Liu Caidong and Wang Jun didn't say a word, they each took two steps forward and handed over their hands. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One makes a fist and the other makes a palm, and neither uses a blade, but it is fair. Chen Ao is not good at martial arts, he only thinks that the two are inseparable, and it is very good-looking. However, there were many Jianghu figures who knew martial arts standing beside him, and in the midst of their pointing and pointing discussions, Chen Ao found that everyone seemed to be very disdainful of the martial arts of these two people.

Chen Ao was confused, and couldn't help but think of Long Qingping, and thought, if this little girl is here, maybe she can explain it to me, what level these two people belong to.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and glanced at Zhao Ling again, thinking, why haven't he seen Long Qingping and Zhao Ling together? Could it be that they are separated?

Chen Ao was puzzled, and at this time, the situation on the field changed again. However, with a stick of incense, I saw that Liu Caidong was pressed by Wang Jun step by step, and he actually showed a decline and kept retreating.

Seeing this, Bai Junya's folds on her face were squeezed together, and she looked very happy, and she couldn't help glancing at Xiong Guang with her eyes, triumphant. Xiong Guang had a dark face and was very unhappy. Duan Wuji, who was sitting beside him, also shook his head again and again.

Duan Wuqi and Xiong Guang came from the same sect, and it was really sad to see that the disciples taught by their own junior disciples had not learned even the most basic kung fu so well. Duan Yi said with a smile: "Uncle Shi's eldest disciple is terrible, why don't you let me play with two hands!"

Xiong Guang glared at him, very unhappy. He is in charge of a huge industry, and he has no time to supervise the martial arts of his subordinates, which is also a helpless thing. Besides, the Disha Gate is located in a rich place in the south of the Yangtze River, and as long as the disciples of the sect have a little bluffing kung fu, they can be domineering, eat fragrant and drink spicy, and their martial arts have long been wasted.

Seeing Liu Caidong retreat to the edge of the high platform, Wang Jun puffed up, flew and kicked Liu Caidong in the chest. Liu Caidong's center of gravity was unstable, and he immediately fell off the high platform. The people watching the battle below hurriedly let go of the empty space, allowing Liu Caidong to fall to the ground solidly. Although this one is not high, it doesn't hurt much when it falls. But this face really couldn't hold it, Liu Caidong got up with a bone, half-covered his face, and didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly ran away.

Xiong Guang snorted heavily, and when he looked back, he seemed to want to find another disciple. He was confident that his martial arts were definitely far ahead, but after this while, he hesitated. He also strengthened his determination to never strike first until he figured out the strength of his opponent.

Chen Ao was a little impatient, seeing that it was already past noon. Although it is said that the cold winter is waxing moon, people are not so tired. But everyone watched the war of words in the morning, and they were really impatient. Quite a few people have begun to yawn. The expected fierce battle scene did not appear, but instead became a group of disciples who were not skilled in martial arts came to the stage to compete, which was really boring.

Chen Ao looked at Su Zhuo who was not far away, and saw Su Zhuo nodding at him. That means it's time to play.

When the time finally came, Chen Ao suddenly became nervous and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Although he knew that Su Zhuo would definitely help in secret, he didn't tell Chen Ao how to help. Chen Ao thought to himself, the place where Su Zhuo stood was far away from the high platform, if he was really in danger, I was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to rush to the rescue!

Suddenly, Bai Junya laughed: "Big head bear, your proud disciple, how come you can't even beat a registered disciple of our White Dragon Gang who does miscellaneous work?

This Wang Jun naturally could not be a miscellaneous disciple of the White Dragon Gang, but a senior disciple of Bai Junya. Bai Junya said this, it was deliberately damaging Xiong Guang's face. He stood up, looked around, and said proudly, "The Earth Demon Gate has been defeated, who else will ask for advice?"

Xiong Guang shouted, "Who said that the Earth Demon Gate was defeated?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Ao also happened to shout: "Wait!"

The people of several major sects on the stage were stunned. Chen Ao's shout was extremely abrupt and very obvious. Everyone could hear it, and the person who spoke was standing in the audience. But most of the people in this audience came to see the excitement, how could they suddenly interject?

Under the curious gaze of everyone, Chen Ao slowly squeezed a path and carefully climbed up the high platform along the wooden ladder next to the high platform. This platform is not high, and ordinary martial arts practitioners jump on it, so the wooden ladder is only temporarily built, and I didn't think it would have any effect, so it is neither strong nor convenient.

Chen Ao doesn't know any martial arts, so he naturally has to be cautious. Such a cautious attitude surprised others, and they didn't know if he was deliberately playing a burlesque trick, or if he was really calm and leisurely.

Several gang leaders watched Chen Ao appear on the high platform, but they didn't react for a moment that he was the initiator of the rebellion in the VIP building a month ago.

Chen Ao walked to the center and stood with a grin. Duan Wuji's father and son recognized it first, and Duan Wuqi exclaimed: "It's you kid!"

Chen Ao replied with a smile: "It's you and me!"

Xiong Guang slapped the table and shouted, "Why are you here!"

Chen Ao said: "Your uncle also wants to be the helmsman!"

Xiong Guang was angry, but he didn't react for a while, and said to himself: "My uncle? My uncle has been paralyzed in bed for two years, and he has been a fart helmsman......

Before he could finish speaking, he understood. As soon as Chen Ao came up, he claimed to be Duan Wuji's Laozi, and according to his seniority, of course, he was Xiong Guang's uncle.

Everyone else understood before he did, and they couldn't help but laugh. Duan Wuji jumped out suddenly, drew his long sword, and said angrily: "I have to cut off your kid's tongue!"

Chen Ao was startled, hurriedly took two steps back, and shouted loudly: "This is the Salt Gang Conference, what kind of murder are you outsiders!"

Before Duan Wuji's long sword could be chopped out, Bai Junya jumped out first, and an extra water-splitting Emei thorn made of stainless steel appeared in his hand, holding Duan Wuji's long sword from the side. Duan Wuqi knew that Chen Ao didn't know martial arts, so he didn't use any subtle techniques for this move, and he didn't expect to be easily stopped by Bai Junya.

Duan Wuji said angrily: "What are you doing!"

Bai Junya smiled slightly and said, "This little brother is right, today is the Salt Gang Conference. The people of the outside gang just watch the excitement. Do you want to do it? It's not very conformist!"

It turned out that Bai Junya had seen that Chen Ao had a grudge against the Disha Gate since the last banquet in the VIP building, and every time he came out, he always had to make some trouble for Xiong Guang. Bai Junya had an idea, thinking to herself, she was taking the advantage, but Xiong Guang had a deep kung fu, why not use this kid to embarrass him again? Thinking of this, Bai Junya took the initiative to attack and blocked a move.

Seeing this, Chen Ao thought of the complicated relationship between the several factions, so he became a little bolder, hid behind Bai Junya, and said with a smile: "Duan Wuji, Lao Tzu speaks, what are you talking about as a son?