The martial arts campaign has now progressed, and both sides can be said to have returned to the starting line, waiting only for the last person of each to appear and seal the victory.
But before the last person on Zhou Xianzong's side came on stage, Song Jianchen had a better chance of winning.
Grandmaster Ning Zhenxiong's appearance has severely shocked everyone.
The way he defeated Lin Zangshan with just two moves frightened some masters who were also at the top of the Bone Refining Realm.
Compared to Lin Zangshan, who was only one step behind, they were still inferior, let alone compete with Ning Zhenxiong?
Besides the Grandmaster, who else can deal with the Grandmaster?
But the question is, where will the Dongjiang area find a second grandmaster in a short period of time?
If it had, it would have been there long ago.
If not, then Song Jianchen is destined to win today's match.
Everyone is not optimistic about Zhou Xianzong's side.
Lin Chongli watched Lin Zangshan's figure disappear, then turned back, glanced at Zhang Dachuan and others, and "spit" fiercely:
"Okay, now the fifth uncle has lost, you must be satisfied."
"Do you really think that Grandmaster is just one level better than the peak of Bone Refining Realm? It's so stupid!"
"Originally, we and the Ning family had room for maneuver, but now you have pushed us to oppose each other. After today, Song Jianchen is in charge of the military affairs department, and the Ning family has the power to support the other party. The first one to deal with is us. Lin!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He raised his finger and pointed at Lin Yaozhong, then at Zhang Dachuan, and said angrily:
"It's because you believed this bastard that the Lin family ended up in this situation. Lin Yaozhong, remember, the Lin family was destroyed because of you!"
"You are the sinner of the Lin family!"
Faced with Lin Chongli's accusation, Lin Yaozhong was speechless for a moment.
Today was the first time he had seen the terror of the Grandmaster. Ning Zhenxiong's power had already made him feel suffocated.
However, he still gritted his teeth and explained seriously:
"The Ning family has no good intentions towards our Lin family at all. If we cooperate with the Ning family, we will be swallowed up by them sooner or later. I don't regret this decision."
Lin Chongli sneered:
"Forget it, we've already separated anyway, and I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you."
However, after he said this, he still glared at Zhang Dachuan and said:
"Anyway, it was this arrogant country bumpkin who harmed the Lin family. If it hadn't been for him, we and the Ning family would have already formed a close friendship with Qin and Jin. Now our status may be even better, so we don't have to worry about the family's destruction."
Faced with Lin Chongli's repeated taunts and provocations, Zhang Dachuan finally got angry, sneered and retorted:
"A coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death is not annoying even if he chatters incessantly."
"The last match hasn't even started yet. Why do you think Song Jianchen will win?"
Lin Chongli looked at Zhang Dachuan like a fool and laughed angrily:
"Why? You idiot, you have the nerve to ask? Just widen your dog eyes and see clearly, who is standing on the ring now?"
"This is Ning Zhenxiong. He is the only person in the Dongjiang area who has been promoted to the Grand Master level in the past ten years. He is a Grand Master!"
"People as powerful as my fifth uncle were defeated miserably in front of him. You don't think there is anyone who can defeat Grandmaster Ning."
"Do you understand that in this world, only a grandmaster can deal with a grandmaster!"
Zhang Dachuan glanced at Lin Chongli and asked calmly: "How do you know we don't have a grandmaster?"
Lin Chongli was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Grandmaster? Do you have a grandmaster? You have a fart!"
"Do you think the Grandmaster is just a cabbage?"
Zhang Dachuan shook his head, too lazy to explain.
He just nodded to Lin Yaozhong, who was suddenly surprised by these words.
Lin Yaozhong breathed a sigh of relief, and then he looked at Zheng Nanshan as if he had some realization.
The only person here who could possibly be the Grandmaster was him.
Just as Lin Yaozhong was about to speak, he heard Ning Zhenxiong's voice coming from the ring:
"I am a Grandmaster, is there anyone in the audience who dares to fight me?"
The audience was quiet, no one answered, everyone just looked at him with admiration.
Song Jianchen clenched his fists excitedly, feeling extremely proud.
He turned to look at Zhou Xianzong and grinned:
"Director Zhou, do you have a third person on your side?"
Zhou Xianzong’s tone was blunt:
"Of course there is."
He glanced at Liang Jingtian quickly and considered whether to announce the candidate.
A month ago, when he was still worried about the contestants for the martial arts campaign, Liang Jingtian found him and confidently selected the three candidates for this martial arts campaign, saying that he would help him.
At that time, Zhou Xianzong had just received the news that Ning Zhenxiong had been promoted to Grand Master. He had already planned to give up, but after listening to Liang Jingtian's suggestion, he decided to give it a try.
Because the old man did not disclose the strength of the three players, but only said to reassure Zhou Xianzong, Zhou Xianzong subconsciously believed that his own strongest combat power was probably at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm.
He knew Zheng Nanshan's existence and the opponent's realm, so he really felt that he was still capable of fighting.
But just now, he witnessed Ning Zhenxiong's master strength, and then he realized how ridiculous his idea was.
Even someone as strong as Lin Cangshan can't beat him. How can Zheng Nanshan be stronger than Lin Cangshan?
He has an old illness.
It seemed pointless to ask such an old man to compete with Ning Zhenxiong.
Song Jianchen laughed again and said:
"I advise you not to let others go up and embarrass yourself. Don't let Grandmaster Ning knock you down again with one or two moves. Then everyone's face will look bad."
"I see today's martial arts campaign, how about this?"
Zhou Xianzong was silent and stopped talking for a while.
Song Jianchen became more and more proud, turned around and raised his hand towards Ding Zhimi:
"Vice Minister Ding, if the third person on the other side is afraid to come on stage, can it be considered that they have abstained from voting?"
"You can't. If you don't play, just don't start."
When Ding Zhimi heard this, she frowned imperceptibly.
She hated Song Jianchen's villainous face, which was so arrogant when he succeeded.
But what the other party said is indeed correct. If the third player does not play, then according to the rules, it should be regarded as a waiver.
She sighed slightly and was about to announce the result when she heard a voice from the crowd behind her:
"Who said no one dares to go on stage?"
"I, Zheng Nanshan, am willing to fight Grandmaster Ning."
After the words fell, everyone, including Ding Zhimi, all turned their heads and looked at the source of the sound.
Where their eyes converged, they saw an old man in white walking out from behind the Lin family's seat step by step, heading towards the ring with his hands behind his back.
His hair is gray, his face is wrinkled, his steps are ordinary, and there is no trace of expert demeanor about him. He looks like an ordinary old man in his sixties.
Subconsciously, someone opened his mouth and mocked:
"Who is this old man? He's so desperate for his life. That's a grandmaster on the stage!"
"Don't risk your life. If someone breathes on you in this state, you might even fall down."
"Old man, are you planning to blackmail me, haha."
