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The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-five chapters

Although the people of Quanzhen Sect are not afraid of heaven or earth on weekdays, they never suffer losses in front of them, which shows that they are also self-aware.

These guys are positioned as a group of complete bandits. On weekdays, they do things that seem very despicable, such as grabbing bosses, black equipment, etc.

They play games with happiness and are content with being content with being happy. They never exist for the tycoon of the world, let alone the seemingly formal behavior of playing professional games.

Not to mention going to international competitions to compete with those experts who used to meet only on the screen.

At this moment, everyone was inevitably nervous when they heard Wuji mention this matter.

There is no way, these guys just want to live an ordinary life of killing, setting fires and snatching equipment. Who knows that people are in the world and cannot help themselves. Even these guys themselves did not expect that they would have this day.

"Can you not go?"

Ji Ao spoke first, breaking the tranquility. The teams in the league stage are not just about winning or losing, but also about the glory of the country. Everything is raised to the face of the country. This is no small matter.

Ji'ao is just a child after all, and suddenly he is entrusted with an important task. Ji'ao will certainly be subconsciously timid.

"No." Wang Yu touched his chin and said, "I heard that the championship and runner-up teams in the professional league are qualified to participate. If you don't go, it's equivalent to abstaining. I know you are not afraid of embarrassment, but in this matter, you are not only losing without fighting, but losing without fighting is not just the face of our Quanzhen Sect." As an international event, the team represents the country. If the Quanzhen Sect loses without fighting, it basically means that the country loses without fighting.

This kind of thing has a big impact or a small impact.

You have to have a strong momentum in life. You can be knocked down, but you can't be defeated. If you don't even have the courage to fight, it's really embarrassing.

For those shameless teams, at most they will be criticized, not hurting their muscles or breaking the law. But for any normal Chinese, who would be willing to be stabbed by someone?

Quanzhen Sect is shameless, but it is still very clear about the big deal.

"That's right." Mingdu also smiled from the side: "Daoxue is still waiting to win the championship and become a son-in-law."

"Son-in-law, you are paralyzed! Don't mention this matter!" Ming Jiandaoxue's face turned dark and blanched Mingdu's eyes.

Ming Kendo Xue is also a shameless person. Her son-in-law is just a wishful thinking for Miss Meng. A normal person has hands and feet who would lick his face and look at others' winks?

Marriage is the most important thing, and it is easy to say that a good family is like Wang Yu. After all, in most cases, the man will not dislike the woman's family, but the situation like Ming Kendo Xue is completely different.

The so-called "give a position after winning the championship" may be serious, and for Ming Kendo Xue, this is giving herself a step forward.

So what if you really win the championship? This position is given to you by others. How can others look down on you if you are an asymmetry?

It is said that patriots do not drink water from stolen springs, and honest people do not accept food from pity. It is okay for people from Quanzhen Sect to joke about this matter, but Ming Jian Daoxue himself will definitely not take it seriously.

Seeing Ming Jiandaoxue reacting like this, Quanzhen and others were naturally confused.

However, others didn't understand what Mingjian Daoxue thought, but Wuji saw it all at once and said with a smile: "Daoxue is also arrogant enough. He thinks he is not enough to meet."

"Range the surface?" Mingdu wondered: "How big is the surface of the surface of the surface?"

"So that." Wuji gave an example: "If you were the richest man in the world, what would you do if a gangster who played games wanted to marry your daughter?"

"Why?" Mingdu clenched his fists, looking unhappy.

"Do you see..." Wuji smiled and said, "Daoxue is the idea, but he is the one who is afraid of being despised."

At this time, everyone else understood Wuji's meaning.

That's right. No matter how well you play the game or make more money in the game, you are just a player after all. In the eyes of those upper class people, you still cannot match it.

"What should I do? I won't marry my beautiful wife?"

After Wuji said this, Mingdu is even more anxious than Mingjiandaoxue. These two guys in Quanzhen Sect have been closest to each other and have the best relationship. Mingdu still expects Mingduoxue to get rich after marrying into the family.

"Just raise the surface of the plate." Wuji said lightly.

"This...how do you mention this?" Everyone was confused again.

After all, everyone is a commoner. Even a little rich second-generation like Ji Ao can only be considered a middle class in the eyes of those chaebols, and they have no idea of ​​arbitration in their eyes.

The Wang Yu family has a great family, but their martial arts family is relatively conservative and low-key. Although they have the strength, they don’t want to show up in public. If it is in the Kung Fu circle, they will definitely flock to the Wang family when they mention it, but their reputation is not obvious in the capital circle.

"Let me find a rich man who is comparable to Miss Meng's family as a relative." Wuji said: "What else can I do? Can I be reincarnated again?"

"A rich man who is comparable to Miss Meng's family is a relative?" Mingdu curled his lips and said, "If I had that relative, who would have been a cross-border mouse in the game with you scumbags."

"Old Li is pertinent!"

"What Lao Li said is extremely true!"

Everyone nodded together.

Games are the same as reality, and the circles are different. It is difficult to play together. You can tell by watching the monsters rampant. It’s okay to play games on weekdays. If he really struggles to brush books and grab bosses, he would rather find a place to sleep.

"Wuji, don't you often brag about the fact that you are all powerful people? Help Daoxue find a relative."

"Hehe!" Wuji smiled and said, "It's nonsense. The people I know are very busy, so how can I pay attention to such small things."

"It's pitiful." Everyone patted the famous Kendoxue's shoulder and comforted him: "Daoxue, your conditions are not bad, just find another one."

"Boom roll!" Ming Jiandaoxue angrily raised his middle fingers at everyone.

...

"Are the landlord here?"

Just as Quanzhen and others were making trouble, Wang Yu's message bar suddenly lit up. When Wang Yu opened the message, he was stunned.

The news is nothing unique, but the sender is Malanhua, a friend who has not been online for a long time.

Seeing this ID, Wang Yu didn't remember who it was, but when he saw the name Wang Yu suddenly realized that this Malanhua was Ma Li who left silently a few months ago.

After all, he lived under the same roof. It was impossible for him to have no feelings at all. Seeing that Ma Li, who had no news, suddenly went online, Wang Yu couldn't help but be excited and replied quickly: "Where did you go, little girl?"
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