The old lady Ming Jing was also an old man who insisted on his ideas unwaveringly. When she heard Chen Zhao vetoed his opinion, she felt unhappy for a long time. At this time, she also said: "All sects are talented people from China, and they are all heroes who know etiquette, justice and integrity. How can we

as you said?"

She thought in her heart: "This young man has the spirit of a hero, but he dictates his ideas and despises the world's heroes. He is just a silver pewter spear head."

Chen Zhao chuckled: "There is a sage in the West named Karl. He once said that for most people, once their ideas are divorced from their interests, they will definitely make themselves look bad. For the major sects in today's martial arts, Wushuang City

It is a giant that is weighing on them. Once it is overthrown, the vacated benefits may be seized by them. This is what they think they deserve. As for the threat from the Japanese, they have not yet broken through Shanhaiguan, so no one will have it.

Cutting pain."

As soon as these words came out, the three women were immediately speechless.

After all, Mingyue and Dugumeng were young, but they were a little ignorant. However, they felt that Chen Zhao's words were wise words, but they couldn't say anything else.

Mirror is different.

After all, she is older, has experienced many hardships, and her knowledge and experience are not comparable to ordinary people. Therefore, she naturally understands that without sufficient profit motivation, few people will stick to their ideals.

Anyone who denies benefits is just telling lies.

If people in various sects cannot fight for their own interests, then they will not be able to stand at all.

Once your philosophy is divorced from your interests, you will definitely make yourself look bad.

This sentence is the most straightforward, frank, and most fundamental way of revealing the nature of the world.

Why are there so many masters following the Tianxiahui that Xiongba established to conquer the world?

Wushuang City is already strong enough, why do we still need to compete with Tianxiahui?

Why do the various sects bow to Wushuang City, and even attack Wushuang City when it is overthrown?

Everything is because of profit.

Thinking of this, the old lady Ming Jing sighed sadly and said calmly: "You are right, the interests of various sects are involved, they will not rush to help. If the benefits from the Japanese people are enough, they may not help them."

"What?" Mingyue and Dugumeng were both shocked, looking at Chen Zhao with an incredulous expression.

Even though the two women believed Chen Zhao's words, they understood the temperament and character of their elder Ming Jing better.

She was quite stubborn and could not change her mind with words.

But he didn't expect that with just one sentence from Chen Zhao, Ming Jing would wake up and give up his point of view.

It seems that the young master in front of me is not only superb in martial arts, but also extremely knowledgeable.

For a moment, Dugu Meng's eyes became even more confused.

Even the pair of beautiful eyes that Mingyue looked at him were sparkling again and again.

"Haha, Meng, let me introduce the current situation. How did this Japanese infiltrate into Wushuang City and cause trouble without being known?"

Chen Zhao said calmly, changing the topic quietly.

…

A few days later, there was a grand martial arts performance in the Wushuang City Lord's Mansion.

The grand martial arts arena in the City Lord's Mansion is used not only for disciples to practice martial arts, but also for convening local branches to hold conferences. It occupies a very large area and can accommodate thousands of people. Its scale is not smaller than that of Tianxiahui Square.

At this moment, the huge square is packed with people everywhere.

The city flag of Wushuang City, the flags of each branch, and the flags of the various sects under his command were raised high, making a spectacular sound in the wind.

The crowd was buzzing, and countless world-famous masters paid tribute to each other and expressed admiration for each other. It was very lively.

"Mr. King of Eagle Claw Sect, you have always been healthy and healthy, and I admire you very much..."

"Brother Zhang, your Hua Quan Sect is getting more and more prosperous, and I congratulate you..."

"Isn't this Brother Jin Dao Wang? I'm disrespectful..."

Every time a famous person appears, there will always be various greetings around him. Regardless of whether he knows the person or not, there is always someone to say hello.

In the world of martial arts, some people are generous, but others are petty, and it often happens that people draw swords against each other when they disagree. Therefore, many people who have been in the world for many years are very cautious in dealing with things, and greet each other in a friendly manner.

"Hey, isn't that the singer from Wushuang City? Why is she here to participate?"

Someone saw Ming Yue, Lao Lao Ming Jing, and Dugu Meng appearing after makeup. They were very surprised and asked in a low voice.

"All the properties in Wushuang City belong to Lord Dugu. Maybe Miss Mingyue is also a subordinate of Lord Dugu."

"I see……"

Soon, waves of rumbling drums sounded, and the Lord of Wushuang City, Dugu Fang, and the strange young man Juexin came from behind and strode to the high platform.

