Chapter 260: You are not qualified to let me sell you face
To be fair, Li Mingde was indeed a talented man whose martial arts, appearance, and ability were all top-notch.
There is no love without reason in this world. Governor Li would value this nephew so much because he naturally took a fancy to his abilities.
The Li family will still rely on him for support in the future.
A family and power without the support of a strong man is just fat in the eyes of other powerful people. It will be bitten into pieces very quickly, and there is no room for reasoning.
The existence of martial arts has greatly amplified the gap between people. Bloodline is very important, but capable adopted sons, nephews, and relatives all have the opportunity to inherit the family business. This is the reason.
Just like the purple-clad policeman Danjun, he regards Danyi as his lifeline, more important than his biological son. This is also true.
Therefore, Li Mingde was highly regarded not only because of his martial arts skills, but also because he was calm in dealing with things and often made decisions before taking action.
However, Chu Qianqiu hit a series of big moves, and Li Mingde really broke through the defense.
First, the original plan of [Two Peach Killing Three Soldiers] failed, which allowed Chu Qianqiu to gain the reputation of being the number one talent in Lingzhou, and impressed Ren Daoyuan and others.
Immediately afterwards, the goddess he admired threw herself into his arms. Even though Miss Mengmiao had no substantial relationship with Li Mingde, he felt that his head became green.
In the end, his trump card was discovered by Chu Qianqiu, and the countermeasures he used were actually provided by himself.
He suddenly lost his mind and showed his trump card.
"Mr. Li, you have help, don't I?" Chu Qianqiu smiled, swung away Li Mingde's sword with a sword, and called Yang Yuehua. With her light-sense ability, she naturally wouldn't lose many people.
The performance in the Huanxiu Building just now, her spiritual seeds followed it and watched it over and over again.
So Yang Yuehua descended from the sky, slowly getting angry, and then launched a big move.
Wind and Thunder Fan——The wind and clouds are surging!
Wind, there is a strong wind blowing!
A storm broke out across the mountains and plains. Only then did Chu Qianqiu realize that the master of the hospital had indeed been merciful in the previous battle with him.
Bidige
"Master Yang, aren't you afraid of bullying the small with the big?" The face of the protector who protected Li Mingde changed immediately. He quickly stepped forward, built a spiritual bridge, protected him behind him, and shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, the wind was too strong and I couldn't hear clearly.
Several other personal guards who cooperated with Li Mingde were blown away by the wind.
Chu Qianqiu, who was in the eye of the storm, was safe and sound, not even the wind or sand.
The strong wind blew, and the five soldiers who were escorting Li Mingde immediately regrouped, with the same solemn expressions. It was already quite difficult to deal with a Chu Qianqiu, but in the end they had to face a master of martial arts, which was a hellish difficulty.
And Yang Yuehua walked in the air, and his voice enveloped all directions, boundless:
"Wen Bin, you don't take care of yourself at Zhishan Academy, but you become a protector. It's really sad."
"It seems that your Wen family has no heirs."
"Now you are ready to fight the small with the greater number, but you think that I am bullying the small with the great. Isn't it ridiculous?"
Yang Yuehua seemed to be in a bad mood, and Li Mingde's protector was not polite when he met her.
When coercing Wen Bin, Yang Yuehua also used the sound transmission technique to tell Chu Qianqiu that he had information about the other party.
"Wen Bin, late Xiantian, sixty-five years old, protector of Zhishan Academy, nothing special."
"No big deal?" Chu Qianqiu was a little surprised by Yang Yuehua's judgment.
Every master in the late Xiantian stage is extremely precious, and the governors of various places are generally only in the late Xiantian stage.
"For large sects, there are a group of people who have been practicing since childhood and know nothing but martial arts. They have little potential to break through to the realm of martial arts."
"Wen Bin belongs to this kind of person. He is born purely for martial arts, but his energy and blood begin to decline and he cannot continue to attack. He will choose to form a good relationship and become a protector for the true disciples."
Strong martial arts can be exchanged for power, connections, wealth, etc. Among them, connections are particularly important. Wen Bin and other guardians will never work for a little money. What is more important is to invest in these potential disciples and form good relationships with them.
"Are you going to kill them? If you kill them, you will be in trouble."
"The Wen family is not a powerful family, but it is still a well-known family in Zhishan College. Someone in the family once served as the Minister of Etiquette."
Yang Yuehua asked Chu Qianqiu what he meant.
"Wait a minute." Chu Qianqiu really did not intend to kill anyone. Before he found out the whereabouts of [Tao Baiwan], he did not consider killing people to silence him for the time being, so he persuaded:
"Brother Li, we have no personal grudges. We can sit down and have a good talk. Why bother to meet each other like this?"
However, Li Mingde did not intend to talk to Chu Qianqiu, but turned his eyes to Yang Yuehua and advised:
"Dean Yang, you are the dean of the College of Arts and Sciences. The College of Arts and Sciences has always been on good terms with Zhishan College. Why do you want to kill someone like this?"
"Does the College of Arts and Sciences want to break away from the Perfection College?"
"Is it possible that the College of Arts and Sciences will betray the imperial court?"
Li Mingde became more and more excited as he talked. The scene he prepared for Chu Qianqiu was quite gorgeous.
With one late-stage Xiantian, one middle-stage Xiantian, five dead warriors who had just entered Xiantian, and with the help of precious soldiers, they were able to hold Chu Qianqiu firmly.
Who would have thought that he actually has precious soldiers and assistance, and the assistance is a fucking level higher.
"You are not qualified to represent Zhishan Academy, nor are you qualified to represent the imperial court."
"You are not qualified to ask me to sell you face."
"When you plotted against Uncle Liu, you should have thought that today would happen."
Yang Yuehua was not intimidated. A master of martial arts had the right to despise authority. Even a super power like Zhishan Academy was not willing to offend casually. In addition, Li Mingde also included Liu Dutong among the people in his scheme, so she spoke
He also seemed very rude.
"Today's matter will be left to Chu Qianqiu to handle. His thoughts represent my thoughts."
When Li Mingde heard this, his face turned pale.
"Mingde, you have to think about it."
Wen Bin looked highly nervous and stared at Yang Yuehua closely. He was a sixty-five-year-old comrade. It was okay to hold Yang Yuehua down for a short time, but Li Mingde and several dead soldiers could really suppress Chu Qianqiu.
?
Even if the suppression is successful, there is no way to kill people and silence them.
Except for a few saints, it is impossible for the guardians to have innate extreme realms and martial arts masters, and these people are not cabbages in the field.
"I admit defeat."
"What exactly does Mr. Chu want?"
Li Mingde felt inexplicably aggrieved, as if Wu Dalang had returned home and it seemed that Ximen Qing had hooked up with his daughter-in-law Pan Jinlian.
As a result, I had to greet the two of them and provide good service. How could it be so miserable?
What a humiliation.
The seven of them did not dare to attack Chu Qianqiu.
Absolutely not.
Because in the competition arena at the Governor's Mansion, Chu Qianqiu defeated Ren Daoyuan and others by himself.
Coupled with practicing "Book of Changes", Li Mingde's sense of crisis is much stronger than that of ordinary innate warriors.