Deng Qing saw through Chen Tai's intentions at a glance and snorted coldly, "I won't talk to people who don't respect me True Yang Martial Sect. If you have evidence, go to Merit Reward Office to complain. If not, don't accuse someone of their innocence out of thin air."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Song Wuji snorted coldly, "If the matter is not clear, where can we go!"
He had long hated Deng Qing, and now he seized the opportunity and took action directly.
Then he saw his five fingers bent like hooks, and with one move Eagle Claw Hand, he directly probed Deng Qing's back heart.
Deng Qing seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He turned his feet slightly and swayed his body to the side to avoid this claw.
Song Wuji missed the opportunity, and his fingers brushed against Deng Qing's back. The remaining momentum did not dissipate, but he actually buckled on a nearby shed pillar.
Boom! Five fingers dug into the hardwood.
With a pull of his arm, a large piece of wood core and outer skin were torn off, and a deep hole suddenly appeared on the originally strong shed pillar.
Deng Qing's eyes turned cold.
Song Wuji missed the target and stepped forward again. His right arm quickly reached out and he clasped Deng Qing's shoulder with his five fingers.
Deng Qing was secretly angry. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward. He turned sideways and rushed into the middle of Song Wuji. He saw that he put one hand through Song Wuji's armpit, the other arm was closed from the outside, and his shoulder was pressed against Song Wuji's chest and abdomen.
Carrying the Elephant Across the River!
Song Wuji felt his arms, shoulders and back tighten suddenly, and half of his body was locked in one fell swoop.
His heart pounded, and he quickly activated Qi-Blood, trying to shake Deng Qing away.
However, before the force could be released, Deng Qing had already lowered his waist and pushed forward suddenly.
A powerful force penetrated Song Wuji's chest and abdomen.
In an instant, Song Wuji's feet left the ground and he flew backwards.
There was a muffled bang, and Song Wuji fell several feet, hitting his knees heavily on the ground. Then, he let out a whoosh and spat out a large mouthful of acidic water.
Song Wuji was hunched over in agony, retching continuously and unable to even lift his head.
Deng Qing stopped, glanced at Chen Tai coldly, and strode away.
There was dead silence in the whole place.
Some of the followers brought by Song Wuji took half a step forward, and some had their hands on their swords, but in the end no one dared to attack Deng Qing.
After all, they all know the strength of Song Wuji.
Such a fierce man could not survive a single round under Deng Qing. And judging from this, Deng Qing was worried about the impact and still kept his hand.
Who would dare to make a mistake against such a ruthless character?
Chen Tai My hands and feet are cold and I am completely desperate.
He suddenly realized that he had found the wrong person from the beginning. If Deng Qing had not chosen him as a breakthrough point because of his poor background, if he had chosen another breakthrough point, the situation would have been opened up.
However, there is no regret medicine in this world.
If there is, Chen Tai will buy two kilograms of it no matter what.
Huang Yunfan stood there with a stiff expression.
He watched Deng Qing walk away, then glanced at Song Wuji who was still kneeling on the ground, and his heart was shaken.
He turned around and left. Song Wuji groaned, held his knees, slowly stood up, and chased after Huang Yunfan.
The two of them walked to a remote place, and Song Wuji said with a face covering his face, "Didn't you say he is Bone-Forging First Layer?"
Song Wuji pointed at his chest, "It still hurts like a burning fire. Is this what Bone-Forging First Layer should be capable of?"
Huang Yunfan said coldly, "It's absolutely true. Twenty days ago, this guy was just Skin Tempering Realm. I tested it with Realm-Testing Sphere, and it can't be fake!"
How could he have broken through to Bone-Tempering Two so quickly? Is it reasonable?"
Song Wuji looked incredulous, "Are you sure you've taken the test?"
"What's the point of me telling you this lie?"
Huang Yunfan doesn't have a good airway, and he is very annoyed.
Song Wuji rubbed his stuffy chest and abdomen, gritted his teeth and said, "This damn guy! Chen Tai paid a lot of money for us to hire him, so he won't be able to eat the fat sheep in his mouth."
Huang Yunfan said nothing, his face was extremely gloomy.
Song Wuji said bitterly, "Young Master Yunfan, if we just let this matter go, where would our face be?"
So many people are watching, Deng Qing this wolf will fall out at every opportunity, strike at every request, and keep saying it is for the True Yang Martial Sect, this wolf is clearly trampling on your face and mine and crushing it hard under its feet."
