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"That's it! You are no longer an Iron Lion, you can go out now!" Chief Li Qingsong frowned and said angrily.

He was very disappointed. He didn't expect that he would persuade him to fail, let alone Lu Menglin's rejection of such an excellent opportunity to strengthen his own power.

In his opinion, this is a proposal that no wise leader would refuse.

For the proposal of this genius, Li Qingsong even prepared to bear the pressure of the Ming family and turn Lu Menglin and the Iron Lion troops into his own confidant.

It's a pity that he failed, and he failed inexplicably.With his city government, he simply didn't believe that someone would do those unnecessary insistences for the so-called fairness and purity.

However, Lu Menglin did it!

The source of Li Qingsong's anger was not because of the pure and persistent fear from the depths of his heart.

Perhaps many years ago, he had been such a shining young man, but it was a pity that the dragon slayer boy had become an evil dragon. Perhaps this was the real reason why he hated himself from hating someone.

boom!Before the head of Li's words finished, the swordsman in white who was sitting next to Shizun Ming had already slapped the tabletop, stood up with his sword, and stared at Lu Menglin angrily.

"Did you not hear what the chief said? You are no longer a member of the Iron Lion, so don't hurry up!" The swordsman in white shouted Bai Zheli.

He finally found the opportunity to humiliate Lu Menglin severely.

Bai Zheli originally thought that he was an inexperienced kendo master and was respected everywhere. Even Ming Shizun, the eldest son of the Ming clan, was also a brother to himself and considered himself a confidant. As long as he had a sword in his hand, he could make merits and gain fame .

I didn't know that when I came here, I turned into an insignificant little person, and no one took it seriously.

He turned all this anger on Lu Menglin, subconsciously thinking that this was the dazzling young man in front of him, who had taken away the brilliance that belonged to him. If it were not for the existence of the other party, he should have been praised by these high-ranking officials. High is right.

Therefore, when he saw Lu Menglin losing his power, he couldn't help it. The first one jumped up, and he wanted to step on the dog.

With Bai Zheli's roar, all the people in the conference room were taken aback.

Ming Shizun was surprised at first, and then he showed an imperceptible smile.

"Bai Zheli's trick is to behave crookedly, it is very subtle!" Ming Shizun secretly smiled in his heart.

He humiliated Lu Menglin face to face like this, if the other party didn't dare to fight back, it would be equivalent to a solid sigh of relief for himself and found the place where he was humiliated that day.

If this Lu Menglin was not convinced and dared to fight back, it would be a dead end!

Chief Li Qingsong had just opened Chinchilla and expelled Lu Menglin from the iron lion army. Now as long as he dared to be presumptuous in front of the chief, Lord Zhan would definitely take the opportunity to take action.

Maybe that Chief Li actually wanted to see Lu Menglin be taken down by the old man, and by the way, he could justifiably take the territory from that kid.

Therefore, under the roar of Bai Zheli, the few people present all stared at Lu Menglin closely to see how he would react.

Lu Menglin raised a fist slowly, saying nothing.

"Little friend Menglin, be patient and ignore him!" Seeing that the situation is not good, Li Shixing quickly discouraged him.

Under Lu Menglin's calm gaze, Bai Zheli suddenly felt the sensation of being stared at by a fierce beast in the wild, and his entire body suddenly exploded, and the palm of his hand holding the sword hilt was full of sweat.

"If you can catch my punch, you are qualified to speak!" Lu Menglin said word by word.

"A punch? A joke! I have been practicing sword for fifteen years in vain, and I have cultivated the true meaning of the sword. How can I be afraid of you!"

The long sword in Bai Zheli's hand was half away from its sheath, and with the gleaming sword intent, he finally swept away the fear in his heart and shouted sharply.

He knows very well that in front of the chief executive, if he is afraid of this Lu Menglin, he will not be reused in the future, and it will be difficult to raise his head, but if he can defeat this Lu Menglin's spirit today, maybe the next Tieshi President The post of instructor is his.

Therefore, Bai Zheli had to fight to the death, and still had no choice.

"Lu Menglin, you too underestimate the heroes of the world! Without you, the Iron Lion Legion will be the same as the world's hero. Although this swordsman is mediocre, you can't beat it with a single punch!"

At this time, the war veteran next to him also laughed, adding a handful of firewood to this raging scene.

"Yes! As long as I have a sword in hand, Bai Zheli may not have won me!" Bai Zheli heard the words of the old man Zhan Xuebing, and couldn't help but grow stronger by three points, and shouted loudly.

Lu Menglin didn't talk a lot, and he stood there, across a huge conference table, and blasted out with a punch.

With this punch, Bai Zheli took the brunt, only feeling a terrifying aura, rushing towards him like a wave of anger.

And it didn't stop there. In this powerful momentum like the tide of the ocean, there seemed to be a fierce beast hidden, ready to rush out at any time and choose someone to eat.

