The Gate of Fate of the Martial Arts Leader

Soon it will be time to re-elect the leader of the martial arts alliance.

The location is in another mountain villa.

Wu Gongdi wanted to follow him to have a look, but he was afraid of meeting someone from the Wu family, so he asked Liu Xunzhe to disguise himself, and followed on the road.

There are a total of more than a dozen people who want to compete for the position of martial arts leader.

The martial arts are low, and one by one, it seems that all of them have extraordinary skills.

The golden partner is the first to come forward to express his point of view.

Those two were still shining golden.

They said: "Hello, respected gang leaders, heads, and other heroes! In this crisp autumn day and the fragrance of sweet osmanthus, we ushered in the election of the leader every four years. We are from Fugui Villa Golden partner. Today, as a representative of Fugui Villa, I am honored to stand here..."

Wu Gong listened to it in a low voice, almost falling asleep.

"...If we are lucky enough to be elected, we will meet the upcoming opportunities and challenges with a good mental state, and we will definitely live up to everyone's expectations. If we cannot be elected, we will not be discouraged, but will find our shortcomings and work hard to improve ourselves..."

At this point, the golden partners finally ended their tirade.

And just as the golden partner nodded in greeting, a voice suddenly shouted from behind: "The golden partner interferes in the internal affairs of other factions, which is an act of hegemony!"

"Huh?" Wu Gongdi immediately turned his head to see who was messing with this golden partner.

——As a result, I saw a large group of people in the dark.

"The golden partner interferes in the internal affairs of the other faction under the banner of fairness, but in fact it is only for his own selfish desires and to gain benefits from it. The golden partner's actions are based on Fugui Villa's own moral standards, which seriously hurt the feelings of the people of the other faction! Send the friendship of the people!"

"That's right! Such a person can never be the leader of the martial arts alliance!"

The golden partner's face turned black, and his brain twitched for a moment. He sneered and said, "Isn't the leader of the martial arts meddling in the internal affairs of other factions? Isn't it an act of hegemony? What's wrong with us doing it?"

As soon as this sentence came out, it was smashed down by a bunch of tomatoes.

——Then another person stepped forward and said, "Let me tell a story to everyone present."

"...?"

"In the past, there was a man named Zhao Rongjiang. This Zhao Rongjiang used to be a private school teacher in the Lu family in Dongcheng before he failed the imperial examination. The wife of the Lu family had just lost her husband and was raising a seven-year-old son alone. One night, Zhao Rongjiang was Bingzhu night reading, suddenly heard someone knock on the door, opened the door and found that it was the mistress of this house. The mistress just smiled after entering the door, but did not speak. This is an ordinary person, and I must understand the meaning of the other party, but this Zhao Rongjiang is a Bookworm, I don't understand a woman's mind at all. He repeatedly asked the hostess if there was anything wrong. In the end, the hostess gave up completely and asked Zhao Rongjiang directly: "Said the night is just right, can we spend a good night together. After Zhao Rongjiang heard this, he sternly refused, and said to the hostess: "'Women are precious, and scholars value integrity.Please come back quickly, you must know that people's words are scary! '"

The heroes are actually a group of very 8 very 8 people, all of them listened with wide-eyed eyes, including the old abbot of Shaolin Temple.

The man said again: "After hearing this, the mistress was still unwilling to leave, so Zhao Rongjiang pushed her out again and again. The mistress wanted to come in, Zhao Rongjiang was horrified, and quickly closed the door, accidentally pinching two of the mistress's legs." Finger. The hostess cried out in pain. Zhao Rongjiang opened the door and held it against the back, leaving only a small gap. The hostess pulled out her finger and left in a hurry. However, after the hostess returned to the bedroom, the more she lay on the bed and thought about it, the more she felt that the future I don’t have the face to see people anymore, and I thought how could I, a widow of a famous family, do such a shameful thing just now? The more I thought about it, the more regretful I became, and I made up my mind to cut off my two fingers with a knife. At that time, blood flowed all over the floor , the hostess fainted from the pain. After waking up, she wrapped her two fingers in lime and kept them to remind herself not to have delusions again."

