Swish, brush, brush!

For a time, thousands of eyes were looking in one direction at the same time.

The leader was clearly Qin Nanqi, and on his left and right were the fat Zhu Bufan and Chu Meng.

"Senior Brother Qin is here. It is said that Senior Brother Qin did not betray the sect at all. Everything was framed by the Demon Alliance and the sect leader's wife."

"That is natural. Now that Senior Brother Qin has returned, it is a return that everyone has expected. Today's Ming Mirror Sect is no longer as brave as it was in the past. It needs Senior Brother Qin's leadership to rise rapidly."

"I'm afraid that after today, we should call him Sect Leader Qin."

"Hey, Senior Brother Qin has ascended to the position of sect leader at the age of seventeen. He is a role model for our generation."

The disciples of the Mingjing Sect were talking a lot.

To the left and right of the crowd, there were also the head of the Li family, the second elder, and others. They were all here today to witness this moment.

Originally, the head of the Li family had just recovered from a serious injury and only woke up yesterday. Everyone disagreed with him coming here and wanted him to recuperate at home.

However, the head of the Li family still insisted on coming, which can be said to have given him enough face.

Under everyone's gaze, Qin Nanqi led the little fat man all the way to the high platform.

His gaze was like a sword, and the momentum of the Unity Realm was released, sweeping across the entire martial arts arena.

The originally noisy martial arts arena suddenly became quiet, and everyone felt this suffocating pressure. If Qin Nanqi had not deliberately controlled it, even these disciples would not be able to withstand it.

"Everyone is asked to come to the martial arts arena today. I think you all know why. I won't bother you here."

Qin Nanqi glanced at the crowd and his voice sounded like thunder.

"The Ming Mirror Sect is the largest sect in Maple Leaf City. It was once extremely prosperous. However, since the Demon Alliance invaded the Ming Mirror Sect, the sect fell into dire straits and fell into pieces.

Now, I have avenged my master, wiped out the demon alliance, and integrated the sect, but the sect cannot be leaderless for a day.

Today, I will follow my master’s will and assume the position of the leader of the Mingjing Sect!”

Qin Nanqi's voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word he spoke was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

The entire martial arts arena was silent. No one stood up to refute and could not refute.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the entire martial arts arena instantly boiled and shouted in unison.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

Qin Nanqi took charge of the sect with the fourth level of cultivation in the Unity Realm, and everyone was convinced.

"good."

Qin Nanqi waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

Then he pulled the little fat man in front of him. The little fat man's body was trembling slightly. He knew what kind of pressure he would face next.

He gritted his teeth and tried to calm himself down.

Everyone looked at the little fat man, wondering why.

"From today on, Zhu Bufan is the deputy sect leader of this sect. When I am away, he will be treated as if he is seeing me. All matters in the sect, big or small, must be decided by the deputy sect leader before they can be implemented."

Qin Nanqi said loudly.

"What, Zhu Bufan serves as deputy sect leader?"

"Hmph, he is just a third-generation disciple of the second level of Pulse Refining Realm. Why!"

"If he, Zhu Bufan, can serve as deputy sect leader, then can I, Zhao Heng, also serve as deputy sect leader?"

"Senior Brother Qin is in charge of the position of sect leader because of the public's expectation. In terms of achievements, cultivation, and knowledge, he, Zhu Bufan, is not as good as us. He is not worthy of being the deputy sect leader."

Everyone was talking a lot and they were all very unhappy.

Especially the disciples headed by Zhao Heng were even more dissatisfied. In this world, martial arts was respected after all, and they were naturally unwilling to surrender to someone who was inferior to themselves.

When the little fat man heard what everyone said, he clenched his fists tightly, his face turned red, but he couldn't say a word.

Qin Nanqi smiled and patted his shoulder, signaling him to relax. He had expected this situation.

"Since you are not convinced, then I will give you a chance. Among the three generations of disciples, whoever can defeat Zhu Bufan can replace him and serve as deputy sect leader!"

As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused a shocking wave, and countless people were ready to take his place.

Qin Nanqi's words can be said to have pushed the matter to its peak.

The little fat man looked at Qin Nanqi, but listened to him.

"I believe in you. Even if there is no battle today, you will use your own strength to defeat the heroes in the future. Use what I teach you and show it without sparing any effort."

Qin Nanqi is right. Even if he suppresses everyone with force today, he will not be able to suppress them forever.

"Brother Qi, I will try my best!"

The little fat man clenched his fists and walked towards the bottom of the martial arts arena.

"Zhu Bufan, let me meet you and see if you are qualified!"

Among the crowd, a young man walked out.

His name is Zhao Heng, and he is the most powerful among the three remaining disciples of the Ming Mirror Sect.

"Let's take action."

Zhu Bufan took a deep breath and looked solemnly.

"Watch the move! Tiger Palm!"

Zhao Heng went all out when he took action, bursting into the fifth level of Pulse Refining Realm, and directly used the Ming Mirror Sect's yellow-level middle palm technique, Tiger Palm.

call!

A strong wind blew up with Zhao Heng's palms, causing sand and rocks to fly on the ground. He stretched out both palms and headed straight towards the little fat man.

Before the palm could reach, the wind had arrived, and the little fat man's clothes were fluttering. The violent wind was like a knife cutting into his face, making him unable to open his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhao Heng has already mastered the practice of Tiger Palm, and there is no way Zhu Bufan can be his opponent."

"Look, Zhu Bufan will definitely not be able to withstand this palm."

"Didn't you see that he was scared to death? It seems that Senior Brother Zhao Heng will be the deputy sect leader today."

Everyone present, no one was optimistic about Zhu Bufan, and they all believed that he would definitely lose.

Thinking about it, although Zhao Heng was not the most outstanding disciple in the sect before, his talent was pretty good and he was indeed much stronger than Zhu Bufan.

Zhao Heng snorted coldly and ran forward. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the little fat man. He stretched out his palms and trapped the little fat man in the middle.

The strong wind roared on both palms, making the little fat man dare not move at all, otherwise once he was hit by the strong wind, his skin and flesh would be torn apart in an instant.

"Zhu Bufan, believe in yourself!"

The little fat man roared deep in his heart.

Seeing two big palms fall down and slap him on the head, the little fat man's fifth-level cultivation of the Pulse Refining Realm exploded, and his figure suddenly became illusory.

"Huang Jie's superior skill, Ghost Shadow Step!"

This step was apparently taught to him by Qin Nanqi during this period.

The little fat man moved forward instead of retreating, and his slightly plump body increased in speed, making it look a bit unreal.

His figure brushed the gap between Zhao Heng's palms, and he took the initiative to move forward. His body twisted and barely escaped the blow.

"What! Why is his speed suddenly so fast!"

The sudden change shocked Zhao Heng. Before he could react, the little fat man was already in front of him.

In the critical situation, Zhao Heng could only retract his palms and protect them in front of him.

"The lower level technique of Xuan level, Dragon Claw!"

The little fat man stretched out his hands like dragon claws. The claws were sharp and the air was torn apart. He grabbed both of Zhao Heng's arms at the same time.

The tip of the claw fell with great force, causing Zhao Heng to scream in agony. His arms were instantly dislocated by the claw, and he lost his fighting ability.
Chapter completed!