Zhang Jun gradually became impatient. He stretched out his hand and pressed down slightly. Everyone stopped arguing and looked over quietly.
"This will indeed kill and injure many people. But if the conflict is not resolved in time, sooner or later it will break out, and I am afraid more people will die then than today! Hatred is like a malignant tumor. If it is not treated, it will only get worse.
Serious!" Zhang Jun said in a deep voice, "Today I am here to issue the first order of the leader of the martial arts alliance!"
There was silence below, and everyone knew that the leader of the martial arts alliance had already made a decision.
"After today, all parties with any grudges can come to me to sign up for the competition! Participants in the competition will live or die by their fate. No matter what the outcome of the competition is, they are not allowed to pick fights with each other in the future, otherwise they will be killed without mercy.
!The Xijiang martial arts community will be punished together!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone changed their colors, what a domineering martial arts leader!
Zhang Jun looked solemn and continued word by word: "Those who have not participated in the competition are also not allowed to pick fights in the future, otherwise they will be killed without mercy! The Xijiang martial arts community will be punished together!"
After hearing these harsh words, everyone showed thoughtful expressions. Some even thought that Zhang Jun's method was indeed feasible, and understood why Zhang Jun did so. If a martial arts alliance has many internal conflicts and grievances among its members,
, such an alliance cannot last long and will surely perish.
The monk who was the first to make suggestions said sternly: "Leader, although you are the leader of the martial arts alliance, the martial arts is the martial arts of all of us. Don't you need to seek our opinions on such an important decision?"
Zhang Jun was not angry and said calmly: "What this master said is that such an important decision requires unanimous approval by everyone before it can be implemented. Although I am the leader of the alliance, I am not a willful person."
Having said this, he said: "There are hundreds of martial arts friends present. If more than half of them agree to this suggestion, the competition will be held. What do you think, master?"
The monk was speechless and could only say: "It really passed, I have nothing to say."
Zhang Jun nodded slightly and said loudly: "Everyone! If the Xijiang Wulin wants to be peaceful in the future, the competition must be held! Some of you have not made any grudges with others, but don't any of your friends around you have any grudges with others? One person meets
When you meet a powerful enemy, whoever is not a friend will make things worse and worse. In the end, the hatred between two people will often turn into hatred between two groups of people, resulting in heavy casualties!"
"As for those who have been injured or even killed by relatives and friends, you must need such a fair opportunity for revenge! Even if you kill your enemy, you will not suffer retaliation, because the entire Xijiang Wulin is your backing!"
"There are still some friends in the martial arts who made a profit when they had a grudge against others, killing and wounding their enemies. But don't forget that it is easy to hide with open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows. Aren't you worried about being secretly plotted by your enemies? Instead of that.
If you are worried, it is better to solve it once and for all on the competition platform to avoid worries!"
For these three categories, Zhang Jun gave them all a reason to support the duel, causing an uproar in the audience.
Having said this, he paused for a few minutes and then said: "Everyone should have thought clearly. Let's vote by show of hands. If you agree to the competition, please raise your hands!" After saying this, he was the first to raise his hand.
Zhao Hongguang and Xue Chengfang looked at each other and raised their hands one after another to express their support. One after another, people raised their hands, and the number of people was increasing. It gradually spread, and eventually about two-thirds of the people supported this proposal.
The monk sighed, whispered the Buddha's name and returned to his original position. He was powerless to prevent this from happening.
Zhang Junsurong said: "More than half of the people agreed to the competition, the resolution was passed! This resolution takes effect today. No one is allowed to fight in private before the competition. Otherwise, he will be the enemy of the entire Xijiang Wulin!"
Next, everyone discussed the time for the competition, and finally decided that the conference would be held in one month. During this month, those participating in the competition prepared for the battle with all their strength.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the Xijiang Martial Arts Conference convened by Zhang Jun ended. Some participants left, and a few stayed at the inn, studying martial arts in groups and making friends.
Zhang Jun then went to the room where Zhao Xing stayed, and Zhao Hongguang and Xue Chengfang and his son also followed in.
Zhao Xing is a young man about twenty years old. He now looks haggard and his eyes are empty. But when he saw Xue Xi, he suddenly yelled, his eyes full of resentment and hatred.
Xue Xi was startled and shouted: "Brother Zhao, it's my fault for hitting you, but the martial arts leader has superb medical skills, he will definitely be able to cure your injury!"
"Kill him! Dad, kill him quickly and take revenge!" Zhao Xing was like crazy, not listening to what Xue Xi was saying at all, and waving his arms wildly.
Zhao Hongguang felt as if his heart was cut by a knife. He hugged his son and advised him: "Son, the alliance leader can heal your injury. Stop making trouble."
Zhang Jun frowned, stepped forward and slapped him down.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Xing felt a pain on his face and felt a strong force pierce the acupuncture points in his brain. He suddenly became more conscious. He stared at Zhang Jun with an annoyed look on his face.
Zhang Jun said coldly: "Your father gave birth to you when he was forty-two years old. He loves you very much and regards you as the hope of his life. But you are in danger because of a woman with fireworks. People like you are simply stupid.
