Wang Chengde picked up the tea cup, and his eyes fell again on the "Turning Waves" in the center of the arena.
"De Zhao, do you think that if Lu Jiu really wins the first place, can he be able to suppress his sword skills?"
Wang Dezhao's heart moved and he whispered, "This person is half a step Transforming Force. If an ordinary An Jin warrior wants to take something from him, the price will probably be high."
"The price?" The smile on Wang Chengde's lips became deeper and deeper.
"In this world, not everything needs to be done by oneself. If you want someone to work for you, the easiest two ways are to give enough money or give enough reasons. As long as Lu Jiu takes the top spot, he will become the target of the whole audience. Among those red-eyed sluggish people, which one is not a blind person who sees money?"
He put down the teacup and tapped his fingers on the armrest.
Wang Dezhao's eyes gradually lit up.
"What does the head of the family mean... to wait until he takes the first place before taking action?"
"Whether you win the first place or not, it actually doesn't matter."
Wang Chengde shook his head, his eyes flashing. "If he takes the first place, and there is no master of Transforming Force behind him, and the word of profit is at the forefront, the "Strong Waves" will naturally become his talisman. Mr. Qiu Shui's reputation is good in Qingyang Prefecture, but it is hard to say in this remote and uninformed place."
He stood up slowly, looked across the stands, and landed on the banner embroidered with the four characters "Qingshan Martial Arts Association" at the entrance of the school ground, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Send a message to the Wang Family's spies everywhere. After the martial arts meeting, keep an eye on Lu Jiu's whereabouts."
Wang Dezhao nodded in agreement, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "What about Jiang Fa? This person also entered the semi-finals today. If he beats Li Kunlun and competes with Lu Jiu for the top spot..."
Wang Chengde thought for a moment and said calmly, "This boy is really unexpected. Not only his body skills are Major Accomplishment, but his boxing and sword skills are all Perfection. He also defeated the peak of An Jin with Late Dark Force. With this kind of strength, in the history of Qingshan County martial arts association in the past twenty years, I am afraid there will be no second one."
He paused and said, "But this guy is just a low-level person. Even if he joins the three sects and gets into the inner gate by luck, if there is no great opportunity, Transforming Force is already his ceiling, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
Wang Chengde's lips curled up slightly, "Yesterday, that boy Li Kunlun wanted to destroy Qin Xuan, and now the relationship between the Zhao Clan Martial Hall and Boulder Martial Hall has been forged. I know the temper of that old guy Shi Chongshan very well. He will retaliate. That boy ruined his good deeds, how can he let it go?"
He turned around and looked at Wang Dezhao: "We don't have to do anything, just watch."
Wang Dezhao lowered his head. "The head of the family has a long-term vision."
Wang Chengde ignored his compliment and turned his attention to the ring again.
There, the two sides of the second semi-final match have already taken the stage.
At the same time, on the other side of the stands.
Ding Wanshan, the leader of the Blood Wolf Gang, was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the stands at some point.
Sitting next to him was Lu Jiu, who had just shined in the ring.
No, to be precise, it's Wolf Nine.
Ding Wanshan took out a secret letter from his sleeve.
Lu Jiu took it and glanced at it, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
"Li Canghai is more anxious than you."
"Of course he is anxious." Ding Wanshan sneered,
"That kid is in the limelight right now. If he really makes it to the finals, it's hard to say whether he will win the first place, but his reputation will definitely be improved. The Li family has been running this Qingshan County for so many years. When have they ever felt so aggrieved? Now that Jiang Fa is like a thorn in his throat, how can he not feel uncomfortable?"
Lu Jiu nodded lightly and returned the letter to Ding Wanshan.
Ding Wanshan turned his eyes to the ring and said in a deep voice, "Li Kunlun, this kid, was trained by the Boulder Martial Hall with all his efforts. It is said that Shi Chongshan even gave him everything in the bottom of the box. If he can really destroy that kid here, it will save you a lot of trouble."
Lu Jiu did not answer the call.
When Ding Wanshan saw that he was silent, he lowered his voice and continued, "That kid's boxing skills Perfection and sword skills Perfection are indeed somewhat adept, but in the final analysis, his Late Dark Force foundation is there, and he can't make any waves."
Lu Jiu was noncommittal.
He was silent for a moment, looking past Ding Wanshan and landing on the black figure taking the stage in the distance.
"After this scene, the relationship between me and my eldest brother will be settled."
Ding Wanshan frowned slightly.
He tilted his head, and his falcon-like eyes paused on Lu Jiu's face for a few breaths, as if he was looking again at the young man he had picked up from the mass grave.
"Liangqing?"
Ding Wanshan's eyes narrowed slightly. "I gave you your life. After that, you went to Bibo Lake to learn swordsmanship for three years, earning no less than two thousand taels of silver every year. Including the elixirs, secret manuals, and weapons you used for training, I spent nearly ten thousand taels of silver. You say two clears, two clears?"
Lu Jiu didn't look at Ding Wanshan, his eyes still fell on the ring.
"When you sent me to Bibo Lake three years ago, you said that after I finish my studies, I will do three things for you. The first is to destroy the Chen family, and the second is to fire the warehouse in the south of the city at the beginning of the year. I have done both. Killing this kid is the third."
He paused, his voice still as calm as water. "After completing these three things, I will pay back what I owe you."
Ding Wanshan's face darkened slightly.
Of course he knew that Lu Jiu was telling the truth.
Three years ago, he spent a lot of money to send Lu Jiu to Bibo Lake. These three things were agreed in advance.
He originally just wanted to cultivate the sharpest knife, but he didn't expect that this knife was sharp enough now.
It was so sharp that he couldn't hold it anymore.
"What are your plans?"
Ding Wanshan tried his best to hide his displeasure.
Lu Jiu turned his head, and there was no emotion in his narrow eyes. "Master said that if I can step into Transforming Force before the age of twenty, he will officially accept me as his successor, and I can practice in Bibo Lake from now on."
When he said this, there was finally a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Ding Wanshan was silent for a long time.
He knows Mr. Qiu Shui very well.
The reclusive swordsman in Bibo Lake had an extremely weird temper. It took him several years and seven or eight connections to force Lu Jiu to be a registered disciple.
In three years, Lu Jiu had only learned a few superficial things.
Mr. Qiu Shui never taught the real core skills.
And Transforming Force is that threshold.