Everyone upstairs and downstairs were whispering to each other, showing doubts.
There has never been such a name in the Heroes Association. Even if there is, no one has heard of it. How can an unknown person be the president?
Guo Hong frowned: "Isn't this Mr. Deng Boli a member of our Heroes Association?"
Ma Yixiang said: "It wasn't before, but it is now. Just yesterday, Mr. Deng Boli officially joined our Heroes Association. Because of his high strength, I made an exception and applied to hire him as the honorary president of our Heroes Association. The Elders Council has approved it."
Guo Hong suddenly turned to look at the elders.
Including Pang Xianglong, there are seven elders in total, all of whom have stayed behind after working hard these years.
Two of the elders looked angry, obviously they had just learned about this.
The other four looked calm.
The president has great power, but the elders can restrict the president.
Even the president could not overrule the resolution they passed.
Guo Hong came to his senses in a hurry and said: "No matter how strong Mr. Deng Boli is, it is already too late now. You should mention it when the Elders Council is discussing candidates."
Everyone nodded.
The elders will discuss the list of candidates and then give it to everyone to vote by a show of hands. This is a consistent process.
If anyone could jump in line halfway, would this hero still be there?
Ma Yixiang smiled proudly: "According to the rules, the Heroes Conference will be held after the new year. Isn't it earlier now? Rules are meant to be broken."
"President Ma is right."
People from his faction shouted.
Guo Hong was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, and he didn't know how to deal with it.
Ma Yixiang shouted: "Those who support Mr. Deng Boli please raise your hands."
Wow!
Many people raised their hands, more than those supporting Pang Xianglong.
There are even two elders and several vice presidents among them.
Pang Xianglong's face immediately darkened.
"Damn it."
Pang Qingsong clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could go down and punch Ma Yixiang to death.
Ma Yixiang pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, there are as many people as those who support Pang Zong. What should we do?"
"That goes without saying. The responsibility of the president is not only to coordinate conflicts and disputes among members and lead everyone to resist the attacks of major gangs, but also to help members when they are in danger. Whoever is stronger can be the president."
A vice president said loudly.
"That's right. The president of our Heroes Association has always been a strong person. If Pang Zong can defeat that Deng Boli, we will support him, otherwise, we will support Mr. Deng Boli."
Some people were making noise and shouting.
"Joust, joust."
People who originally supported Pang Xianglong were also hesitant.
Guo Hong looked back at Pang Xianglong, who nodded towards him.
Guo Hong immediately said loudly: "Okay. Since everyone supports the competition, let's invite Mr. Deng Boli to come."
Ma Yixiang showed a proud smile and shouted loudly: "Mr. Templeton please."
"woo woo woo woo……"
A burst of ghostly laughter came from outside.
There was a buzzing sound as if there were a lot of people moving around.
In the black mist, a group of skeletons carrying a bone throne slowly flew over.
These white bones and skulls seem both virtual and real, ethereal and uncertain.
Sitting on the Throne of Bones was a man whose whole body was shrouded in black robes whose face could not be seen clearly. He held a crystal skull in his left hand.
Everyone was immediately stunned by this stunning appearance.
Where have they ever seen such a mythical scene?
"The realm of gods, this is the realm of gods."
Everyone exclaimed.
Pang Xianglong looked ugly.
This Deng Boli must have reached the divine realm long ago and cultivated beyond the realm, so that such a scene could occur.
And he had just been promoted, and he hadn't even touched the edge of the field yet.
The two are not the same weight class at all.
"Dear Mr. Temple."
Ma Yixiang was very respectful: "We have reached an agreement that if you want to be the president, you must defeat Mr. Pang Xianglong."
"Just a new divine realm."
Deng Boli glanced at Pang Xianglong with great disdain.
"Forget it, since you want to take action, I'll give you a chance. If you can force me to stand up, you win."
Templeton said.
Wow...
There was an uproar below.
This person is too arrogant.
Those who supported Pang Xianglong cursed loudly.
They believed that both of them were in the divine realm, so even if there was a gap, it wouldn't be big, and Pang Xianglong would not necessarily lose.
"Humph, Mr. Deng is powerful and qualified to say such things."
Those who supported Dumbledore retorted.
"Who can't tell lies? It still depends on the skill of the hands."
The two sides began to argue.
Pang Xianglong took a deep breath and stood up slowly.
The hall immediately became quiet.
"It has been decades since our Heroes Association was established. I was bullied at the beginning and have never given in. Now I cannot bow my head. If you want the position of president, you can get it based on your ability."
Pang Xianglong's body shook, and the table in front of him exploded.
Qi energy traveled around, forming a scene of a dragon and a tiger outside his body.
If it were a fair fight, he would definitely not be Dumbledore's opponent.
And as long as he is forced to get up from his seat, he thinks he can do it.
The people below dispersed and vacated the venue.
Pang Xianglong rose slowly and was level with Deng Boli.
"Hahaha, I have heard for a long time that the Dragon Subduing Sect of the Heroes Association is very powerful. When I saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved. However, your promotion to the divine realm has already exceeded your potential, and there is no possibility of progress in the future. Why don't you trust me and give you the magic potion, so that you can
You're on a higher level."
Templeton laughed.
Pang Xianglong sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, Dragon Subduing Fist!"
Pang Xianglong roared and punched out.
A long golden dragon roared and flew out from his fist, and rushed towards Wang Teng with its teeth and claws.
"good."
Everyone shouted loudly.
This punch has full light and shadow effects.
If it hadn't been typed in front of everyone, everyone would have thought it was computer special effects.
Pang Qingsong screamed the loudest.
Suddenly a god appeared and competed with his grandfather for the position of president, which made him very angry.
He has long regarded the position of president as his own.
When Pang Xianglong abdicates, he will take over.
Now, someone actually dares to rob it.
"Beat him to death and let him know that our Heroes Association is not a place for him to run wild." Pang Qingsong shouted loudly.
Pang Qingsong's voice was louder than everyone else combined.
Guo Jiayin said nervously: "If he dares to cause trouble, he must be very strong."
Pang Qingsong said disdainfully: "No one is stronger than my grandfather."
Pang Qingsong was full of confidence in Pang Xianglong.
In fact, I don't blame him. After all, he has low strength and shallow vision, and has no idea what a real strong person is like.
Yang Yifei shook his head slightly.
Compared with before, Pang Xianglong has indeed made great progress.
Although the previous Dragon Subduing Fist was powerful and majestic, it was just an outward expression of internal energy.
But now, the inner strength and the power of heaven and earth have been combined together, and the power is not even the slightest bit more powerful.
However, it was not enough to force Dumbledore to stand up.
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