Meng Li's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at Ran Pingliang silently.
But the more Meng Li acted like this, the more it aroused the anger in Ran Ping's conscience.
It made him have the urge to tear this face to pieces. Why, now, she can still be so indifferent, with such a dead look on her face that she doesn't care. It's really irritating.
Ran Pingliang pushed harder with his hands as if to retaliate, but no matter how hard he tried, Meng Li stared at him with a pair of cold eyes. Until finally, Ran Pingliang pushed Meng Li away and returned to the back room with red eyes.
Meng Li took a few steps back, stood firm, and rubbed his shoulders with his hands.
He unzipped his clothes and looked at his shoulders. There were black and blue finger prints on both sides. Meng Li smiled with a smile on his face. His eyes were not warm at all, and he continued to sit and dress up.
After Meng Li finished dressing up, Ran Pingliang came out of the back room again, with a calm expression on his face, and said to Meng Li:
"Miaosi, I'm sorry, I was impulsive just now."
"Let's go to the competition ring together."
Meng Li asked with a mocking smile on his face:
"So, what happened to you? You lost control of your emotions while practicing martial arts?"
When Ran Pingliang was asked this question by Meng Li, he thought that he had been poisoned. If he could not detoxify, he would not be able to practice in the future.
For some reason, the other party's words made him feel a little humiliated, as if the other party was deliberately mocking him. Ran Pingliang ignored this feeling and said to Meng Li:
"Yes, I was too anxious about practicing martial arts, which disturbed my mind."
Meng Li happened to give him a reason, so he just followed Meng Li's words and used this excuse.
Meng Li said nothing and looked at Ran Pingliang. Ran Pingliang just needed someone to act with him.
He asked her to accompany him in the performance so that no one would notice their changes.
Ran Pingliang regarded Meng Li's silence as acquiescence, and without saying anything else, he led Meng Li towards the place where the competition was to take place.
There is a martial arts competition today. The leader who won yesterday will have another round of competition. The person who wins in the end can directly choose to challenge the leader of the martial arts alliance.
You can also choose not to challenge.
The position of leader of the martial arts alliance does not mean that you can sit on it safely by defeating the powerless leader.
But the overall strength of this person and this sect must be strong, and everyone must be convinced. Even if you defeat the martial arts leader, some people will challenge you if they think you are not qualified.
Therefore, some people, even if they win in the end, choose not to challenge the martial arts leader.
Meng Li was sitting in the audience, and Ran Pingliang was still sitting next to Meng Li, and from time to time he would deliberately say a few words to Meng Li.
Meng Li looked at Ran Pingliang, his guarded eyes never dissipated, and his whole body was full of uneasiness.
He didn't know who poisoned him, and he wanted to know who it was.
But I didn't dare to know who it was. Since I poisoned him, I knew that he didn't have much internal strength left, and it would be much easier to take his life than before.
So Ran Pingliang could only stabilize the situation first. Since the other party didn't come to the door, he could delay it for a while.
When the time comes to find his friends, they can help him detoxify.
As expected by Meng Li, Ran Pingliang, as the leader who won yesterday, also took the stage to compete.
But he just expressed his intention and made a few moves with the opponent, then he surrendered in a very humble and generous manner.
There was an uproar in the audience, and even the blind man could see that Master Wuya Hall had no intention of winning against others.
Even the leader of the martial arts alliance had a flash of surprise in his eyes. There seemed to be something wrong with the way things were unfolded.
But it seems to be reasonable.
The leader of the other party was several dozen years old. His cheeks were red with anger after being manipulated like this by Ran Pingliang, but he couldn't say anything else.
In the future, rumors in the world will not say that he defeated Wuya Hall Master, but only that Wuya Hall Master did not even bother to compete with him.
What a shame.
Everyone will say from now on that he won without force.
Meng Li sneered, so Ran Pingliang was really disgusting.
He obviously can't beat him, but he still has to pretend that he is giving in to others.
How indifferent to fame and fortune, what a humble gentleman.
Ran Pingliang came down from the stage calmly, and Jiayuan who was sitting aside asked curiously:
"Master, why don't you win against him?"
Ran Pingliang glanced at Jiayuan and sighed:
"My master has never thought about becoming the leader of the martial arts league. It is meaningless to compete with others. It is better to lose here and avoid unnecessary grudges with others during the fight."
Jiayuan looked understanding: "Master is open-minded, we look up to him."
Meng Li:…
The reason can also be fresh and refined.
Under the scorching sun, the competition finally came to an end. After careful consideration, the winning leader chose to give up challenging the martial arts leader.
The leader of the martial arts alliance came to the stage very humbly and said some polite words, which basically meant safeguarding the justice of the martial arts world and building a harmonious martial arts forest together.
The owner of Lingzhi Villa also hosted a banquet for everyone in the evening. During the banquet, Ran Pingliang was very cautious, fearing that others would plot against him.
I just ate a little food and didn't even drink any wine.
It can be said that I look very stable on the outside, but I am actually very panicked on the inside.
In fact, Meng Li was also thinking about whether to add some more medicine and poison Ran Pingliang to death in the chaos, but after thinking about it, Ran Pingliang was very cautious now, and it would not be easy for her to succeed, so he gave up the idea.
Later, people from various sects who came to participate in the martial arts competition left Lingzhi Villa one after another.
Ran Pingliang never mentioned to Meng Li again that he would take her to the people from the Valley of Divine Doctors for diagnosis and treatment.
Naturally, Meng Li would not ask further questions.
The two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention this matter again.
When the two were alone, Ran Pingliang often looked at Meng Li with disgust in his eyes, and never said another word to Meng Li.
In Ran Ping's conscience, Meng Li was an incredibly stupid woman.
Sometimes seeing that indifferent look in his eyes, that look like it had nothing to do with him, made him feel murderous thoughts several times.
If it weren't for the sake of the old friendship between husband and wife, he didn't know if he could still control himself.
But staying with him made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Meng Li could feel that Ran Pingliang was feeling uneasy every day.
He was afraid that the person who poisoned him would come to kill him, and he was also afraid that someone would find out that he had been poisoned.
Life is not easy, just the mental torture is enough.
Seeing that Ran Pingliang was not doing well, Meng Li felt relieved.
After that, Ran Pingliang took Jiayuan and an apprentice and left directly without telling Meng Li directly.
After leaving, the female disciple told Meng Li that Ran Pingliang had already left, and asked Meng Li to return to Wuya Hall with several of their disciples.
Meng Li guessed that Ran Pingliang might have gone to find a way to detoxify.
If you take your disciples out with you, you might as well just take two bodyguards with you.
As time goes by, Ran Pingliang's internal energy will only become less and less, and now it is estimated that there is not much left.