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Zhao Xianglong waved his hands and looked at Linghu Qingfeng who was dragged away like a dead dog, with a very evil smile on his face.

Just the few sticks he had just now, Linghu Qingfeng suffered enough. Even if he was cured, he would probably leave a psychological shadow. When the next time he elected the lord of Jiangnan Fortress, he would see that the Linghu family would still be arrogant, and all the outstanding disciples of these two families would be fucked by him.

"Okay, stop showing off, come down for me quickly." Jiang Fei said dissatisfiedly in the audience.

The water is full, and Jiang Fei doesn't want his brother-in-law to achieve such a slight achievement, and he is proud of himself. At most, he can only be considered a normal move, and his own talismans and soul-suppressing beads. If he can't win, then don't mess around.

The ring was really over, there were no competitions next, and the audience almost left.

On the other side, in Lei Bao's room, Zhou Kunkai's face turned as if he was about to eat people.

It was already a waste of his energy to prevent Jiang Fei from participating in the competition. Unexpectedly, Jiang Fei did not come and Yan Yun was eliminated. Zhao Xianglong could actually reach the final and win the championship.

As for Zhao Xianglong's mouth, no one can see that this guy is a master who only talks but doesn't practice. Who would have thought that he was so powerful that he was not even the opponent of Linghu Chenfeng and Linghu Qingfeng he found.

"Mr. Zhou, what should I do now?" Lei Bao was restless. Now the ending was decided, and his position as the Lord of Fire Hall was over.

Zhou Kunkai's face was gloomy and a very evil smile, and said to himself: "Jiang Fei, I really underestimate you. This time you count you, I won't be so lucky next time."

After saying that, he stood up, sorted out his clothes, and said to Lei Bao: "Take all your confidants away. Let's see you. Then you will be the leader of the gang. I will give you three days to prepare."

Lei Bao stared at Zhou Kunkai's back as he left. This was the rhythm of changing jobs, and he also walked away with his confidant. This was the rhythm of being with Luo Wei in the future.

However, Lei Bao did not think too much and chose to take people away from the Qinglong Gang. After all, Luo Wei's Qinglong Gang was not even considered a hair in front of the Zhou family.

"Brother-in-law, your bead is so awesome. How about playing with me for two more days?" Zhao Xianglong fiddled with the soul-suppressing bead, looking like he couldn't let it go.

He didn't expect that just smashing it out lightly would blow that guy Linghu Qingfeng out of his body, without any power to fight back.

If this is in your hands, any guy who dares to provoke him in the future will give him such a family to ensure that he can enjoy it.

"Play you, a big-headed ghost." Jiang Fei stretched out his hand like lightning, and the Soul-Suppressing Pearl returned to his hands. He glared at Zhao Xianglong with anger and said, "You guy think you'd be awesome if you win. If it weren't for the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, you would probably be beaten into a pig's head. I'll practice it well in the future."

"Brother-in-law, I will be the master of the hall from now on." Zhao Xianglong said dissatisfied.

Jiang Fei slapped him in the head and cursed: "Master, I am not your brother-in-law, by the way, where is Yan Yun."

He found that Yan Yun was not staying in Luo Wei's room, and he didn't know where to go.

Zhao Xianglong looked outside the door and said, "It seemed like he went to practice boxing in the practice room just now. This kid was cured of illness, so he couldn't wait to do boxing, and he was not afraid of hurting his old waist."

Jiang Fei thought and his spiritual sense scanned. Sure enough, Yan Yun was now in the practice room, beating a sandbag, and sweating profusely in the blink of an eye.

It seems that he was really hit by Zhao Xianglong's championship and was working hard to increase his strength. However, this is good news. At least he realized his shortcomings.

"Xianglong, you really didn't disappoint me. As expected, I won the championship. Now Huotang is stable."

Luo Wei's violent laughter came in, looking like he won the lottery. Behind him was Luo Weiwei and another middle-aged man who had never seen Jiang Fei. Jian Xing had a serious look on his face, his eyes were as lightning, and his palms were like swords.

"Come on, let me introduce you to you. This is our Lord Lin Tang, He Tianhao, who is in charge of punishment. He will tell you about our gang rules and the steps to succeed the Lord." Luo Wei pointed to He Tianhao behind him and said.

"Lord He." Zhao Xianglong said with his fists.

He Tianhao also clasped his fists and replied, "Lord Zhao, let's go with me now."

The few people left first, and Jiang Fei slipped to Yan Yun's room.

Bang bang bang bang!

The sandbag was like a punching bag, shaking left and right by Yan Yun, and muffled sounds came.

"What's the use of practicing hard like this?" Jiang Fei frowned slightly. Seeing Yan Yun's unruly fist, he couldn't help but scold him.

Yan Yun heard Jiang Fei's voice, turned around and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Brother Fei."

"The first move of Liuyun Fist, punch it and show me." Jiang Fei pointed to the sandbag and said.

"Flowing Cloud Fist" is a boxing technique that I gave him, but it has a great effect. This set of boxing techniques is like floating clouds in the sky. It seems slow, but it is a punch of hundreds of miles, just like a cloud. When you watch him not moving a little bit on the ground, you are actually thousands of miles away.

"Yes." Yan Yun nodded, looked at the sandbag intently, held his fist in his right hand, and flew out a punch.

This punch was light and like cotton. When it was about to touch the sandbag, it exploded suddenly and thumped, causing the sandbag to fly far away.

"No, this should be the case." Jiang Fei clenched his fist with his right hand and gently hit the sandbag. There was a loud bang from the sandbag, and the skin outside was shattered and the sand inside spilled all over the floor.

This punch was like hitting a cow across the mountain. It seemed to hit the sandbag, but in fact it hit the sand. The sand could not withstand such huge force, so it burst and spread the sandbag.

"You have a bad foundation now, so you have to do it step by step." Jiang Fei said: "Consolidate yourself and you will definitely become stronger in the future."

Because of the destruction of the Yan family, Yan Yun did not have the conditions like Zhao Xianglong. He started practicing boxing and martial arts since he was a child. His congenital lack of strength caused him to fail to keep up, so he could only practice slowly to catch up with Zhao Xianglong.

"I understand." Yan Yun looked at the broken sandbag and nodded seriously.

Jiang Fei went over and patted his shoulder, and said, "Okay, I don't have to hurry to practice boxing this day. When Xianglong has a celebration banquet, go with me to attend."

Qilin Entertainment Club, in a huge private room, everyone sat to celebrate the succession of the new hall master.
Chapter completed!