The square in front of the Beijing Martial Arts Museum was silent, falling into a deathly silence.

Du Huaizhen's plain voice, with some mysterious meaning, ignored the space barrier and reached the ears of all warriors clearly and accurately.

This kind of power far exceeds the level that mortals can understand, and has reached the realm of the extraordinary, fully demonstrating the power of the Gangjin Martial Saint.

While everyone was shocked, they couldn't help but begin to think about Du Huai's true intentions.

Especially his last words made everyone feel deeply uneasy.

"I didn't expect that His Excellency Du Huaizhen is already over a hundred years old."

In the crowd, a young warrior looked full of reverence and whispered to his companions: "Looking at his appearance, some people would believe him even if he is only thirty years old, right?"

"Who do you think Mr. Du Huaizhen is?"

The companion glanced at the young warrior as if he were an idiot: "A legendary master like him has already become a saint. How can he be judged by common sense?"

"That makes sense."

The young warrior did not pay attention to the contempt of his companions: "But, what do those words of His Excellency Du Huaizhen mean? And why did he attend the opening ceremony? Hasn't he been practicing in seclusion?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

The companion frowned and wanted to get angry, but he held it back and said in a slightly more serious tone: "Don't talk to me, I want to listen to His Excellency Du Huaizhen's speech attentively!"

"I think His Excellency Du Huaizhen is saying goodbye to us in this way."

The young martial artist sighed, looking a little sad, and said to himself: "What will the martial arts world be like in the future without His Excellency Du Huaizhen?"

"What will the martial arts world look like in the future? Does it have anything to do with you?"

The companion finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said with wide eyes: "The change of the old from the new is a natural law. Even if Mr. Du Huaizhen really decides to leave, a new strong man will appear to take his place. If the sky falls, there will be a tall one.

Come on, it’s not our turn to worry in vain!”

"...Okay, you're right."

The young warrior was silent for a while, then spread his hands and said helplessly: "No matter what His Excellency Du Huaizhen plans to do, we really have no other choice but to accept it calmly..."

The whispers of the two warriors were all heard by Lin Zhong.

Lin Zhong didn't eavesdrop on purpose, but there were too many people whispering around him, and there was nothing he could do even if he didn't want to listen.

"Being in the world has given me the experience of being a master, and the desire to transcend the world has gradually emerged. Now that I have seen the world of mortals and am tired of it, it is better to go back."

Chen Qingying, who was standing next to Lin Zhong, moved her lips and repeated softly. Then she glanced at Lin Zhong cautiously: "Master, does Mr. Du Huaizhen... want to retire?"

Lin Zhong's face was as dark as water and he did not answer.

Even the two warriors and Chen Qing could hear the implication of Du Huaizhen's words. How could Lin Zhong not know about it.

If it were other people, they would be either panic-stricken or overjoyed when the big mountain above their heads suddenly disappears.

Those who are fearful and uneasy are law-abiding people, and those who are overjoyed are careerists.

But Lin Zhong was very calm.

Du Huaizhen was not only the leader of the Martial League, but also the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Yanhuang Republic and the Martial Saint of the country.

In the past hundred years, without Du Huaizhen sitting in the capital, intimidating Xiao Xiao, and suppressing those ambitious people, the Yanhuang martial arts world would not be so stable.

It is conceivable that once Du Huaizhen abdicates and retires, and his successor does not have the corresponding strength and reputation, the Yanhuang martial arts world will surely enter a long period of turmoil, which will even affect civilians and cause huge losses to the country.

Lin Zhong needs to think clearly about what role he should play in this incident.

Inside the Guoshu Museum.

In the room belonging to the Tianlong Sect, Xiao Shitong stood behind the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking at Du Huaizhen's back from a distance through the transparent glass, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Next to Xiao Shitong, Wang Mu, who was wearing black training uniform, stood with his arms folded, his back straight, his eyes bright and sharp, and his whole body exuded a majestic and majestic aura.

His expression was serious, his lips were pursed tightly, and his thick black eyebrows were furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan". He was completely different from his usual gentle appearance, making people feel an indescribable pressure.

Xue Zheng, Wu Chong and other Tianlong Sect true disciples lined up behind Xiao Shitong and Wang Mu. Even though they were very curious about what was happening outside, they did not dare to step beyond the Leichi.

"Master, has His Excellency Du Huaizhen really decided to retire?" Wang Mu's thoughts were rolling, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Shitong's old face, and asked directly.

"That's right."

Xiao Shitong raised his gray eyebrows, with a little sigh and sigh in his eyes: "After practicing hard for a while, he finally took that step."

"Um?"

Wang Mu didn't understand why, so he bowed slightly, as if listening to instructions, and waited for Xiao Shitong to answer his questions.

"Do you think that Gang Jin is the pinnacle that a warrior can reach?" Xiao Shitong asked.

This short sentence immediately set off a storm in Wang Mu's heart and shocked him greatly.

"Martial arts never have an end, and disciples don't think that strength is the end."

Wang Mu considered his words and said slowly: "But above the Gang Jin, it belongs to an unknown realm. Throughout the ages, countless strong men have never left a word, so the apprentice dare not make rash guesses."

"Your idea is right. Practice, practice, both practice and practice. The road is long, and only by walking steadily can we go far. Our opponent is never others, but ourselves."

Xiao Shitong patted Wang Mu on the shoulder and said earnestly: "I don't know any more than you about the realm above Gang Jin. I only saw the corresponding introduction from a manuscript left by the ancestor."

When Wang Mu heard this, his eyes immediately shot up. Behind him, Xue Zheng, Wu Chong and other true disciples also raised their ears, fearing that they would miss even a single word.

"The Supreme Being forgets his love."

Xiao Shitong said word for word: "Gang Jin is supreme, and above the supreme, there is Taishang. If you want to step into the realm of Taishang, you must forget your emotions."

"The Supreme Being forgets his love..."

Wang Mu repeated softly. With his rock-solid character, he couldn't help but tremble all over at this moment, feeling inexplicably excited.

"Sixty years ago, His Excellency Du Huaizhen was not what he is now. At that time, he was extremely ambitious, unparalleled in spirit, and extremely charming. Otherwise, he would not have been able to successfully convince the ten hidden sects to establish the Yanhuang Martial Alliance."

Xiao Shitong said lightly: "A warrior has a tenacious will and a heart as strong as steel. He will not be easily changed by external things. This is especially true for a peerless strong man like His Excellency Du Huaizhen. Therefore, I conclude that his change must be related to the Supreme Being's forgetfulness."

Wang Mu nodded thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!