Lord of Puluo

Tuberose and Qingshou would fight in the ring, which caused a great sensation in Heishipo. Ϭ९ʂհմ×.çօʍ

Before the challenge, Tang Peigong held a banner, brought reporters, and brought more than a hundred disciples to challenge.

When they returned, the disciples found a stretcher, called a doctor, and ran back to the mansion crying and howling.

Tang Peigong was seriously injured.

Kiyomori will be seriously injured.

The disciples went around crying and complaining that Tuberose did not obey the rules and used force in the arena.

The Qing Shouhui and the Dabang Sect have close ties, and the Dabangmen's subordinates control the big newspapers. In terms of publicity, the Qingshou Hui has an advantage over Tuberose.

But from a publicity perspective, Qingshouhui suffered a big loss.

No matter how they explained it, they lost, and the loss was ugly.

Moreover, Wu Elder Wu Decheng never expressed his position. He also did not clarify whether the agreement between the two parties was Wen Lei or Wu Lei. He only said that there might be a misunderstanding here.

The celebrities who testified were also reluctant to speak, and they did not understand the rules of this arena.

Three days later, the whole Heishipo only remembered one thing. Ye Laixiang defeated the Qing Shou Hui in the ring. The elder of the Qing Shou Hui was beaten to the ground and almost died.

Cinemas all over the country began to show Blood Gun Detective, and people all took the warnings given by the Qingshou Association as farts.

The sales of Tuberose were getting better and better, and the printing workload was getting bigger and bigger. In order to print more copies of the magazine, Ma Wu stayed up until three in the morning. He had just slept for two hours when he suddenly heard a loud whine.

What's wrong! Ma Wu trembled with fright and quickly got up from the bed.

When they went out, everyone except Li Banfeng woke up in fright. The sound came from the top of the building.

There is a whistle on the roof, which is used by the factory to remind people to start work, eat and sleep.

The boiler is broken and there is no steam. What do you think of this whistle?

Just as Ma Wu was thinking about the reason, Xiao Chuanzi ran over with his face covered with soot: Master Wu, the boiler has been repaired!

Which boiler?

The boiler in the yard!

Ma Wu said angrily: Why are you repairing it?

Xiaochuanzi lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and finally repaired the boiler.

Ma Wu calmed down for a moment and said: Now that the boiler has been repaired, let's buy a serious printing press to save us from working so hard.

Xiaochuanzi was happy and happily went to buy a printing press.

Li Banfeng slept until noon. He walked out of the portable room feeling refreshed and walked around the factory twice. He was about to go for a walk in the city when someone came to report that Wu Decheng, the elder of the Qing Shou Association, came again.

Li Banfeng asked someone to clear out a clean factory building, and the two sat down facing each other.

Elder Wu, the tea is brewing. It will be ready in a while. The poison administered this time is unusual. It is neither bitter nor astringent, and has no foreign taste at all. You can try it later.

Wu Decheng smiled and shook his head: Boss Ye, you are too harsh. Elder Tang may not be able to get out of bed for a year and a half.

Li Banfeng was quite helpless: Elder Wu, why did you ask him to compete in the arena? Didn't he bring himself to die? It is his good fortune that my subordinates spared him life.

Wu Decheng nodded: That's the truth. The next fight is scheduled for tomorrow night. Don't forget our previous agreement.

Li Banfeng smiled and said: Don't worry, why don't you just send a few people to go through the motions? I won't forget it!

Wu Decheng stood up to say goodbye, and Li Banfeng walked outside the door.

Looking at his retreating back, Li Banfeng touched the pendulum on his waist: This time I have to rely on your efforts.

Master, just tell me if you have any orders.

…

Wu Decheng left the Tuberose newspaper office and returned to his house.

There are four disciples sitting in the study, a fifth-level martial arts cultivator named Wu Rongjin, a fifth-level literary cultivator named Rao Shaofeng, a fourth-level physical cultivator named Cheng Ziyan, and a fourth-level poison cultivator named Yue Qingsong. .

These four disciples are the four most capable people under Wu Decheng.

Wu Decheng poured a glass of wine for everyone: Everyone, after following me for many years, I have suffered a lot of grievances, especially from Tang Peigong, where I suffered a lot of bullying.

The four people held wine glasses and said in unison: Disciple is willing to do so!

