"Sister Bu, you haven't been very honest these past few days!"
In the grove at the back street of Yutaiyuan, Lu Bei was squatting in the grass with his arm around hers, and next to him was the slightly embarrassed infantry master.
It's true that he is not very honest. When they were in the Wu Zhou grove, even though Master Bu Zi was mentally repulsed, her body was still submissive and obedient. Unlike now, when he feels uncomfortable when being hugged for a while.
It was Lu Bei. If it were someone else, they would definitely think she was looking forward to the paid plot.
"Speak up, have you seen another handsome guy and fallen in love with someone else? Do you not want to continue your relationship with this Sect Master?"
"Master Lu is joking..."
Master Bu Zi smiled awkwardly and explained the situation at the Holy Land. As an inner sect disciple, she should keep a certain distance from Lu Bei. If people spread gossip about her, it would definitely affect her promotion assessment.
The holy land is very complicated, there are many carrots but few pits. She is just a civil servant, she must keep her private life in check and cannot leave a black history in her file.
"Okay, I'm a kind-hearted person, so I'll trust you again."
Lu Bei withdrew his hand, reviewed the common sense of the immortal world on the spot, and asked about the situation of the human race's holy land.
Master Bu Zi answered the questions one by one, and as long as the questions did not involve the secrets of the holy land, he chose to tell the truth.
After saying that, she rubbed her hands and wanted to make a copy of the photo album of Bu Zixun that was stored with Lu Bei.
Rejected.
It was a private collection, and Lu Bei had no intention of sharing it with anyone else.
Master Bu Zi nodded, not surprised at all. Although Lu Bei had a very bad reputation in the Huangji Sect and left an indelible shadow on her when they first met, as they met more often, she felt that Lu Bei was still very reliable.
"Sect Master Lu, Elder Qin asked me to bring you a message."
Such a familiar line, I seem to have heard it somewhere before.
Lu Bei complained in his heart: "What did Elder Qin say? If I just obey, I will get great benefits?"
Master Bu Zi was confused and didn't understand what Lu Bei was talking about. He said truthfully: "Tomorrow at noon, Elder Qin will take you to Tianji City to claim the first prize of this conference in advance."
"At noon..."
Lu Bei frowned slightly. One to three o'clock in the afternoon belonged to the Wei hour, and his match tomorrow was scheduled from the Wu hour to the Shen hour, which was from eleven o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon.
It just happened to coincide, what a coincidence.
Lu Bei didn't believe that Qin Ziyou just randomly set the time without any ulterior motive.
"What does Elder Qin mean? Giving me a chance to clear my name, but not letting me bully others? I never thought this old man was so considerate, don't you think?"
"… "
Master Bu Zi remained silent. Since it involved her superiors, Lu Bei could gossip behind her back, but she didn't have the courage to do so.
"And what else did Elder Qin say?"
Lu Bei knew that Qin Ziyu's consideration was not for him, but for the talented people from various countries participating in the competition.
Giving him the opportunity to prove his strength is nothing more than telling young talents from various countries not to harbor dissatisfaction. The number one position in the Holy Land is not chosen without reason. It is because he, Lu, has real talent and skills, and if he really participates in the competition, even the geniuses will not be able to beat him.
It’s a good idea, and it takes into account everyone’s face, including the face of the human race’s holy land.
But Mr. Lu was not friendly to him. He was still thinking of brushing from noon to 3 p.m., and he almost lost several times during this period. He used this as bait to continue playing music and performing the next day.
Now, experience can only be gained in one hour.
Lu Bei raised his hand and touched his chin. One hour is two hours, which is not long, but also not short. If used properly, it is possible to make a few hundred million, which is similar to what he would get if he participated in the competition normally according to the procedures.
If he was more decisive and continued to push his limits on the shameless path, perhaps he could achieve all ten small goals.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile like a successful person.
"Sect Master Lu!"
"Why, did you really take kickbacks?"
"No, it's just... please, Sect Master Lu, be more restrained. Although the Holy Land does not reject demonic cultivators, it doesn't really welcome them either."
Master Bu Zi whispered that a treacherous smile was not something that a righteous person would have. As the leader of this conference, everyone hoped that Lu Bei was an upright and honest person.
It’s a bit difficult. I hope Lu Bei can act well and not reveal his true nature.
"I understand. You have nothing to do here. Go back and take a shower and go to bed. Regarding the kickbacks, I will ask Elder Qin tomorrow. If it is true, I will show you how I will deal with you when I return to Wu Zhou." Lu Bei patted his butt, stood up and walked towards Yutai Courtyard.
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The next day, the competition area.
With the help of kind-hearted people, the news that Wu Zhou Lu Bei accepted the challenge was widely known, and many contestants came to watch.
Wu Zhou Lu Bei was the first in the conference, and he won the championship without participating in the competition. This was too outrageous, which made the geniuses very dissatisfied. If possible, the onlookers were not willing to be just the crowd, and many of them wanted to try to be the oriole.
It would be fine for a mantis to step on the predetermined number one to get to the top. Even if it doesn't win the second place in the end, it is enough to make a name for itself and establish its status.
"Have you heard? The first place winner is actually average, at most in the top ten. He was given an exception and won the championship without participating in the competition because he reached an unspeakable deal with the Holy Land."
"No way. I heard that Lu Bei is not even in the top ten. He got special treatment because of a backdoor. He is a distant relative of an elder."
