Chapter 45
A heaven-level expert nodded and said with a smile:
"This year it's time to conduct a census of Yanlong Nation's warriors. The Security Agency probably also wants to see the overall strength of this generation of young people."
"Isn't that right? I heard that even the master of the Temple of War was invited. I heard that he is not yet fifty years old. Such a genius cannot be born in a thousand years."
"We juniors are usually arrogant and arrogant. Only when they see the Master of the Temple of War will they know what true talent is!"
Everyone burst out laughing again.
"Here we come!" Master Chen suddenly stood up and looked at the figures walking over: "The one walking in front of Wan Zhongliang should be the master of the Temple of War, right?"
Everyone stood up and looked outside the door, and sure enough they saw Wan Zhongliang following a masked man.
Xiao Zhan specially changed into the black combat uniform of the Temple of War, with a golden mask on his face, and strode into the hall.
An extremely tyrannical aura suddenly emanated from Xiao Zhan, and the hairs of the more than a hundred heaven-level experts present stood on end in shock.
"Holy level!"
Xiao Zhan controlled his aura at the holy level, looked around and said slowly:
"Everyone, please take a seat."
Only then did everyone react, and they quickly clasped their fists and bowed, respectfully saying:
"I have met the Lord of the Temple of War!"
They were talking and laughing just now, but now they didn't even dare to express their anger.
Master Chen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said quickly:
"Sir, please take a seat."
Xiao Zhan nodded and sat down in his seat.
Wan Zhongliang spoke at this time:
"Martial artist conferences have been held in various places for several times. Everyone knows the specific rules and procedures, so I won't go into details."
"But there's something different about this one."
Wan Zhongliang took out a document from his arms and said slowly:
"This is a research report from the Yanlong Kingdom Warrior Management Committee."
"The report shows that the proportion of warriors in our Yanlong Kingdom has been increasing at an accelerated rate in the past five years, and the overall strength level is also constantly improving."
Master Chen nodded, "Indeed, I can clearly feel that my Wudang Sect disciples have made faster progress in the past few years."
The other heaven-level experts also nodded, and they were all aware of this situation.
Wan Zhongliang continued:
"But it's not just our Yanlong Kingdom, it's the same situation in the entire world."
"The specific reasons are unknown, but it is foreseeable that as the proportion and strength of warriors increase, the Security Agency and Shadow's supervision of domestic warriors will also increase. This is one of them."
"Second!" Wan Zhongliang looked solemn:
"The rapid growth in the number of warriors will inevitably intensify competition and friction between countries."
"So, according to the superior documents, starting from this year, enough people will be selected from the best of the Warriors Conference every year to expand to the Security Agency, Shadow and National Protector Corps."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the heaven-level experts present almost became abnormal.
Wan Zhongliang's eyes swept across everyone's faces, and he said expressionlessly:
"Everyone, if you have any opinions, you can express them now."
A white-haired old woman gave Wan Zhongliang a cold look, and her rickety body suddenly exuded the powerful aura of a peak heaven-level person:
"Wan Zhongliang, do you mean to force us to hand over our talented juniors from our respective forces?"
Wan Zhongliang still looked at the old woman expressionlessly:
"Senior Luo, do you mean you don't want to? Or do you think your Ashan sect is better than our Security Bureau in terms of teaching disciples?"
The old woman sneered, "If you can force me, Ashan, to agree, then can you force all the forces in Yanlong Kingdom to agree?!"
Wan Zhongliang's eyes gradually turned cold when he saw the old woman:
"Senior Luo, don't blame me for speaking harshly!"
"With Yanlong Kingdom's permission, you are a force. If not, you are just a heaven-level powerhouse."
Wan Zhongliang naturally understands the principle of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, and continued coldly:
"Since you don't want to, then fine, from now on, you Ashan disciples are prohibited from joining the Security Agency, Shadow and the National Army!"
The old woman's face became increasingly ugly.
Wan Zhongliang's intention was obviously to ban the Ashan sect.
The other heaven-level experts present did not dare to express their opinions. They knew very well that the leader of the Ashan faction was the leader who was about to be killed.
"Wan Zhongliang, don't forget!" The old woman roared: "I, Ashan, have a saint-level expert who is in retreat!"
