Chapter 210 His Mother
"Master? Master?"
Looking at Ying Xuanzi who suddenly fell silent, Lin Dong had to remind him carefully. He had guessed something.
"Haha, sorry, people like to recall some things in the past when they get old."
Ying Xuanzi, whose eyes gradually regained their spirit, smiled gently and said:
"The position of the chief of the Desolate Palace has indeed been vacant for a long time. With the chiefs of the other three palaces sitting in the hall, it is time for the Desolate Palace to introduce a leader."
"But even if I am the master of a sect, I cannot directly designate the position of the chief. The chief can only be produced in the competition of the true disciples, so that the four halls can be convinced."
Speaking of this, Ying Xuanzi's face gradually became solemn.
"Master, rest assured, Lin Dong will fight for the position of the chief himself. Since the four true disciples of the Desolate Palace are all present, it is better to do it today than to wait for a day. Why don't we, the five true disciples, fight under the watchful eyes of the Dao Sect and decide the chief candidate on the spot."
Lin Dong nodded heavily, full of eagerness to try.
Below, the faces of the four true disciples of the Desolate Palace changed when they heard this.
The four of us have decided not to bother you anymore. It’s fine if you don’t want to repay us, but you dare to take the initiative to provoke us. Do you have any law? Do you know what it means to respect the elderly? Do you know what it means to respect your predecessors? !
“Master, I think this is inappropriate. Lin Dong has not practiced any martial arts of my Desolate Palace, not even the simplest Desolate Force, but Pang Tong and the other four have been in the palace for three or four years, and have practiced the four major martial arts of my Desolate Palace.”
“This kind of competition is too unfair to Lin Dong. How about this? In half a month, it will be my Desolate Palace’s monthly competition. At that time, all the disciples of the Desolate Palace will appear. How about the competition for the chief at that time?”
Chen Zhen immediately stepped out after hearing this and gave Lin Dong a hidden look.
Although Lin Dong is also in the Seventh Yuan Nirvana Realm, he has just broken through and his foundation is not stable after all. Pang Tong and his four companions were veteran warriors who had mastered many of the martial arts of the Desolate Palace. Even ordinary Eight Yuan Nirvana Realm warriors might not be able to defeat them.
Chen Zhen really regarded Lin Dong as the hope for the rise of the Desolate Palace at this time, fearing that Lin Dong would do something regretful in a moment of impulse.
"Uncle Chen Zhen is wrong. If I practice the martial arts of the Desolate Palace, it would be the greatest injustice to Pang Tong and his four companions. After all, killing them now would be like killing dogs. If I practice the martial arts of the Desolate Palace again, what is the point of continuing the competition."
Lin Dong shook his head and said seriously.
Chen Zhen: "..."
"How dare you! How arrogant! How can you tolerate this!"
"How can there be such a shameless person in the world!"
"Lin Dong, I, Fang Yun, will duel with you on the spot!!"
Four shouts were heard from the crowd, and Pang Tong and his four companions, who were furious, immediately stepped out of the crowd and stared at Lin Dong with blazing eyes.
"I hope the master will help me!" Lin Dong turned a blind eye and bowed to Ying Xuanzi leisurely. "Haha, interesting, you little guy always behave differently from ordinary people." Ying Xuanzi looked at Lin Dong carefully and laughed immediately. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "It's settled. The competition for the chief of Huang Palace will be held today." "The competition venue... will be set on the stone platform in the center." Ying Xuanzi lowered his eyes and pointed his finger at the giant stone platform below. Seeing this, the disciples of various halls standing on the platform immediately disappeared. "Master, Lin Dong has an immature suggestion. Please see" Seeing that Ying Xuanzi was about to fall, Lin Dong hurriedly coughed lightly, his face full of shyness. The eyes of the world looked at Lin Dong again. What kind of monster is this guy going to do? "Since it is an immature suggestion, it is better not to mention it." Ying Xuanzi stopped and looked at Lin Dong with a smile. "Thank you for your agreement, Master. Then Lin Dong will tell you."
Lin Dong nodded slightly and opened his mouth to speak.
Ying Xuanzi: "..."
Chen Zhen and the other eight hall masters: "..."
"One-on-one duels are really a waste of time. It will take at least three rounds to decide the leader. In order to save time, how about one-on-four? I am fighting four of them alone. Is this considered a bit too bullying?"
Lin Dong smiled embarrassedly.
"Too much bullying! Too much bullying! Lin Dong, we will fight to the death with you!"
"Master, you can't do that. Please think twice!"
"Fuck, Junior Brother Lin Dong is awesome! Junior Brother Lin Dong is awesome!!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
The angry roars of the four true disciples, the negative voices of the eight hall masters, and the exclamations of many Dao Sect disciples all mixed together, turning the entire Huangdian station into a messy vegetable market.
"Approved!"
Amidst the noise, a resolute voice resounded, and the field instantly fell silent. Everyone looked at the Supreme Master of Dao Sect in disbelief.
"Master, you..."
Wu Dao was about to speak when Ying Xuanzi interrupted him with a wave of his hand.
"Maybe everyone thinks that I, the Master, am crazy. No, I am not crazy. I just want to make an interesting attempt."
Ying Xuanzi's face was still gentle. He turned his head and smiled at Lin Dong and said, "If you want to be willful once, I will let you be willful once. I will give you whatever you want. Fight today? Okay. One against four, that's fine. But..."
"But you must defeat Pang Tong and the other four and take the top position, otherwise you will lose. As the price of failure, you will go to the outer peak of the Desolate Palace and stay with the tens of thousands of registered disciples of the Desolate Palace, working every day."
"Until the moment you step into the Shengxuan realm, you can return to the Desolate Palace and become a true disciple of the Desolate Palace."
At the end, Ying Xuanzi's face gradually became fierce.
Willfulness is the qualification of a strong man. If you can't prove that you are a strong man, then die. It is a sin for a weak man to even live.
He is the head of the Dao Sect, a giant who suppresses the East Xuan Region. He is not interested in playing with a child who doesn't know how to advance and retreat.
Go ahead and make a fuss. I want to see how far you can make a fuss. I'm not afraid of you making trouble. Just because you don't have the ability to make trouble, it's better to make another Zhou Tong for the Dao Sect and the Desolate Palace.
"A gentleman's word is as good as a whip for a fast horse."
Lin Dong, who tasted the meaning of the words of the head of the Dao Sect, responded with a smile.
"Okay, let's not delay any longer, let's start the fight." Ying Xuanzi smiled and led the hall masters behind him to fly downwards, and the crowd of people around him rushed to the giant platform. "Lin Dong, the master never jokes. You have to think clearly. Do you want to continue to be your true disciple of the Desolate Hall, or be deleted from the register after failure and fall into the outer peak?" Chen Zhen, who passed by Lin Dong, said in a low voice. "Uncle Chen Zhen, please rest assured. After all, the four senior brothers Pang Tong and I are from the same sect. I will try my best to control them when I attack later." Lin Dong smiled irrelevantly. "..." At this moment, Chen Zhen suddenly felt more tired than ever before. Damn it, where does your confidence come from? I really want to give you a love punch on the spot! !