This Wulin conference is destined to be unusual.


    Barthel''s men, they''re really good.


    But there are more powerful people in the Wulin of the Central Plains.


    Barthel watched his men lose one by one, frowning. Did he underestimate the ancients?


    After all of Barthel''s subordinates were defeated, Barthel suddenly gave up his plan to take the stage.


    Because the leader of Wudang came forward and said this.


    "There''s something I want to make clear to you, Barthel. To be a Wulin leader is not to command all the heroes. It''s really influential. But every time the alliance leader makes a big decision, it needs to pass the resolution of our Presbyterian Council. The major events passed by our Presbyterian Council can only be carried out by the alliance leader. Small things, of course, don''t matter. " When the leader of Wudang said this, he tried his best to turn his true Qi and keep his face from turning red. After all, it was the first time he had lied.


    When the leader of Wudang said this, the crowd under the stage was stunned for a moment.


    Is there such a rule? Why don''t they know?


    "Not bad. Barthel, a member of the Presbyterian Church, is all of us here The leader of Kunlun sect also stood up and said in a loud voice.


    The next group of people were even more confused.


    The Presbyterian Church?


    When was it founded? Why hasn''t it been announced?


    "How come I''ve never heard of such a rule?" Barthel asked suspiciously.


    "That''s because you are ignorant." Xu Lang said in a loud voice, "the members of the Presbyterian Council above are all great figures in our Wulin world. They are highly respected and knowledgeable. Naturally, a lot of important things have to be decided by them. "


    Tianmiao looks at Xu Lang and smiles. Xu Lang deserves to be the son of fortune in the world. Look at his intelligence and reaction, he will always be the first.


    "Of course, you foreigners have never heard of the rules of our Central Plains Wulin."


    "That is, do we talk about everything?"


    "Do you still dream of being the leader of Wulin? Good idea. When he becomes the leader of the alliance, the whole world can''t be his talk. "


    ……


    The jeers in the crowd grew louder and louder. Although they didn''t know how to do it, those eyes almost burned Bartel''s group out of the hole. It''s hard for these people to have such a tacit understanding at this moment. They know that the leader of Wudang is a lie, but one speaks like the truth, and they listen like the truth.


    "I have consulted the martial arts of the Central Plains, and it really deserves the reputation." Barthel''s face remained the same in the face of these taunts. He bowed to the people in the stands and said frankly, "we''re willing to bow down. I hope we can have a friendly exchange next time. Goodbye. "


    This remark is neither humble nor overbearing, neither urgent nor slow, and it also gives the greatest affirmation to the martial arts of the Central Plains. Such magnanimous behavior, on the contrary, let those mocking crowd for a time to ban voice.


    Barthel, with his men, saluted the crowd again, and then left with them.


    The crowd watched Barthel and his party''s back disappear before they turned around.


    "This man is a character." Xu Lang squinted slightly and said with emotion.


    "It''s not easy." Shen also nodded.


    "He said so much nonsense. In fact, it is concluded that you, the leader of the Wulin alliance, have no real power. I can''t see it any more. Don''t argue. Goodbye." Tang Fengyue glanced at Xu Lang and Shen''s letter and said coolly.


    "That''s true." Xu Lang couldn''t help laughing. Bater seems to speak and act very openly, but the essence is what Tang Fengyue said. But there should be a lot of people who are still shocked by Barthel''s behavior.


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