After Chen Mang left, Di Shitian stayed in the room uneasy, hesitating whether to go out and find out the details of the World Association.

Indra has lived for thousands of years. If one word is used to describe him, it would be both erotic and rude.

When he encounters a strong enemy, he can survive for hundreds of years and endure the strong enemy to death. When no one can cure it, he will make trouble everywhere and treat the whole world as a plaything.

This time, when he accidentally learned that there were countless masters hidden in the World Association, Indra immediately became alert.

His martial arts talent was not good. It took a thousand years to create the "Sacred Heart Art". When he met a true peerless genius, he had no confidence to defeat them.

The world is obviously domineering, but there is a world inside. He is always uneasy before the details are discovered.

After staying in the room for a while, he found a young man walking out of the room, holding a hero sword in his hand. He saw that he should be Wuming's disciple, so he became more convinced that Wuming had joined the World Association.

After having sex, Di Shitian was about to go out to find out when suddenly, a sad and erhu sound came from next door.

The sword intent that inadvertently revealed in the sound of the Erhu had a breath that made thousands of swords surrender.

When Di Shitian heard this, he knew that Wuming was playing the erhu. He had lived for so many years and had never seen a few swordsmen who could beat Wuming in the swordsmanship. He couldn't help but sigh that it was only a matter of time before his descendants could be more talented than him.

Just as he was feeling, a sound of piano suddenly sounded in the yard next to him, and a killing aura instantly enveloped the two yards.

The nameless Erhu sounded slightly, and then it sounded again, the sword intent unfolded, and the piano sound began to compete.

In the sound of the piano, the artistic conception of various weapons was displayed one after another, with swords, guns, swords and halberds dazzled. In the inside, Di Shitian also heard a "dada" from it. The artistic conception of the Dao was, and the artistic conception was dazzling. It was more extensive than the hundred martial arts he had accumulated over thousands of years.

After a moment, the sound of the piano stopped, and a man in white came to the door in a wheelchair. His skills were not much worse than his!

When Indra saw the man, his heart immediately shrank.

Finally, I have confirmed that there are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons and dragons in this world, and there may even be a master who is stronger than him!

Wuming also noticed someone coming at this time, walked out the door and followed the man in white who claimed to be the Young Master Kong to leave the yard and did not come back until late at night.

The next morning, Indra found the manager and made up a reason to say goodbye and leave, and fled back to his lair in a hurry.

Seeing that Indra Shitian was scared away, Chen Mang felt relieved while laughing. He felt that he would not dare to act rashly within a few years.

Immediately afterwards, the selection of the masters of the World Association officially began. After a fierce competition, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Qin Shuang and Duan Lang all won. In addition, Yang Zhen and Xu Hong, the two martial arts coaches of the World Association, six of them will compete in pairs tomorrow. The final three winners will become the masters of the World Association!

Duan Lang, who entered the finals, was very excited and even took a lot of effort to bathe the horse. When he was fantasizing that he would turn over tomorrow, Wen Chou Chou shouted him out of the stable, saying that Xiongba summoned him.

Follow Wen Chou Chou to the hall, Duan Lang respectfully bowed to Xiongba: "Little Duan Lang, I have met the leader of the gang!"

Xiongba looked at Duan Lang with a warning look and said straight to the point: "Duan Lang, in tomorrow's competition, no matter which disciple of my disciple chooses you, you will only be defeated and not win."

Duan Lang was slightly stunned: "Gang Master, didn't the notice say that the strong people in the world are respected? Duan Lang thought that he could be competent for the position of the Lord of the Hall, whether it was martial arts or abilities. Please give me a chance!"

Xiongba sneered: "The strongest person in this world meeting is my Xiongba. How can my Xiongba lose to a choreographer who has mastered the arts? Wouldn't it be a joke for all the people in the world if it is spread out? In short, you will only lose in tomorrow's competition, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Duan Lang gritted his teeth and headed towards Xiong Ba: "The gang leader understands the meaning of the smallest person, and the smallest person knows what to do."

Xiongba nodded with satisfaction: "Just understand, you have good kung fu, I will reuse you in the future. Get off."

"Yes, gang leader!"

Duan Lang lowered his head and walked out of the door. A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. He then returned to the stable, took out two big axes that he had not had time to display, and carefully wiped them with a rag.

At this time, Chen Mang's figure appeared at the door of the stable, looked at Duan Lang's firm eyes and said, "Are you leaving?"

Duan Lang looked up at Chen Mang and said with anger: "Xiongba has no desire to tolerate others. I will continue to stay in the World Club. I have no chance to make a comeback. Boss, forgive me for not being able to continue to follow you."

Chen Mang said: "Wushuang City is a good place. You have been betrayed by Xiongba's subordinates, and they will definitely reuse you."

Duan Lang said with a look of surprise: "Boss, you agree with me leaving the World Club!"

Chen Mang smiled slightly: "This world is very big. Your martial arts are accomplished. It's time to go out and broaden your horizons."

Duan Lang's eyes were full of desire to make achievements. He nodded vigorously and then said, "But the ring still needs to be played. I want everyone in the world to know how blind Xiongba is!"

Looking at Duan Lang who had made up his mind, Chen Mang stopped talking and left him a few silver notes, went back to fry melon seeds, and waited for tomorrow's drama to start.

The next morning, there were crowds of people on the martial arts field of the World Association, and tens of thousands of people gathered around the ring, waiting for today's final battle with anticipation.

Soon, all six people stood on the ring, starting with Xiongba’s eldest disciple Qin Shuang, and selected the opponents to be fought.

Over the years, Chen Mang has taken Nie Feng, Duan Lang and others to the river to barbecue, and the few of them grew up together.

Qin Shuang is another person who values ​​feelings, and her eyes do not stop at Duan Lang and others. She directly chose the martial arts coach Xu Hong.

Bu Jingyun glanced at Nie Feng's face and knew that he had the best relationship with Duan Lang. If he had a match with Duan Lang, Nie Feng would definitely admit defeat. So he came to Duan Lang with a expressionless face: "I will not let go if I fight you."

Duanlang said seriously with his eyes: "So too!"

Nie Feng automatically became opponents with the martial arts coach Yang Zhen, and the two stayed on the stage to confront each other.

As the coach of the World Association, Yang Zhen has very strong martial arts skills. He uses the power of Tai Chi to eliminate all the attacks Nie Feng has used.

Nie Feng used the wind-catching figure-catching technique in the legs of the Wind God, and his body was as fast as lightning.

Yang Zhen attacked, but found that even the corner of his clothes could not be caught. He had to use all his strength. A Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of him and pushed it forward, using his strongest move!

"Tai Chi is infinite!"

Looking at the Tai Chi diagram flying towards him, Nie Feng's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Feng Shen's legs!"

With a loud shout, Nie Feng used a move of thunder and fierceness, and a shadow of his legs blasted out, with the force as thunder and the legs as fast as the wind, and instantly kicked the Tai Chi diagram to pieces.

After breaking through the Tai Chi diagram, the legs were constantly cast, and he kicked Yang Zhen in the chest and kicked him out of the ring.

Under the ring, Chen Mang looked at Nie Feng who was holding his fists on the ring and spat out, saying, "What are you staring at me? I almost thought you were going to call Dawei Tianlong."

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