Tomorrow's battle will affect our honor and disgrace in this life. If we win, Heishipo will be our world from now on. If we lose, we will not be able to gain a foothold on Heishipo in the future.

Before you go to the ring tomorrow, you must look carefully. If the person named Ye goes on the ring, I will also go to the ring as a teacher. If the person named Ye doesn’t go to the ring, as a teacher, I will watch from below.

I made an agreement with him. In this battle, the man named Ye came here to admit defeat. He would definitely send some bastards to the ring for a formality.

Don't be soft, no matter who he sends, you just kill him. If the man named Ye gets on the ring, kill him too. If he doesn't get on the ring, you guys will kill everyone on the ring and rush to the audience. he killed,

Don't worry about the support around him, I will take action with you when the time comes!

After the matter was settled, Wu Rongjin, the eldest disciple of the fifth-level martial arts cultivator, was a little worried: Master, if we just kill the man named Ye, will we be criticized by others?

What's the criticism? Wu Decheng said with a smile, You said we were too harsh? But who put them in the ring? How could they care so much in the ring?

After Tang Peigong was beaten into such a bad state, who had ever pitied him? Even if there were a few people talking about it at that time, after three or five days, they would have forgotten about it.

People in this world will only remember the winners. No matter how pitiful the losers are, they are just making fun of others.

Remember, if you take back the head of the person named Ye, Heishipo will be ours!

…

The next day, at 5:30 in the evening, both parties came to the ring on time.

The workers had just finished work and didn't even bother to eat. They all came to watch the beating.

Guess who will win this time?

I've heard that this time, it's a serious martial arts competition. Elder Wu personally took action. Boss Ye is in a much better situation.

Last time you said there was more danger than good, but didn't Boss Ye still win?

It was different last time...

Don't talk nonsense. One hundred Huan national notes. I'll bet you, Boss Ye. Do you dare to bet?

The onlookers have already opened their handicap.

With a sleepy look on his face, Li Banfeng came to the side of the ring and said hello to Wu Decheng: Elder Wu, should I admit defeat when I go up, or should I fight for a while?

Wu Decheng frowned: Boss Ye, don't tell such jokes. When we get to the ring, we all have to look at our abilities.

Okay, it depends on your ability, do you take it seriously if you're just making a fool of yourself... Li Banfeng yawned and called three people to the stage.

Just as Wu Decheng expected, the man named Ye came here eager to admit defeat, and his attitude was extremely non-serious.

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None of those who could fight before came, and the three people who came on the field really didn't see it.

There was a strong man, quite tall, but very bloated, and he didn't look like he was practicing martial arts.

The other two were short and thin, as if they had not eaten enough, and could not walk steadily.

Looking at their attire, they were all wearing coarse cloth, their bodies were covered with oil, and their faces were covered with soot.

This is too perfunctory.

The person named Ye probably hired a few workers who had just finished work from the factory and wanted to fool them casually.

Wu Decheng lowered his voice and said, Boss Ye, is this your person?

Li Banfeng snorted and said, What's wrong? Are you disgusted? The few people you brought on stage are not that good either!

Wu Decheng looked at Li Banfeng and found that he didn't even have a support.

Okay, young man, you are arrogant enough.

Don't cry for a while!

A whistle blew, and both sides prepared for battle.

Four of Wu Decheng's disciples entered the ring.

Li Banfeng frowned and said, What do you mean? I only have three people, and you have four, so you can bully the few with more, right?

This sentence was spoken in a high-pitched voice, and people around him started talking about it.

Wu Decheng remained silent. His disciple Rao Shaofeng, a fifth-level literary cultivator, stepped forward and said, Boss Ye, aren't you here too? Why not come on stage to discuss things.

Li Banfeng frowned and said, What am I going to do? I'm going to lose anyway and be embarrassed?

Wu Decheng quickly put an end to the topic. If this continues, the person named Ye will leak the matter: Three on three is fine, Qingsong, just stop it.

Fourth level poison cultivator Yue Qingsong walked down from the ring and stood next to Wu Decheng.

The second whistle sounded, and both sides determined their manpower and could not go back on their word.

The third whistle sounded, and the two sides started fighting.

Wu Rongjin, a fifth-level martial artist, took the lead in rushing towards the strong man.

