"Thunder God! Thunder God! Thunder God!"

"Thunder God! Thunder God! Thunder God!"

"Thunder God! Thunder God! Thunder God!"

Such a wonderful soul battle made the Taoist people in the hall extremely excited, especially the scene in which Li Zisheng gathered into a sand group and attacked the black snake in the end.

At first, he just called Li Zisheng's nickname to vent his emotions, but in the end he turned into a rhythmic slogan.

This is not because the two brothers of the Tie family usually offend too many people and are disliked by others; nor is it because the young man stood up for his bullied classmates with a noble manner and was loved by everyone.

The classmates in the field admire Li Zisheng so much, it has nothing to do with good or evil, nor does it have close ties. They are just instinctively cheering the winner and worshiping the strong.

Such a scene! Such cheers! Such a fanatic!

The boy couldn't help but get fascinated by it at this moment.

This is the glory that the warrior deserves after victory!

However, Li Zisheng is not an ordinary child after all, and he still retains a hint of clarity in his heart in this situation.

He couldn't help but scan the audience and nodded to his "fans", which made him see his four classmates arguing with Tie Baihu and Tie Baifeng brothers.

The boy naturally walked in to them, and everyone obediently gave him a way.

Li Zisheng walked closer and understood what was going on.

It turns out that Hu Yunhong and Tiejin have a valuable sense of responsibility.

Of course, they were also very excited about Li Zisheng's victory, but they had not forgotten the more than ten square Yuan stones and a leather iron coupon on the ground. Because they thought it was sent to the boy, they naturally took responsibility.

While everyone was cheering at the winner, they ran over and put away the property for the boy, but unexpectedly they just blocked the Tie brothers who wanted to sneak away.

The winner was attracted by everyone's attention, and the loser of course had to leave in shame, not to mention that these two people just owed huge debts to the Thirty-Fang Yuanshi.

The brothers didn't take the two boys seriously. Just when they were about to push them away, Xiao Jiaqi followed them and blocked their way.

Naturally, they did not dare to be harsh on the cousin, so they started a stalemate at the door.

"Why are the two students, I have to leave now? What about the promised bet?" Li Zisheng asked calmly.

Tie Baihu's face flashed with a blue air and he was about to go forward and talk. It was his younger brother Tie Baiqiang. Although his spiritual consciousness was a little shocked, it was not a big deal and his mind was still very clear.

He was good at observing the wind and color and certainly knew that now was not the time to fight with the boy, so he grabbed his brother, a smile appeared on his pale face, and replied with a few laughs: "Student Li must not misunderstand, my brothers are also men of the Iron family, how could he deny the gambling debt?"

The boy also beat him up and said loudly: "Don't blame me, two seniors, I'm so shallow! But these thirty-faced Yuanshi are not a small number of small families like our Li family. Are you clearing your mind now?"

Xiao Jiaqi next to him also said, "Since he is a man from the Tie family who promises a lot of money, please pay Yuanshi and pay the gambling debt."

At this time, a beautiful female voice suddenly came from the crowd behind, but the tone was extremely fierce: "Fu Yuanshi! Pay back the gambling debt!"

It was Liu Wuxia's voice. Li Zisheng turned to look at her in a little surprised, but saw that Liu in the crowd spitting out a lilac tongue and making a face.

The boy also wrinkled his nose at her, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

This sentence immediately led the cute little monkeys who were transformed by Li Zisheng's slutty female Taoists, and they also shouted: "Fu Yuanshi! Pay back the gambling debt!"

The atmosphere in this hall has not yet calmed down after it was ignited. Some Daosheng, who was a little confused, shouted after all but didn't understand the meaning; of course, there are also those onlookers who are not troublesome to watch the fun.

This time, the slogan "Thunder God!" was just replaced by "Fu Yuanshi! Pay the gambling debt!", and the audience shouted again.

As the saying goes, thousands of people will end up without success; the mouths of the people will melt gold, and the bones will be destroyed.

Although Tie Baihu is as fierce as a tiger and Tie Baihu is as cunning as a fox, their faces are also so scared that their faces are pale in the face of the overwhelming debt collection.

These two people are more mature than other teenagers, but after all, they are just children who are not as old as hair.

In the end, Li Zisheng turned his body over, clasped his fists and saluted, and then spread his hands to make a few downward movements. With his "prestige" at this moment, he easily stopped the voices of the Taoist people.

He turned back and asked with a smile on the winner: "What are the two seniors, what do you mean?"

The two brothers had to take out all the Yuan stones in the bag around their waists, only the pitiful three parties and a few iron coupons with a denomination of thousands of yuan.

"Student Li, we have that many. We can only owe the rest first and pay it back to you later."

"Now there is no Yuanshi?!" Li Zisheng frowned at the three-sided Yuanshi and said in surprise.

"Yes, we have no Yuanshi now!" Tie Baihu spread his hands and said angrily.

"Hahaha……"

The boy laughed happily, and the laughter made the Tie brothers involuntarily fight a cold war.

When the laughter stopped, Li Zisheng had changed his face...

