Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Fu Haotian finally had a strong showdown, and the audience was full of heated discussions.

Among the seven distinguished guests on the stage, some of them were already smiling, with an expression as expected. As Fu Haotian, they had already expected this kind of hole card.

Seeing that the overall situation was about to be settled, Palace Mistress Nanli Qingming had a normal expression.

"Take another count of the demon corpses and decide the outcome."

Tens of thousands of disciples had different expressions, and their eyes converged again.

The presiding elder complied with the order and turned around to Fu Haotian to give orders.

"Fu Haotian, since you still have the demon corpse, you can also hand it over for inventory."

Fu Haotian saluted with a smile, showing a refined demeanor.

"Elder please wait a while, I have already sent someone to invite Elder Wei to come."

The confident look became more and more obvious, and he spoke in full view, almost like a winner, the presiding elder could only nod his head in agreement.

"Okay, just a moment later."

In a few words, Fu Haotian has completely controlled the situation.

Tens of thousands of people waited with different expressions, and there were obvious differences between the disciples who were clearly happy and angry. Zhong Limeng and the others looked unwilling, but they were helpless.

But as time passed, the proud and excited disciples gradually showed suspicion.

"It's almost a stick of incense, why is Elder Wei still missing?"

"Could it be that Fu Haotian is putting on airs?"

"Bastard! What is the identity of Senior Brother Fu, how can he cheat!"

"Then why don't you see Elder Wei?"

"this……"

There were bursts of heated discussions outside the martial arts field, and doubts and disputes continued.

The controversy came to his ears, Fu Haotian managed to maintain a smile, but his face was a little embarrassed, and the pointing words were like stains on his face, making his face dull.

It was supposed to be the moment to steal the limelight by crushing the big victory, but Wei Zhenfang was nowhere to be seen.

Even if it doesn't affect the result, it still makes Fu Haotian unhappy!

In a grand event attended by tens of thousands of people, Fu Haotian was left in the air like this, and anger began to pour out of his heart, and he couldn't help but look back at the sound transmission!

"what happened!"

"Why hasn't Wei Zhenfang shown up for so long? What's the intention of being so arrogant at this critical moment?"

An old man with a nervous face responded quickly via voice transmission.

"My lord, please calm down. I have sent someone to invite him, but Wei Zhenfang has made great progress, and no one dares to offend him. Maybe he is still adjusting his breath, and he will arrive later."

Hearing the sound, Fu Haotian's eyes were microscopic, and his face became gloomy.

Wei Zhenfang, an old man, has been going too far with his cultivation, and he has been showing off constantly recently. If it is not for the personal position, and he still needs this person's help, how can he be so proud!

This old bastard!

Let him be proud for a while, and when he gets the position of chief disciple, he no longer needs external help, and he must make this bastard kneel in front of him and admit his mistake!

There was coldness in Fu Haotian's eyes, almost killing intent.

At this moment, the surrounding disciples moved out of the way like a tide.

No matter the inner or outer disciples, they all respectfully stepped aside.

"Elder Wei is here!"

Hearing a word of respect, Wei Zhenfang finally stepped into the arena with his hands behind his back.

Although he is the elder of Keqing, Wei Zhenfang has made great progress in cultivation, and the story of fighting the Eight Demons has spread, and tens of thousands of disciples respect him.

Right now, Wei Zhenfang is deciding the outcome of the battle for chief disciple, stepping in in a gray robe, naturally attracts all the attention.

The peripheral disciples, the high-ranking officials of Tiangong, and the distinguished guests on the stage all focused their eyes instantly.

I saw Wei Zhenfang with a calm face, showing an extraordinary aura of a master, with one hand behind his back, and he walked steadily forward without looking at him.

That demeanor is amazing at a glance.

Fu Haotian greeted him immediately, clasped his fists in salute.

With a humble and friendly smile on his face, his eyes no longer had the coldness before.

"Elder Wei, it's about the outcome of the chief contest, so I have to ask you to go out. If there is any trouble, I hope Haihan."

