After everyone saw Wang Qizhi coming out, they felt a little uncomfortable with his clothes. They stepped forward and walked around this guy, jokingly:
"You look really good in these clothes, you look like a master."
Wang Qizhi kicked this guy on the butt and said angrily: "Don't be such a mouthful, just be patient."
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene. Except for Lin Shaoxia, this guy was the only one who could be cured by Wang Qizhi.
Wang Qizhi looked outside the door, took a long breath, and said, "Let's go! Let's go to the square now."
A group of nine people left the courtyard in a mighty manner and rushed to the martial arts field. Along the way, they also met many disciples heading there. When they saw the purple clothes on Wang Qizhi, they were stunned for a moment, and then reacted. Come here, this must be the newly promoted deputy head. Although they are all of the same generation, their identities are there. Even if they are dissatisfied, they have to stop and clasp their fists to salute. Wang Qizhi also politely said He returned the favor with a clasped fist.
Wu Anyi said: "A deputy head of Wumeng Mountain who has no real power is treated like this and is respected by so many disciples. No wonder everyone likes power."
Wang Qizhi smiled helplessly: "Others like these things, but I hate them extremely, because I am used to being alone and I really can't stand this kind of treatment."
Erdan made an inappropriate metaphor, "You are like a wild boar who cannot eat fine chaff."
Wang Qizhi raised his leg to kick the guy in the balls. Unexpectedly, this guy ran very fast and shrank back. Wang Qizhi also mocked, "You are such a shrinking turtle, you ran away so fast."
If someone else had said this, especially to guard the person he liked, Erdan would have slapped him long ago regardless of whether he could beat him or not. But when he met Wang Qizhi, he had no choice but to admit defeat.
Unknowingly, the nine people arrived at the martial arts training ground. As soon as they appeared, they immediately attracted everyone's attention, especially the disciples in the surrounding stands. They watched the deputy master start talking to each other.
Wang Qizhi could see from the expressions of these disciples that some of them were dissatisfied, some were jealous, some admired, and some were even more contemptuous. He sighed helplessly. It seemed that the next battle was not easy. It must be Just give it your all.
Among these nine people, except Wang Qizhi and Qing'er, the rest are all disciples, so naturally they cannot sit with them.
The seats in this martial arts training ground are also divided into three, six or nine levels. The leader, the six elders, and the distinguished guests who came to watch this martial arts competition all sit on the high platform, where there are few people and it is at the highest place. Therefore, he can see the situation in the martial arts field most clearly.
Although the surrounding stands are built in a ladder-like manner, one by one, the view is clearest from the front, so it is occupied by various deacons and their close disciples. As for other ordinary disciples, they are all scattered in other stands, with strength and power. The stronger ones move closer to the martial arts training ground, while the weaker ones can only stay back.
When Wang Qizhi saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head. In today's world, strength is indeed respected, and the weak can only eat the leftovers of others.
He saw that in addition to Jiang Yiyi and six elders, there were many unfamiliar faces on the high platform. They were sitting neatly in a row. Judging from the clothes on their bodies, these people were either rich or noble, and they seemed to have no wealth. A distinguished guest invited by Mengshan.
The two people in the middle were an old man without a beard, and a man in his fifties with gorgeous clothes. Murong Tianqing was standing behind him. Wang Qizhi instantly guessed the identity of that person. It was this man. The Prime Minister of Chu.
He looked at Murong Tianqing in his heart, no wonder this guy didn't come with them today. It turned out that he came with his father.
Wang Qizhi also had some guesses about the old man without a beard. He must be the great eunuch in the palace, Hu Tianhua! It seems that the King of Chu is still uneasy about Wumeng Mountain and wants to take this opportunity to explore the reality of this largest sect in Chu.
Wang Qizhi let out a long sigh. None of these big shots were human beings among the best. He really didn't want to deal with these people. Firstly, it would tire his brain. Secondly, if he was not careful, his original identity would be exposed. It would be better to speak less for a while. Too many words lead to mistakes.
Just when Wang Qizhi was stunned, Jiang Yiyi's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "What are you looking at, stinky boy? Why don't you come up here."
Only then did he react, his body moved slightly, and he flew to the high platform at an extremely fast speed.
If he saw so many big shots at once, an ordinary young man would have been so frightened that he could not speak. However, Wang Qizhi remained calm and composed. He walked towards those people slowly, and when he was five steps away, he suddenly stopped and faced them. The people in that row cupped their fists and saluted:
"Junior Sun Wuming pays his respects to all seniors."
Hu Tianhua was very concerned about every move of the Jiefan camp, so he knew very well about Wang Qizhi and the others sneaking into Wumeng Mountain, but he never expected that in just a few days, this little guy named Sun Wuming would actually Now that he has become the deputy head of Wumeng Mountain, he can no longer be allowed to run amok.
This matter was arranged by the King of Chu himself. Naturally, Hu Tianhua did not dare to act recklessly, but he could not let Jie Fanying get such a great achievement in vain. He had to think of a solution after returning.
He looked at the kid in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Lu Jingzhi, that bastard, had picked up all the treasures.
The Prime Minister looked at the boy in front of him, stroking his beard and showing admiration. He was still thinking at the beginning, who dared to offend Mo Wentian, but now that he saw him, he might be well-deserved.
Jiang Yiyi saw that everyone ignored Wang Qizhi, so she pulled him to sit next to her. The latter was not angry or embarrassed, so he just ignored it. A piece of meat was indispensable. Anyway, he had already done all the etiquette he should do, so It will not tarnish the name of Wumeng Mountain.
Jiang Yiyi said in her heart with some dissatisfaction: "I asked you to come here a little earlier. Now it's a joke! Don't you feel embarrassed?"
Wang Qizhi replied in his heart: "Who am I to throw away? I'm not late."
He looked at the Prime Minister and Hu Tianhua again and asked, knowingly: "Who are they and why did they come to our Wumeng Mountain?"
This kid is so smart, he must have guessed their identities. Jiang Yiyi glared at him and said: "Asking despite knowing."
Then she spoke from her heart about the identity and purpose of such a stranger on the high platform.
Most of these people came to help from various sects in the Jianghu, as well as officials from the Chu region. Most of them wanted to curry favor with or win over Wumengshan. As for Hu Tianhua, as Wang Qizhi guessed, he was sent by the imperial court to monitor Wumengshan.
