The personal master of the beautiful president

"Helen the Curser, make an appointment to fight Mr. Jingbei Lin!"

The heated forum suddenly fell silent. However, everyone knew that this calm was not calm, but the calm before the storm.

The rain is coming from the wind!
"Who dares to challenge Mr. Lin?" In a simple office, a young man with messy hair was typing on the keyboard quickly with both hands. He is an experienced user of the forum, the first time he saw this message When posting, he almost fell off the computer chair in shock.

These days, Lin Bei's reputation in Jingbei is in full swing, and everyone is thinking about how to get on the branch of Mr. Lin, even if they can get a glimpse of his style.This sudden challenger caught everyone off guard.

Everyone thought that the Curser Xilun just wanted to take advantage of Lin Bei's reputation to rise to power, and they all sneered at him for a while.

"Hellen the Curse, why have you never heard of this person?" The young man frowned. He quickly opened the search engine and entered "Hellen the Curse", but the search results were empty.

The young man frowned and paused, typing quickly on the keyboard with both hands, and then entered a website that few people knew about.

As soon as I entered the website, the computer screen turned black and red, and there was the word "Sky" written in italics on the top.

The young people input the word "Hellen" in the search bar, and then hit the Enter key.

"Really!" Suddenly, the young man's pupils shrank, and his face was close to the computer screen.This is the famous "Sky" website in Huaguo, and everyone who can appear on this website is a master of Megatron!

Even Lin Bei doesn't appear on this website now.

Curser, Shiron. At the age of 42, he stepped into the ranks of masters. He is currently the head of the branch of Tiandi Group. He has shocked the Maldives and the surrounding mainland.
Seeing this line of information, the young man was stunned. This is actually a real martial arts master!And his spells are too terrifying, he can kill people thousands of miles away, and the one who cursed to death was a half-step master!

At this moment, the young man's confidence in Lin Bei's victory was also shaken. He leaned on the back of the computer chair, picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and muttered to himself: Sir, I don't know if you can survive this level..."

Information about Xi Lun was picked up in just a few minutes, and Xi Lun's background information was spread everywhere in Jingbei.

When they knew the identity of Xilun Martial Dao Grandmaster, all the people in Jingbei were shocked. In addition, the identity of Xilun Curser, the head of the branch of Tiandi Group, and his power to shake a country and kill half-step masters with a thousand-mile curse The record, some people who were originally full of confidence in Lin Bei murmured in their hearts.

Originally thought that this was just a clown who wanted to take advantage of the situation, but he didn't expect that this was a real tyrannosaurus!

That's a martial arts master!

Isn't it because of his status as a master that Lin Bei is famous in Jingbei?
But now, when another master was born, everyone's balance, which was originally inclined to Lin Bei, was slowly rectified at this moment, and many people were looking forward to it.

Lin Bei, as the new leader of Jingbei, is facing the provocation of foreign enemies, what will he do, will he choose to retreat or choose to fight?

What kind of wonderful side will there be when two dragons collide?
Will Lin Bei step on Xi Lun's corpse and continue to sing forward, and secure his position as the leader of Jingbei, or will it just be a flash in the pan and quickly disappear among the crowd?

……

Jingbei Academy, in a tall building deep in the academy, at the door of the principal's office.

A maid in professional attire walked to the door with a tray, she knocked on the door, and waited for the sound of "enter" to be heard inside the door before she dared to open the door and enter.

As soon as the door of the office is opened, a large expanse of green is greeted in front of the eyes, with majestic rockery, gurgling streams, even butterflies dancing, and the melodious singing of birds, as if this is not an office, but an office. garden.

The inside of the door and the outside of the door seem to be a different world, there is something special about it.

The maid was not at all surprised by the scene in front of her, as if she had been used to it for a long time.She looked at the two people sitting cross-legged and playing chess with her big bright eyes, carefully carried the tray over, gently placed the soaked Biluochun on the stone bench beside her, and then quietly backed out.

Holding the chess pieces in one hand, one of them picked up the Biluochun on the stone bench and drank it down, not even leaving the tea leaves.

Seeing that person like this, another person smiled and said, "Brother, it's still a bad habit for you to drink tea. How can anyone drink tea or eat tea leaves?"

Hearing the other party's teasing, the man looked indifferent, and said plausibly: "Brother Yan, tea is only a part of the essence of tea, and the real essence is still in the tea. I drink tea but don't eat tea. Is it putting the cart before the horse? Yet?"

"False theory." The man called "Brother Yan" couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He was wearing a uniform and carried a star on his shoulder—General Hua Guozuo, Baili Yan.