You deserve to die, and it’s really not worth our leader’s help!”
Zhao Hongguang was furious when he saw Zhang Jun slap Zhao Xing, but after hearing these words, he sighed and lowered his head.
Zhao Xing ended up like this because he was young and frivolous. Zhang Jun's words woke up the man in his dream. His father's love when he was a child, his mother's care, and the pain he had endured these days all came to mind one by one.
Suddenly, he burst into tears, hugged Zhao Hongguang and said, "Dad, I'm sorry for you, my son is wrong!"
Zhao Hongguang burst into tears and nodded repeatedly: "Good boy, as long as you understand."
Zhang Jun nodded and said, "If you can figure it out, it's not in vain for me to take action." After saying that, he walked over and took his pulse.
Under fluoroscopy, he found that Zhao Xing's injuries were very serious and he was already a disabled person. His internal organs were injured, his bones were broken in more than ten places, and the most serious one was a transverse lumbar vertebra, which turned him into a paraplegic.
Although these injuries have recovered slightly under Western medical treatment, he has now become a complete invalid, worse than a normal person.
After taking the pulse, Zhang Jun first used the Nine Jin of Medical Techniques to set the bones, then restored the internal organs, and finally repaired his spine. Since the bones had grown strong, he had to break the broken parts again before he could treat them with the golden light of the Buddha's Eye.
The treatment process was excruciating, but Zhao Xing gritted his teeth and persisted, breaking out in a hot sweat. After more than an hour of treatment, he lay motionless on the hardwood bed. Zhang Jun asked him to lie there for three days without moving at all.
The treatment process did not avoid Zhao Hongguang and others. Everyone was very surprised by Zhang Jun's medical skills. After the treatment, Zhao Hongguang couldn't help but ask: "Who is the master of the alliance leader's medical skills? How can it be so miraculous?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "Taoist Tianchi once taught me Yiyangzhi back then. He is half of my master."
The One-Yang Finger is a magical legend in the martial arts world. Zhao Hongguang and others were shocked when they heard it.
, I think Zhao Xing’s injury can be recovered.”
Zhang Jun: "You should be able to get out of bed in three days."
Zhao Hongguang once again expressed his gratitude, and Xue Chengfang was also very grateful to Zhang Jun for taking action, otherwise Zhao Hongguang would have fought hard with him, and the result would have been unpredictable.
After leaving the room, Zhang Jun met Fang Mingxuan's entourage halfway, and the other party invited him to the top floor to discuss matters on Fang Mingxuan's order.
In the luxurious suite on the top floor, both the Tathagata of Death and Fang Mingxuan were there. Zhang Jun entered, and Fang Mingxuan gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Brother Ao, what a trick! It seems that he has become a bit more majestic as a martial arts leader."
Zhang Jun said calmly: "Excuse me."
Killing Buddha said: "This is a good way to hold a competition. I, the Blood Hand Hall, can use this method to establish prestige when we unify the world in the future."
Zhang Jun said: "You two asked me to come here just to say this?"
Fang Mingxuan said: "Of course not. There are tasks assigned to you. These are part of our cooperation and you must complete them."
Zhang Jun: "What mission?"
Fang Mingxuan handed him a piece of information and said: "This is the information obtained by the Fang family and Xueshou Tang who spent a lot of money to investigate in Xijiang. It records in detail the names and relationships of people in Xijiang's business community and the underground world, as well as the important figures in Xijiang.
It’s all up there.”
Zhang Jun's mind was spinning and he asked: "What next?"
"The first step for Blood Hand Hall and our Fang family is to integrate the entire Xijiang underground world and become a business leader. I give you this to give you a comprehensive understanding of Xijiang before you can do things for us.
.”
"Everyone with a red circle on this list is the target of your suppression; the person with the blue circle is the target of key surveillance; the person with the black circle is our friend, you should try your best to protect them." Fang Mingxuan said,
"This is a big project, so you don't have to rush into it. You need to understand the situation first."
Zhang Jun put away the materials and said: "I understand." He was very surprised in his heart. The Fang family and Xueshou Tang were so ambitious! They actually wanted to control Xijiang in all directions. Do they really think they are the emperor of the earth?
At this time, the Tathagata Killer said: "I will leave Xijiang tomorrow, and you can handle the rest by yourselves." Then he clapped his hands, and twenty-four people entered the room, among which a pair of twin sisters were particularly eye-catching. These twin sisters were both
They are stunningly beautiful, with proud figures, wearing tight black leather clothes, and they are all masters of dark power!
Killing Tathagata introduced in a calm tone: "These people are your subordinates, all at the dark level. You can order them to do anything, including letting them die."
Zhang Jun glanced at the twenty-four people and knew that this was most likely the Tathagata Killer's way of monitoring him, and sending them away was just an excuse.
He said calmly: "Okay, thank you."
The Tathagata Killing Smiled slightly: "Brother Ao, you and I will be colleagues from now on, serving the Holy Lord together, so there is no need to be polite."