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After a short time, the organizing committee announced that Zhang Hong's identity was qualified and recognized his qualifications to participate in the practitioners' conference.

Zhang Hong smiled and walked in front of the third prince: "Brother, do you go down by yourself, or will I beat you?" ”

The boy's face sank like water: "Azanhong Daoyou, just insulted the third prince to you just now, I can't stop with you so easily, please make a move, how can we compare?" ”

Zhang Hong said: "That's it, you are a boy, I am Azan, we are all cultivators, it is not interesting for you to come and go with your fists and feet, and it is not what you and I are good at." We might as well have a fight, you invite your god, I invite my god, attack each other, whoever can't hold on loses. ”

"Please!" The boy was angry.

The boy didn't come by himself, there was also an assistant, and the people of the organizing committee cleared the venue and found a piece of land in the middle of the hall. He laid down a red cloth and placed a statue of the third prince on it.

The boy took off his coat and revealed his inner dress, which attracted everyone's attention. He was wearing a red old-fashioned vest and red bloomers, which was similar to Nezha in the play. He took out a thin head rope and tied up his long hair with a very sharp technique, forming two tweets, which looked more similar.

The boy looks like he is doing this work all the year round, his hands and feet are extremely quick, the time is not long, the red cloth is covered with the things he needs, what incense burner, long incense, red candles, and rattles for children to play. It is said that although the third prince is a demon god, he is informal, no different from a child. It's an eye-opener today.

Zhang Hong sat opposite the boy not far away, his mouth was pouting like 3580,000, he was himself, and he didn't have any helpers, he opened the blanket he brought, took out a transparent canned bottle, and everyone looked inside, there was a villain carved from wood, his hands and feet were thin sticks, and his facial features were dotted with a red pen, which looked a little infiltrating.

However, the more than 200 people present are all masters who walk the rivers and lakes, even if their ability is limited, they still have basic knowledge, and they are not surprised to see this thing that Zhang Hong took out.

Everyone watched with interest as the two of them fought.

Standing in front of the statue of the third prince, the boy began to chant a spell to invite the god to the upper body, combined his two hands into sword fingers, placed them in front of his forehead, and then stomped his right foot with his eyes closed. While pleasing God, he trembled.

Zhang Hong hugged his shoulders, sat cross-legged on the ground, and watched coldly.

After a short time, the boy opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole temperament changed, looking east and west, seeing so many people present, excited like a child, and scratching his ears and cheeks.

The boy's assistant hurriedly ran over and picked up a rattle from the ground for him to play with. The boy swayed left and right with the rattle, the rattle bounced back and forth, making a pleasant sound, and everyone present was smiling.

Zhang Hong said: "Is the third prince up?" ”

The assistant of the boy is also an old fritter in the rivers and lakes, and makes a gesture: "This Taoist brother, please!" ”

Zhang Hong slowly opened the lid of the can, poured out the villain, did not recite more incantations, but bit his fingers, chanted words in his mouth, and then wiped the blood on his fingers on the villain.

The little man was lying on the ground, but suddenly stood up without the help of any external force.

The scene of the fighting method cannot be seen with ordinary eyes, so I immediately used the magic eye, and when I looked at it again, the scene had changed.

I saw a child wearing a red belly pocket, looking like a pink doll, very cute, sitting on the top of the boy, and the child was staring at the other side.

Looking at Zhang Hong again, there was also a child standing in front of him, but he was not wearing clothes, his whole body was snow-white, he looked like he was about seven or eight years old, his face was black, and blood was coming out of his two eye sockets.

The surroundings were gloomy, and I was extremely frightened, knowing that Zhang Hong had invited a little ghost.

The little devil's expression was extremely hideous, he screamed, opened his hands, and went straight to the boy. The pink doll sitting on the boy was very scared, but she didn't turn around and run, jumped off the boy, and went straight to the little ghost with her hands outstretched.

Two children, one pink and one black, ran closer and closer to each other, getting closer and closer.

I watched with bated breath. At the moment of collision, the little ghost jumped up suddenly, grabbed the pink doll's neck, pressed him to the ground, kept screaming in his mouth, the blood in his eyes fell on the face of the pink doll, and the yin qi around him was strong, forcing people to breathe.

The pink doll struggled left and right and couldn't get rid of it, and tried a lot of methods, but the little devil's hand became tighter and tighter, and the strength seemed to strangle the pink doll to death.

The boy was shocked, swaying left and right, chanting and stomping his feet, and it could be seen that he was pouring his life force and mana into the body of the pink doll.

