Zheng Nanshan turned a deaf ear to the ridicule of some people.
He walked onto the ring seriously and stood opposite Ning Zhenxiong with his hands behind his back. His face was calm and he was not at all intimidated by Ning Zhenxiong's identity and momentum.
This alone made several sarcastic people subconsciously shut their mouths.
They felt inexplicably that this old man seemed not simple.
The person who faces the Grandmaster without fear is either a fool or a master.
But...are there any masters who are higher than the Grandmaster right now?
Suddenly, someone in the crowd remembered something, pointed at Zheng Nanshan and said:
"I remembered, he is Zheng Nanshan, a worshiper of the Liang family, and the most powerful warrior of the Liang family."
"He was also at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm!"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately exploded.
"What? The Liang family worships the Liang family. In this martial arts campaign, has the Liang family finally come to an end?"
"Hiss, the last director of the Military Affairs Bureau seems to be an old friend of the old head of the Liang family. Does the Liang family want to replicate the success of the previous generation this time?"
"I originally thought that this martial arts campaign was a battle between the Ning family and the Lin family, but now it seems that it is a battle between the three wizards."
"Haha, what about the three-wizard struggle? It doesn't matter if Zheng Nanshan is at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm. Don't forget what happened to Lin Zangshan."
"Oh, I've already said that he was once at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm. Who knows where he is now."
After hearing these people talking, Huang Zhengqiu finally couldn't help it.
He crossed his arms and said with a sneer:
"It's true that Zheng Nanshan was once at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm, but he is poisoned by the Red Belly Snake Venom. Now he is afraid that half of his feet are in the coffin. How much fighting power can he still have?"
When the people around heard this, they were shocked:
"What? He was poisoned by the red-bellied snake's venom? Wouldn't he be seeking death if he went up there?"
Huang Zhengqiu smiled again:
"Perhaps he is seeking death. The poison of the red-bellied snake makes life worse than death. It is better for him to come on stage and let Grandmaster Ning beat him to death than to be tortured by the poison and die of despair."
People suddenly understood and looked at Zheng Nanshan with more sympathy and compassion.
"If you are here to die, then there is no need to watch this match. Grandmaster Ning will definitely win."
"Yes, Deputy Director Song Jianchen, I'm afraid I have to remove the word 'deputy' in front of him this time."
Zhou Aoxue finally couldn't help her curiosity and turned to ask Huang Zhengqiu:
"You actually know him?"
She felt that Huang Zhengqiu, a person from Yunning City, should not know the details of Zheng Nanshan so well.
Huang Zhengqiu chuckled.
Of course he didn't know about Zheng Nanshan before, but last night, when they discussed today's martial arts campaign, they already knew about this person's existence from Ning Zhenxiong. Now he was just showing off.
He deliberately lowered his voice, told everything he knew, and finally said firmly:
"The red-bellied snake venom is very difficult to detoxify. According to recorded records, the mortality rate is as high as 90%. Zheng Nanshan was once a peak master of the Bone Refining Realm. Now his strength has been declining again and again. I am afraid he is not as good as an average peak Bone Refining Realm master." Now, when you go on stage, you will die."
"If you don't believe it, just wait and see. He will be beaten to death by Grandmaster Ning if he lasts for one minute."
Zhou Aoxue listened to Huang Zhengqiu's explanation in silence, glanced at the ordinary old man on the stage, and then subconsciously looked at Zhang Dachuan.
Based on her understanding of Zhang Dachuan, he shouldn't send such a useless person at such a critical moment.
Zhou Aoxue then shook her head gently and said to herself in a voice that only she could hear:
"It won't be that simple."
Like everyone else, Ding Zhimi was also observing Zheng Nanshan on the ring.
In her eyes, the old man in white loose training clothes looked like an old man doing Tai Chi in the park.
The aura all over his body is indeed ordinary.
However, it is ordinary and natural.
Taking a closer look, Ding Zhimi was surprised to find that the old man in front of him was standing in a slightly strange posture.
He stood with his feet unsteady, his hands behind his back, his shoulders slightly hunched, and he looked listless.
But from the perspective of a warrior duel, this posture has no flaws at all!
He doesn't have the aura of a warrior, but he has no flaws as a warrior. This person...
A strange color flashed quickly in Ding Zhimi's eyes.
She couldn't help but sit up straight, crossed her hands and fingers on the table, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and whispered to herself with interest:
"I didn't expect that little Dongjiang would be crouching tiger, hidden dragon."
"Now there's something good to watch."
On the stage, Ning Zhenxiong frowned and looked at Zheng Nanshan with a somewhat contemptuous tone:
"Zheng Nanshan, they sent you up after all. It's really no surprise at all."
Zheng Nanshan smiled slightly:
"It seems that Grandmaster Ning has already guessed that I will play."
Ning Zhenxiong hummed:
"There are only three or two people in Dongjiang who can make me feel troublesome. What's the point?"
After a pause, he straightened his face and threatened:
"Zheng Nanshan, if you were standing here today in your heyday, you might be able to make me a little more wary and deal with it more seriously."
"But now, you are poisoned by the red-belly snake venom. You are like a mud bodhisattva who can't save yourself when crossing the river. Coming to the stage to fight me is the same as sending yourself to death!"
"As a master, I will never do such an unjust thing. Just admit defeat."
As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted to Zhou Xianzong:
"Zhou Xianzong, there is no suspense in today's martial arts campaign. Stop struggling in vain and admit defeat."
"You have been the director for so many years and have not managed the Military Affairs Bureau well. It shows that you do not have the corresponding capabilities at all. Retire honestly. At least it will be dignified."
Under the ring, people were shaking their heads and persuading each other:
"Old man, you are already poisoned, so stop showing off and come down."
"The red-bellied snake venom feeds on a warrior's internal energy and will not stop until it empties your body. Master, the more force you use, the faster you will die. Why bother?"
"Director Zhou, for your own selfish purposes, you let such a poor old man come on stage. It's so despicable! Stop it!"
Zheng Nanshan ignored the people in the audience, looked at Ning Zhenxiong indifferently, and said in a casual tone:
"Everyone in the four major families knows who you Ning Zhenxiong is, so stop pretending about it now."
"All in all, as long as I'm here today, you can't even hope to win."
Ning Zhen was extremely majestic and immediately laughed ferociously:
"Okay, since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"
With a flash of his body, he actually used the same move he used to attack Lin Zangshan again. He instantly stepped in front of Zheng Nanshan and raised his leg to sweep directly in front of Zheng Nanshan.
Zheng Nanshan's reaction was exactly the same as Lin Zangshan's before. In a hasty reaction, he could only raise his arms to block.
Such a familiar scene made the viewers below unable to help but close their eyes.
Same recipe, same taste.
This old man is finished.
