This time the martial arts conference is destined to be unusual.
The people that Battelle brought were really amazing.
But there are more powerful people in the martial arts of the Central Plains.
Battle frowned as he watched his subordinates lose one by one. Did he still underestimate these ancients
After all of Battelle's men were defeated, Battler suddenly gave up his original plan to come to power.
Because the head of Wudang stood up and said something like this.
"Batel, there is something I want to make clear with you. Being the leader of the martial arts does not mean that you can command the heroes. The leader's order is indeed very influential. But every time the leader makes a big decision, he needs to pass the resolution of our elders. We Only the leaders of the alliance can execute the big things that are passed by the council of elders. Small things, of course, don't matter." When the head of Wudang said this, he worked hard to run his true qi so that his face wouldn't turn red. After all, it was the first time he had lied.
When the head of Wudang said these words, the crowd under the stage was stunned for a moment.
Is there such a rule? How could they not know
"That's right. Battelle, the members of the Presbyterian Church, are all of us here." The head of the Kunlun faction also stood up and said loudly.
The following group of people were even more confused.
Presbyterian
When was it established? Why wasn't it announced
"How come I've never heard of such a rule?" Battle asked suspiciously.
"That's because you're ignorant." Xu Lang spoke and said loudly, "The members of the Presbyterian Council above are all Taishan Beidou in our martial arts world. They are highly respected and knowledgeable. Naturally, many important things are up to them. It's time to make a decision."
Tian Miao looked at Xu Lang and smiled. Xu Lang deserves to be the son of destiny in this world. Look at this IQ and reflexes, he will always be the first.
"Of course you foreigners have never heard of the rules of our Central Plains martial arts."
"That's right, do we talk about everything?"
"Do you still dream of being the leader of the martial arts alliance to lead the martial arts? You want to be beautiful. It is impossible for him to be the leader of the entire river and lake."
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The jeers from the crowd grew louder and louder. Although they didn't know how to do it, those eyes almost burned the group of Battel out of a hole. It is also difficult for these people to have such a tacit understanding at this moment, knowing that the head of Wudang is a lie, but one is telling the truth, and they listen to the truth.
"I have already consulted the martial arts of the Central Plains, and it really lives up to its reputation." Faced with these ridicules, Battelle's expression remained unchanged, and he bowed his hands to the people in the stands, and said frankly, "We are willing to bow down. I hope that there will be a chance to have a friendly discussion next time. Farewell. ."
These words were neither humble nor arrogant, neither rushed nor slow, and gave the greatest affirmation to the martial arts of the Central Plains. Such a magnanimous behavior actually made the mocking crowd silenced for a while.
Battle took his men, bowed to the crowd again, and left with them.
The crowd watched as the backs of Bartel and his group completely disappeared before they turned around.
"This person is a character." Xu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and said with emotion.
"It's not easy." Shen Hanshu also nodded.
"He said so much nonsense. In fact, the conclusion is that you, the martial arts alliance leader, have no real power. I don't like it. Let's not fight. Goodbye." Tang Fengyue glanced at Xu Lang and Shen Hanshu, and said coolly.
"What you said is true." Xu Lang couldn't help laughing. Battelle seems to be very upright in his words and deeds, but the essence is what Tang Fengyue said. It's just that there should be many people still shocked by Battelle's behavior.
(End of this chapter)