Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 664 What is he angry about?
The person is still alive, but his heart is already half broken.

The moment the old Taoist priest called, Zhao Fangxu had a bad feeling in his heart.

I just don't dare to think about it that way.

After all, he is the Heavenly Master. How could Feng Qin have the ability to drag him down?
Is it possible that the Heavenly Master has some scandal in Feng Qin's hands? Otherwise, I really can't figure out why he would abdicate. The key is... he nominated Feng Qin!

Since the Heavenly Master personally recommended it, then it was the business of the Ten Lords, and Zhao Fangxu had no right to interfere.

The Tang Sect, which was originally under control, was directly sublimated after Feng Qin's actions.

"Tianshi, I'm not doubting your judgment, but these ten masters must be at least a little older, right? Feng Qin is only twenty years old."

Zhao Fangxu was so anxious that he kept scratching his head. "How about this, let Tang Miaoxing take over first?"

If we can’t stop the Tang Clan’s trend, then we can stop Feng Qin.

Tang Miaoxing is also an old guy. He can retire and enjoy his retirement in a few years after taking office. By that time, Tang Miaoxing's recommendation will not be as important as that of the Heavenly Master.

"Xiao Zhao...did you not understand what I said?"

The old Taoist priest's voice suddenly became long and drawn out. "As for me, I'm planning to give this position to Feng Qin."

It is giving, not recommending or negotiating.

This is, notification.

Zhao Fangxu didn't even dare to breathe, but he still couldn't figure it out.

In the company, all the information about Feng Qin was searched, and the only connection between him and the Tianshi Mansion was that he took second place in the Luotian Dajiao.

Just giving the first place to Zhang Chulan won’t necessarily involve exchanging one of the top ten, right?

Although I know that you, Zhang Zhiwei, have never participated in the meeting of the Ten Lords, and you just want to have the title for fun, but it shouldn't be so cheap.

That represents supreme power.

"Okay, Lao Lu wants to have dinner with me, so I won't talk any more."

After the phone call was hung up, Zhao Fangxu felt as if his soul was drained out. He stood at the foot of the mountain in a daze with a dull look in his eyes.

Tang Miaoxing wanted to laugh but it was hard to hold it back.

To be honest, he didn't know how Feng Qin did it. It was true that the old Taoist didn't care about vanity, but that guy had always been the type of person who said, "I may not want something, but you cannot not give it to me" since he was a child.

He doesn't care about anything, but you can't take it away because of that. He didn't say he would give it to you, so even if the seat is empty, you can't sit there.

Seeing Zhao Fangxu being humiliated, Tang Miaoxing couldn't help but say:
"Mr. Zhao, do you still keep your promise about what you just said?"

I'll fuck your grandma!
For the first time, Zhao Fangxu experienced the disadvantage of lacking hard power, which was that he could not beat up Tang Miaoxing and Feng Qin when he was extremely angry.

"Tang Miaoxing, you really cultivated a good seedling."

He couldn't say anything harsh, so he could only say something sarcastic to him, then turned around and left, with no intention of seeing Feng Qin again.

"Well, it's not about cultivation. I just thought that I could inherit the Danxi."

Everything I talked to Zhao Fangxu was from the heart. When he first met Feng Qin, Dan Shi was the only thing on his mind. Even when he was sleeping he dreamed about Feng Qin practicing Dan Shi.

There is nothing else to think about.

Things like You Ke's unique skills and Tang Gao's elixir recipes were all unexpected surprises.

Seeing Zhao Fangxu leave angrily, Tang Miaoxing was not idle. He trotted up the mountain and planned to find Feng Qin to ask him.

In Zhushan Sect, Director Su and others simultaneously received a message from the board of directors:

[Just do what you need to do, Tangmen doesn't need to worry about it. 】

Several people looked at each other in confusion.

Only Huang Bairen snorted coldly, "Old Zhao has run out of tricks now, so you should just do as I say and trip him up!"

