Supreme Martial God Technique

Seeing that the situation was a bit awkward, Teng Feng coughed lightly and stood up.

Resolved: "Yes, indeed, your bet is not over yet. There is another disciple of the Earth King Sect who has advanced to the next round. Don't worry, we will have to wait until the third round tomorrow to see the final result."

"Master Tengfeng, although you are the leader of this competition, and there has never been such a rule before, I, Daokong, boldly propose that we wait for my disciple Wu Yun to recover from his injuries before proceeding to the third round. It’s a competition, otherwise, it’s not fair!”

Daokong suddenly spoke.

However, the moment Daokong finished speaking, Wang Zhi immediately said with a smile: "Oh, Daokong, you said it, there has never been such a rule, why, you Daokong?" How can you be virtuous and want to be an innovator in our five martial arts rules?

Do you deserve it? "

"Wang Zhi, this is a fair fight. Don't do such dirty things with a villain like you. This is not just for my disciples, but also for the fairness of everyone. You dare to guarantee that one day, Wouldn't one of your disciples suffer a tragic defeat with serious injuries?

At that time, would you still say such things? "

Daokong's sonorous words made Wang Zhi speechless immediately.

And from the spectators in the field, there were also voices of approval.

Perhaps Daokong did this essentially for the sake of his disciples, but in the long run, this was indeed one of the decisions to ensure fairness.

But although Wang Zhi knew that he was wrong, he would never allow this to happen.

Once Wu Yun recovers, how will his disciple Yu Yi have a chance to win?

But when he was about to speak, Teng Feng interrupted him again.

"Fellow Taoist Wang Zhi and fellow Taoist Daokong, please don't be impatient. Since both of you have their own opinions, what is more, what Taoist Taoist Daokong said does have some truth. Of course, I also understand what Taoist Taoist Wang Zhi feels. That’s why I, Teng Feng, can’t take sides!”

"In this case, since this is the case, we will respect everyone's wishes. Except for me, you four sect leaders will each take their own positions. Whoever agrees with it more will listen to whoever it is!"

After the words fell, everyone was in an uproar.

Especially Daokong, his face can be said to be very ugly, because for him, there is no chance of winning.

Wang Zhi and Yu Xiao must be the same person.

For him, it would be equal at best, and it also depends on the intentions of the leader of the Phantom Sect, Gui Mei.

"Haha, okay, just do what fellow Taoist Tengfeng said!"

Wang Zhi seemed to have a sure victory and agreed. At the same time, he looked at Gui Mei and said: "Fellow Gui Mei, don't say much. Afterwards, I, Wang Zhi and Yu Xiao, will definitely reward you with generous gifts. As long as you want it, as long as it is from me." I agree with everything the two schools can offer!”

This may seem out of place, but the intention is actually very clear.

And everyone had no doubts, because the facts were clearly before their eyes at this moment.

As long as Gui Mei agrees with Wang Zhi, there will be no possibility for Daokong to make a comeback.

Daokong also looked at the ghost subconsciously, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Because he knew that no matter in any aspect, his Daowu Immortal Sect could not compare with the Diwang Sect and Yujin Sect.

Even if it comes to giving gifts, one of his sects cannot compare to two sects.

"Fellow Taoist Wang Zhi has such kind intentions. If I didn't choose you, wouldn't it seem a little disrespectful?"

The ghost also spoke at the right time.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and thought to themselves, "Could it be that the ghost is on Wang Zhi's side?"

Daokong also suddenly raised his head. At this moment, his palms even started to sweat.

He has not been so nervous for many years since he became the master of Daowuxian Sect.

As for Wang Zhi, he couldn't help laughing wildly at this moment.

But Wang Zhi's laughter just started, but soon stopped again.

Because, the ghost spoke, "Fellow Taoist Wang Zhi, although your generous gifts are very tempting, I, the Phantom Sect, do not lack anything. I still like fairness, so I will stand in vain!"

"Thank you very much. I, the Martial Immortal Sect, don't have any great gifts, but I, Daokong, have remembered the kindness of the Ghost Sect Master!"

Ups and downs, Daokong's mood at this moment cannot be described.

Wang Zhi's face quickly darkened. He glared at the ghost a few times and swallowed. It seemed that he had the urge to rush forward and tear the ghost into pieces.

"It's a draw. It seems like there's no winner yet. So, while the people watching the battle haven't left yet, let's make a decision based on their voices."

"Whoever has more supporters will be judged by their cheers later, and whoever listens will listen!"

"Fellow Taoist Daokong, fellow Taoist Wang Zhi, you two, do you have any opinions?"

"Can!"

Daokong nodded easily.

"Um!"

Wang Zhi gritted his teeth and nodded impatiently.

What can he say at this point? The hatred between him and the Daowu Immortal Sect cannot bring Teng Feng and Gui Mei into it.

"Everyone, I believe you all know the whole story very well. Next, whose name I call will be used to judge the final result with your screams!"

Seeing that the two agreed, Teng Feng turned to look at the people in the audience and said loudly.

"Those who support Wang Zhi, the leader of the Diwang Sect, and insist on holding the third round tomorrow regardless of the injuries of the contestants, please speak out!"

Hearing these words, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on the corner of Daokong's mouth.

But Wang Zhi's face suddenly sank.

Isn't this tone and tone obviously belittling Wang Zhi?

At the same time, Wang Zhi secretly cursed: "You Tengfeng old bastard, you are trying to trick me!"

Sure enough, although there were voices from the audience, the scene of tens of millions of people only sounded like two or three hundred people.

Then, Teng Feng said: "I support Dao Kong, the leader of the Daowuxian Sect. Fairness is the first priority. If the competition is postponed due to the injuries of the contestants, please speak out!"

"Support, I support Master Daokong!"

"We also support Master Daokong and will hold the third event after Wu Yun recovers!"

""In an instant, the entire venue seemed to be boiling.

It is self-evident who decides the final result. Even if Wang Zhi wants to cheat, he can't.

Of course, the reason why the support was so one-sided was that Teng Feng's tone when announcing to the two of them also played a big role.

It was obvious that he also supported Daokong.

Wang Zhi and Yu Xiao looked gloomy and did not stay any longer. They led their disciples and left the place in a hurry.

Daokong was also a sensible person and immediately bowed sincerely to Gui Mei and Teng Feng, including everyone in the audience! "Fellow Daokong, there is no need for this. In fact, I admire Wu Yun as a disciple, and I also look forward to what he can do next!"

The ghost said with a faint smile, and then he led his disciples to turn around and leave the place.

Teng Feng also smiled lightly, indicating that Daokong didn't have to do this and asked him to take Wu Yun back to heal his injuries earlier.

Then, he dismissed everyone again, and the third battle will be announced later!