Sitting opposite Bailiyan is a middle-aged man who looks a few years younger than Bailiyan. Despite his sloppy appearance, he is the principal of Jingbei Academy—Wan Jun.

Jingbei Academy is the most famous adult aristocratic school in Jingbei Province. The students in it are either rich or expensive. For example, Chen Ziyao, the CEO of Chen Group, can only be regarded as ordinary in Jingbei Academy. If a school like this Without a monstrous background, it is impossible to open it at all, let alone accept these rich and powerful children.

Not to mention other things, just the people in the Prince Club organized by the so-called Prince of Jingbei, which one is not the prince of the family, and which one is not the rich and powerful master?
The gathering of these princes is a very amazing energy, and their hands are enough to stretch the entire Jingbei.However, even the Taizi Society dare not ignore the rules and regulations of Jingbei Academy. It is a red line of safety. Once they touch it, the price will be unbearable for them!

The reason why Jingbei Academy's rules and regulations are so deterrent is due to the principal of Jingbei School, Wan Jun.

Jingxi Wanjia!

Wan Jun is not a native of Jingbei, but a son of a rich family from the Wan family in the west of Beijing. It is said that he is the third eldest in the family.A person from other provinces can set up this Jingbei University in Jingbei, and can shock many princes in Jingbei. One can imagine how terrifying the background power of Wanjia is!
It is said that the Wan family is the number one family in the west of Beijing, with a family fortune of over [-] billion, monopolizing the entire west of Beijing province.In West Jing, let alone a family that is on an equal footing with the Wan family, there is no family that wants to share a piece of the pie with it!

There is no other reason why the Wan family can be so strong in the west of Beijing, only because the Wan family has a master.

That's right, the master!
Only martial arts masters can have such a deterrent power, making other forces dare not provoke.

For example, Feng Yunshan guarded Yongyang as a half-step master, Lin Bei commanded thirteen cities in Jingbei Province with the strength of a master, and Wanjia was able to secure its position as the leader in the west of Beijing because of the master.

Although Wan Jun is not the head of the Wan family, he is the third child in the family and has the Wan family's strong resources behind him.Moreover, the west of Beijing is close to Yanjing, with a developed economy and a rich region. It is one of the top provinces in China's GDP and is located in the core area of ​​China. It is not comparable to Yongyang and Jingbei.

Like Bailiyan's Baili family, they are not even a fart in front of the Wanjia. What really makes Wan Jungao take a look is Bailiyan's status as the assistant general of Hua Guo.

However, Wan Jun only held high regard for Bai Liyan, and had no fear at all, after all, their Wan family also had a commander in chief.

"Brother Yan, have you heard the uproar in Jingbei recently?"

"Are you talking about Xiren the Curser challenging Mr. Lin?"

Wan Jun played with the chess pieces in his hand, and said leisurely: "Brother Yan, I heard from others that you also surrendered to Mr. Lin, I don't know if this is true?"

Hearing Wanjun's words, a dark look flashed across Bailiyan's eyes, and he said neither humble nor overbearing: "I have indeed surrendered to Mr. Lin, but I have also told Mr. Lin that I am the eldest son of the Baili family. I sincerely submit to his identity, not General Hua Guozuo. Mr. Lin is not a hard-to-talk person, and he agreed to me."

Wan Jun smiled with an inexplicable smile. He settled the chess pieces in his hand and said: "So, brother Yan is very optimistic about the battle between Mr. Lin and Xi Lun? Brother Yan, don't forget that Xi Lun is not only a A master with a terrible spell."

"So what?" Bailiyan's expression remained unchanged, "Since I choose to follow Mr. Lin, I should follow to the end."

"Hahaha," Wan Jun laughed loudly when he heard Bailiyan's words, "Brother Yan, brother Yan, don't blame me for laughing at you, what age is this, and you still talk about those worldly morals, don't you think it's childish and ridiculous? ?”

Frowning slightly, Bailiyan was a little dissatisfied, "Why, my brother doesn't like Mr. Lin?"

"Hmph," Wan Jun snorted coldly, with sarcasm in his tone, "Not only do I dislike him, but I also bet that he will lose. Brother Yan, do you dare to bet against me?"

Seeing Wan Jun's look of winning, Bai Liyan frowned deeply, "Why don't you dare?"

Wanjun didn't expect Bailiyan to agree immediately, he paused slightly, and was about to speak when Bailiyan pressed the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard with a "slap".

"Commander! Brother, you lost."