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Chapter 190 Martial Arts Conference (Part )

The word "option" seemed to be the final word, and immediately afterwards countless people jumped out to agree with this move, but most of them were from small sects or independent people. The leaders of the real first-class forces were still calm and did not answer.

Seeing this, Xiao Junyu sighed secretly, knowing that the time was not right, so he said.

"It's just that who to choose and how to choose are the most important matters. We still need to work out a charter."

At this time, most of the sects and schools had already stood or sat down at the seats arranged by their Wanxian Sect.

Major forces like Prajna Temple, Tianyi Tower, and Wendao Sect all occupy the "top seats", which are generally divided by sects, each occupying a seat.

Next are some old seniors or well-known wanderers in the martial arts world. These people may only bring one or two disciples or come alone. Naturally, they will not occupy a table alone. Instead, the seats will be arranged according to the closeness of their relationship with the group. Then, they will be arranged in order according to their martial arts, status, seniority, etc. The closer they are to the center, the higher their status.

A little further back, there are undoubtedly some small sects, or third-rate figures in the underworld who are not very famous but are known to some people. Such arrangements are naturally the unspoken rules of the underworld. People with strength will be respected wherever they go. If you don’t have strength, it’s good enough that you are given a bench seat. Can you still find fault with them?

Even so, the venue was still bustling with people, numbering in the thousands. It was amazing that the Wanxian Sect could arrange it so well. This showed that the overall strength of the Wanxian Sect was definitely not bad.

As soon as their leader says something about discussing some rules, the people below will get busy.

The abbot of Prajna Temple, Master Kongxiang, who was well versed in Buddhist teachings and was nearly a hundred years old this year, had a pair of fluttering white eyebrows and a long beard that hung down to his chest. He chanted a Buddhist name, coughed lightly, and said, "Master Xiao is right. Only by pulling together can we fight against the Black Dragon Society. Our Prajna Temple is willing to obey Master Xiao's orders."

This statement was a clear endorsement. Even Xiao Junyu, who was so shrewd, could not hide his joy and said hurriedly, "Abbot Kongxiang, you are too kind. It's just that we have to choose. Besides, even if I, Xiao, am not talented, if I really am chosen as the leader, I will only lead everyone to fight against the Black Dragon Society. I will never interfere in other matters of the various factions!"

I don't know how much effort Xiao Junyu put in secretly, but he actually persuaded Kong Xiang, the abbot of the Prajna Temple who has been famous for many years, to come out and endorse him. With his support, several forces gave in.

Such a scene was a sensation, as if Xiao Junyu would be letting down the people of the world if he did not become the leader. No one except him could fight against the extremely rampant Black Dragon Society.

At this moment, a bundle of cloth fell from the sky and landed right in front of Xiao Junyu.

Xiao Junyu was a skilled and courageous man. He circulated his internal energy, transformed hardness into softness, and took on the burden with ease.

"Let me take a look." At this time, the middle-aged man next to him who had been welcoming guests at the door came forward. Xiao Junyu stopped him with a smile and opened it himself.

He saw a mahogany box wrapped inside, and then opened the box. When he saw what was inside the box, his face changed suddenly.

"Brother Liang."

Just when everyone was curious about what was in the box, a desolate laugh came from all directions.

In just a short while, those with weak internal strength in the field felt a splitting headache and a burning sensation in their internal organs.

"It's the unique skill of Huang Longshi, one of the five guardians of the Black Dragon Society. It's the Soul-Severing Sound!" Some senior masters are very knowledgeable and can even tell the name of this move at this moment.

"Amitabha!!!"

Abbot Kongxiang shouted, and a powerful internal force burst out, competing with the laughter and finally blocking the damage of the soul-snatching sound.

The two men, both with profound skills, used this to counterattack. The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the white clouds above their heads. In just a moment, a clear blue sky appeared. Seeing this, the owner of the laughter seemed to feel bored and stopped laughing. He leaned against the eaves and shouted.

"You are a bunch of rabble. I wonder where you get the courage to confront the Lord!"

"How dare you!" Xiao Junyu shouted angrily, and pointed his toes. His body flew out like an arrow from a bow, and he reached the eaves almost in an instant.

Then he threw a punch, which obviously did not hit anyone solid, but visible ripples were transmitted in the void, and the wind and power of the punch had already covered an area of ​​ten feet in front of him.

But the Yellow Dragon Envoy was no ordinary man. He opened his mouth and let out another sharp scream. Then, layers of sound waves seemed to be real and collided with the power of the fist.

Da Yin Xisheng.

The imagined earth-shattering roar did not appear, but there was a brief moment of extreme silence, without a single sound.

Then there was a flash of white light, and the eaves where Huang Longshi was standing was completely unrecognizable. Not to mention the eaves, even the main structure under the eaves had collapsed.

"Don't run away, thief!!!"

Xiao Junyu had nowhere to gain support in the air and was hit again, falling to the ground. Looking up, he saw only a ruined house and no trace of the Yellow Dragon Envoy.

Xiao Junyu was extremely angry and was about to chase after him, but he heard the voice of the Yellow Dragon Envoy coming from all directions.

"Liang Wen deserves to be killed. His head is a gift from our Lord to you. Please meet me at the top of Jiuzhen Peak on the night of the full moon on August 15th!"

"Damn it!!!" Xiao Junyu's face darkened.

Taoist Sanxiao stepped forward and said, "Among the five Dragon Envoys of the Black Dragon Society, the Yellow Dragon Envoy is renowned for his physical prowess. There are no more than three people in the world who possess greater martial arts skills than him. If he is determined to leave, we will not be able to stop him. Sect Master Xiao, calm down. I am deeply sorry for what happened to Brother Liang."

Xiao Junyu clenched his fists, his face sad, and howled to the sky.

When he first entered the martial arts world, he met the famous Jiangdong Confucian hero Liang Wen. The two had lofty ambitions and shared the same ideals. They traveled the martial arts world together and once defeated the Tianyin Sect and wiped out the Sanshan bandits. They were known as the two heroes of the East and the West, who were as noble as gentlemen in the West and pillars of the country in the East.

Although Xiao Junyu rarely traveled around the world after taking charge of the Wanxian Sect, the deep feelings he had for him only grew stronger with time. That period of his youth had become the most unforgettable years in his life, and Liang Wen was the brightest light in that memory.

Now that he had this great head in front of him, he was naturally overwhelmed with emotion. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person and recovered quickly. Although his eyes were filled with tears, he had regained his sanity.

"Looks like they've issued a challenge to us! I think we should get ready!"

The voice was stern, revealing an unparalleled firmness!

The other people in the field seemed to be infected as well, and the unresolved position of the leader of the martial arts world seemed to have been answered.

(End of this chapter)