Those years, those jokes, those scum

Chapter 183: Jianghu Dispute, the Chief is Not Obedient 27

Cheng Lu stroked his short beard, and he looked at the new generation of juniors in the training ground with great satisfaction in his eyes. He turned his head to the left and said to a sturdy man in a gray robe with satisfaction: "Brother Wen Jin, these juniors should not be underestimated."

"Yes. This is a great blessing for the martial arts world." Yuan Wenyuan's dark and slightly old face also smiled. The current situation is turbulent, so naturally the more fighting power the better.

After chatting for a while, Cheng Lu cleared his throat and spoke loudly and clearly to the huge square with his strong internal strength: "Thank you all for coming from afar. Cheng will serve as the leader of the martial arts world..."

Taking advantage of the opening remarks, Leng Nuan quickly extracted useful information from the gradually disappearing script. Although she didn't know what changes were happening in the world, her intuition left her with little time to react.

In the original novel, the main reason for the replacement of the leader of the martial arts world and the re-alliance of the major sects was to organize and fight against the Holy Moon Sect. After Li Youan successfully became the new leader of the martial arts world, the first thing he did was to raise the banner of the crusade.

But now, the Holy Moon Sect has not become a demon sect that everyone in the martial arts world wants to fight against. Even Qin Shuangjiang, who they regard as the leader of the demon sect, has not been conquered, but has been invited to the side as a guest. (Of course, the main reason is that this event is sponsored by the family of Xu Qingluo, the richest man in Luan'an City.)

Qin Shuangjiang, who was bored, felt someone's inquiring gaze and asked with a puzzled look, "What's the matter?"

But before she could meet that man's gaze, Leng Nuan had already turned her head and looked at Cheng Lu who was talking to Pepe.

Qin Shuangjiang didn't care, after all, she was used to Leng Nuan's sometimes inexplicable behavior. She also looked at the current leader of the martial arts world, who was a master, and only this person was qualified to compete with her.

"Since we are here, we have to do something." Qin Shuangjiang's eyes revealed enthusiasm and confidence. It was not that she was proud, but she really looked down on everyone present. She originally wanted to help Leng Nuan win the position of the leader of the martial arts world. It was a pity that she didn't want it. But it was true, this crappy position of leader was not as noble and reputable as the position of the deputy leader of the Holy Moon Sect.

Standing silently behind Qin Shuangjiang, Xing Zhou looked at his leader's proud and complacent face and raised his mouth silently. Sometimes their leader's thoughts are easy to guess. But leader, don't underestimate Leng Nuan.

On the sturdy competition stage, two young men in short-sleeved suits were sparring with each other. Although their cultivation and martial arts were not well-known in the martial arts world, they still attracted the audience and contestants inside and outside the arena to their excitement.

"Senior brother, what do you think?" Compared to Leng Shan who was already eager to try, Leng Si calmly analyzed the strength of the two people off the field.

This level of performance was still very easy for them. Leng Shan leaned on the railing and looked down at the audience. He felt a little proud in his heart.

"Brother, my sister said that no matter whether the opponent is strong or weak, we should not underestimate or overestimate him." Looking at the people around him, Leng Si reminded them seriously in a childish voice.

"Ahem, I remember that." Leng Shan replied a little embarrassedly, holding his sword. "It's still early for my turn, Junior Brother, eat something first and sit for a while." The competition was based on the lottery system, and Leng Shan suggested while looking at the lot in his hand.

"Hey, when did Senior Sister leave?" When the two turned around, they found that Leng Nuan, who had been sitting here, had left at some point.

Leng Shan looked towards Qin Shuangjiang, and saw that there were two men and one woman beside the beautiful older sister, but there was no sign of his own senior sister.

"Senior sister wouldn't leave without telling us. Maybe she told us but we didn't hear her." Leng Shan explained himself.

"Maybe..." Leng Si frowned, feeling uneasy. No matter how noisy they were, they couldn't ignore the voice of their senior sister...

"The sixth match, Qingshan School, Li Youan - wins." As time passed, the atmosphere in the field became more and more boiling, and the enthusiasm of the crowd was raised to a new level because of Li Youan's wonderful performance.

Li Youan stood in the middle of the field and bowed to the crowd around him. When he looked at the woman in the stands, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know why Shuangjiang suddenly gave up the fight for the position of Wulin leader, this was the best thing for him.

Qin Shuangjiang looked at the other party's relieved expression, and then looked at Shangguan Qing who ran towards him excitedly, and suddenly felt bored. Some things, once broken, can never go back to the past.

Looking at the couple standing at the side of the stage, Cheng Lu, who was sitting on the main stage, stroked his beard and thought about the young man who had been enjoying great success recently. Who would have thought that the homeless man who taught him martial arts was actually the last leader of the Qingshan Sect. After the previous leader died of illness, he took over the position of leader by chance. From a village gangster to the leader of one of the four major martial arts sects, this opportunity was something that others would not even dare to think about.

"Brother, what do you think if you face him?"

"I'm sure I can't beat him, but I can still take five or six moves from him." Based on the performance of the previous few players, Leng Shan felt that he might still have a chance to win if he tried his best. Sure enough, what Senior Sister said was right. The martial arts world is so big that there are always people better than you. Don't be proud and complacent. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, they are not here to fight for the position of the leader of the martial arts world. Being able to fight against masters from various major sects is already a win.

"Where's your senior sister?"

This elder sister is really amazing. I didn't notice when she came here. Leng Shan and Leng Si praised her in their hearts, then looked at each other, and then shook their heads at Qin Shuangjiang to indicate that they didn't know either.

"It's Leng Nuan's junior brother." Yuan Che, who followed closely, looked at the young man of the same age with sparkling eyes. Although Leng Nuan had taught him Qinggong once, she was too busy and could not find her. Since she didn't have time, it would be okay to find her fellow junior brother. Thinking of this, he asked directly: "Hey, how are your Qinggong?"

"Why don't I see Leng Nuan?" Xu Qingluo looked around.

"Senior sister... should be back soon..." Leng Shan frowned in distress and replied with an uncertain tone. Why hasn't Senior Sister come back yet? It's almost his turn to play! Thinking of this, Leng Shan couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

Qin Shuangjiang, who was standing by, saw the young man's nervousness and anxiety. She stepped forward, patted his shoulder, said nothing, and just sat in Leng Nuan's seat. With her understanding of Leng Nuan, it was impossible for her to abandon her fellow apprentices at this time. So what was the reason for leaving? Never mind, at most she could just help her keep an eye on them.

Thinking of this, Qin Shuangjiang took the teapot from the stove and poured himself a cup. Then he took a sip while continuing to stare at the training ground in front of him.

"Master..." Xing Zhou, who had been playing in the background, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up to remind him, "The cup you are using seems to be the vice-master's."

"..."

Qin Shuangjiang hesitated for a moment, but finally did not spit out the tea in her mouth. After all, it was too inelegant to do it in public. She looked at Xingzhou with complicated eyes. Now she understood why her loyal and capable guard had such poor interpersonal relationships in the sect.