Zhang Hong, who was on the other side, stood up, his face gloomy and the corners of his mouth with an extremely cruel smile. He took out a little figure made of grass from his bosom, shook it at the boy, and then drew a cross on the heart of the straw man with the blood on his fingers, and pressed it vigorously with his hand.

The boy's expression suddenly became painful, his facial features shifted, touching his heart, his face suddenly became iron-blue, barely supported for a while, and fell to the ground with a poof, and his limbs began to twitch.

The pink doll has no support, and it is even harder, and she is about to be strangled to death by the little ghost.

At this moment, He Tianzhen, who was sitting on the top seat, suddenly stood up and said in a crisp girl's voice: "Okay, let's talk with the same way, until the point is reached!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the audience said, "Let's stop it." ”

Zhang Hong was still unsatisfied, but he still received his magical powers and let the little ghost come back. The expression on the face of this little devil was extremely vicious, and he didn't want to come back at all, so he looked around, and his two bloody eyes shot out a vicious light, and finally Zhang Hong chanted a mantra before he recalled it and sealed it back in the little wooden man.

The pink doll looked frightened, and with a kind of luck for the rest of her life, she disappeared out of thin air and went back.

The fighting method is over, but the boy is still rolling on the ground with his chest covered, his face is pale, and his body twitches from time to time. His assistant was anxious, and he was at a loss next to him, and when he saw Zhang Hong, he ran over to beg.

Zhang Hong slowly packed up his blanket, walked over with his back on his shoulder, looked at the boy rolling on the ground with pity, and said, "Have you taken it?" ”

The boy was speechless, his convulsions became less and less frequent, and his body became more and more stiff.

The assistant knelt in front of Zhang Hong, did not speak, folded his hands, and kept kowtowing. The boy reluctantly nodded with the last of his strength, indicating that he was convinced.

Zhang Hong took out the little straw man slowly and erased the blood-red fork on it. At this time, the boy was relieved and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up. The assistant went over to help him up, and saw that the clothes he was wearing were all soaked, his lips trembled, and he slowly stretched out his right hand and made a thumbs up gesture to Zhang Hong.

The assistant helped him, and the two packed up their things, without saying a word, left the scene in a hurry and left first.

Zhang Hong laughed and looked around at the crowd: "I said everyone, are there any unconvinced?" ”

The scene was silent, everyone saw that this person's methods were vicious, and no one dared to wipes his beard for a while. Zhang Hong fluttered to the fourth seat and sat on it, the expression on his face was indescribably proud.

There is only one seat left in the room, and the final leader will be chosen from these five people.

At this time, someone below said: "The last seat should be reserved for Jinyanlou." ”

A lot of people chimed in. After all, Zhu Qiang, the previous owner of Jinyanlou, had a very high prestige, and he also took the lead in organizing this conference, Jinyanlou was the organizing committee and host, so it was reasonable to leave a special seat.

After obtaining the consent of everyone on the scene, the host announced that the last seat would be given to Jinyanlou. That means that outsiders don't compete with you Jinyanlou, and you choose one person from within.

Senior brother Qiao Jianguo stood up and hugged his fists at everyone: "Everyone, thank you for looking up to our Jinyan Building, and then pushing it will be a bit pretentious, then I will sit down reluctantly." ”

"Wait!" Fu Shaowei stood up: "Senior brother, don't make people laugh, you better go back." ”

"What?" Qiao Jianguo's eyes widened: "You still want to fight with me?" ”

Fu Shaowei smiled: "How can I come to fight for this position, I just want to remind you that Master's apprentices are not only you and me." ”

Qiao Jianguo swept their area and said, "Which junior brother is not convinced, you can come up, let's compare." If you are stronger than me, I will let Xian. ”

Zhu Qiang's apprentices are estimated to be self-aware, so they jumped out at this time and simply slapped their faces, and they didn't move at all.

Qiao Jianguo finally looked at Fu Shaowei: "I said junior brother, if you are really unwilling, let's just do it." Whether it's a fight or a fighting method, you choose. ”

Fu Shaowei smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't forget, the youngest junior brother is not me, and our master still has a closed disciple." He shouted at the audience: "Wang Qiang, what are you waiting for, aren't you here to rush to this position?" ”

The people present looked at each other, and some heard that Zhu Qiang accepted closed disciples, but no one at the scene knew where I, Wang Qiang, was.

"I'm coming." I said and walked out from the back of my seat. In the rows ahead, I still have to greet the others: "Excuse me, borrow light." ”

The hundreds of people present all turned their heads to look at me, and watched me slowly come out of the most obscure corner.