The expression on that little face was very "sincerity" and extremely "passionate". He said cheerfully: "Two seniors Tie, is it fate that we go to Tieshan College to study together? I, Li Zisheng, love to make friends the most, so you don't have to make things difficult, let alone... worry!"

Li Zi raised his sleeve and waved his sleeves and said magnanimously: "Is this Yuanshi?... Let me tell you two about the lending rules of my Yishuntang!"

"Bang!"

A white and tender, very well-maintained hand slapped the table made of rosewood, and under this huge force, the precious rosewood table was smashed into a pile of wood chips.

"Which bullshit was written by a timid person? Which one of the Pioneer newspapers was done by a ulterior motive?"

The owner of this palm, President Cheng Jiazhu, roared with a blue face. What he held tightly in his other hand was the "Pioneer" published by Li Zisheng's exclusive secret.

On the second day of the fighting spirit, the rest day of the tenth day of the February 10th, the boy's newspaper finally began to be published.

In the first release, Li Zisheng adopted a free marketing method. Moreover, he printed 3,000 copies in one breath, and naturally there would be newspapers flowing into the hands of the President of Jingnan Grain Huicheng University.

"This newspaper is said to be run by Yishuntang of Li's family." The guest who brought him the newspaper replied.

"It's this Li family again!" President Cheng Da said gritting his teeth.

"Uncle Cheng doesn't have to be angry, then the Li family is just a clown. They can become... powder in their hands." The speaker looked only twenty-five or six years old, but he was calm and had no breath of fireworks when speaking.

He looked at the table that became powder quietly, changed his subject and continued, "It's the Tie family's actions that made our sect very passive. It was originally my father who took the lead in the back and my uncle was in the front. Now that things are done, how should we end? My father also wants to give his colleagues and in the Thirteenth Fortress of Jingnan..." He pointed at the sky with his finger, "Isn't it an explanation?"

After hearing this, Cheng Jiazhu's well-maintained face showed a terrified expression. He was so scared that he even shook his beard and said tremblingly: "Liu, Liu, Senior Nephew Liu... I, I, I... This, this, this is not my fault!"

The nephew Liu smiled slightly and said with a gentle voice: "Haha, uncle Cheng, don't misunderstand. Issuing iron vouchers is the arbitrary behavior of the Heavenly Vessel Sect. This failure is not because we are not doing well, but because of "not informed."

He pointed to the Pioneer Newspaper in the hands of President Cheng and said, "The articles on this are interesting. They are much more informative than those of Mr. Master. Do you think so? Hahaha..."

The laughter of Mr. Liu became more and more gloomy, and President Cheng Da's face became more and more paler with the laughter. In the end, he was simply dissatisfied, just like the starving people who had frozen to death a few days ago.

He smiled for a while and suddenly stopped, and continued to "comfort" and almost collapsed in the seat. He said, "Uncle Cheng, if my father really sees blame, then today will not be the younger nephew but the elder of the execution hall. Is the younger nephew here? Is it just for my father to listen to the next arrangements of my uncle."

This finally gave Uncle Cheng a reassurance. He cheered up his spirits, straightened his body, and his face showed a living expression. He said gratefully: "Thank you for your advice." Then he didn't care about the superiority and inferiority, and stood up excitedly, came to Master Liu, took out a treasure bag from his sleeve and stuffed it into his hand, "This is the uncle's little intention, and the nephew must take it away!"

His nephew was not polite at all and did not refuse. After feeling the shape, weight and texture of the gift with his hands, the smile on his face became more enthusiastic, and he naturally put the tip into his arms.

When Cheng Jiazhu saw that Liu Lishen, the leader of the Hengyang Sect, accepted the gift he had carefully prepared, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Liu Lishen, the leader of the Hengyang Sect, the most beloved son of Liu Guanshan, accepted the gift he had carefully prepared.

He wanted to take the teacup and drink a sip of water to suppress his shock. Fang raised his hand and remembered that the teacup was smashed to pieces with the table, so he could only withdraw his hand unnaturally.

President Chengda had to moisturize his dry throat with saliva, and then said seriously: "My next step plan is still all here... "

After hearing this, Liu Lishen nodded and said, "No wonder my father said that Uncle Master was always steadfast and could be a big responsibility. He was not wrong at all. Let's do this first. In the Yangzhou area... Uncle Master, please keep in touch. The specific decision depends on..." He pointed at the sky with his hand.

The envoy of Hengyang Sect touched the treasure bag in his arms with his hands. After thinking about it, he decided to give the uncle a face, so he spoke, "It's so inconvenient for the uncle to take action now, so the nephew will vent his anger. The group of sages raised by our sect have a stronghold near Lishan. They have been fiddling there for a long time, and it's time to do something for our sect."

He smiled gently and said without taking it seriously: "My nephew will instruct them to do something in Lishan for the uncle to see. Who else dares to offend his uncle's power when I see it?"

Although President Cheng Jiazhu was cruel in the business war and ignored the life and death of others, he was essentially a businessman. He hesitated and said: "This is not good, it will cause storms in the city... not only will it not help our major events but will also have obstacles."

"Everything is decided by the uncle."
Chapter completed!