Pang Jun's eyes fell on the faces of the two, and he asked quietly: "Deputy Chief Gong and Deputy Master Xu, do you have any other opinions?"

"No."

Gong Yuanlong clenched his teeth, endured the shame that had hit his heart, and two words burst out from the cracks of his teeth, then turned his head and sat down.

"Thank you, Brother Lin, gave us old guys a lesson today. You are right. Times are developing, and we cannot always hold on to the old ideas."

Xu Weiyang was even more straightforward. He raised his hands and bowed to Lin Chong with his fists, but his words were hidden: "However, I hope you can remember your words, and be consistent in your words and do what you say."

Lin Chong raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, his expression was calm and he did not respond to Xu Weiyang's words.

How he acted, there was no need for outsider Xu Weiyang to point fingers.

What's more, Xu Weiyang's behavior seemed open and honest, but it could not change the fact that he and Gong Yuanlong were in a romance and collusion, and had already been on Lin Chong's blacklist.

It will take revenge for a gentleman, and sooner or later, Lin Chong will seek justice from Yaori Sect.

As Gong Yuanlong and Xu Weiyang expressed their opinions one after another, a big and small storm ended.

But Lin Chong knew that the real challenge was still to come.

Throughout history, power struggles have been bloody and cruel. Unless one party voluntarily gives up, the ending is often accompanied by bloodshed and death.

Lin Chong had already prepared to be a enemy of the hidden sects and even most of the martial arts world.

In fact, Lin Chong had no interest in power and status. The reason why he agreed to participate in the election of the leader of the Martial Arts League was only due to the most basic patriotism of a citizen.

As the saying goes, a wall stands thousands of feet high, and no desires lead to strongness. Lin Chong always believed that the Wu Alliance in his hands would be more beneficial to the country than being controlled by hidden sects.

As for what other candidates think, and whether the hidden sects are happy, Lin Chong doesn't care at all.

After a brief silence, Pang Jun said again: "The three candidates received the same number of votes. According to the established charter of the Martial Alliance, the leader should have personally evaluated and then selected one of them. However, the leader of the alliance has decided not to intervene, so there are only two solutions at present. Either the vote is held again or the victory or defeat is determined by martial arts. What suggestions do you have for this?"

In the second half of the sentence, he said to the senior officials of the Martial Arts League.

“Please hold the vote again.”

He Rong, the head of the Western League, who was instructed by Pei Huajun, quickly said: "You cannot rely on force to solve anything. Everyone sit down and talk. It is much better than fighting a life or a death."

"My opinion is exactly the opposite. We warriors have always followed the tradition of being respected by the strong. If we want to become the leader of the Martial Alliance, we must have force far surpassing our peers. Otherwise, how can we convince the public?" Huang Zhen, the head of the Southwest League, said loudly.

"The Huang tribe's words are wrong."

The Xuanzi Inspection Institute advocated Zhang Donglai smiled faintly: "The three candidates are all great masters of Danjin. They are so strong that they are recognized by everyone. Who dares to disobey? Besides, when we reach our level, we will lose our identity by distinguishing between fists and feet."

"Master Zhang, if I remember correctly, you seem to have joined the Martial Arts Alliance through the Martial Arts Conference fifteen years ago?" Xu Jing interrupted suddenly.

Hearing this, Zhang Donglai's eyelids twitched slightly and he nodded and said, "That's right."

"The reason why the Martial Arts Alliance set up a martial arts conference is to compete in the arena and take advantage of the talents of the world for their own use. Master Zhang, you are the beneficiary, but why do you give up your position now?"

Since breaking up with Zhenwu Sect, Xu Jing has seemed to have opened up his mind and truly demonstrated the foundation and demeanor of a great master: "The strong are above and the weak are below. This is a universally recognized principle in the world. What's wrong with judging the Tao with martial arts?"

Zhang Donglai was speechless immediately.

He actually had a way to refute Xu Jing's remarks, but he didn't want to offend the other party in order to repay the favors of the Tianlong Sect, so he simply chose to shut up.

Anyway, he has done everything he should do, and no matter what happens next, it has nothing to do with him.

"Working with strength is called domineering, and using reason is called kings. Doing domineering in troubled times, and using the kingly way in prosperous times."

Xiao Shitong, the head of the Tianlong Sect, suddenly grew up, and his tall and burly body stood up like a mountain, exuding an impulse: "The times are different, and force may be the most powerful, but the truth can be spread all over the world. The martial arts alliance does not need a second Du Huaizhen."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall changed their faces.

I'm afraid only Xiao Shitong dares to say such words openly, and there is no need to worry that Du Huaizhen will get angry.

Du Huaizhen's golden eyes slowly opened and swept across Xiao Shitong's old face. His eyes were distant and deep, with no joy or anger, and it was difficult to guess.

Xiao Shitong was not afraid at all, and looked at Du Huaizhen with him, and even showed a hint of provocation in his eyes: "President Du, do you think I'm right?"

"Oh."

Du Huaizhen's face showed a smile for the first time, as if he had returned to the world from the clouds, and his whole body became alive: "You were the only one among the opponents in the past, so you dare to continue talking to me like this."

"You won't be angry anyway."

Xiao Shitong spread his hands and said meaningfully: "Others regard you as the savior of the martial arts world, but only I know what you do is for."

“It doesn’t matter.”

Du Huaizhen curled his smile and his eyes became indifferent and ruthless again: "The world is full of people, and he is just walking alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, an unimaginable terrifying aura suddenly rose from Du Huaizhen's body.

Ethereal, vast, cold, grand, sacred, solemn......

Even if you use all your words, you can't describe the feeling that Du Huaizhen brings to everyone at this moment.

"hiss!"

Everyone in the hall was silent, looking at Du Huaizhen with fear.

If the breath of the Grand Master Danjin is like a mountain or a sea, then the breath of the Martial Saint of Gangjin is the sky and the earth.

Tolerate everything and transcend everything.

Xiao Shitong's expression suddenly became extremely complicated.

Even though he had been foeing Du Huaizhen for half his life, Xiao Shitong still couldn't understand the other party. Sometimes, he was standing in front of him, but he seemed to be far away in the sky.

However, at least Xiao Shitong can be sure that Du Huaizhen has reached an unknown state, which is above Gangjin.

"I'm very curious, in your eyes, what does the world look like?"

Xiao Shitong asked in a hoarse voice, his tone with the vicissitudes and longings of those who seek the Tao.

Du Huaizhen did not answer.

Morning bacteria do not know the new moon, cicadas do not know the spring and autumn, summer insects do not talk about ice, and well frogs cannot be in the sea.

So what if he answers, those who don’t understand still don’t understand.

"Let's just stop here, this farce has been going on for too long."
Chapter completed!