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Chapter six hundred and thirty first each has a ghost

“You mean…”

Gao Qiao looked at Nie Jiuchong thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Nie Jiuchong smiled loudly.

"Haha, I want to see who dares to rebel from the Martial Arts Association. At that time, I will take action to clean up several of the fence-leaders with relatively powerful forces to serve as a warning to others!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Qiao couldn't help but feel cold on his back!

Lord Nie is famous for his cruelty and violence. If he wants to punish the traitor, it will inevitably be a bloody storm. At that time, many people will probably suffer.

But then again, although such methods are cruel, the effect is indeed the best.

This also allows those guys who are still waiting and watching to carefully consider whether they can withstand the thunderous means of Lord Nie!

As soon as he thought of this, Gao Qiao smiled sly and reminded Nie Jiuchong.

"Master of the Arena, after the game ended yesterday, Beiyang took the lead in making a statement that he would join the Wu League and become a vassal. You might as well take action against them."

After hearing this, Nie Jiu smiled and said, "I have heard that Beiyang is becoming increasingly dissatisfied with the management of the Martial Arts Association. It is time to hit it this time. Qin Zhenhuan's heavy rain pear gun has always been famous, so I'll go and ask for advice!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the door, and his aura burst out all over his body.

At the same time, in the Central Plains Martial Arts Association.

"White Tiger Envoy" Haitang was standing in front of a person at this time, reporting on what happened in the game yesterday.

After listening to it, the face of the altar master Qiu Zhan looked a little ugly.

After all, Lei Yang is within his governance scope, and there is such a big mess at the moment. Nie Jiuchong may have to participate in his book again.

As soon as he thought of this, he asked Haitang beside him: "What do you think I should do?"

Haitang only answered four words.

"Watch it happens!"

"Watch the changes?" Qiu Zhan was stunned, his face full of confusion.

Looking at the puzzlement on the face of the owner of the altar, Haitang nodded expressionlessly.

"We can only choose to wait and see. Xiao Shun's strength in the competition before was the same as the master of the throne. None of us knows whether he still has hidden strength. If he just attacks rashly, he will definitely pay a heavy price."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Zhan couldn't help but sigh: "It's really sensational to have such cultivation at such a young age!"

"This son's achievements in the future are limitless. If it weren't for Nie Jiuchong, he would have been able to become a powerful arm of the Central Plains Martial Arts Association in the future, and the dispute between our Central Plains and Southeast Martial Arts Association would not have become so unbalanced." Haitang said helplessly.

Qiu Zhan smiled bitterly.

"It's too late to say all this now. If I had known it earlier, I might have taken action to protect Xiao Shun's position as the head of the hall!"

Qiu Zhan couldn't help feeling very sorry for missing a hopeless help.

However, these are irreversible. What he needs to consider now is how to deal with the problems that have already occurred in the "Yingjie Cup".

The conflict between Xiao Shun and Wu Xie has now risen to an irrelevant level.

Both sides will inevitably be like water and fire in the future.

Just as he was thinking about his countermeasures, Haitang brought the topic back on track.

"The Southeast Martial Arts Association is now mostly waiting for the battle between the Central Plains Martial Arts Association and the New Martial Arts Association, while they are taking advantage of the benefits to embezzle the resources of our Central Plains Martial Arts Association!"

As a leader, Qiu Zhan didn’t know what Nie Jiuzhong was thinking.

So he asked Haitang next to him: "What do you mean?"

Haitang pondered for a while, and had already made up his mind and told him the plan.

"It's very simple. Since Nie Jiuchong wants to have a yellow bird behind us, we must not easily fall into the trap. The master of the arena might as well ask Nie Jiuchong for support in advance on the grounds of limited strength. Recently, there has been an imbalance in strength between the Central Plains and the Southeast Martial Arts Association, so it's understandable that you request help!"

"This is a way, just do what you said!"

Qiu Zhan smiled faintly and adopted Haitang's opinion.

The development within the Wushu Association has become increasingly uneven recently.

At the beginning, this change was within acceptable range, but with the development of time, the Southeast Martial Arts Association represented by Nie Jiuchong became increasingly severe.

Relying on the numerous warriors in the southeast and his own strength, he frantically plundered the resources allocation of the Central Plains Martial Arts Association.

As the leader of the Central Plains Martial Arts Association, Qiu Zhan was also angry about this, but he could not change the status quo at all.

He is as strong as Nie Jiuzhong, but the subordinates under him are a little unsatisfied.

Except for Haitang who can compete with Gu Baiyi, there is no more candidates who are equally matched.

Therefore, although the two altar masters were harmonious on the surface, they were already dissatisfied with each other in secret, and they were just restraining themselves.

At the same time, Xiao Shun was already busy preparing tonight's "Wu League" establishment party on the spot.

As he said yesterday, the location of the oath-taking ceremony today is still at the place where the "Yingjie Cup" competition was held.

However, at noon, the venue was already well-built.

"Master, do you think this will be a bit too arrogant?"

Yang Tiancai walked to Xiao Shun and suddenly asked.

"Why did you ask that?" Xiao Shun smiled.

Yang Tiancai glanced at Xiao Shun with some concern.

"Isn't that true? You were just here yesterday and you were going to hold the Martial Arts League establishment ceremony here again today. This is clearly about going to go with the big men of the Martial Arts Association!"

In his opinion, Master Xiao Shun's actions were really irrational, and it also meant that he would sprinkle salt on the wounds of the Wu Xie.

You should know that the Martial Alliance is just in its early stages of establishment. If you really want to deepen conflicts with the Martial Alliance, the behemoth, you will inevitably be unable to survive in the cracks.

This is an incomprehensible behavior for Yang Tiancai, who advocates that "despicable development is the kingly way."

Xiao Shun also knew what his apprentice was thinking, so he reached out and patted the other person on the shoulder.

"I know what you're worried about."

Upon hearing this, Yang Tiancai looked at him in confusion: "Then you still..."

"It is true that the martial arts association is powerful, but their strength is only on the surface. I used to think that the hall master knew the problem there. I dare say that now the Southeast and the Central Plains martial arts associations have begun to intrigue against my problems!"

Xiao Shun said confidently, very confident in his guess.

This is also the reason why he dared to announce the establishment of the New Martial Alliance to the world the day after the "Yingjie Cup" ended.
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