Huang Yunfan was very annoyed and waved his hand and said, "Don't quarrel with me, I will never let this guy go."
Huang Yunfan's face turned blue and black because he suddenly thought of Jia Yu and the half-broken sword inserted in Jia Yu's chest.
As soon as this thought came up, he shook his head again.
After all, Skin Tempering cannot beat Bone Tempering. This is a golden rule fixed in the concept of Huang Yunfan and cannot be changed.
But no matter what, Deng Qing didn't give himself any face today, which made Huang Yunfan angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He slapped his palm heavily on the rock, "Deng, I'm not done with you!"
Song Wuji echoed, "Of course it cannot be finished. However, the most urgent task is to find out his strength first."
Huang Yunfan frowned and said, "Don't be suspicious. At most, he has learned some amazing skills. Have you ever heard of someone who rushed from the Skin Tempering Realm to Bone-Tempering Two in more than 20 days?"
Song Wuji shook his head, "I see, I'm so proud of this guy. It seems I underestimated the enemy and let this guy rush into my middle. If you wait for me next time, I will crush him to death."
Just as Huang Yunfan and Song Wuji were licking each other's wounds, Deng Qing had already arrived in the cafeteria.
Today, there is a lot of food left in the canteen.
More than half of the Martial Exam Student were taken out of Desolate Soil; among the Inspector, nearly half failed to stay.
The canteen had already prepared dinner for these people.
But as soon as the list came out, many people's hopes were dashed. After being hit by this, very few people were still in the mood to sit down and have a good meal.
There was more than half of the rice left in each rice pot, and not much food was taken out.
Chef Fei saw Deng Qing coming over and when serving him food, he quietly ordered an extra portion of Fortune Meat.
Three liang becomes six liang.
Deng Qing was stunned for a moment, but Chef Fei only winked at him, then took the basin and went to do other things.
Deng Qing didn't say anything, found a place to sit down, and ate the food thoroughly.
This time, the warmth in my belly was much stronger than before.
After he had eaten and drank enough, he went to Back Mountain's secluded practice place.
What happened today made him smell several dangers.
The disciples of these sects and high-ranking sects stick together with each other. If one person has something to do, he can lead a group of people behind him.
Song Wuji suffered a loss and Huang Yunfan was also embarrassed. Deng Qing knew whether the two of them would just give up.
Intermediate Testing Zone, which is going next, cannot be ignored either.
Deployment Office can be specially designated as the test site for the next stage. The level of danger there will naturally not be the same as Elementary Testing Zone.
If you want to stand firm amidst piles of troubles, you must ultimately rely on your own strength.
Arriving at Training Ground, Deng Qing walked straight to the five-hundred-jin stone, lowered their waists, and reached out.
Lifting his arms, the boulder lifted off the ground.
Following the method of "Elephant-Throwing Method", he changed steps and turned around, carrying the big stone back and forth in front of him. When Qi-Blood gradually became more alive, he closed his arms, held the stone, and walked forward.
As he moved his skills, the heat in his belly continued to dissipate.
There is an extra serving of Fortune Meat than usual, and the warmth generated during the exercise is obviously much more substantial.
As Deng Qing continued to perform the exercises, the gurgling heat in his belly gradually turned into Qi-Blood and was urged to his shoulders, chest and abdomen.
Deng Qing was practicing hard when Wooden House suddenly heard a sharp whistle from the direction of the building complex.
Deng Qing hurriedly put down the big stone and rushed back.
When he arrived at the square in front of the canteen, many people had gathered there.
Several long cases were lined up, and people from Merit Reward Office were busy behind the cases.
They called the names in the book and distributed the new Number Token to those who retained it. Along with the Number Token, there were also pieces of rather delicate paper.
Most of those who received the things did not leave, talking excitedly to each other.
Deng Qing After waiting in line for a while, he also received a new piece of Number Token. He also received a pile of papers. He walked to the side and counted them, a total of twenty-three.
These pieces of paper are only half the size of a palm, but the paper is quite stiff, with fine lines printed on the front and back, and marks on the edges.
The face value marked in the middle of the piece of paper is all one.
Deng Qing is not ignorant about this thing. He knows that this thing is called "Merit Voucher", which corresponds to Merit Points. It is circulated within Martial Dao Lower Court and can be exchanged for real objects.
He stood in the crowd for a while and listened to the information. Everyone was planning to Merit Reward Office and what items would be more cost-effective to exchange these Merit Voucher for.
Deng Qing didn't have any idea for the time being. He looked towards the canteen and saw that it was already empty.