Wei Zhenfang just glanced indifferently and nodded slightly.

"Ok."

The extraordinary aura of the master diffused into the field again.

Many people have fully believed that Wei Zhenfang must improve greatly, otherwise, they would not dare to treat Fu Haotian with such an attitude.

On the other hand, Fu Haotian didn't mind, he just smiled.

Seeing this situation, even the presiding elder took it seriously, looked at Wei Zhenfang with admiration, and bowed his hands to ask politely.

"Elder Wei, I heard that you still have a thousand demon corpses in your hands, right?"

Wei Zhenfang nodded again.

"Well, that's true."

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples inside and outside the martial arts field were already very happy and angry.

At a glance, the victory and defeat had been clearly revealed on everyone's faces, except for Zhong Limeng and others who were still unwilling, and the faces of the juniors behind them were already pale.

The presiding elder remained unmoved and continued to speak out.

"Since that's the case, please ask Elder Wei to hand over the demon corpse and count it on the spot!"

Under Fu Haotian's expectant attention, Wei Zhenfang pointed out.

A stream of light shot out from the storage ring, and gathered into a mountain in front of the open space of the martial arts field!

The glaring light dissipated, and the mountain bag of demon corpses appeared in front of my eyes, which was half higher than the two corpse mountains next to me. At a glance, it was far more than 800.

There is no doubt about the number of these thousand demon corpses!

Looking up at the horrifying pile of corpses, Zhong Limeng's clenched fists slowly loosened, his pale face was bloodless.

Behind you, brothers and sisters

His eyes were full of despair, and he was completely defeated by the mountain of thousands of corpses!

"This, what can I do!"

"It's over, it's over..."

There was a whisper that everything was over, and Fu Haotian enjoyed hearing it.

Looking back at everyone's expressions, he was particularly satisfied with the same desperation, and finally showed the triumph of the winner on his face, no longer pretending to be a gentleman.

Especially when he saw that Zhong Limeng was also silent, his heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Chicly playing with the jade fan in his hand, Fu Haotian looked over with a playful smile.

"Senior Sister Zhongli."

"Tsk tsk, look at my memory, you won't be my senior sister from now on, I should call you 'Miss Zhongli'."

Laughter sounded, Zhong Limeng and all the brothers gritted their teeth and watched quietly.

The corners of Fu Haotian's mouth were slightly raised, with a regretful expression on his face.

"What a pity."

"It seems that your results are only a mere eight hundred, while I have a total of one thousand and eight. You don't even have half of my son. According to the agreement, Miss Zhongli will give up the position of chief and leave my Cangyun Tiangong from now on. .”

"However, my young master is tolerant. Since we belonged to the same family, I would like to lend a flying boat to see you off."

"What do you think? Hahaha..."

The laughter became louder and louder, and it was already a little harsh.

Zhong Limeng's expression was extremely embarrassing, she was overwhelmed by the cruel and helpless reality, no matter how unwilling she was, she could hardly have the confidence to argue.

The brothers and sisters gritted their teeth, already ignoring the hot discussion of tens of thousands of people behind them.

Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, the presiding elder also climbed up the jade steps.

Standing under the seat of congratulations and VIPs, the words of the loud voice spread across the world.

"This chief ceremony, the winner is Fu..."

The sound is like thunder, and honor and disgrace are established!

Just when the judgment sound of the two levels of joy was heard, it was suddenly interrupted by a deep voice.

"Wait!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the sound, and the presiding elder also frowned!

Another moth?

But when he heard the reputation, he saw that it was Wei Zhenfang who spoke.

The presiding elder weighed it in a bit, and had no choice but to hold back his anger and ask in a low voice.

"I don't know what Elder Wei is doing?"

The sudden change caught everyone's attention.

As the focus of the field, Wei Zhenfang spoke out calmly.

"Did you declare it wrong?"

"When did I say that these thousand demon corpses are for Fu Haotian?"