Meng Lang looked at the battle situation on the ring and nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, according to reality, Zhang Chulan's combat effectiveness is still worse than Zhang Lingyu. The reason why he can fight like this is entirely because Yang Wu Lei suppresses Yin Wu Lei too seriously.

Both are the foundation of Longhu Mountain’s unique skills, the destructive power of the water and thunder mastered by Zhang Lingyu is actually not outstanding.

The power of it is that once it hits, it will inject the biting cold and cold true qi into the enemy's body, forming a negative state similar to a curse.

However, the Jianggong Lei learned by Zhang Chulan and the simplified version of the Sacred Heart Art are just immune to these negative states.

If a set of Yin Five Thunder Methods falls on Zhang Chulan, the damage caused by at least two folds, while the Yang Five Thunder falls on Zhang Lingyu, the damage doubled effect is a perfect result.

Unlike the original work, after this wave of endurance was deliberately strengthened, Zhang Chulan did not choose to fight his ultimate move, but instead drove the Thunder members who doubled their recharges to fight against opponents.

After looking at the elder apprentice who was getting braver the more he fought, and then looking at Zhang Lingyu, who was already dissatisfied with an empty face opposite him, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Meng's mouth.

Finally, with Zhang Lingyu's mistake almost losing his strength, Zhang Chulan seized the opportunity to hit his opponent's shoulder hole with a punch.

With a thud, Zhang Lingyu fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"The competition is over, the winner Zhang Chulan!"

As the voice of referee Hu Yifei fell, the official schedule of the Songshan Conference came to an end. The audience and the non-existent also expressed their own voice or silent feelings:

Meng Lang: Oh, this is the voice of the new brother’s account!

Zhuge Dali: "Level 1 vigilance, Meng Lang and Ren Fei have 30 minutes to arrive at the battlefield!"

Feng Baobao: "Miaomei, two tables are not enough."

Feng Xingtong: "Senior brother is so awesome, I have to work hard too!"

Feng Zhenghao: Meng Lang’s wings have been completed, so let Xingtong deal with him for the time being.

Tian Jinzhong: "Senior brother, Ling Yu actually lost. How much is the grandson of the Big Eared Thief?"

Master Tian: "If Lingyu is not a top name, she will not get the bonus. Whether the four martial arts are taken or not, it will be very troublesome. I have to call him!"

Chen Meijia: "Wanyu, the situation now means that the game is over, and Ziqiao and the others will be able to have a holiday soon, right?"

Lin Wanyu: "This is not sure. There is still an exhibition match tomorrow, and Ziqiao and Zhan Bo may play."

Wang Ai: Binger, wait a little longer, grandpa will soon find a way to avenge you!

Chen Jinkui: There are no warlocks in this conference, and it is likely that no one will get it from a long-term plan.

Lu Linglong: "Grandpa, grandpa! Have you seen it? The little brat is very capable!"

Lu Jin: "Oh, don't shake it! Don't shake it! The old man is not as bright as his eyes yet. This kid has good skills, but he is very good at character! Let's talk about it later."

Just as everyone's attention gradually shifted from the field to other places, the scene that happened on the ring attracted again

Everyone's eyes.

After winning, Zhang Chulan was stunned for a long time, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly ran towards a broadcast camera while untiing her clothes.

All the audience, including Meng Lang, looked at his movements without understanding. Even Zeng Xiaoxian and Lu Ziqiao, who had already walked onto the rostrum, forgot to take the lead.

When he came to the camera lens, he saw that Zhang Chulan seemed to want to say something. Xiao Hei, the backstage who was responsible for switching the lens, also gave him the real-time image on the big screen with great confidence.

However, the next second.

When Zhang Chulan finally took off her coat and shirt, the last close-fitting vest with handwriting on her chest made everyone laugh and cry:

Meng Lang was also confused. When he saw the words on the big screen, a mouthful of old blood was swelling and it didn't spew it out.

How come I tried hard to hold such a grand event, but it turned out to be a stage for advertising for their Zhang family?

Boy, tell you, no one has ever taken advantage of me. If I, Meng, is kind to me, can be bullied if I am good to others?

Mr. Lu Shuren once said: "Although the flower-planting nation loves peace very much, as long as you dare to mess with me from a small piece of the Yellow River Basin to a rooster that is so big now, do you think it's a phone bill to give me?"

After taking it out from behind and recording the numerous crimes committed by the uncle and nephew of the Zhang family, Meng Lang put away his sharp eyes as sharp as a knife, looked up and slowly looked towards the hosting station.

A few seconds later, several dozen people on the rostrum suddenly saw Meng Lang's figure disappearing like a bubble. When he looked left and right, he realized that he had appeared on the host stage far away from the diagonal.

Taking the microphone from Lu Ziqiao, Meng Lang's face was filled with his usual elegant and easy-going smile, which made people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze.

"Hello everyone, the official competition session of this conference has ended. Let's get straight to the topic and enter the exciting reward distribution session together!

Let me make a statement here that after I fully exchanged opinions with all the seniors of the Ten, based on the principle of fairness and justice, we unanimously agreed to finalize this ranking."

As he said that, Meng Lang handed Zeng Xiaoxian a piece of information, and the latter understood and took it and started a professional broadcast.

"Please invite Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu, Lu Lin, Daniel Radcliff and Zhu Ce who have won the top five of this conference to come to host Taiwan to receive the award!"

After a while, five people with different moods came to Menglang near.

"Everyone, since Mr. Meng has already set the conference prize list before the game, he will naturally not go back on his word.

Come and get it one by one!”

then.

Zhang Chulan smiled and picked out a ton of props gold.

Zhang Lingyu followed his master's instructions on the phone and silently put away one.

Then, Lu Lin picked it away.

Then, Daniel picked the book away from Zhuce's pitiful eyes.

When it was Zhu Ce's turn, this newly promoted Wu Lei, the martial arts master, was holding in his hand that could make all the warlocks in the world crazy, and he was in tears.

:The third update

Bow off the stage
Chapter completed!