This alliance, led by Wushuang City, with separate rudders from various places, and upper-class figures from famous sects in various places, began.

"Welcome all heroes to Wushuang City. I am very happy to see you all good friends. What is the purpose of our alliance this time? I need to introduce to you the person next to me. Everyone, this is from Wushuang City.

Jue Xin, the rising star and the future leader in the world.”

Dugu Fang's tone was calm, but his voice carried extremely far, showing his profound inner strength.

But they didn't expect that he only said a few words and then handed over the right to speak to the young man next to him, Juexin, which puzzled everyone.

"Who is this young hero? He is actually the lead singer of this opening drama?"

"I don't recognize him either. Could it be that he is the son of the Lord of Dugu City? Lord of the Young City of Dugu?"

"You are not deaf, are you? The son of the Lord of Dugu City is called Dugu Ming, but this person is called Juexin."

"Juexin? I've never heard of this name."

"Yes, I heard that the young master of Dugu City is called Dugu Ming, and Dugu Che's Zhu also has an adopted son named Ding Song, who is not called Juexin!"

"I heard that Ding Song went to the coast to suppress Japanese pirates, but was seriously injured. He should not be here at the moment."

"Could it be that he is another illegitimate son of Lord Dugu City?"

"Aren't you blinded? How does this boy resemble the male gang leader?"

"..."

Because he was determined not to be known by the martial arts community in the Central Plains, the originally neat and solemn atmosphere was suddenly broken. Everyone in the audience was whispering and talking, and the buzzing was loud and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Grandma, this person is Juexin of Wushen Jue Palace. He is not only powerful in martial arts, but also full of tricks, so Dugu Ming and Ding Song were captured by him."

In a corner, Mingyue said to her grandma Mingjing, and at the same time held down Dugumeng's hand to tell her not to be so excited.

Dugu Meng held his breath and looked at his father in the stands. His heart ached, but he tried his best to control himself.

Ming Jing nodded slowly and frowned slightly.

After all, she is a senior member of the Ming family and has a lot of experience. She can see that this desperate martial arts is not only not low-level, but also sinister and vicious, which is not trivial.

"Such martial arts is rare in the world." Ming Jing said slowly.

…

Not to mention that all the sects are martial arts practitioners and do not understand the principles of order in the venue. What is more important is that each of them has a very deep foundation, and some of them may not even be as good as Wushuang City.

If it weren't for the intimidation of super masters like Dugu Yifang and Juggernaut, no matter how powerful Wushuang City was, how could it be possible for these long-established sects to be honest and obedient?

Just because they gave Dugu some face doesn't mean they will give others some face!

What's more, it's a young man who is unknown and doesn't know what he means.

Except for Dugu Yifang, the young city lord Dugu Ming, the protector Shi Wu Zun, Feng Xuzi, and the newly rising young swordsman Ding Song did not show up. You, a tight-faced boy, show off your power in such a conference and don't even look at it.

How many kilograms do you have?

"Juexin, I have already made it this far, but it seems you are still unable to shoulder this important task!"

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Dugu Yifang's eyes, and he spoke to Juexin in a calm voice.

"Hmph, these guys will know how many eyes Lord Ma has in a minute!"

Juexin's face was very ugly, and his eyes were cold and sinister, but when he turned back to look at everyone, he returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Dugu Fang looked at it, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he became a little more fearful...

"Juexin, where is my son?"

Dugu was as calm as water and suddenly changed the topic.

"Your Majesty is very safe, right over there!"

Juexin smiled slightly and glanced at a corner of the martial arts arena.

Then he continued to talk without caring about other people's criticism.

At the same time, learn lessons, contain your inner strength, and spread your voice to every corner.

Everyone felt his inner strength and gradually became quiet. Everyone had surprised and thoughtful expressions on their faces.

Dugu Yifang ignored all this and hurriedly raised his eyes to look in the direction Juexin pointed out. He happened to see his biological son Ding Song and his cheap son Dugu Ming, looking sluggish and pale. There were several people around them.

Surrounded by men in black, it was obvious that he had been restrained.

"After talking for a long time, do you dare to ask who this Jue Shaoxia is? Please also ask the Lord of Dugu City to clear up our doubts."

An abrupt voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Juexin's eloquent conversation. He looked unhappy and looked down, only to see a tall monk dressed like a Shaolin Temple monk.

Dugu's face was startled, and he showed an imperceptible smile for a moment, but Juexin next to him didn't notice it. He originally wanted to give the other party a slap in the face, but when he saw that it was a monk from Shaolin Temple, he took back the words in his heart and said lightly
To be continued...