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"Fourth place?!"

Vice President Zhang was shocked, how long has it been, hasn't it been grinding for a while just now?

"It's normal." Vice President Chen sighed, "This Yin faction Baguamen attacks fast and fights quickly, winning fast, and losing naturally fast.

Yin Tian had fought for so long before, it was nothing more than that Master Li had been figuring out the number of Yin Sect gossip gates, and now even Yin Tian, the first person in the current Yin Sect Bagua Gate, had been thoroughly touched, and the rest had long been seen through.

The Yin sect wanted to wear Li Changsheng, but they didn't know that at a higher level, Master Li had already seen through them.

Saying that, Chairman Chen pointed to the side of the representative table, "If you don't believe it, look at the representative of the Bagua Gate." Hearing

this, Vice President Zhang also looked over, and just at a glance, he was convinced that what Vice President Chen said just now was true.

Because the old face of the gossip gate representative is simply smelly.

When Yin Tian was defeated, the face of the representative of the gossip gate was only slightly stiff, but he soon smiled, and now, he couldn't laugh anymore, an old face pulled his crotch, as if everyone owed him hundreds of thousands.

There was also a silence at the delegates' table, and everyone did not dare to speak up, for fear of angering the moldy heads of the gossipy representatives.

It's really a slap in the face, how confident you were before, how much you are now slapping in the face.

However, if others don't say it, it doesn't mean that Master Lin of Nanquan doesn't say it, and Master Lin is now Li Chui.

Li Changsheng can be blown by him casually, and now seeing this situation on the field, where is he willing to let go of the opportunity to beat the falling water dog.

"Your gossip gate is not very good, I remember two or three minutes ago, someone said that I still have forty-nine great masters?

Now except for Master Yin Tian, he averages less than three seconds per game, and has been cut three times..... Oh no, now there are four generals, for a total of five generals lost.

Gee, this seems to be no different from my Southern Fist! ~"

Master Lin's words simply played the yin and yang strange qi out of flowers, listening to the gossip means that there are faint signs of bleeding in the skull, which is too infuriating.

"Hmph! Villain!" The gossip representative snorted coldly and sneered, "No hurry! The Yin faction has already been seen through, and it is not surprising that it is so quickly defeated.

However, we still have several factions that have not made a move, and in terms of maneuvering, our gossip is no worse than Tai Chi! "

There is no problem with this, but the representative of Taiji is a little displeased, and the heart says that you can say it, how can you still step on our Taiji door for a wave?"

For a while, there was another battle at the deputies' table.

And in just a few minutes, the Yin faction was all defeated, ten people, each of them was very embarrassed.

Without exception, they are all educated by the monkey shape, the monkey shape plays well, you give people tricks, and people don't eat your set at all.

I want to use the palm to force and control the other party, but the other party dodges and dodges, but does not play cards according to the routine at all.

The Yin faction lost, and the next thing was the Cheng faction, and everyone looked at the Cheng faction with great consensus.

One by one, the people of Cheng Paimen held their heads high, and in the eyes of everyone, they seemed to see the expectation from it.

Expect them to provoke Li Changsheng, the big devil.

Indeed, this is the mind of many martial artists, Wu Wu has no second, why can you Li Changsheng, a hairy boy who was born out of nowhere, be so popular.

The heart is high, you can still swallow this breath, but the heart is slightly worse than Li Changsheng, naturally all kinds of dissatisfaction, even if you can't win, you want others to pick Li Changsheng.

It is purely the kind of person who can't see others well, others suddenly become rich, they feel that the other party is lucky, and they never think about how many years and hardships the other party has paid silently before this.

Cheng Haoran smiled and arched his hand towards his colleagues, especially turning around and giving a reassuring look to the rest of the gossip peers who had not yet played.

That look seems to say, don't worry, our Cheng faction has won this battle, don't worry about it!

"Master Cheng, be careful!" Yin Tian suddenly spoke, which made Cheng Haoran slightly stunned, and nodded after thinking about it.

However, when he walked to Yin Tian's side, he laughed in a low voice, "Master Yin Tian, just made a move, but it is a bit out of standard compared to the past."

Saying that, he shook his head and sighed lightly, "Kung Fu is not so dripping. After

speaking, he smiled and carried his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, he gently took a nine-palace gossip step, jumped lightly on the legs of the wooden bench, and then a few dragonflies made water-like movements, light and calm landing on the edge of the ring.

Listening to Cheng Haoran's words, Yin Tian's face was strange, whose general is this old Cheng?

Well?

The defeated generals of their own subordinates dare to speak wildly like this?

Yin Tian is a little puzzled, is it not that this Cheng Haoran's power has increased greatly in recent years?

Cheng Haoran is a famous number one person in the Cheng School, and the Cheng School is currently the most proficient in the gossip of the Cheng School.

However, in an internal exchange meeting of various factions of the Bagua Gate a few years ago, this old Cheng entangled himself for ten rounds, and was finally worn.

If it were not for the real fire between the two sides at that time, each of them brought neck guards before going on the field, that is, a kind of unloading cotton wrapped around their necks.

After all, those who practice gossip, seeing that snow-white neck, is like seeing a stripper, and they can't hold it at all.

"Master Li, I admit that you have two strokes, but it is only two strokes, in the next Cheng Haoran, the first person in the contemporary gossip of the Cheng Sect, I came to ask for advice!"

Cheng Haoran saluted first and then soldiered, but this mouth is really a little smelly, and a mouth is a high-ranking comment posture.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng nodded a little solemnly, this person saw that he had just shot one after another, and it was not simple to think that he could be so confident.

After thinking about it, he still clenched his fists, "Master Cheng, I heard that your Cheng Pai gossip is the best at defense and body skills, and I will ask for advice later." Saying

that, Li Changsheng glanced at this Cheng Haoran's lower abdomen inexplicably, and that little belly was simply round.

This Cheng Haoran's figure is not fat, it should be said that he is thinner, and this round little belly is more pregnant.

"Good to say, good to say! Master Li, don't stare at my footwork, my footwork is unpredictable, and I am afraid that you will be shaken down if I see too much. Cheng

Haoran's words are a little arrogant, maybe he really has the ability, in short, his confidence is bursting, just like that little belly is inflated.

"Good! Master Cheng's skill is really not shallow, and they all say that Cheng Pai Bagua can be called a wandering Bagua Zhang.

Its core is the lower dantian, the stronger the breath in the lower dantian, then the stronger the skill, at the moment, it seems that Master Cheng's kung fu is not shallow, admire and admire!

Li Changsheng sighed that the Cheng school pays attention to exercising the lower dantian to prolong life, and the lower dantian is like the engine of a car, and it is like a powder pack that destroys a solid building, a bunker. Once activated or ignited, it is extremely powerful.

As the saying goes, when the dantian uses its strength, it can be raised high.

"Then please!"

Cheng Haoran was very confident, flicked his sleeves, waved his hand to make a gesture of invitation, like a generation of grandmasters, waiting for the challenger to step forward.