"Hey~Cheng Yu, your man is here, I'll flash~" Long Wei finished speaking and flew towards the sky, stopping in the air to observe the battle of the subordinates, grabbing the nunchucks and preparing to sneak attack the people below at any time.

Cheng Yu dodged this catastrophe, looked at Long Wei in the air and then looked at Zhang Lang, and rushed towards Zhang Lang with a silver gun, waving it as he rushed. One after another, the guns shot at Zhang Lang and left.

"Sweeping a Thousand Armies~"

"Thousands of Gun Shadows~"

At the same time, Yang Yu and Ye Xiaoman also launched an attack and attacked Zhang Lang.

"You guys hit three again, Xiaoqiang give it to me. Zhang Lang said loudly.

After speaking, he once again resisted the Tai Chi Bagua in front of him, and his hands swiped again and again to seal the knot, and a trace of spiritual power overflowed from his hands and connected with the Tai Chi Bagua. One silver and one purple, the yin and yang fish eyes shoot out two colors of light.

"Bump~bump~boom~boom~" The attacks of the four met in the middle ground, and they collided together and burst into bursts of sounds. The object of spiritual power explodes, producing the afterglow and smoke of the explosion. The sound of the explosion continued, and the afterglow and smoke produced more and more, enveloping the entire light mask, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside from the outside. Without the protection of this light mask, the entire martial arts training ground would be shrouded in the afterglow and smoke generated by the explosion.

"Ah~ah~...... Twitter~Tuck~......" A tragic cry sounded in the smoke-filled light mask, and Zhang Lang and the other four people and Xiaoqiang and the four little guys all screamed to varying degrees. Could it be that nothing could be seen in the smoky light shield? Could it be that even the divine consciousness was useless?

"Use the nunchucks quickly and beat you all over the head~ Use the nunchucks quickly and beat you into a pig's head. Even your mother doesn't know you~ Use the nunchuck quickly~ Jingle bell~ Use the nunchuck quickly~Ping Pong~ I'm on the left, I'm on the right. I sneaked up in the back and hit in front. Hurry up and use nunchucks~" I don't know who sang the song in the mask, hey~ It sounds like the voice is Longwei, and only it uses nunchucks.

"Long Wei, you stinky dragon, damn four-legged snake. If you sneak attack, you will sneak attack and sing any song, don't harass and torture my ears, okay. Yang Yu shouted and scolded in the mask.

"Damn Yang Yu, what if Ben Long sings, if you don't want to listen, you can cover your ears. Look at the move~nunchuck~" Long Wei shouted.

"Whew~" A tragic cry came from Long Wei's mouth.

Yang Yu was scolding Long Wei at the same time. As early as he was about to attack, when Long Wei was about to sneak attack behind Yang Yu and knock on the stick, Yang Yu turned around and hit Long Wei with a stick, causing him to scream in pain.

"Yang Yu, you hurt Ben Long less, and you are angry~ Ben Long is less angry. Long Wei roared angrily.

After roaring, he opened his bloody mouth, and balls of fireballs the size of soccer balls erupted from his mouth, rampage through the light mask. The students watching the battle saw flying around in the smoky light mask, and some fireballs hit the light mask. Bumps out one by one, and there is a possibility of being broken and breaking out of the cover at any time. Fortunately, the mask was supported by several masters, and if the mask was held up by an ordinary monk, it would definitely be broken.

"Boom~Boom~......" explosions continued to sound in the light mask. Many fireballs hit the ground and exploded, blasting holes the size of bowls on the ground.

"Ah~...... Ji~...... Whoop ......" A miserable scream sounded in the light mask, and everyone and spirit beasts in the light mask. All of them were attacked by fireballs, and all of them let out screams.

After about two or three minutes. Long Wei stopped firing the fireball and slowly landed on the ground. Gasping for air. The explosions were gone, the screams were gone, only the groans of pain and the smoke that filled the air.

After about ten minutes, there was no sound of fighting in the light mask. The four masters removed the mask and waved their hands, and a slight gust of wind blew away the smoke. The sight of the sight stunned all the students.

The four of Zhang Lang were all lying on the ground groaning in pain, their faces were black, their clothes were tattered, and some of them were even burned on the ground. Xiao Qiang and the other four little guys were also lying on the ground moaning in pain, the hair on their bodies was burned black, and there was green smoke. Only Long Wei stood on all four paws, opening his mouth and kicking heavily, but there were still a few black spots on his body, which were obviously hit by his own fireballs flying everywhere indiscriminately.

"Boom~" When everyone in the martial arts training ground was observing Zhang Lang and the others, a shocking noise suddenly broke out in the sky. Frightened, everyone hugged their heads and covered their buzzing ears. Even the inhabitants of Killing City were scared to flee everywhere.

A huge ball of light erupted in the sky, quickly spreading out in all directions. Fortunately, it was far enough away from the Killing City, but a strong wind blew, otherwise the Killing City would have been hit.

"Whoosh~Whoosh~......" Four sounds of breaking the air sounded, and four figures fell rapidly from a high altitude.

"Bump~bump~......" four loud sounds sounded again in the martial arts training ground. One by one, the four spiritual monks fell into the martial arts training ground, smashing the ground into large pits. Fortunately, it fell in a place where no one was, and if it fell in a place where there were people, then the person below would be a tragedy, and it would definitely become a meatloaf. All four were not injured.

"Brush~Brush~Brush~" Three sounds of breaking the air sounded, Zhang Wen, Dean Long, and the old dean shot into the martial arts training ground, checking the injuries one by one. After checking everyone out, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the injury is not life-threatening, but the injury is relatively serious and requires a period of recuperation to recover.

"Now I announce the president of the general club of the college club, the election of the competition is over, and the president is ......," Dean Long said, and then he stopped and looked at the students and teachers in the field.

"What's going on, why didn't you announce it?"

"Could it be that everyone has fallen, and there is no winner or loser, or will Qin Xiaoxue continue to serve as the president?"

"I think it's Dean Long who is selling Guanzi, let's guess!"

"I think so. ”

Dean Long's abrupt pause made the students and teachers who were anxious to know the results talk a lot.

"President ~Akiro~"

"Zhanglang ~ Zhanglang ~ Zhanglang ~ ......"

I don't know who shouted that the president was Zhanglang, and everyone shouted. The loud voice resounded throughout the martial arts training ground.

Dean Long waved his hand, and everyone immediately stopped shouting.

"The president of this session is ~Ancient Divine Beast~Long Wei~" Dean Long announced loudly.

"Weishenme is Long Wei, he didn't carry out the previous elimination competition at all. One of the students wondered.

"Long Wei is Zhang Lang's magic pet, who Zhang Lang fought with, but in the general duel, the demon pets of several of them are all divided into individuals to fight, so they have the right to serve as the president. Dean Long said.

As soon as Dean Long stopped talking, no one objected, and no one discussed, anyway, they were all in a group, and it didn't matter who was in charge. However, Zhang Lang is their boss, and in the end, Zhang Lang has the final say. (To be continued......)