This story is not the same as the fighting and killing that I have heard in the past. The heroes thought so and listened quietly.

"The next day, Zhao Rongjiang resigned from his job as a private school teacher and returned to his hometown. Several years later, the son of the hostess became a Jinshi. Thinking of his mother's life-long observance, he applied to the authorities for a letter. But it was a coincidence. It was Zhao Rongjiang who was in charge of this matter. Every time the hostess’s son submitted an application, it was rejected. The son was puzzled, and went home to ask his mother why. After hearing this, the mother silently took out a box and said, Zhao Rongjiang saw I knew it. So my son found Zhao Rongjiang suspiciously. Zhao Rongjiang opened the box and saw the two severed fingers, so he knew it, so the approval was quickly approved."

"Wow... so it's a story about a chastity-keeping woman."

The person on the stage said again: "From this incident, we can know that sometimes body parts and internal organs can also play a big role, for example, to make people feel sympathetic and make the opponent mistakenly think that you have been deeply affected. Seriously wounding, causing the enemy to chase in the wrong direction, etc. This is especially important for people who walk in rivers and lakes. But if you don't want to really hurt yourself, what should you do?"

After a pause, he took out severed fingers, severed palms, severed arms one by one from different pockets...: "These highly simulated body parts and internal organs can be of great use. Now come to my In the store, you can enjoy..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone shouted from the audience: "Seller!"

"Get off!"

"Why can anyone come to run for the leader of the martial arts?!"

Then came another pile of tomatoes.

Fortunately, the third beggar who appeared on the stage was highly respected, and finally dragged the chaotic atmosphere back to the right path.

……

——Yan Tongshuo was the last to play.

Different from all the previous ones, Yan Tongshuo only said one sentence: "The Devil's Cult has undergone a change recently. If you are willing to believe, I will do my best. If you don't believe it, I will know everything and say everything."

The atmosphere in the audience immediately became solemn.

The huge room was silent.

The feeling of oppression is like an invisible beast, strangling everyone by the throat.

Demon Cult——

After a while, the Wudang Taoist priest walked forward slowly: "Heroes, each of you should have a piece of paper in your hand, which lists all the candidates. Please draw a name on the name you recognize as the leader of the alliance." Please do not choose multiple people, this will increase the difficulty of counting votes, and all those with more than one circle will be considered invalid. Please consider carefully, this involves the future of the entire martial arts. After a stick of incense, start counting votes."

——The vote-calling is still presided over by Wudang Daoist.

"Yan Tongshuo."

"A beggar among beggars."

"Yan Tongshuo."

"... abstain."

"Yan Tongshuo."

"Choose someone else." Taoist Wudang looked at the things in his hand, as if carefully deciphering the handwriting: "...Huang Xiaoming?"

Priest Wudang looked at Abbot Shaolin: "Who is this?"

Abbot Shaolin said in a deep voice, "I don't know."

"..." Priest Wudang pondered for a moment, "...let's list it."

Then he continued to sing: "Yan Tongshuo."

"A beggar among beggars."

……

——After a while, the result is clear at a glance.

On the white paper hanging on the wall, it is clearly written:

Yan Tongshuo: Right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正策" to be"

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Yan Tongshuo was recognized by almost everyone and was elected with a high number of votes.

It's no wonder, after all, apart from Yan Tongshuo, no one knows anything about the Devil's Cult.

Wudang Daoist said again: "There will be a cultural performance later, please stay for the heroes who are interested. You can also choose to leave, go back to each house, and find each mother."

But no one seemed interested.

A large group of people who were still yelling just now stood up silently and walked out a little stiffly.

Abbot Shaolin and Taoist Wudang came forward to congratulate, and soon followed Yan Tongshuo, Beggar Beggar and several other heroes who were highly respected in the world, as if they wanted to discuss something.