Deng Boli already has a domain. As long as his domain is released, it will not be difficult to defeat Pang Xianglong.
But now, he doesn't use the field anymore.
Yang Yifei released his spiritual consciousness, and with a quick scan, he understood what Deng Boli was up to.
He actually set up a magic circle underground and is activating it with his own domain.
This is to leave Pang Xianglong behind completely.
"President Ma, the person you are looking for is not very good."
Guo Hong mocked.
Ma Yixiang said calmly: "President Guo, don't worry, it's not over yet."
He wasn't worried at all.
Originally, he gave up the idea of competing for the president after learning that Pang Xianglong had reached the divine realm, but he did not expect that Deng Boli came to him and showed him the power of the divine realm.
The two agreed that after Deng Boli became the president, he would stay behind the scenes and let Ma Yixiang be the president in front of the stage.
Ma Yixiang agreed without any need to think about it.
For him, this is something that doesn't need to be considered at all.
They all have to obey the orders of others, but one can still play off the prestige of the president, while the other can only look to others to benefit. Even fools know how to choose.
As for Dumbledore's intentions, what does it have to do with him?
At this time, some martial arts experts also saw that something was wrong.
Although Pang Xianglong had the upper hand, there was nothing he could do against Deng Boli. As long as he was exhausted, Deng Boli would turn from defense to offense.
And looking at Dumbledore's appearance, he was obviously preparing an incredible magic.
Pang Xianglong fought faster and faster, and the sky was filled with golden fist marks.
At this time, he was also riding a tiger and couldn't get off. Although he didn't know what Deng Boli was doing, he had an ominous premonition that if he didn't defeat Deng Boli as soon as possible, he would definitely lose.
"Damn it, if I had Yang Zong's skills, I would slap you into a meat pie."
Pang Xianglong was secretly angry.
The crystal skull was not only extremely strong, but the fireworks and sand it exhaled enveloped the whole place, and continuous ghostly screams could be heard in everyone's ears.
"This can't go on like this."
Pang Xianglong made up his mind, stood on the spot, and slowly moved his hands.
"Deng Boli, follow my move and subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger!"
Pang Xianglong shouted loudly and finally used his own method to suppress the situation.
The golden dragon and white tiger suddenly penetrated into his body, and his whole body instantly swelled to more than three meters in height. His muscles were tangled, his eyes were wide open, like a king descending from the earth, and his fist was like a big sandbag.
He condensed the power of heaven and earth he could mobilize into a punch, and slammed it into Deng Boli.
Groan!
Roar!
A dragon roar and a tiger roar sounded at the same time, and everyone saw Pang Xianglong stepping on a white tiger and holding a golden dragon in his hand, rushing towards Deng Boli.
Everyone held their breath and watched nervously.
Who wins and who loses depends on this punch.
"Let's finish it."
Templeton finally prepared his magic circle.
He waved his hand, and bone piles sprang out from the ground one by one, forming a magic array, and Pang Xianglong happened to be in the array.
boom!
Pang Xianglong punched the magic circle fiercely, and the magic circle did not move.
"Magic circle!"
Pang Xianglong was shocked.
"You actually set up a magic circle at the core of our Heroes Association in advance. Traitor, Ma Yixiang, you traitor."
Pang Xianglong cursed.
He was trapped in the magic circle and already knew that he could not escape even if he tried his best.
Ma Yixiang chuckled: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. What does Pang Zong mean by saying this now?"
Pang Qingsong was shocked and angry, and said loudly: "Fellow elders and presidents, Ma Yixiang colluded with outsiders to attack our own people, you must step forward and make the decision."
No one answered.
Even Guo Hong didn't dare to say a word.
Templeton is in the realm of gods.
Pang Xianglong, the only one who could compete with him, was trapped, and no one in the entire Heroes Association was his opponent.
"My God, this Mr. Deng is so powerful."
Zou Wenping said loudly.
Ma Yixiang's distant nephew said proudly: "Of course. He is a master that my uncle hired with great difficulty."
"Everyone, do what you just said still count?"
Ma Yixiang asked loudly.
Several elders and vice presidents looked at each other, and one of the elders said: "Since Mr. Deng has won, and President Ma is the guarantee, I declare that Mr. Deng..."
"Wait a minute."
Another senator suddenly exclaimed: "I remembered, your name is not Templeton, you are the undead monarch Hector. You are not Chinese, you are British."
Wow...
Everyone was in an uproar.
The Heroes Association was originally established because the Chinese were bullied abroad and had no choice but to stick together for warmth.
The purpose of the Heroes Association is to unite compatriots and resist foreign enemies.
Not to mention a foreigner being appointed as the president, there is no foreigner even at the top.
Although many foreigners are now members of the Heroes Association, the top management is still firmly in the hands of the Chinese.
Now, Ma Yixiang actually elected a foreigner as the president, which immediately caused an uproar.
"I don't agree with him being the president."
"I don't agree either."
"be opposed to."
"Strongly opposed."
For a time, most people expressed their opposition.
They are very simple, internal competition is fine, and whoever loses can only blame themselves for their own incompetence.
But they were not happy to have an outsider come in as president, and a foreigner at that.
"How can he, a foreigner, be the president of our Heroes Association? If things continue like this, will this Heroes Association still be our Chinese Heroes Association?"
Pang Qingsong took the opportunity and said loudly.
"That's right. The purpose of our Heroes Association is to unite compatriots and jointly defend against foreign enemies. Wouldn't it be ridiculous for a foreigner to compete for our president now? How can he be worthy of the seniors who fought to the death for the establishment of the association?"
Others were also dissatisfied.
"It's no wonder that heroes still cannot develop in this age."
Ma Yixiang said loudly: "The trend of the world now is common development and common progress. Even countries are cooperating, let alone us individuals. Now, no more than before, a demigod can take over. The Dracula family can bring out more than a dozen gods.
Come on, without the support of real masters, how far can our Heroes Association go? I'm afraid it won't be long before we are destroyed."
"Mr. Hector was originally going to join the Blades. I worked so hard to get him, but you still want to push it out. It's so disappointing."
Everyone fell silent.
Everyone knows that Ma Yixiang is quibbling, but many people think he is right.
Without a real master in charge, the hero will be wiped out by other gangs sooner or later.
Among other things, the Blade Club is the sworn enemy of the Heroes Club. The two often have disputes in casinos, dance halls and other places. If Hector joins them, the Heroes Club will be unlucky.
However, they can't get over the hurdle in their hearts.
"Anyone who disagrees will die."
Hector sneered.
The whole hall suddenly fell silent.
"What he said is correct."
Someone suddenly whispered.
"Yes, yes. What age is it? Still clinging to those old traditions, we can no longer keep up with the times."
Some people whispered in agreement.
Ma Yixiang smiled.
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