Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

3Shen Shuchen could clearly hear a 'puchi' sound coming from his Qi points. The feeling of weakness from the loss of the internal energy hit him. No matter what, this superstar would never have thought that Meng Ran would cripple his cultivation level!    4

    

Although Shen Shuchen was not interested in the Martial Dao, this did not mean that he was willing to give up his cultivation.    

    

Shen Shuchen had been cultivating hard in the Central Emperor Martial Arts Academy for more than ten years. Putting aside Gu Changfeng, only Wei Rulong and Ye Zhenyu could suppress him in the entire Central Emperor Martial Arts Academy.    

    

Not to mention Martial House Lecturer, even the deputy dean was no match for Shen Shuchen.    

    

Such talent was something that a great master could hope to achieve.    

    

However, this genius who was only a step away from Martial Arts Master was actually sent to hell by Meng Ran from heaven.    

    

"My skill... How dare you!" Shen Shuchen suddenly raised his head and looked at Meng Ran while gnashing his teeth in anger.    

    

"What? You don't accept it?"    

    

Meng Ran raised his eyebrows and flicked his finger. He stared coldly at this big star.    

    

"No... I don't dare!"    

    

Shen Shuchen lowered his head, not daring to look directly at him.    

    

People had to lower their heads under the roof. At this point, only by lowering their heads and giving in could they have the chance to take revenge. The hatred in Shen Shuchen's heart towards Meng Ran had already reached the sky.    

    

"Let me ask you, are you convinced?" Meng Ran spoke coldly once again.    

    

Shen Shuchen's words were comparable to Han. The handsome face of Guo oppa turned red. He lowered his head, afraid that others would see his current humiliating look.    

    

"I submit!"    

    

Yu Weiwei, who was beside him, saw her senior brother suffer such humiliation with her own eyes. Her heart was filled with sorrow.    

    

Sizzle sizzle!    

    

Before Yu Weiwei could react, an invisible force shot out once again. Yu Weiwei's power was also crippled by Meng Ran's finger.    

    

"You!"    

    

Although she was extremely unwilling and angry in her heart, Yu Weiwei could only endure it in humiliation.    

    

Meng Ran looked at the pair of master and sister kneeling in front of him, his eyes cold, as if he were looking at two ants.    

    

"Who do you think will be the champion tonight?"    

    

"It's Soong Anqi's."    

    

Shen Shuchen and Yu Weiwei said at the same time. Their hearts were filled with sadness.    

    

After countless calculations, Yu Weiwei even gave her body to Lee Sichong for the sake of this championship. However, she, who should have been only one step away from the championship, had no choice but to admit that this championship belonged to someone else.    

    

This was even worse than killing Yu Weiwei.    

    

She borrowed the financial resources of Imperial Dynasty Entertainment and Lee Sichong to bribe the Jiangbei Television, hire a couple of talented men and women to testify against Soong Anqi's plagiarism, bribe the ten judges, and secretly change the counting system.    

    

All of this was to win the championship, but at the last moment, it was worth it. However, this White-clothed Youth casually said it. One sentence.    

    

How ironic!    

    

Meng Ran's gaze swept across Shen Shuchen's senior brother and sister, as well as the few higher-ups of the production team. "Then do you know what to do?"    

    

"Got it." Everyone nodded their heads in sorrow.    

    

"Then scram."    

    

A few higher ups helped Shen Shuchen and his sister up and were about to leave when Wan Zhibin's voice sounded in their ears.    

    

"Immortal Master Meng said get lost, don't you understand?"    

    

These few higher ups suddenly turned their heads and looked at Richest Man In Jiangbei in disbelief.    

    

He... He actually wanted to force us to get lost?    

    

The higher ups had just reacted when they realized that Shen Shuchen and his sister were actually... really getting out of here!    

    

"Shuchen!"    

    

"I advise you all to be obedient, otherwise, I won't mind helping you guys' roll out '." Wan Zhibin, who was standing by the side, said with a cold smile.    

    

At this point, these few higher-ups had completely understood how terrifying this young man's power was. They could no longer muster up any thoughts of resistance.    

    

They could only do as they were told.    

    

So I have always been working with a bunch of scumbags. Ai Siying, Ai Siying, you are really a slut.    

    

The disheartened beauty host walked slowly past the door of the dressing room while laughing at herself.    

    

At this moment, she heard a rustling sound, as if something was crawling.    

    

When she looked up, the beauty was immediately dumbfounded.    

    

She saw Shen Shuchen and Yu Weiwei, three of the upper echelons of the Jiangbei Television, roll out of the dressing room!