Inevitably, there will be some sects with fierce competition and strict doctrines.
And their disciples are no less ruthless than those who are crooked.
Qianjizi and the others are afraid that Maifan will suffer irreversible injuries after encountering such a disciple.
No one can guarantee whether Mai Fan’s talent is related to his realm and physical condition.
If it happens, it may affect their plan to get out of trouble.
"No, I still want to go, the boss wants me to go."
"But don't worry, I'm negotiating terms with the boss again. He wants to see the results of my growth under your guidance, and whether there are any major hidden things..."
“He won’t let me stop until I don’t get what I want.”
“So, I also negotiated some terms with him and asked for more things, which is also very beneficial to me and the gentlemen.”
Qian Jizi was keenly aware from Mai Fan's words that this boy, after such a long exchange, finally moved slightly toward them.
This is very good, a good beginning.
Qian Jizi knew that his senior brother had been the leader for too long.
Having grown up, I have forgotten my past strengths.
That is, a person who is obviously so mediocre and ordinary has the support of so many people.
His excessive status made him arrogant and made him forget his most outstanding talent... As long as he does not disobey his master's orders and does not harm the interests of the Yunxia Sect, after these two prerequisites, all that is left is to consider others.
Already.
At that time, Zhao Qiankun was very good at taking care of others.
But now, he has completely dealt with things with the mentality of a superior...
The person who once said that no matter how insignificant a person is can change the situation of the war has disappeared... and now he has become Zhao Qiankun, who will carry out the decision as long as he makes it.
“That’s it, that’s good.” Qian Jizi had a genuine expression on his face: “But it doesn’t matter... Mai Fan, I believe in your intelligence and wit.”
“You know, you will definitely think of many ways to protect yourself while competing.”
“Sometimes, admitting defeat without hesitation is the real victory, do you agree?”
Mai Fan nodded vigorously: "I totally agree. Don't worry, an order is an order, and as long as I am the one who executes it..."
As long as his waist is not forced by anything... Mai Fan is confident that no one wants salted fish more than him.
“Okay! Then go ahead! Let’s see how far you can go.”
Mai Fan climbed up the cliff with Qian Jizi and others' instructions, put down his lunch box and went to participate in his 56-28 promotion match.
At the same time, during the selection period for the leader of the Yunxia Sect, Zhao Qiankun, the leader of the Yunxia Sect, was sitting in his four-door hall as usual, regulating his inner demons.
A fluttering paper crane flew through the window and into the hands of his puppet.
Mai Fan’s second letter to the head of the family has arrived.
“?” Zhao Qiankun opened the second letter sent by Mai Fan.
‘Dear Master…’ is still the weird beginning.
‘I am about to participate in the third round of the rematch. As the competition progresses, the opponents I encounter will become stronger and stronger...'
‘A strong opponent means more surprises that are caught off guard and unable to respond...'
‘If you still want your most loyal disciple’s mission to proceed smoothly...'
‘I am very urgently requesting the following equipment: a robe that can withstand most attacks from disciples in the Qi Refining Stage.’
‘A set of talismans that can be used for defensive blocking.’
‘A magic weapon that can escape quickly, or a magic weapon that can passively defend itself when encountering an attack that exceeds its ability to withstand.'
‘The value of these equipment is not high, some wealthy outer disciples can basically have one set for each person.’
“The disciple has estimated their basic value, and it is probably between 500 and 800 spirit coins.”
‘This price is a bit too low for a leader.’
‘But it can save the lives of the disciples who work hard for you, and prevent our great cause of surveillance from falling short...'
‘My disciples feel that this is quite cost-effective compared to the small expenditure.’
After reading these contents, a person as powerful as Zhao Qiankun felt a little embarrassed.
He suppressed the inner demons that almost emerged because of this little disturbance, and took a deep breath.
“Give him...Give him everything!”
A piece of paper was roughly thrown out. The puppet next to Zhao Qiankun caught the paper very dexterously, turned around and walked in the direction of the Deacon Hall.
At this time, Zhao Manman, who was going down the mountain to participate in the first round of the competition for his direct disciples, happened to pass by the main hall where his father was meditating.
“Damn! Father! Father, how are you doing?”
Zhao Qiankun waved his hand towards Zhao Manman: "Nothing, I'm just angry because of the rudeness of those people from the Demon Dao."
He will never admit the infuriating skills of an ant-like boy.
He cannot afford to lose this person.
Zhao Manman breathed a long sigh of relief: "Father, don't get angry because of these people. Don't worry, at least our Yunxia Sect disciples will not let you down."
“Even if the result is different from what was expected...then just kill them all...”
If all the direct disciples of the opponent die... Even if the disciples of the inner sect and the outer sect are combined together, they will not be able to achieve the final victory, right?
Zhao Qiankun shook his head and signaled that Zhao Manman could leave.
This kind of thing cannot be achieved by the naive thinking of a child.
His daughter just needs to be a happy senior sister.
As for the competition between direct disciples, considering Zhao Manman's strength, killing everyone on the other side might be a bit too arrogant.
But it is still very difficult for those rubbish to defeat her.
The brief conversation between father and daughter ended.
Elder Guan, who was at the outer office at the foot of the mountain, once again received a very considerate order.
“I’ll just say, I’ll just say... I gave you a small amount of money before, and now I’m giving you a small thing.”
"How can a boss order these things?"
“Let me see, it’s not okay to be too ordinary. It doesn’t fit with my style of flattering people like Lao Guan, but if it’s too gorgeous, it will be too deliberate...”
“Oh, by the way, this set, this set of things that has been gathering dust for a long time, should suit him very well.”
After saying that, Elder Guan turned around and plunged into the storage warehouse used for welfare distribution to outer disciples. He rummaged inside for half an hour...
“Ahem! I found it. It has been backlogged for nearly two hundred years and no one cares about it...”