He hurried over to help. There was too much leftover food today, so the labor intensity must be high.
Sure enough, when he entered the dining hall, he heard the fat chef order to gather the leftovers and make fried rice tomorrow, gather the leftovers and make stew tomorrow.
When Deng Qing came, Chef Fei was even more happy. He said that there were too many leftovers today and they were piled together and were too heavy, so he asked him to help.
Deng Qing nodded in agreement and cooperated for half an hour. When he saw that it was almost done, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Chef Fei.
"Uncle Fei, what are your orders?"
"I don't have any instructions, just come over and say a few words."
Chef Fei smiled and waved, leading him into a side room next to the kitchen.
The room is not big, with a small table and two benches.
Chef Fei took off his apron and hung it on the wall. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured two bowls of it. "Sit down, you have been working for so long and have a drink of water."
Deng Qing Thank you and sat down at the table.
Chef Fei also sat down, looked at him, and said happily, "Thanks to you for helping me these days. The young man is diligent and neat in doing things, which saves me a lot of worry."
He rubbed his generous palms and said, "You also have errands during the day, and you come over to help every day after work. I really have nothing to thank you for."
Deng Qing hurriedly said, "You have taken good care of me and always give me more meat. Besides, I am destined to the kitchen, and we are also destined to be together. These are enough. If you say anything else, we will be separated."
Chef Fei laughed, "Well said, I won't be polite to you anymore. I came to you this time to tell you, Merit Voucher, don't spend it arbitrarily.
I received a message from above and asked the kitchen to prepare more firewood."
As he said that, he pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "Every time there is such a notice, it means that Fortune Meat will be cooked. In other words, Front Line and Fortune Meat will be shipped back.
I estimate that there are a lot of Fortune Meat coming back this time, plus there are also a lot of Merit Voucher distributed this time, Merit Reward Office doesn't have many interesting things.
You must sell Fortune Meat and recycle a batch of Merit Voucher. Therefore, you have nothing special to buy in Merit Reward Office. I suggest you keep Merit Voucher and prepare to exchange it for Fortune Meat."
Deng Qing put down the tea bowl and solemnly handed it over, "This news about you is very important to me."
He was really worried about what Merit Voucher would be exchanged for. When Chef Fei gave him an idea, Deng Qing suddenly became enlightened.
It made him feel that all the hard work in the kitchen these days was not in vain.
Chef Fei waved his hands cheerfully, "That's good, it's not in vain for me to say this."
Deng Qing stood up and thanked her, then said goodbye and left.
Deng Qing returned to his simple hut and just sat down on the stool when the door was kicked open with a bang.
With a bang, the door panel hit the wall, almost shattering the hut made of several wooden boards.
Huang Yunfan walked in angrily.
Deng Qing quickly stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Yunfan, who offended you? Could it be that Song Wuji took his anger out on you again?"
As he said that, he raised his brows and continued to pretend, "Song Wuji is not done yet, right? I'm going to settle the score with him right now. I think this guy really doesn't know how high-ranking I, True Yang Martial Sect, am!"
Huang Yunfan's eyelids jumped when he heard this, "Stop!"
Deng Qing stood still, looking confused.
Huang Yunfan said coldly, "From now on, you are not allowed to mention True Yang Martial Sect outside. Who do you think you are, how worthy are you to represent True Yang Martial Sect?"
Deng Qing raised his hands and said, "Young Master Yunfan misunderstood. I am just proud of the True Yang Martial Sect. I cannot tolerate others slandering the sect. I don't dare to represent anything."
"Your master has not joined Inner Sect, why do you keep mentioning True Yang Martial Sect?"
Huang Yunfan became more and more angry as he spoke. He pointed at Deng Qing and wanted to reprimand him, but found that there were no suitable words.
Thousands of words finally turned into a heavy wave of the hand, "Okay, I'm here today to warn you. From now on, when you are outside, just look at my eyes and act, don't make your own decisions!"
If it weren't for me today, do you think Song Wuji they would let you go? If you hit someone, pat their butt and leave, why don't you want me to take care of the rest for you?
From now on, if you dare to act like this again, don't blame me for not protecting you!"
Deng Qing thought to himself, it's really disgusting that his mother opened the door to Nausea, it's so disgusting.
At that time, he and Song Wuji were on the same page. He clearly remembered how Young Master Yunfan took care of him.
Now that the show is over, this guy actually has the nerve to take credit for this non-existent achievement.
But he didn't show it on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Yunfan Don't worry, I know how much I weigh. I will only follow the master's lead."
