level is actually no weaker than his.

Still have it.

The master and apprentice didn't stay too long. After chatting casually with Ding Ning for a few words, they left with a large group of people cheering each other off.

The Warriors Conference officially began immediately afterwards. Ding Ning declined the request of the three deputy directors to come up to the stage and say a few words. He sat on the main seat and the old monk closed his eyes and rested in meditation.

Perhaps because they were really afraid of Ding Ning's simple and direct opening speech, the three deputy directors were not firm in their attitudes. After some humility, Zhang Heping acted as the host on behalf of the organizer and was responsible for speaking on stage.

Gu Jianyang and Chu Ziqiao sat obediently next to Ding Ning, getting close to him every now and then. It seemed that these two deputy directors who had always been dissatisfied with Ding Ning were now actively moving closer to him.

That makes sense.

Zhang Heping spoke eloquently for nearly half an hour, nothing more than using martial arts to make friends, stopping at the point, and promoting China's martial arts, etc. These nutritious clichés made the martial artists in the audience feel sleepy.

"The Warriors Conference has now officially begun. Representatives from all parties are invited to come to the stage to draw lots and select opponents for the first round of competition. There are a total of one hundred and thirty-two participating teams. The first round of competition is a elimination system. The rules of the competition are that the one who is knocked off the stage will lose.

;Those who voluntarily admit defeat will lose; those who fall to the ground and are unable to get up and continue fighting for ten seconds..."

As Zhang Heping announced the rules of the competition, the sleepy representatives of the major warriors on the scene came to life as if they had been beaten to death, and each team sent representatives to the stage to draw lots.

"Chu Bureau, do we have any participating teams in the 17th Bureau?"

Ding Ning couldn't help but curiously asked when he saw that the soldiers from Camp B were also on stage to draw lots as a competition team.

"Yes, it's just that the Seventeenth Bureau is the organizer. In order to avoid unfair phenomena, according to the rules, the participating teams of our Jiangnan Province Seventeenth Bureau must go to other regions to participate in the Warriors Conference. Those who come to our Jiangnan Province to participate in the Warriors Conference are

Seventeen warrior teams from other regions."

Chu Ziqiao explained in detail with a strange look on his face, secretly cursing in his heart, "This is common sense, okay?"

Ding Ning suddenly realized and smiled coquettishly, feeling a little embarrassed. He was so incompetent as the director that he didn't even know these common senses.

"Bureau Ding, I think the one in the top 50 in Jiangnan Province this time is probably Qingyun Security."

Gu Jianyang was anxious to repair his relationship with Ding Ning and said he had nothing to say.

"Yes, Qingyun Security is too strong. Yesterday, many participating teams had already backed down. Many people complained that they were here to accompany the prince to study this time. I proposed to directly give Qingyun Security a certain quota.

Okay, otherwise it’s really meaningless.”

Chu Ziqiao said intentionally or unintentionally: "Bureau Ding, what do you think?"

Ding Ning did not answer, frowned, and thought about this question seriously.

Although Qingyun Security has this strength, if it seizes all the top fifty spots this time, it will offend all the Jiangnan Dao forces, which is not a good thing.

"That's against the rules. If someone is strong, that's their ability. If we directly give them a quota, people outside won't know how to pass it on. They might think there's something fishy about our 17th game."

Gu Jianyang firmly opposed it.

"Then what do you think we should do? If this were to be a normal competition, Qingyun Security would definitely have captured all the top fifty. Then the entire Jiangnan Wulin would be filled with complaints. Maybe no one would come to participate in the next competition. Just give them a certain amount.

Everyone is happy with the quota, and people outside can’t say anything about us.”

"Anyway, I don't think it's appropriate. The Warriors Conference is a Warriors Conference. You have to fight for a spot based on your ability. If you don't have the ability to get a spot, it's their business. This rule cannot be broken."

"If we follow the rules rigidly, as long as Qingyun Security does not close down, let alone this one, the top 50 in the next ten martial arts conferences will be captured by Qingyun Security, and the Warriors Conference will become a special performance of Qingyun Security

."

…

The two deputy directors each insisted on their own opinions, and they were so quarrelsome that their faces turned red and their necks became thick, and they almost started fighting. No one could convince the other.

Ding Ning was so dizzy from the noise that he waved his hands impatiently: "Stop arguing, let's take a look and talk about it later. I don't think Qingyun Security is so ignorant. Even after eating meat, he always leaves a mouth of soup for others to drink."

Ding Ning's prestige is definitely not established now. As soon as he spoke, the two deputy directors obediently shut their mouths.

The world is finally quiet!

Ding Ning had his legs crossed and a cigarette hanging from his mouth, watching the so-called Warriors Conference in boredom, making him drowsy and yawning.

At his current level, watching these warriors compete is like an adult watching kindergarten children playing around. It really doesn't arouse any interest.

Even if Qingyun Anbao comes on the scene, he will basically KO with one move. There is no technical content at all. The gap in strength is really too big, and there is no comparison at all.

On the contrary, the officers from the 17th Bureau and the Religious Affairs Bureau looked at it with great joy, their faces flushed, and they clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

Ding Ning was speechless. It seemed that there were no experts in the Seventeenth Bureau and the Religious Bureau. The guys who competed were as slow as Tai Chi. He really didn't see anything exciting about it.

Boring, boring to death!

If you have this time, you might as well develop a relationship with a beautiful woman.

So, Director Ding left the room again, said hello to the three deputy directors, and walked back to the hotel calmly.

Not long after, Jiutian Xuannv quietly slipped into the room and complained: "I was just watching, why did you call me up?"

"What's so exciting about those low-level warriors competing in martial arts? They're so boring."

Ding Ning said in surprise.

"It's okay. I think it's quite exciting and I can learn a lot."

Jiutian Xuannv said with a confused face.

Seeing that her expression didn't look fake, Ding Ning suddenly realized that the current Jiutian Xuannv was no longer the aloof war goddess, but a low-level warrior who had lost all her cultivation base and had to build a new foundation.
Chapter completed!