After hearing this, others also reacted.
Someone immediately said: "Of course we must continue. We, the 'Jiwumen', are still waiting to regain the territory of the three cities we lost ten years ago. How can it end like this!"
"What's more, the Seven Provinces Martial Arts Competition is held every ten years. This is a traditional event that has been continued for hundreds of years by all the cultivation forces in the seven southeastern provinces. How can it not continue just because the host is dead?"
Someone on the side also echoed: "That is to say, if the master Pingyang who is responsible for presiding over the Seven Provinces Martial League Competition dies, what impact will it have? We can just continue how we want."
"What's more, although Master Pingyang is dead, there is still a Grand Master of Golden elixir here! Let's discuss it and we can definitely ask that Grand Master to replace Master Pingyang and be responsible for continuing to preside over this Seven Provinces Martial Alliance Competition!"
As soon as this person said this, everyone else's eyes lit up.
"Yes, there is a Grand Master of Golden elixir here. I think everyone will have no objections to him continuing to host this competition."
"I also think it is feasible. Although the Grand Master of the Golden Pill is fighting on behalf of the Bai family this time, the competition between the Bai family, the Yan family, and the Zou family has ended, and there are no other forces bordering the Bai family's territory. It is up to him to continue. Hosting this competition should not favor any particular force."
"Then let's call everyone together to discuss this matter. If there is no objection, let's ask the Grand Master to see if he is willing to help host this competition..."
"good!"
Those people quickly reached a consensus and immediately summoned all the people who came to participate in the Seven Provinces Martial League Competition, including Bai Jingchuan.
After all, if Ning Wangshu really wanted to host this competition, he would have to ask Bai Jingchuan to do it on his behalf.
When Bai Jingchuan heard the others' plans, he hesitated a little. He just said that he could ask, but he couldn't guarantee that Ning Wangshu would be willing to host this competition.
However, others have also agreed that even if Ning Wangshu is unwilling to host, they will continue to compete in accordance with the rules of the Seven Provinces Martial League Competition.
It's just that there is a golden elixir master sitting in charge of presiding over the competition. Everyone thinks it will be more 'authoritative' and more 'fair'.
Soon, Bai Jingchuan returned to Ning Wangshu and Lin Qingzhu.
Then he told Ning Wangshu about the matter.
Ning Wangshu didn't care about this. He was idle anyway, and the competition in the ring was a matter of life and death. As long as there were no unexpected situations, he didn't need to intervene. He was just serving as a witness.
Therefore, Ning Wangshu accepted the matter.
After receiving Ning Wangshu's reply, Bai Jingchuan immediately informed others of the situation.
Others showed a hint of joy when they learned that Ning Wangshu had agreed to take over from Master Pingyang to host this seven-province martial arts competition.
Afterwards, the competition continued.
Ning Wangshu, on the other hand, was watching the battle...
The subsequent competition went very smoothly. Those who entered the arena were basically masters at the fifth and sixth levels of the Huayuan Stage, and there were also a few strong men whose cultivation had reached the seventh level and above.
There was even another grandmaster-level figure from the ninth level of Huayuan Stage.
However, compared to the previous battle between Ning Wangshu and Pingyang Zhenren, the competition between these people undoubtedly seemed a bit childish. Even the scene couldn't compare with the battle between Ning Wangshu and Han Sitao.
The competition lasted until about eight o'clock in the evening and finally ended.
No matter how each team wins or loses, the rules of the Seven Provinces Martial Alliance Competition are laid out here. If you admit defeat, no one dares to have any objections to the results.
After all, the entire competition was fair and impartial. No one dared to make any extra moves. If their skills were inferior to others, there was nothing to say.
What's more, if any company dares to fail to fulfill its agreement, it will be tantamount to destroying the traditions and rules of the Seven Provinces Martial League Competition for more than a hundred years.
It will inevitably cause other forces to attack.
After the competition is over, according to the previous procedures of the Seven Provinces Martial League Competition, there are still two days left, which will be purely a friendly exchange session between the various families.
Some forces that have good friendships with each other will exchange some experiences on cultivation with each other and have private discussions.
Of course, if you are not interested in these, you can leave early after the competition.
Ning Wangshu was naturally not interested in the subsequent exchanges between the forces, but it was already night, so he was not in a hurry to leave immediately, and planned to return to Jiangnan City early tomorrow morning.
However, as a great master of the golden elixir, after the competition, almost all the people from the cultivating forces came to pay their respects.
After all, Ning Wangshu is no longer an ordinary grand master. He is an existence that can crush Zhenren Pingyang, a middle-stage golden elixir master. Moreover, he is a grand master that they have never heard of before and appears out of nowhere!
Not to mention flattering or anything like that, it is also necessary to come over and become familiar with him.
Ning Wangshu struggled for more than an hour just to deal with these cultivators who came to pay homage. After the others dispersed, he said to Bai Jingchuan: "Master Bai, I plan to return to Jiangnan City early tomorrow morning. You What? Should you go with us, or stay and continue to communicate with these people from the cultivating forces?"
Hearing this, Bai Jingchuan said without thinking, "Of course I'll go with you."
"Yeah, that's fine. Then let's go back tomorrow morning."
Saying that, Ning Wangshu looked at Lin Qingzhu and Song Guowei again.
Naturally, they had no objections.
Lin Qingzhu and the others had come here to learn more. Now that the competition is over, there is no point in staying here anymore.
What's more, just those few battles with Ning Wangshu had opened their eyes.
"Ning Zong... no, it should be the Grand Master. Then we won't disturb you two and go back to the tent to rest." At this time, Bai Jingchuan said again.
While speaking, he glanced at Lin Qingzhu, with a somewhat smiling expression and a slightly ambiguous look in his eyes.
Song Guowei also smiled and said: "Yes, Brother Ning, and Miss Lin, we will go back to the tent first, you two can do it yourself..."
Looking at their teasing eyes, Lin Qingzhu's cheeks suddenly flushed with embarrassment. She couldn't help but recall the scene where she threw herself into Ning Wangshu's arms. She suddenly felt her heartbeat speed up and her face felt a little hot.
Ning Wangshu glanced at the two of them, then glanced at Lin Qingzhu beside him, who had his head lowered and his cheeks were slightly red, and said angrily: "Okay, then you go back to the tent, we will also go back to rest."
"Hey, okay! Hehe..."
Song Guowei responded with a grin, and immediately called Acheng and Bai Jingchuan back to their tent...
After seeing them leaving, Ning Wangshu couldn't help but look at Lin Qingzhu, coughed slightly, and said: "Ahem, um, Qingzhu, it's getting late, let's go back to the tent and rest."
"Um……"
Lin Qingzhu responded in a low voice and followed Ning Wangshu shyly to their tent...