Among these three people, it seems that only this strong man can handle it twice.

The strong man did not dare to fight and retreated quickly.

A thin man came to Wu Rongjin with his waist bent, stretched out his foot, and Wu Rongjin staggered.

Wu Rongjin punched the man back.

The man dodged easily and said with a smile: You can't hit me, why are you so stupid?

Wu Rongjin raised his foot and kicked the man again, but the man dodged again: Why are you blind? Where are you kicking me? I'm here!

What this man said was really irritating. Wu Rongjin chased and beat the man. The man dodged while laughing and cursing:

How come your mother gave birth to such a useless person like you? Such a big person can't even walk.

You see, those two feet of yours are so stupid that they can’t even separate their legs. With your virtue, you can still fight in the ring, but you can’t even keep up with the heat when you eat shit.

Wu Rongjin was furious, and he didn't look at the timing of his move. His steps were wide and open. The man seized the opportunity and kicked him in the calf.

The force of this move was not strong, but the position was precise. Wu Rongjin's legs were mixed together and he fell to pieces.

The thin man smiled and said, If I hadn't told you, I wouldn't be able to keep up with the heat even if I ate shit.

The burly man behind him advised: Don't say that, it's hot.

He took out a bucket from his clothes and put it on Wu Rongjin's head.

Wu Rongjin was vomiting for a while, but before he could take off the bucket, he was kicked by the man, breaking his leg bones, breaking his arm and kicking him off the ring.

Who is this man? How come you can fight so well?

This is not a man, this is a street woman.

Pendulum has the ability to put on makeup and make the street-swearing woman look like a man.

Needless to say, Zhong Pendulum's makeup skills have improved so much that even Li Banfeng didn't recognize her at first.

The appearance can be fake, but the figure cannot be fake. The old lady is so thin, and she looks even thinner when she transforms into a man.

Wu Rongjin lay on the ground and yelled: What are you waiting for? Why don't you come and help me!

He scolded his two junior brothers, three against three, and watched him get beaten.

His two junior brothers wanted to come up to help him, but they couldn't spare their efforts and were entangled by another thin man.

Fighting one against two, this thin man did not lose at all.

This is Aqin, the sixth level of physical cultivation.

Wu Rongjin has been kicked off the ring and cannot come back up according to the rules. Now it has become a two-on-three fight.

Two against one can't get any advantage, so how can two against three?

Rao Shaofeng, a fifth-level literary cultivator, shouted angrily: You can't bully the minority!

Same text and common rules.

The bloated strong man held the bucket and said, Then I won't fight.

This strong man is a weakling, with only second-level cultivation. If you say you won't fight, we won't fight him. He can't fight him anyway.

The remaining four people, two against two, faced off for a moment. Wen Xiu Rao Shaofeng shouted: Sky high to 90,000 miles!

He jumped up, ready to strike from the air.

Ninety thousand miles is impossible, but his ability to make his words come true does allow him to fly quite high, at least seven or eight meters.

Aqin, who was originally a grasshopper, spread his wings, jumped up, grabbed Rao Shaofeng's ankle with one hand, pulled him up in the air, spun around, and fell heavily on the ring.

Aqin immediately landed on the ground, stepped forward and stepped on Rao Shaofeng's chest. Rao Shaofeng immediately vomited blood.

There was still a fourth-level Cheng Ziyan left, so he had a backup plan for himself. But when he saw Aqin and the scolding woman walking over together, Cheng Ziyan suddenly turned around and released a cloud of smoke.

Aqin covered her nose.

The scolding street woman spat: You're a fucking weasel, that guy just spits out gold juice, you fucking fart, who can handle this!

Each of them kicked Cheng Ziyan off the ring.

Ouch!

The whistle blew and the beating was over.

Everyone covered their mouths and noses, and there was silence.

This battle is nice to watch, but not very nice to smell.

Wu Decheng shouted angrily: You surnamed Ye, you are cheating!

Li Banfeng replied: How can I cheat!

How dare you lie to me!

Li Banfeng shouted: What did I lie to you? Tell me, tell me loudly!

I said……

How can I say this?

Wu Decheng was trembling with anger. Taking advantage of his full attention on Li Banfeng, Xiao Genzi took a spoon and slapped Wu Decheng in the face.

That's what you said!

PS: This spoonful is very crucial.