Not only the many members of the Martial Arts Association brought by Nan Batian, but even Liang Ziyan and the others also looked sluggish, looking at the golden silk soft whip in Xu Qiang's hand with a gaze full of disbelief.

No one thought that Xu Qiang would have such a thing equivalent to Shang Fang's sword in his hand, this golden silk soft whip came from the Martial Arts Association Elders' House, and there was an inscription on the handle, to some extent, holding this golden silk soft whip represents the will of this and that, and the association dared not disobey.

In the entire Martial Arts Association, not to mention these ordinary members, even the thirty-six branch presidents of the Martial Arts Association would feel weak when facing this golden silk soft whip.

Nan Batian's whole person was completely frozen at this time, and his heart seemed to be flooded with monstrous waves.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Long Xuntian saw that Nan Batian's expression was wrong, and the members of the Five Dao Association who rushed forward also stopped, and suddenly had some doubts in his heart, he did not join the Martial Arts Association, so he naturally did not know the meaning of this golden silk soft whip.

Hearing Long Xuntian's shout, Nan Batian came back to his senses, and his eyes looked at Xu Qiang with a little surprise, "Boy, how can you have my Martial Arts Association's golden silk soft whip in your hand?" ”

"Looks like you know this stuff too." Xu Qiang smiled faintly, not caring at all about Nan Batian's questioning.

"Don't talk nonsense, where did you get this thing, tell me clearly immediately, if you dare to hide it, I will let you die without a place to bury."

Nan Batian asked sharply, his expression fierce.

Xu Qiang played with the soft whip in his hand and smiled, "There is nothing to hide about this matter, some time ago, Liang Tianxiong and I became brothers of the opposite sex, and at the same time served as the honorary vice president of Qingshan City of the Martial Arts Association, this golden silk soft whip was given to me by Brother Xiong." ”

"But when Brother Xiong gave it to me, except for the House of Elders, there was no one in the entire Martial Arts Association who couldn't be beaten with this golden silk soft whip, I don't know if President Nan had ever heard of this statement?"

Xu Qiang looked at Nan Batian with a smile.

And Nan Batian's face had completely changed at this time, he knew that Liang Tianxiong had the golden silk soft whip in his hand, but he didn't expect Liang Tianxiong to hand over the golden silk soft whip to the kid in front of him.

In this way, this kid was given the soft whip through normal means, and he could fully exercise the rights granted to him by the golden silk soft whip.

As for saying that this golden silk whip is fake?

No kidding, the biggest identification standard of the golden silk soft whip is that the golden threads that make up the burning can all be gathered into the grip, and when you need to use it, you can use the true qi in your body to urge the mechanism in the grip, and the gold wires inside will swarm out, forming a soft whip in a few seconds.

Maybe in terms of actual combat ability, the golden silk soft whip seems too bells and whistles, and it is useless at all, but when it comes to recognition, in the entire Kyushu, except for the Martial Arts Association Elders' House, no one has mastered this technique at all, how can outsiders fake it? And why should the people of the House of Elders be fake?

"President Nan, have you ever heard of this?" Xu Qiang looked at Nanba Tianpestle there, his face kept changing, and he asked out loud again,

Nan Batian's expression was cold, and he did not respond to Xu Qiang's question.

And Long Xuntian on the side shouted angrily on the side, "What kind of golden silk soft whip, Xu Qiang, don't think that you can scare us with a magic prop." ”

"Magic props?"

Xu Qiang showed a strange smile on his face, "Then I want to see if this magic prop is useful." ”

When the words fell, the golden silk soft whip in Xu Qiang's hand waved violently, making a "whoosh" sound, tearing the air and falling directly on the body of a member of the Martial Arts Association.

"Ah......h

This made the members of the Martial Arts Association let out a miserable scream, and the clothes on their chests were torn by this whip, and blood beads quickly oozed from the exposed skin.

He looked at Xu Qiang's eyes full of anger, but he didn't dare to make a move with Xu Qiang at all.

"Woo, Woo ......"

Then the golden silk soft whip in Xu Qiang's hand continued to swing out, and the sound of breaking the air sounded, and blood marks appeared on the bodies of all members of the martial arts association. There are one or two at the least, and seven or eight at the most.

When someone pulled the whip over, they subconsciously wanted to dodge, but they didn't even dare to hide when Xu Qiang scolded him, so he could only stand in place and let the soft whip smash his head and face down.

After whipping dozens of whips in a row, Xu Qiang shook the blood beads on the whip violently, and then said with a faint expression, "It seems that Brother Xiong didn't lie to me, holding the golden silk soft whip can really beat everyone in the Martial Arts Association except for the Elders' House." ”

These big men brought by Nan Batian were full of grievances in their hearts, and their eyes looked at Xu Qiang as if they wanted to kill someone, but no one dared to put their anger into action.

People like Xu Qiang, they usually don't pay attention to them at all, and they can knock down a piece with a few punches, but now Xu Qiang is holding a golden silk soft whip, representing the will of that one, and they don't dare to have the slightest intention of doing it.

The one in the Martial Arts Association is not something they can disobey.

Zhao San was also completely dumbfounded at this time, and he didn't expect that Xu Qiang would really suppress everyone with the whip in his hand.

Long Xuntian also had a bad feeling in his heart, his grandfather's silence, and the appearance of the members of the Martial Arts Association who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, all showed that the whip in Xu Qiang's hand really had this kind of power that he didn't know.

Xu Qiang kicked away the members of the Martial Arts Association who were blocking him with a few feet, and walked towards Nan Batian with a golden silk soft whip in his hand, with a smile on his face.

Nan Batian's heart suddenly burst suddenly, and his face turned pale, "Xu Qiang, I advise you to stop in moderation!" ”

Xu Qiang looked at Nanba's stubble in the sky, and became more and more ridiculous, and the golden silk soft whip in his hand waved violently, making a violent sound in the air.

"Get on your knees!"

Xu Qiang stood in front of Nan Batian, with a bit of silence in his eyes.

The young ladies who came from Qingshan City widened their eyes and were stunned.

Did they just hallucinate?

This kid actually asked Nan Batian to kneel down for him?

Are they crazy, or is this kid crazy, that's Nan Batian, the president of a branch of the Martial Arts Association, this kid is just a broken doctor, why let Nan Batian kneel.

Even if this golden silk soft whip really represents this kind of right within the Martial Arts Association, they don't believe in a single whip, even if the ordinary members of the Martial Arts Association who can beat it can't speak, can they still make Nan Batian submit and kneel? Nan Batian's eyes were full of anger, his face was pale, and he shouted in a low voice, "Xu Qiang, don't go too far. ”

Xu Qiang smiled, and the mockery on his face was even worse, "President Nan, is this trying to confront the rules of the entire Martial Arts Association?" ”