The topic once again turned to the leader of the martial arts alliance, and Lin Jiamu, who had shared the same hatred with Shen Fengchu just now, instantly changed his expression.
"You are from the northwest and are not of my Central Plains ethnicity. How can you lead our Central Plains martial arts world?"
"Is there something wrong with what Master Lin said? I heard clearly just now that whoever has the highest martial arts skills will be the leader of the martial arts alliance!" Shen Fengchu looked at his face with disdain, "Although I am from the northwest, I am They are also people from the Jianghu. Besides, since this Jianghu belongs to the people of the world, what difference does it make between people from the Central Plains, people from the Northwest, or others? How can the Pavilion Master be dissatisfied, why not come and defeat me?"
Lin Jiamu was so angry that his face turned blue.
Just now, Lin Jiamu had been defeated by Ghost Face Shura, and Ghost Face Shura was defeated by Shen Fengchu. It was obvious that Shen Fengchu was stronger than him.
He was already injured at this moment. If he challenged Shen Fengchu again, wouldn't it be tantamount to committing suicide?
"Although my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, my Central Plains martial arts community has its own talents. I don't believe it. Could it be that there is no one in our Central Plains martial arts community who can be your opponent?" Taking a breath, he turned to look at the people below the stage, "Fellow martial arts brothers, Are you going to watch our Central Plains martial arts fall into the hands of the barbarians from the northwest? If this is the case, how can we have the face to enter and exit the world?"
Lin Jiamu deliberately emphasized Shen Fengchu's identity because he wanted to arouse the national sentiments of everyone in the stands and wanted someone to stand up and suppress Shen Fengchu.
However, even if there are people in the audience who want to gain the upper hand, they still have to see if they have the strength.
Therefore, although many people in the audience agreed with Lin Jiamu, they were just talking about it, and no one really dared to stand up and challenge Shen Fengchu.
Seeing that no one showed up, Lin Jiamu turned to look at the two people beside him, "Master Huaihai, are you really going to let it go?"
"Amitabha!" Master Huaihai raised his hands and recited the Buddha's name. "Pavilion Master should know that our Shaolin Temple will never participate in the disputes for martial arts leaders. What's more, what this young hero said is not wrong, no matter it is Whether people from the northwest or from the Central Plains, they are all people from the martial arts world. There is nothing wrong with a talented and capable person being the leader of the martial arts alliance!"
Lin Jiamu turned his eyes and looked at Wudang disciple Yan Zili unwillingly, "What did Mr. Yan say?"
Yan Zili smiled lightly, "I'm coming down to Xiaoshan just to represent Wudang in the martial arts conference!"
Even the immortal immortal on Wudang Mountain will not compete for the number one position in the world. Under the guidance of words and deeds, Wudang disciples all cultivate their moral character and live in peace with the world. How can this most peaceful disciple of Wudang compete for the martial arts world? The position of leader?
Seeing the indifferent expressions of these two people, Lin Jiamu was angry and helpless. He turned his eyes and saw Ning Ziyu standing behind Mu Qingnian, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Young Master Ning, don't you have the courage to challenge him?"
Ning Ziyu looked at Shen Fengchu, who was dressed in red and elegant sleeves on the high platform, and smiled faintly.
He was indifferent by nature and had no interest in any martial arts leader. What's more, that night, Shen Fengchu used the banknote to help him out. This debt has not been repaid, so why would he fight with Shen Fengchu.
"It seems!" Shen Fengchu looked around the crowd, his eyes casually passing across Yun Chu's face, "Is this the position of leader of the martial arts alliance decided?"
"Not always!"
Under the stands, a man's voice, as dry as the sound of rusty iron being scraped, suddenly sounded from the crowd of spectators.