This weird feeling of hiding in the power made Bai Zheli secretly startled, and his whole body was soaked in an instant, apparently already treating Lu Menglin as a rare enemy in his life.

In an instant, Bai Zheli had already reacted. The long sword in his palm was completely unsheathed, and his sword was in the air, and the sword energy swayed within three feet of his chest, unexpectedly making a buzzing sword sound.

The sword he used was the strongest defensive move among the Taishan swordsmanship. It was called the fold-round style and also known as the Fengchantai sword.

Mount Tai is the place where the ancient emperor awarded Zen and sacrificed to heaven. This sword takes the meaning of Feng Zen and contains the principle of the unity of nature and man. It integrates his own sword energy with the three inches of the whole body into a whole, taking the circle as the body. , 100% off invading.

After Bai Zheli practiced this sword, no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, as long as the sword was out, the defensive position was completely natural. Before his sword energy was exhausted, no one could penetrate within three inches of his body.

This sword was the most suitable to deal with Lu Menglin's fist.

As long as the person fails with a single punch, how about a few more punches at most?Bai Zheli didn't believe that old man Zhan would still stand by and watch. When the two of them work together, they might be able to punish the dog in front of the chief, and achieve an immortal achievement.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Menglin's fist strength reached Bai Zheli.

The fist was condensed and not scattered, as if it were real, it instantly squeezed the white air away from the front to separate the two sides, and made a sneer breaking through the air, like a swift crossbow shooting.

"Sword circle!" Bai Zheli sensed the strength of the punching fist, and while shouting loudly, the long sword in his hand trembled with the tip of the sword facing upwards, and the sword energy all over his body suddenly surged towards the direction of the tip of the sword. to.

He wants to use the sword as a shield and block the ground as a prison to block the opponent's fierce blow.

In an instant, Jian Qi and Quan Jin collided fiercely.

Sword marks appeared on the solid wood table in front of everyone, like a beast's claw.

At almost the same time, a group of white cyclones appeared out of thin air above the tabletop, appearing in the sky, and the scene was very strange.

"Jianzhe!" As a kendo master, Bai Zheli is the most sensitive to Qi, and suddenly burst out.

Because just now, when these two forces volleyed into contact, he found that the opponent's boxing strength was not as terrible as he had imagined. It was just imaginary, so he immediately changed his sword posture and changed his sword round defensive posture to sword folding. Qi concentratedly erupted.

There is nothing wrong with Bai Zheli's judgment. As soon as he senses that the opponent's strength is not strong, he immediately changes his sword power and concentrates all the sword energy he has cultivated, trying to break the face and cut away the opponent's fist strength in one fell swoop.

As long as you cut off the opponent's fist and strength, you will have the upper hand, when you want to attack, you will attack, you want to defend, and you will turn passive into active.

Hum!All the people present only heard a quiet sound of swords coming into their ears.

Bai Zheli's sword intent was really good, and he even cut the oncoming fist in half.

Even the two leaders, Ming Shizun and Li Qingsong, who didn't understand the art, knew that this swordsman had the upper hand when they saw the triumphant expression of Bai Zheli with a smile.

At least they could see that Lu Menglin punched out a distance, and then Bai Zheli also swung a sword, and then did not see any killing effect, so of course it can be regarded as that the Bai Zheli sword has successfully blocked it. Lu Menglin's attack.

Even the old man in the war-study army slanted his mouth slightly and shook his head in disdain.

Probably in the eyes of this old man, neither the punch of Lu Menglin nor the two sword intents of Bai Zheli could be seen.

But at this moment, the expression of Taoist Li Shixing was completely different from that of the others present.

When he sensed that Lu Menglin's fist strength was separated by Jian Qi, he was taken aback for a moment, then his expression of surprise appeared on his face, and then he was puzzled.

"Stop!" The Taoist Li Shixing thought of something, suddenly his eyes sparkled, and he shouted.

It’s a pity that the words didn’t finish, only two muffled bangs were heard, and then everyone present saw Bai Zheli’s triumphant smile on his face forever, and his handsome face was on both sides It seems to be flanked by two large weighing mounds and hit at the same time.

Blood poured out from the seven orifices that had been separated in white at the same time, instantly dyeing the white clothes red.

He could no longer hold the long sword in his hand, and with a squeak, the long sword fell to the ground, and the white-clothed swordsman leaned back and overturned without even saying a word, without aura.

Except for Lu Menglin, who knew this would happen a long time ago, and the Taoist Li Shixing who just guessed the method Lu Menglin used, the other three looked at each other, wondering what happened just now.

"Lazier dare!" This time, it was finally the turn of the old man to get furious, and after a moment, he glared with anger, eager to rush.

"Stop it!" This time, Taoist Li Shixing finally caught up, and without hesitation, he patted the old man's shoulder with his palm.