Chapter 24 Visiting Zhang Yuan
At the front desk of the hall, Wang Yao and the young man stood side by side. Wang Yao was going to ask the front desk to ask if Vice Speaker Zhang Yuan was free so that he could visit him.
The young man took out an application form for the preliminary competition and handed it to the front desk clerk, not forgetting to provoke Wang Yao: "You are quite strong, and it seems that you are also a martial artist. Do you dare to compete on the ring?"
Wang Yao continued to ignore him, took out the exquisite envelope Zhang Yuan had sent him, handed it to the waiter, and asked, "Can you please call and ask if Chairman Zhang is here? He wrote to invite me to the Martial God Festival, and I'd like to visit him."
The waiter took the envelope, glanced at the names of the sender and the recipient, and said respectfully, "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment. I'll call the office to ask."
Someone hurriedly brought hot tea and asked Wang Yao if there was anything else he needed. As for the youth preliminary application form, it was put aside and ignored for the time being.
He also heard what Wang Yao said and was a little dumbfounded. He didn't dare to provoke him anymore. He just stared at the waiter who was on the phone, hoping to get news that this person was a fake.
However, it didn't go as he wished. The waiter put down the phone and said gently to Wang Yao, who was observing the hall's furnishings nearby, "Chairman Zhang is free now. He asked you to go directly to his office on the 129th floor. The elevator access is open to you at midnight."
Master Chen? The young man was stunned when he heard this. He was dumbfounded. He pretended to be so impressive that he was in the hands of a master.
Knowing Wang Yao's temper, Zhong Xue, who had been silent the entire time, also looked at the young man with contempt. Her beautiful big eyes seemed to be saying, "Who do you think you are?"
Wang Yao glanced at the young man and said calmly, "Don't participate in the competition. You are not suitable. Martial ethics is also an important part of a warrior."
The young man opened his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't. He just took the application form returned by the waiter in a daze and stared blankly at Wang Yao entering the elevator.
Zhong Xue also asked the waiter to open a VIP lounge and waited for Wang Yao in it. She was now also serving as a driver. This time when Wang Yao came to the capital, he did not use the services of the Martial Arts Alliance.
Even though it was a dedicated elevator, it took Wang Yao more than a minute to get to the 129th floor. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Zhang Yuan was waiting for him at the elevator entrance.
Zhang Yuan was dressed in casual clothes. He was thin and had a square face, looking very capable. When he saw Wang Yao, he greeted him enthusiastically: "The future God of Martial Arts has arrived!"
Wang Yao had a very good first impression of Zhang Yuan and replied with the courtesy of a junior, "Chairman Zhang, you are too kind."
Zhang Yuan and Wang Yao were walking and talking when Zhang Yuan asked, "Do you know why I value you so much?"
Without waiting for Wang Yao to reply, he continued, "Because the old master of Qixia Sect recommended you to me, saying that you are the one most likely to break through that limit in the future."
Wang Yao finally understood why the old sect leader valued me so much. It turned out that I was a hidden master. He must have seen something at that time.
When he arrived at Zhang Yuan's office, he was surrounded by white clouds. In order to let Wang Yao see the scenery outside, the curtains of the full-screen transparent glass floor-to-ceiling windows were specially drawn.
Standing in front of the window, the two looked out at the boundless blue sky and white clouds. Zhang Yuan said, "My office is quite comfortable this season. The sunlight is weak, which is perfect for looking at the sky outside. Do you want this position?"
Wang Yao was confused and asked, "Why me?"
Zhang Yuan patted Wang Yao on the shoulder and said, "Now that the position of Speaker is vacant, and the three of us old guys are all unwilling to submit to each other, we decided to use vision to determine the winner.
Whoever's recommendation becomes the God of War will be the Speaker. Perhaps only by becoming the Speaker can one have a chance to try."
Wang Yao smiled slightly and asked, "I'm already a Dark Energy Master before I'm even nineteen. Aren't you afraid that I might take your place in the future?"
Zhang Yuan was stunned when he heard this, then laughed and said, "Boy, as long as you become a Grandmaster, I can take your position anytime.
Every Speaker who finds a successor disappears! The previous Speaker was an exception."
Wang Yao replied, "I don't care about the Speaker or the Vice Speaker. I become the God of War, and you have to promise me two things. First, I will participate in all Level 3 event missions that I can reach quickly. Second, gather all your strength to help me find an ancient relic."
"So confident? I promise you everything, and I'd love for you to be willing to handle those Level 3 incidents.
As for the ruins, as long as you become a universally recognized Martial God, I will help you find them, no matter what they are." Zhang Yuan made this promise with a firm grip, revealing the confidence that comes from a long-standing position of power.
Once the conversation started, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. The two sat in front of the window and chatted about everything. Zhang Yuan even took out some ancient wine that he had treasured for a long time.
This continued until it was getting dark and the stars could be seen outside. Wang Yao then left Zhang Yuan's office on the pretext that someone was waiting for him.
Sitting in the car, Zhong Xue opened the window with disdain and asked, "Why did you drink so much? This is my mother's car in the capital, and you made her smell of alcohol."
Wang Yao recalled the jar of wine he and Zhang Yuan had drunk together, and couldn't help but feel a little stomachache. Hearing Zhong Xue's complaints, he waved his hand and said, "Buy a new one. Didn't I leave a card with you? Pay it yourself."
Zhong Xue pouted and said, "That's not what I meant. My mom doesn't like people who drink, and Chairman Zhang never drinks in his office the first time someone visits him."
When Wang Yao heard what Zhong Xue said, he felt something was wrong and he had to nip it in the bud, so he pretended to yawn.
He smiled and said, "Tell your mother that this is a dowry from me, your boss and friend, for your future marriage. This will also save you from having your bank account frozen again someday."
Zhong Xue's expression darkened, and she forced a smile, "Okay, then don't blame me for being rude and maxing out your card."
On the way back to the hotel, the car was extremely quiet, and Wang Yao pretended to be drunk and asleep and did not speak.
In fact, they are already masters of Hua Jin, so how could they get drunk so easily? As long as they don’t want to get drunk, they can force out the alcohol.
Wang Yao simply used his magic power to turn the alcohol into water vapor and dissipated into the air.
Sitting in the hotel room exclusively for the Martial Arts Alliance, Wang Yao shook off the messy thoughts in his mind. Although he was not a perfect man, he was not someone who would just play around with feelings.
He was going back to the main world of Tianyuan. How could he develop a relationship with Zhong Xue and then leave? Now they were just good friends.
It was still early, and cultivation was no longer effective for Wang Yao, so he turned on the TV.
Martial arts channels across the country are reposting the Martial God Festival trials currently being held at the Capital Gymnasium. On the ring, two Ming Jin martial artists are exchanging punches and kicks, and the explosive force creates bursts of loud noises.
There were even rare female warriors who appeared in the arena. They were heroic and valiant. The arena where female warriors appeared usually attracted the most attention from the audience and received the most coverage from TV stations.
There is no way. Women are born with deficiencies in martial arts training. It is difficult to achieve anything without strong talent and perseverance.
Accompanied by the passionate commentary of the TV commentator and the sound of strength and fists colliding between warriors, Wang Yao happily fell asleep.
At the Martial God Festival, I wonder if there will be a few opponents that he will take a second look at, at least it doesn't seem like there will be any at the moment.
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