Chapter 54 Invitation from both sides

Just as Qin Yu walked out* and walked to the aisle leading to his room, he actually saw the professional manager Wang Ming walking towards him with a spring breeze-like smiling face. Under the mask, his eyebrows couldn't help frowning again. He didn't expect the other party to be so ghostly that he had refused and died. Entangled.

"Didn't I say that I wouldn't join your club?" Qin Yu said with a very unhappy mood.

Listening to Qin Yu's obvious words, Wang Ming did not show even a trace of embarrassment, but continued to smile, "Oh, Mr. Qin, you misunderstood. I didn't come here to invite you to our club."

"What do you want to do?" Qin Yu said strangely.

"Well, our curator would like to invite you to our living room."

"Your curator? Why did he invite me? I don't know him at all. Qin Yu subconsciously asked.

Wang Ming had a black line. He didn't expect that the other party did not show a trace of excitement when he heard the curator's invitation. Instead, he was full of defense. You should know that the curator of the Martial Arts Arena in Pasta City is a household name in the city. The patriarchs of those families in the city and those powerful magicians The soldiers were proud of being invited by the curator. At present, Wang Ming had no choice but to say, "Our curator appreciate Mr. Qin more, and then we just want to invite Mr. Qin to talk."

However, Wang Ming doesn't understand why the curator Qian Jiu invited the unknown man in front of him and controls a rag armor. Although this man is indeed a little extraordinary in the control of armor, he has not made any reputation, and even if he is unique in the control of the armor, he will He has seen many examples that he may not become a great warrior. Some people are stuck in the improvement of internal power, while others think that they are geniuses and indulge in control all day long and forget the most fundamental internal force. Without internal force, it is impossible for them to control a higher level of armor. A.

Does curator Qian Jiu really think that the man wearing a tiger-headed mask in front of him can break all difficulties and become a top warrior? This idea immediately flashed through his mind, and he became even more enthusiastic about Qin Yu. If it turned out to be just a little regret, then now he admires it.

However, even if Wang Ming sighed, the other party did not seem to pay attention to this invitation.

"Sorry, I don't have time." Qin Yu still refused faintly. He didn't know what the curator of the other party was like, but his heart suddenly thumped. As the curator of such a large hall, why did he invite himself? Did he see that he was a magician? However, this idea was immediately denied by him, because the curator had never seen him at all, and how could he see that he was not a warrior? Thinking of this, he felt a little at ease.

Wang Ming was really speechless and felt that he was going crazy. He didn't expect the other party to refuse so simply. Others dreamed of it, and he didn't even think about it at all. What kind of person is this? He sighed in his heart.

Qian Jiu, who was drinking tea with Qian Tianlin in the living room, was very surprised and said, "What, he refused without even wanting to?"

"Yes, yes." Wang Ming replied helplessly that the opportunity he had shown was lost because of the other party's refusal. He was really a little frustrated.

"Is he really from those two big families? Otherwise, there is no reason to refuse?" After Wang Ming withdrew from the living room, the old man with dark pupils said.

"I don't think so. If it's true, he won't refuse without hesitation, otherwise won't it make us doubt?" Qian Tianlin guessed.

Listening to Qian Tianlin's words, several people nodded.

"So it's really the declining aristocrat you mentioned or the person who occasionally got the inner skills of that family." Qian Jiu continued.

"There is such a possibility. But I don't think he should have any malice towards our museum. Qian Tianlin came to a conclusion and then said, "Ah Jiu, you should pay attention to it and meet him if he has any requirements."

"Okay, big brother."

Qin Yu didn't know these things at all. After rejecting Wang Ming, he went back to his room and planned to feel what benefits he would get after his mental power emitted his body.

But just as his buttocks were not hot, there was a heavy knock on the door outside the door

"Who?" Qin Yu said unhappily, is it the eldest lady again?

"We are from the Magic Martial Arts Association. Open the door and we have something to tell you." The person outside the door said rudely.

Hearing the tone of the outsiders, the original good impression of the Mowu Guild suddenly decreased a few points. However, in view of the strength of the other party's guild, Qin Yu still opened the door.

Standing in front of him was a teenager who seemed to be a little older than him, and the teenager was followed by several people in black who seemed to be his follower.

The teenager was arrogant, raised his head and looked at him sideways, "Are you Qin Shaobai?" After looked at Qin Yu for a long time, the teenager said.

"Yes, I am. What's the matter?" Qin Yu said lightly. Although he wanted to rush up and punch the teenager a few times, he still resisted.

"Oh, I'm Fan Jian. I played a fight with you. I just let you do it that day. Don't be proud." Thinking that he was defeated by Qin Yu that day, Fan Jianqi stopped fighting.

