It is similar to what Zhang Jing guessed, and there are indeed many people who have come to invite him these days.

However, they were all rejected by Zhang Jing in the name of retreating and practicing.

Now he has no position in Shangjing, and everyone's attention is not his position and strength.

But Han Qianshu behind it.

Zhang Jing doesn’t know what Han Qianshu thinks about this now.

In order to avoid his disgust, Zhang Jing naturally stayed away from those guys now.

There is no rush in this kind of thing, there will be opportunities in the future.

Zhang Jing stayed at home for several days before waiting for Han Qianshu's call.

Zhang Jing has not practiced true essence these days, but has been thinking about the Dragon Palm and the Beast Sword.

Since Zhang Jing broke through the innate realm, especially after fighting with the gold medal killer in the White Tiger Palace, Zhang Jing keenly discovered the changes in the Dragon Subduing Palm.

It seems to have become more charming.

Zhang Jing had experimented on the way from Xi Chu when he came, and with his current strength, he could already exert six or seven dragon-subduing true energy.

I believe that when Zhang Jing's strength reaches a higher level, with one palm being pushed out, the twenty-eight dragon-subduing true qi will not be a big problem.

The only downside is that there is no speaker.

Otherwise, Zhang Jing's practical ability will definitely rise.

He had watched that TV series. As long as the speaker of Qiao Daxia turned on, even the sweeping monk would vomit blood.

Of course, Zhang Jing was just bored and thought about it.

If a sound really appears, it will definitely scare Zhang Jing very much.

The walls of Zhenwusi are very high, and Zhang Jing guessed that they must be at least seven or eight feet tall, and they are all pitch black. People outside can hardly see what they look like inside.

This also adds to the mystery of Zhenwusi.

As the headquarters of Dongqi Town Wushu, the area inside is naturally very huge.

At least there must be dozens of miles in Shangjing City, which is like a city in the city.

The Han Qianshu yard that Zhang Jing went to before was in it.

Not only Han Qianshu, but other commanders also lived in it.

If Zhang Jing took office as the commander of the City Inspection Office, he would have a place here.

With such a large area, there is naturally not only such an entrance.

In fact, there are many more, but this one is the closest to Han Qianshu yard.

"Mr. Zhang?" Wu Wei at the door asked softly.

"Do you recognize me?" Zhang Jing asked with a brow raised.

"The commander has ordered you to come with me," Wu Wei whispered.

"Okay, thank you, then," Zhang Jing nodded slightly.

It should be Han Qianshu who went straight over, so he gave an instructor to the person below.

"It should be," Wu Wei whispered, then turned around and began to lead the way. As for Zhang Jing, he followed closely.

After walking for a long time, the Wuwei stopped. During this period, the two of them basically had no communication throughout the whole process.

"Mr. Zhang, right in front, my subordinates can't go there," as he said, Wu Wei pointed to the yard in front.

"Okay, thank you," Zhang Jing nodded slightly.

The Wu Wei didn't say much, just nodded slightly, and then retreated.

There were guards at the entrance of the yard. When Zhang Jing came over, he didn't say anything, but just stretched out his arm.

The meaning is self-evident, so Zhang Jing naturally understands it.

He took out the waist card and lit it for a while.

Then the two guards retracted their arms.

The door was opened by the guards, and Zhang Jing walked in in a hurry.

The yard is large in size and seems to be like a small martial arts venue.

Four large mahogany chairs were placed not far away, and there was no one on them.

Zhang Jing estimated that it should be prepared for Han Qianshu and four other commanders.

Now that the four commanders have not arrived yet, Zhang Jing feels that he should be the finale.

After all, he is a big shot.

There must be a card face.

Zhang Jing looked around and found that he was not the first to arrive.

There were already three people here before he came. If he had expected it would be his competitors.

While he was looking at the three people, the three people were also looking at him at this moment.

Zhang Jing swept through from left to right one by one. The man on the left seemed not old, so he should be similar to Zhang Jing.

Of course, this is just the surface.

When breaking through the innate world, the vitality of heaven and earth can cleanse the body and make people return to youth to varying degrees.

For example, Zhang Jing looks much younger than before, and looks just twenty-five or twenty-six.

Moreover, as long as this appearance does not damage the vitality, Zhang Jing can maintain it for at least decades.

Innate one cannot stay young forever, it just delays this speed through innate true energy.

When he is over a hundred years old, if Zhang Jing cannot break through to a higher level, he may become a middle-aged person.

Seeing Zhang Jing's gaze swept over, the man on the left also smiled. He was dressed in a blue dress and had a handsome face. Of course, Zhang Jing felt that he was still worse than him.

Zhang Jing was not cold either, and nodded in a sign.

The man in the middle seemed more indifferent. Even when he was sitting in Zhang Jing, he could feel his size, which was even bigger than Fan Chong's.

Just now, when Zhang Jing came in, the first thing he noticed was him.

This guy is a bald man, and he seems a little disdainful when he looks at Zhang Jing.

Those who can come here are at least those who have broken through their innate years and are very powerful.

Otherwise, it would not be enough to run for the position of the head of the First Division.

Only Zhang Jing, the only one, broke through.

So what if you are a hero on the Dragon and Tiger List?

Could it be that you can have strong strength just by breaking through?

So in his opinion, Zhang Jing is the least afraid of.

He did not show kindness, so Zhang Jing naturally would not rush to show goodwill.

As for the last person, it seems a bit ordinary.

He was carrying a long sword in Zhenwusi on his back and his face was very dull.

Even when he looked at Zhang Jing, Zhang Jing didn't feel anything from him.

It seemed that I just took a simple look at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing walked up and sat to the far left, just next to the smiling man.

It’s not that Zhang Jing wants to get to know him, but that he only has seats around him.

There are only eight seats in the entire yard, four of which are the commander and four of which are theirs.

There is no auditorium outside the rest.

After all, this is not a sect competition, it is just to decide the position of the commander of the City Inspection Division.

There is no need to be so fanfare.

Otherwise, it would be a joke for outsiders.

After Zhang Jing sat down, he closed his eyes and pondered like a few people.

"You are Zhang Jing, right?" The man next to Zhang Jing paused and said hello to Zhang Jing first.

Zhang Jing opened his eyes and looked at each other, then nodded.

"I have heard of the eleventh hero in the Dragon and Tiger List," the man smiled.

Hearing these words praising Zhang Jing, the burly and strong man in the middle curled up a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

As a warrior, naturally I hope that the person you praise is yourself, not others.
To be continued...