Huang Yunfan's expression softened slightly. He flicked his sleeves and was about to leave. Suddenly he said, "Well, you got Merit Voucher. Lend me ten of them and I'll return them to you another day."
Deng Qing is convinced that the so-called high-ranking young masters and sect's new stars are the first to practice because they are shameless?
Deng Qing said with a smile, "Don't make trouble, are you kidding me?
Your dignified Young Master Yunfan, True Yang Martial Sect's future heir, wants to borrow Merit Voucher from one of my Celebration Hall disciples? If this word gets out, am I still afraid of making a joke?"
Huang Yunfan's face twitched.
Deng Qing continued, "Besides, with your dignity Young Master Yunfan, you can't use the word "borrow". If you really want to use Merit Voucher, I'll just show you my respect.
It's just that my Merit Voucher has been used up in Merit Reward Office."
Huang Yunfan's face darkened.
Deng Qing continued to spray, "Don't worry, I think there are still many Senior Brother brothers of the True Yang Martial Sect lineage left behind. Just wait, I will go out and lend them to you!"
No matter what you say, don't let Tangtang Young Master Yunfan open this mouth to others. Leave this matter to me and I will take care of it!"
As he spoke, he walked out the door.
Huang Yunfan's eyelids twitched and he drank quickly, "Stop it! I'm just kidding you, but you took it seriously. Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
With that said, he hurried out, feeling frightened in his heart. If he really let this guy run out to borrow a piece, wouldn't it be true that in a blink of an eye, the entire station would know that his reputation was completely ruined?
Deng Qing watched Huang Yunfan leave, then turned back to the house and fell asleep.
The next two days are rest days, and Intermediate Test did not start immediately.
Both Martial Exam Student and Deployment Office have entered a short rest period.
There are fewer people hurrying about in the station, and even the whistle that reminds people to gather every day has stopped.
Deng Qing took advantage of his free time to go find Jian Ruyu.
But several times in succession, he failed.
He waited outside her residence for a long time, but no one came back, so he had to give up for now.
This morning, the southwest side of the square outside the canteen suddenly became lively.
When Deng Qing arrived, there was already a sea of people there.
In the center of the crowd, several large wooden tables were placed side by side, with an awning behind them. The tables were covered with thick mats, and huge pieces of Fortune Meat were piled on top.
These are naturally the flesh of Wasteland Beast.
This was the first time for many people to see uncooked Wasteland Beast meat, and they looked at it with wide eyes.
Deng Qing was also mixed in the crowd, and when he looked around, he saw that the flesh was as thick as a door panel, red in color, Meridians clear, and interspersed with thick fat, which was very attractive.
There is a wooden barrier surrounding the stall, leaving only two passages.
Deployment Office hasn't even announced that these Fortune Meat will be sold, but the queue has already started.
One of them was lined up for a long time, going around for more than ten feet, and people kept picking up from behind.
Deng Qing rushed forward, stood on tiptoe and took a look, only to find that the one with the longest queue was actually buying Offal.
Behind the baffle, in more than a dozen giant wooden basins, there were piles of twisted intestines, dark red lungs, and some unidentifiable organs.
Strangely, most of these are incomplete.
Only half of the intestines were left, and a large chunk of the lungs seemed to have been cut off.
Moreover, these organs are sealed by a transparent film, and the texture inside can still be seen clearly through the film.
Deng Qing looked at the pieces of meat again, and sure enough, he saw similar fractures.
Deng Qing guessed that these fractures should be caused by Corpse Dissolution. Did he know that it was almost impossible to completely preserve the body of Wasteland Beast who was killed?
Because of Qi Dissipation, the loss seems to be extremely high.
Of course, these are not what he has to worry about at the moment. He stares at those Offal, as if the dead memories are attacking him crazily with knives and guns.
In a blink of an eye, he looked at the long queue behind Offal, couldn't help but shake his head, and said to himself, "Who are these people? There are so many people eating Offal. I really have never eaten fine chaff."
After a few words of slander, Deng Qing walked to the end of team Offal and queued up at the back.
He just stood still when two more people came behind him.
Not long after, Chef Fei led a group of kitchen staff to the back of the meat stall.
Everyone was holding scales or carrying knives.
Chef Fei walked between the two meat cases, scanned the whole place with his eyes, raised his hands and said, "Everyone, please listen to what I have to say first!"
His voice was loud and clear, and even the people at the back of the team could hear him clearly, and the noise in the field immediately became quieter.