Wan Zhongliang nodded, "Yes, you, Ashan, are the first-class force in the country, with more than ten heaven-level experts, and the previous leader who has just broken through to the holy level is in charge. It's really awesome!"
The irony in Wan Zhongliang's words was too obvious, and it also made others feel the determination from above.
It seems that there is no room for negotiation on this matter.
The old woman stood up and said coldly:
"Then let's wait and see. I want to see if the Yanlong Congress will ban our Ashan sect! A saint-level powerhouse is a coveted existence in every country!"
Hearing this, Wan Zhongliang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "It seems that the collusion between your Ashan faction and foreign forces is true."
The old woman's face changed, "You are slandering!"
Wan Zhongliang sneered and took out a few photos from his pocket, which were photos of the old woman having a secret conversation with several foreigners.
Not only that, Wan Zhongliang also took out a recording pen.
The old woman turned pale and rushed out the door.
She is at the pinnacle of the heaven level. If she wants to escape, no one here can stop her! Of course, except for the master of the Temple of War!
But as soon as the old woman rushed outside the door of the hall, a burst of holy energy burst out!
The old woman didn't even react, but she was shot through the forehead with zhenqi, and fell to the ground with a 'pop'.
The pupils of hundreds of heaven-level experts in the hall shrank sharply.
They didn't expect that there was a saint-level powerhouse hidden outside the hall.
The person coming is naturally a shadow!
The shadow was shrouded in a black robe and wearing a black mask. He slowly walked into the hall and stood silently behind Xiao Zhan.
This scene shocked everyone.
A saint-level powerhouse actually stood behind Xiao Zhan like a subordinate!
Wan Zhongliang greeted the shadow with fists and then asked again:
"Anyone else, do you have any opinions?"
Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Wan Zhongliang laughed:
"I just forgot to tell you that according to the decision of the superiors, starting from this year, the Saint-level experts from the Security Agency, Shadow and National Protectorate Corps will personally come out to teach newcomers."
"You can rest assured that your juniors will receive the best teachings after they go there."
"In addition, if your juniors perform meritorious service, the corresponding sect and family will also receive certain rewards."
As soon as these words came out, all the heaven-level experts present became excited.
If this is the case, it will definitely be a great good thing for various sects and families!
"Then let's move on to the second thing," Wan Zhongliang took out another document and said loudly:
"In view of the large number of young people participating in the martial arts conference this time, the Shangjing Municipal Security Bureau headquarters specially provided one hundred Qi stones to reward the top one hundred."
"In addition, after these one hundred people enter the Security Agency, Shadow and Zhenguo Legion, they will have the opportunity to receive individual guidance from saint-level experts."
Suddenly, the breathing of the heaven-level experts present became rapid.
How rare a saint-level powerhouse is. Among the various sects in the country, only Eshan, Bajimen and Qingyangmen have saint-level powerhouses!
Once your juniors receive guidance from a saint-level expert, their future achievements will be immeasurable!
After Wan Zhongliang said these words, he walked behind Xiao Zhan.
The next moment, ten prefecture-level members wearing the War Temple's standard combat uniforms were seen dragging four people in.
These four people were the Qingyang Sect disciples who broke into Yujintian Mansion a few days ago.
Among the four, only the older young man was still awake. He cried in horror:
"Ninth Elder! Save me!"
"Guo Yang! Why is it you!" A middle-aged man with a square face suddenly stood up from his seat, looked at Wan Zhongliang and asked:
"Wan Zhongliang, what does this mean?!"
"What do you mean?" Wan Zhongliang looked at the ninth elder of the Qingyang Sect with an expressionless face: "Li Shuangquan, you disciples of the Qingyang Sect seek death, what else do you mean?!"
Li Shuangquan's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at Xiao Zhan's reaction from the corner of his eye.
Xiao Zhan stood up slowly, walked to the four disciples, and turned to look at Li Shuangquan.
"You, a good disciple from the Qingyang Sect, broke into my house in broad daylight, wanted to occupy my house, wanted to bully my wife, injured my mother-in-law, and scared my daughter."
"Tell yourself, what should I do with them?"
There was no emotion in Xiao Zhan's tone, but Li Shuangquan felt a chill spreading from Xiao Zhan's body.
