arrogant!

So arrogant!

For a time, all the cadres of the Wu League present felt the same hatred and resentment.

Even Tantai Mingyue, who usually did not have a harmonious relationship with Zuo Qingcang, felt that Bi Luo was too arrogant and did not take them seriously.

"Master Zuo, come on!"

"We support you!"

"Don't be looked down upon by outsiders!"

Everyone spoke up one after another to support Zuo Qingcang.

As the person involved, Zuo Qingcang was extremely calm at the moment.

He has entered combat mode.

Anger, resentment, humiliation and other negative emotions were all eliminated by Zuo Qingcang.

There was only one thought in his mind, which was to defeat Bi Luo and win.

Whether it can be done and how much it will cost are not considered by Zuo Qingcang.

If he didn't have the courage to challenge the strong, he wouldn't be where he is today.

Zuo Qingcang slowly opened his posture, and the energy on his body surged.

"Crash!"

The pure inner breath rushed along the meridians and dispersed into the limbs and bones in an instant. The loose training clothes swayed violently, and the tall body swelled as if it was inflated.

In just two or three seconds, Zuo Qingcang turned into a giant with a height of more than two meters and a muscular body. His body was covered with white mist, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

"Whoosh!"

Dazzling lightning burst out from Zuo Qingcang's eyes.

After the transformation was completed, Zuo Qingcang kicked his feet, and without being affected by his body shape at all, he rushed straight towards Biluo. His movements were extremely flexible and his speed was extremely fast.

The distance of seven to eight meters can pass in the blink of an eye.

Zuo Qingcang rushed in front of Bi Luo, the five fingers of his right hand bent into claws, and the nails popped out like sharp files, grabbing the latter's head.

"laugh!"

Fingers and claws break through the air, and the strong wind howls!

Under the infusion of internal energy, Zuo Qingcang's entire right hand turned blue-black, the muscles in the tiger's mouth were tense, and the palm was sunken inward. It contained invincible power and could break gold and jade easily.

Facing Zuo Qingcang's fierce and ruthless grasp, Bi Luo had no idea of ​​fighting head-on.

"The first move."

She uttered a cold voice, then her body swayed slightly, and in a moment, she moved sideways a few feet and landed on another plastic stool.

The texture of these plastic stools is very fragile. Even ordinary people can step on them to pieces, let alone warriors who can move their hands and feet with terrifying strength.

Therefore, the simple arena composed of plastic stools virtually increased the difficulty of the fight between the two and tested their control of strength.

After all, according to the rules of competition in the arena, you have to admit defeat when you land.

Zuo Qingcang listened to the wind to identify his position, and stepped hard with his left foot to stop his forward momentum.

"Zi la!"

The plastic stool under his feet instantly twisted and deformed, making a harsh friction sound with the ground.

"Crack!"

After holding on for less than half a second, the four stool legs broke at the same time.

With this half-second buffer, Zuo Qingcang has completed the change of posture, put the five fingers of his left hand together, turned to Bi Luo and swept away thousands of troops with one strike!

"The second move."

Biluo continued counting.

At the same time, her feet stood firmly on the spot, and her upper body suddenly bent backwards, her whole body bent into a bow, causing Zuo Qingcang's attack to fail.

"The third move!"

Zuo Qingcang suddenly let out a sharp shout, leaped three feet into the air, poured all his inner energy into his arms, and aimed at Biluo with thunderous momentum to attack him!

A flash of cold electricity suddenly flashed in Bi Luo's eyes behind the mask.

In a flash of lightning, Bi Luo put one hand on the plastic stool, returned her body to its original position, then bent her knees and dropped her elbows, rising into the sky toward Zuo Qingcang!

"boom!"

The two plastic stools under Bi Luo's feet instantly turned into powder, and a shallow pit appeared on the ground, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading in all directions.

"Bang!"

With the deafening roar, Zuo Qingcang and Bi Luo finally fought hard.

There were cracks in the window glass around the conference hall, and dust was falling from the ceiling.

This is their first head-to-head confrontation.

It's also the last time.

Although he clearly had the dual advantage of size and height, Zuo Qingcang was still punched away by Bi Luo.

Zuo Qingcang drew a straight line in mid-air and flew backwards.

Just as he was about to hit the wall, Pang Jun suddenly appeared next to him, reaching out to support Zuo Qingcang's body and letting him land smoothly.

Biluo slid a few meters, relying on the majestic inner breath of the Danjin Grandmaster to forcibly dissolve Zuo Qingcang's power, and landed on a plastic stool.

At this point, the outcome has been decided.

Zuo Qingcang's face was pale, with a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, half of his sleeves missing, and his posture was quite embarrassing.

Although they had known that Zuo Qingcang would not win, seeing him lose so easily, everyone could not help but feel powerless and sad.

Perhaps, this is the difference between Grandmaster Huajin and Grandmaster Danjin.

It seems close at hand, but actually it is far away.

You must know that Zuo Qingcang is not an ordinary Huajin master, but a half-step Danjin who has reached the peak of his skills and can break through at any time.

He is not Bi Luo's opponent yet. If it were another person, he would probably lose even more miserably.

"I lost."

Zuo Qingcang lowered his eyes, raised his head after a while, and said in a calm tone: "Miss Biluo has great martial arts skills, I am convinced!"

"Concession."

Bi Luo, who had won a great victory, was uncharacteristically silent and did not utter any words of ridicule.

"Leader, I want to stay in seclusion for a while, please allow me."

Zuo Qingcang cupped his fists at Lin Zhong again.

Lin Zhong avoided answering and just asked: "How is your injury?"

"Thanks to Miss Biluo for showing mercy, my subordinate's injuries are minor."

Zuo Qingcang's words were still straightforward: "Deputy President Mei and Vice President Duan can handle the affairs of the Tianzi Inspection Institute. It will be no problem even if I am not around."

Lin Zhong heard this, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I agree."

"Thank you, leader, for your support."

Zuo Qingcang bowed his hands and looked at Bi Luo again, his eyes no longer as sharp as before, but with a deeper meaning: "Miss Bi Luo, how about we have another fight after I come out of seclusion?"

"Are you sure?"

The mask blocked Bi Luo's expression, so no one knew what she was thinking.

Zuo Qingcang nodded slowly but firmly: "I'm sure!"

"In that case, I promise you."

Bi Luo stood with her hands behind her hands and looked at Zuo Qingcang condescendingly: "Remind me in advance that next time we fight, I will not be as aggressive as this time."

"What I wish for."

Zuo Qingcang grinned and turned to face everyone: "Goodbye, everyone."

After saying this, he walked away without any hesitation.

There was silence in the conference hall.

Lin Zhongduan sat up, his eyes slightly narrowed, observing everyone's expressions.

Except for the deputy leader Pang Jun who was expressionless, the other cadres showed different emotions.

For example, Tantai Mingyue, Xu Feng, and Pei Hong were angry and shocked; for example, Zhang Donglai and Liu Yu, although they tried their best to stay calm, their expressions contained fear.

Only Liang Yu kept staring at Bi Luo's back, holding the Ming Hong Dao with his palm, his muscles tense, his energy ready to move, and his eyes filled with fighting intent.
Chapter completed!