Huang Bairen looked around, making sure there was no one around, and whispered:
"I still have some help now. It's not too late to make trouble. At most I can just pay you a little more money."

There is one good thing about the Wu Kui Competition, that is, it is really fair and just, and the competition venue is not a large open space, which means that many unknown small sects can also get a relatively good ranking. But money makes the world go round, and this also applies to the Yi Ren circle. As long as the price is beyond their rational consideration, and the odds of winning are not great, there are still a few people who will cooperate with the company.

"This...can I ask first?"

Bi Youlong didn't know whose side he should stand on, so he could only suggest asking Zhao Fangxu first.

If they were to trip up the company and be discovered by the Tang Clan, the company would have to break up with them.

The other party is really lucky, so he doesn't want to make trouble.

Huang Bairen thought about it and decided to dampen Zhao Fangxu's enthusiasm first and see his attitude.

[Boss Zhao, why are you leaving just like that? If the Tang Sect rises, the alien world will be "reformed". Did your plan fail? ]

After sending a sentence, he immediately copied the previous sentence, which he had prepared long ago.

[Why not give it a try and ruin the Wu Kui Association? If nothing else, at least the Tang Sect's martial arts will be boycotted. ]

As long as someone is crippled in public by the Tang Sect, this martial art will be classified as high-risk and permanently banned.

After a while, Zhao Fangxu sent a smiling emoticon and replied:

[It's up to you. You can take a few bombs and blow up the Wu Kui Society. I don't care.]

After the text is sent, there will be a voice message below.

"After bombing the Wu Kui Club, remember to return to the company early and start preparing for Tianshi to withdraw from the Ten Lords."

After hearing the voice message, the four directors were all stunned.

"The Heavenly Master quits the Ten Lords? Then... who will take over? Will it be Tang Miaoxing?"

Bi Youlong speculated quietly, and only Huang Bairen's expression suddenly changed.

"Feng Qin...Feng Qin must have taken over."

"what?"

"I know Lao Zhao. Even if we bomb the Wu Kui Society, we can't stop the trend. It must be Feng Qin's rise to power!"

"What are you standing there for? Go back to the company!"

The employees brought by the five directors withdrew at once, and the entire Zhushan Sect fell into a brief silence.

In the competition arena, Zhang Lingyu was forced to use Yin Wu Lei, and sucked Yuan Er into a kidney-deficient man, thus winning the competition.

"What about Feng Qin? Why didn't he participate in the competition? He dared to come up with a top-notch product, but didn't dare to come and win it?"

Being young and frivolous, he came to participate in this martial arts competition not because he cared about fame, nor because he coveted magical weapons and new weapon-refining techniques.

When I think about it, the title of champion is called the best. Doesn’t it mean replacing my own master?
This kind of anger cannot be tolerated!
He wants to take back the shame he suffered at the Luotian Grand Ceremony at the Wukui Conference!

After two days of playing, he found out that Feng Qin did not participate in the competition, which made him even more angry and annoyed.

"How would I know... He, why doesn't he participate in the competition? Master Lingyu, I'm almost too weak to walk, please stop using your magical power."

Yuan'er didn't even have the strength to stand up and lay on the ground.

Yin Wu Lei withdrew, officially announcing that Zhang Lingyu had entered the semi-finals!
His reaching the semi-finals meant that his next match would be against the last contestant from the Tang Sect - Tang Wenlong.

Zhang Lingyu walked out of the competition venue calmly and went to an empty corner. Then he half-knelt down with a ferocious expression, covering his chest.

"What's going on... It shouldn't have been this difficult to fight against the Tang Sect before."

One competition consumed 60% of his Qi flame.

Even if the semi-finals and finals were held tomorrow, it would be impossible to fully recover.

No matter what, I can't lose here! Otherwise, I will lose my title as a master!
Feng Qin was whispering not far away, looking at Zhang Lingyu, who was covering his chest with a ferocious expression, and felt a little confused.

What is this guy angry about?

(End of this chapter)