2058. Chapter two thousand and fifty-eight disputes
"It should be yours to use? The Baolin School has such a big face!"
The representative of the Yin-Yang Sect sitting opposite stared and retorted on the spot: "In terms of foundation, history, inheritance, and even the relationship with the eastern provinces, our Yin-Yang Sect is older than your Baolin Sect. Why do you dare to speak to us?"
Did you say that in front of me?"
The representative of the Baolin Sect crossed his arms across his chest, raised his chin slightly, and squinted at the representative of the Yin Yang Sect from the corner of his eye: "Of course it's because we are stronger than you, and we will fight if we don't accept it!"
The elegant-looking Yin-Yang Sect representative suddenly lost his momentum.
If you fight, he will definitely not be able to defeat you.
Not only could he not be defeated, the entire Yin Yang Sect was no match for the Baolin Sect.
Although both parties are located in the same eastern province and are among the hidden sects, the strength of the Baolin sect can be at least ranked among the top six, only weaker than the Zhenwu sect, Tianlong sect, Wuji sect, Yaori sect and Donghua sect.
The Yin Yang Sect, which ranks last, is much stronger.
In recent years, the Baolin Sect, under the leadership of its leader Qi Changlin, has carried out drastic reforms, its business has been booming, and talented disciples have emerged in an endless stream.
However, the Yin Yang Sect's talents are withering and there is a trend of failure.
Among the new generation, only senior brother Tantai Mingyue is the only one who can do it.
It was precisely in order to resist the oppression of the Baolin Sect that Tantai Mingyue had to leave the division and join the Wu League, hoping to use the influence of the Wu League to slow down the expansion of the Baolin Sect.
"What you can't get in the ring, don't expect to get it at the negotiation table."
The Baolin Sect representative looked directly at the livid face of the Yin Yang Sect representative, his attitude almost rude: "Brother Sun, are you right?"
The Yin Yang Sect representative clenched his fists and remained silent, his eyes subconsciously looking towards the bright moon in Tantai.
It was obvious that Tantai Mingyue, the senior brother of the Yin Yang Sect, was present and supported the meeting on behalf of the Wu League, but the words of the representative of the Baolin faction were merciless and heart-wrenching.
At this moment, seeing the conflict between the elders of the sect and the representatives of the Baolin Sect, Tantai Mingyue couldn't help but frown slightly and felt a headache.
He realized that the situation he faced might be more difficult than imagined.
"You two, can I interrupt?" At this moment, Xu Guo, who was sitting next to Tantai Mingyue, said with a smile.
"sure."
The Zhenwu Sect's signature is that it is easy to use. The representative from the Baolin faction quickly put away his aggressive face and even lowered the two arms that were held in front of his chest.
"I only have one thing to say."
Xu Guo sat with his arms folded, his gaze slowly sweeping over the people around him, a gentle smile on his lips, and he said calmly: "We, the Zhenwu Sect, want the new Holy Land!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
The representative of the Baolin faction stared at Xu Guo with eyes like bells, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears.
The Yin Yang Sect representative had a similar reaction, with his eyes wide open and his expression astonished.
On the contrary, the representatives of the Guanghan Sect, the Fifth Ancestor Sect, and the Liuhe Sect looked calm, as if they had expected it.
This is the style of Zhenwu Sect.
Domineering, direct, and intolerant of disobedience.
The title of the No. 1 Hidden Sect is not something the Zhenwu Sect calls itself, but is forcibly forged by generations of strong men with blood and fists.
The reason why the Zhenwu Sect took the initiative to show goodwill to Lin Zhong was because Lin Zhong himself was strong enough and worthy of their actions.
As for ordinary people?
Stay where it's cool.
After a while, the representative of the Baolin faction recovered from the shock and said dryly: "Brother Xu, stop joking. What does the Holy Land in the Eastern Province have to do with the Zhenwu Sect?"
"Why doesn't it matter?"
Xu Guo asked strangely: "Could it be that the Baolin sect regards the eastern province as its own back garden and prohibits other sects from doing business here?"
"Furthermore, I would like to ask, what is the relationship between the New Holy Land and the Baolin Sect? Just because it is in the Eastern Province? There are so many sects in the Eastern Province, can the Baolin Sect make the decision for them?"
The representative of the Baolin faction was silenced.
"Brother Zhang, you are right when you say that if you can't get it in the ring, you can't get it on the negotiation table."
Xu Guo said leisurely: "Since our Zhenwu Sect is the strongest, we should get the biggest piece of cake, right?"
The representative of the Baolin faction named Zhang finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.
While others felt relieved, they could not help but feel sad.
The Zhenwu Sect is so arrogant, who dares to stroke its beard?
The Baolin Sect and the Yin Yang Sect would definitely not dare.
The representative of the Guanghan faction who had been watching with cold eyes suddenly said: "I believe that the owner of the new holy land is the Martial Alliance. Who should use, operate and maintain it should be decided by the Martial Alliance."
The speaker was a woman in her thirties, with fair skin and a beautiful appearance. Although she was wearing loose training clothes, she could not hide her graceful and graceful body curves. Her voice was cold and hoarse, full of mature charm.
"That makes sense."
"Elder Huo is right."
"What's the point of us discussing it for a long time? The final decision is made by the Martial Alliance."
"Let the Martial Alliance decide."
The tense atmosphere in the conference room changed instantly. Everyone was in agreement. Even the representatives of the Baolin Sect and the Yin Yang Sect nodded in agreement.
Xu Guo squinted at Huo Lengmei's beautiful face, which seemed to be broken by bullets. He thought for a moment and smiled lightly: "Okay, I have no objection. Let the Martial Alliance decide."
In an instant, all eyes fell on Tantai Mingyue's face, and the representative of the Yin Yang Sect expressed hope.
Tantai Mingyue suppressed the fluctuations in her heart, and faced everyone's gaze and said calmly: "Before making a decision, I want to hear your reasons, not to overwhelm others, but truly persuasive reasons."
"Let me tell you first."
The representative of Liuhemen stood up and bowed to everyone with extremely thoughtful etiquette: "Everyone knows that our Liuhemen is closest to the New Holy Land and has opened a martial arts gym in Fuxi Town. Such a major event that caused a sensation in the martial arts world.
We cannot turn a blind eye to both emotions and reasons, otherwise we will not be able to explain to our disciples."
"Of course, we don't expect to get the right to operate the new holy land. As long as you are willing to give us some benefits, we will be satisfied."
Tantai Mingyue nodded: "I understand, please sit down."
After the Liuhemen representative sat down, Huo Lengmei stood up quickly and looked around.
Huo Lengmei was tall and tall, not inferior to ordinary men, and her cultivation was advanced and she had reached the peak of transformation. At this moment, when she glanced at her, except for a few, everyone else lowered their heads and did not dare to look at her.
"When Leader Lin fought with Qinlong, our Supreme Elder was present."
Huo Lengmei said straightforwardly: "This is my reason."
After hearing what Huo Lengmei said, everyone in the room changed their expressions at the same time.
Who is the Supreme Elder of the Guanghan Sect?
Meng Qingqiu, the great master of Danjin.
Why is she there?
Of course, he was going to suppress Lin Zhong's battle.
Chapter completed!