Fan Jian? Qin Yu, who was stunned for a while, finally remembered the silver armor that flew off the ring with too much force.

"Kid, do you know who I am?" Looking at the other party who didn't answer his words for a long time, Fan Jian said angrily, "Don't think Ying is arrogant in such a game. Besides, that's what I let you do. I am the son of Fan Qi, the head of the Pasta City Branch of the Magic Martial Arts Association. I don't know anyone in Pasta City, and who sees me and calls me a master. After saying that, he looked at Qin Yu proudly.

"Is that so?" Qin Yu said lightly, it seems that the other party is here to show off how powerful his backer is.

The other party was so light and light, so painless. Fan Jian, who had a little pride just now, couldn't help but be a little angry again, "You didn't let me live with sincerity that day." After a pause, he seemed to remember something and continued, "Forget, I don't have the same experience as you. As long as you join my young master's team and join our magic martial arts guild, I will not blame the past. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. After saying that, he looked back at the four people behind him.

The four people also pinched the joints in their hands very cooperatively, and suddenly there was a crackling sound of bones.

Looking at such a battle, Fan Jian became even more proud. The seemingly capable middle-aged man who came with him today was his uncle and his immediate superior. Originally, his father wanted him to stand alone, but he was not competitive, so he had to let his uncle manage and let him serve as his deputy.

Fan Jian didn't know that his father came to do this hand, so in order to take a big fist as soon as possible, in order not to be disciplined by others, and in order not to make wedding clothes for others as soon as possible, Fan Jian tried his best to do something, so he took the initiative to invite Qin Yu to join the magic martial arts. The guild is to let his uncle and his father see his ability, so that he can rest assured that this area of the Qianmeng martial arts competition hall will be handed over to him.

And this time, Fan Jian has already had the determination to take down this Qin Shaobai, because from the battle that day and today's performance of Qin Shaobai in the ring, Fan Jian also saw that Qin Shaobai had a good attainment in controlling armor. Humph, with the title of my magic martial arts guild and my status as a young master, I'm afraid that you, a small, poor warrior who doesn't even have a good armor, will not join me, Fan Jian thought in his heart.

At this time, Qin Yu finally understood that the other party was so powerful that he wanted him to join the magic martial arts guild, but looking at Fan Jian's appearance, the trace of good impression on the magic martial arts guild had long disappeared, and even if he had a good impression, how could he risk so much as a magician? It is risky to join the Magic Martial Arts Association.

So Qin Yu refused without hesitation, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"What?" Fan Jian doubted whether he heard it wrong. At present, he said angrily, "Say it again."

"I'm not interested." Qin Yu continued word by word.

"You, don't toast and don't eat punishment." Fan Jian felt that he seemed to have been insulted. He didn't expect the other party to refuse without hesitation, but when he was about to get angry, he actually calmed down. Is there something wrong? Oh, by the way, the other party doesn't know me, so he doesn't believe that I'm from the Magic Martial Arts Association. Fan Jian, who felt the blow, had no choice but to take out his waist card from his pocket to symbolize his membership in the Magic Martial Arts Association.

A palm-sized waist card with four large characters of the Magic Martial Arts Association swayed in front of Qin Yu's eyes.

"See?" Fan Jian, who seemed to have regained his confidence in holding his waist card, pointed to a few small words under the four big characters of "Mowu Guild" and said to Qin Yu.

"The word is too small." Qin Yu shook his head.

"You..." Fan Jian was so angry that his hand holding the waist card couldn't help shaking a few times. Then he couldn't help lifting the waist card and moving it under Qin Yu's eyelids, and then said, "Open your dog's eyes and have a look."

"People can't understand what dogs write." Qin Yu responded.

"I'll do your mother." Fan Jian was furious, and his hand holding the waist card couldn't help shaking a few times. It seemed that he couldn't help smashing the waist card in Qin Yu's face. Just thinking about the purpose of coming here, Fan Jian suddenly shrank and said for a long time, "Would you like to join our magic martial arts guild?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Qin Yu still coldly repeated what he had just said, and after saying that, he closed the door.

With a soft bang, Fan Jian, who was outside the door, couldn't help jumping and scolding, "Fuck, you poor boy, don't know how to lift yourself. Wait for me." If this was not Qian Meng's territory, he would have smashed the door and pulled Qin Yu out and beat him.

After scolding for a long time, Fan Jian, who still heard that there was still no sound in it, had no choice but to leave.

In fact, the sound insulation of the room is so good that Qin Yu can't hear what the people outside are saying as soon as he closes the door.

Qin Yu, who felt a little funny, left these things behind after closing the door, because he knew that the people of these magic martial arts guilds in the Qianmeng competition ring club did not dare to do anything, but it was difficult to say after leaving the hall.