"Bah, you don't even care about your face anymore."
"That's why so many people came today. See over there? There are more than a dozen examiners from the Holy Land. They appear to be maintaining order, but they are actually there to save the situation at the critical moment, fearing that Lu Bei would lose face for the Holy Land."
"… "
The arena was crowded with about three to four hundred people, including participating students and instructors, as well as monks from holy lands.
The Wu Zhou team led by Zhu Xiushi was pointed at and criticized, and the Zhu family members were under great pressure...
That's impossible.
Their faces were filled with disdain, their brows were raised, their eyes were cold, and their noses were extremely arrogant. Others might not know how powerful Lu Bei was, but how could they not know? They came here today with no other purpose than to watch the show.
Zhu Xiushi looked around, looking for the Holy Land's trading platform. After a while, he found two smiling monks from the Holy Land in the corner.
She came closer with shining eyes, asked a few questions, and readily took out five Qiankun rings.
There were varying numbers of spirit crystals, several unused magic weapons, and a wide variety of cultivation resources. In addition to her own savings, she also emptied the inventory of the Wu Zhou duty-free shop. The corners of the mouth of the holy land monk who was counting the supplies twitched wildly, which showed how crazy her bet was.
Soha is a kind of wisdom, and the rooftop is a kind of height.
Zhu Xiushi firmly believes that there is no height today, only wisdom, and one can become rich enough to rival a country in one fell swoop.
It was impossible to be rich enough to rival a country. The two monks lowered Lu Bei's odds on the grounds that the funds were over the limit. Although Zhu Xiushi was dissatisfied, he had to accept it. After all, it was the handicap of the Holy Land. They were rich and powerful, and it was not easy to make money to support their family.
"What if I lose?"
Back in the team, Zhu Qilan looked at the old ancestor in silence and reminded him: "After all, his name is Lu Bei. In order to make you pay, he can do anything."
One word can wake a dreamer up.
Zhu Xiushi's eyes turned red on the spot, and he put his hands on Zhu Qilan's shoulders: "Tell him, if he dares to lose, I will fight him to the death. You two will never have a good life in the future."
Zhu Qilan: “…”
The ancestor didn't say exactly what kind of bad days they would have, but she could probably guess a thing or two, so she sent a message to Lu Bei directly, asking him not to mess around, because if he really messed up the order of generations, they would indeed have a hard time living like this.
Lu Bei stood in the center of the ring, his arrogant nose sweeping across everyone, stirring up anger and causing a barrage of curses.
Because time was tight, he had to make quick decisions, try to gain more experience, and arrive on time, so that there was no scene where the protagonist showed up at the last moment.
Hearing his cousin's complaints, he sneered and directly conveyed the message to Zhu Xiushi, "Stop dreaming, it's time to wake up, and let's just get by from now on."
Not to mention that Zhu Xiushi was furious on the sidelines, suppressed by Zhu Qilan's sealing technique. At noon, six contestants who had submitted the challenge walked out of the crowd with confident steps, enjoying the cheers and applause that only the protagonists could get.
In fact, the onlookers were not interested in the contestants, they just simply didn't like Lu Bei.
At this time, an examiner from the holy land walked out, clenched his fist and coughed lightly. Thunderous sounds exploded in the sky, temporarily stopping the cursing and shouting.
The examiner glanced at Lu Bei, took out a battle table, and loudly explained the rule that friendship comes first and competition comes second, asking both sides to restrain themselves and not to cause any casualties.
The rule is that the winner enjoys all the honors, but in order to avoid aggravation of grudges and conflicts, all contestants participating in the ring match are prohibited from using magic weapons, and violators will be judged as losers on the spot.
Hearing this, several contestants smiled even more proudly, feeling that this was a sure thing.
Lu Bei felt more stable. When the examiner asked him if he had any doubts, he waved his hand and looked at the six contestants with his nose up: "Lu doesn't have much time. I have to go to receive the award later. I don't have that much free time to play house with you. Come on together."
"How dare you underestimate us, lunatic!"
"If we attack together, you won't even have a chance to save face..."
"Don't worry about it, I appreciate your kindness."
Lu Bei curled his lips, stirring up his anger: "To be frank, you are just chess pieces testing the waters. You are not my opponent today. Let's fight quickly and make sure the master behind you doesn't get anxious."
The six people blushed when they heard this. Their self-esteem was trampled upon. They felt deeply humiliated and looked at the examiner beside the stage.
The examiner wanted to stop him, saying that the ring match was a one-on-one duel, not a group fight, and that this was against the rules. But when he was about to say that, he received a message from the elder and nodded his head to allow the six people to go on stage together.
Just as Lu Bei guessed, the Holy Land also has to save face, so before awarding the championship rewards in advance, it makes the students from all countries convinced.
Six people stepped onto the stage. From left to right, the first person to stand out was an 80-year-old boy with regular features: "My name is Cen Shang, a cultivator from Jingyue Country, born..."
"That's enough. I don't care who you are or which country you are from. I only care about the reputation of the strong. It's not too late to talk to me after you defeat me."
Lu Bei raised his hand to interrupt, and continued to taunt, and his anger was ignited in just a few words: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting the six of you. The same will happen when the others go on stage later. They keep calling out names, as if the number one really cares what the loser's name is."
Fuck him!
At this moment, everyone in and out of the arena was united as one. The boys and girls put aside their competitive relationship and united as never before.