Ouyang Chun was deeply surprised by the news he heard from Di Yuncheng.

But after the initial shock, deep doubts hit Ouyang Chun's heart.

"Why can Lord Lin Chong become a candidate for the leader of the Martial Alliance without any sect? Who is the elector? Also, Huang Zhen, Di Yuncheng, and Yan Dongyue chose to come together at this time. What does it mean?"

Ouyang Chun's thoughts turned sharply, his expression gradually returned to normal, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the expressions of the three people in front of him, and he had no words for a long time.

He was afraid that the three of them would have ulterior motives, which would lead to his anger.

Huang Zhen saw the doubts in Ouyang Chun's heart, smiled faintly, and said calmly: "Master Ouyang, please rest assured. As long as you introduce us, Lord Lin Chong will never blame you."

"good."

Ouyang Chun stopped hesitating, took a deep breath, and nodded in agreement.

On the seventh floor of the Beijing National Museum of War, there is a lounge.

Lin Chong was wearing a black training suit, carrying his hands on his back, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the crowded and crowded scene below, his eyes were calm.

Although he accompanied Chen Qing to attend the martial arts conference, he did not go to the second arena to watch the battle.

With Lin Chong's identity at this time, if he appears in public, it will definitely put huge pressure on other contestants, which will affect the fairness of the competition.

So, after arriving at the National Museum of War, Lin Chong and Chen Qing separated and came here quietly without disturbing anyone.

In addition to Lin Chong, there was also a beautiful and capable woman in the room. Feng Nan, who was sent by the military to Lin Chong to provide assistance.

Feng Nan was wearing a black suit and a white shirt on the upper body, and a knee-length skirt on the lower body, revealing a concave and convex curve. His originally straight hair was permed into wavy curls. His facial features were carefully modified, and his ability was vaguely charming.

The thrilling and decisive look in the past was completely different.

"Jiang Lan has arrived in Donghai City, right?" Lin Chong asked suddenly.

"Um."

Feng Nan, who was looking through the documents, tapped Zhen's head and said without raising his head: "Compared to this, you should think more about yourself, after all, the situation you are facing is more dangerous."

“My opinion is exactly the opposite of you.”

Lin Chong still turned his back to Feng Nan, his tone was calm: "During the Yanhuang Martial Arts Association, where we stand can be said to be the focus of the whole world. In this case, even if those hidden sects have any conspiracy

, I also have to consider whether I can afford the price of failure, so my situation seems dangerous, but it is actually safe."

"The problem is, you are alone and have a chance of winning against those hidden sects? They will not show up fairly with you one by one according to the rules of the world."

Feng Nan paused and looked up at Lin Chong's back: "Among the top ten hidden sects, we have won the support of the Donghua Sect for you, but it is far from enough."

"Stop and see."

Lin Chong withdrew his vision from afar, his head turned slightly, and glanced at Feng Nan from the corner of his eyes: "Don't worry, I haven't wasted my time during this period."

Feng Nan heard Lin Chong’s implication and couldn’t help but lift his slender and long eyebrows: “Even I want to hide it from it?”

“There are ears in the partition wall.”

Lin Chong spit out four words, then closed his mouth and stopped talking.

A thoughtful look flashed in Feng Nan's eyes, and he looked around without a trace, then put down the documents, walked to Lin Chong, and admired the crowds with him.

"Oh! Oh! Well! Well!"

After about three or four minutes, a loud knock on the door suddenly came outside the house, which seemed very abrupt in the quiet rest room.

Feng Nan glanced at Lin Chong and saw that he had no intention of speaking, so he walked over and opened the door.

A middle-aged man with a calm temperament stood outside the door. He turned a blind eye to Feng Nan, clasped his fists directly, and said respectfully at Lin Chong's back: "Your Excellency, please invite the leader."

Feng Nan's heart was shocked and he silently took a half step back.

This middle-aged man with a not-stunning appearance turned out to be a master of Huajin, and he was a very strong one. With Feng Nan's eyesight, he could not tell the depth at all.

Lin Chong seemed not surprised at the appearance of the middle-aged man. He turned his body and his expression calmly: "Lead the way."

"plz follow me."

The middle-aged man reached out and took a quick guide, made an invitation move, and then left with great strides.

"I'll go back."

Lin Chong nodded to Feng Nan, then passed by her and walked out of the room after the middle-aged man.

Feng Nan watched Lin Chong go away, not understanding why Du Huaizhen suddenly summoned him. Thinking of the recent complicated situation, he was confused for a moment.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, Lin Chong took the VIP elevator and went straight to the ninth floor of the National Museum of War.

Compared with the hot sky on the eighth floor below, the ninth floor is quite deserted, and there is no one in sight in the corridor, and the atmosphere is quiet and weird.

Lin Chongyi was not afraid and moved forward calmly.

As the saying goes, a skilled person is brave, no matter what happens next, he can stay calm.

Through the winding corridor, the middle-aged man took Lin Chong to an outside door, stopped and stood sideways: "The leader and all of you are inside, please go in."

When Lin Chong approached the gate, more than a dozen extremely powerful auras suddenly appeared in his perception.

Those auras are either consolidated, majestic, or fierce, vast, deep, or ethereal and lofty, and they are always showing their strength and majesty.

A trace of inexplicable light flashed in Lin Chong's eyes, and he reached out to push the door slowly open.

In an instant, at least seven or eight gazes fell on Lin Chong at the same time.

There is a conference hall inside the gate, with an area of ​​about 100 square meters. In the middle is a rectangular office desk, and on both sides of the desk are high-backed Taishi chairs.

Lin Chong looked around and saw many familiar faces, such as Xu Jing, deputy leader of the Wu League, Xiao Shitong and Wang Mu of the Tianlong Sect, Chen Hanzhou and Gong Yuanlong of the Wuji Sect, without exception, were all above Danjin.

Super strong man.

Here, a small group of people in the Yanhuang martial arts world gathered.

And at the top, the leader of the Martial Alliance, Du Huaizhen, the Martial Saint of the State, sat upright.

Du Huaizhen was wearing a light gray training suit, without any unnecessary decoration on his body. When his martial arts reached his level, he no longer needed to prove himself through external objects.

"Come?"

Du Huaizhen pointed to the empty chair of the Grand Master in the lowest place and said lightly: "Sit."

His voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the audience, showing a strong sense of existence.

Lin nodded with a key point, as if he was wearing a mask on his face, hiding all his emotions in his heart, without looking sideways, and walking straight towards the Grand Master Chair.

He walked very slowly and steadily.
Chapter completed!