"Fankong, don't get complacent too early, we won't let you sit on the throne of the abbot, you don't want to succeed!" Several senior monks of the 'Sanskrit' generation such as Master Fantong of the Dharma Academy hurriedly went over to help Master Fanyin, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and shouted angrily at the demon monk Fankong.

"Why do you still want to regret it?" the demon monk Fankong's face turned pale.

At the same time, there was also a cold cheer on the high seat next to him, and the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng set his eyes on the senior monks of Shaolin Temple, and said coldly: "The so-called monks don't speak, and Buddhist holy places like Shaolin Temple will be untrustworthy!"

"Rising Sun Dongsheng, you don't have to meddle in your affairs!" "Master Fantong of the Dharma Academy and others said angrily: "Who to choose as the abbot of Shaolin Temple is our own business of Shaolin Temple, what do you have to do!"

"Ah, Master Fantong, forgive me for being blunt, what you said is not right. On the other side, the head of the Qingyun Sword Sect, Qingyang Daoist, smiled: "The abbot of Shaolin Temple is indeed an internal matter of your Shaolin Temple, and we outsiders have no right to interfere, but the abbot of Shaolin Temple is also the leader of the martial arts alliance, which is related to the safety of the entire martial arts, and any fellow martial arts has the right to supervise." Just now, the skills of the Sanskrit master and nephew are not as good as people, and the strength is so weak, it is obviously inferior to the Brahman!"

The senior monks of Shaolin Temple looked at each other, and while asking people to help the seriously injured Master Sanyin back to the temple to rest, they discussed in a low voice. The abbot of Shaolin Temple is also the leader of the martial arts alliance, which is indeed the crux of the problem, and it is also the reason for outside forces to interfere in Shaolin Temple.

"Shaolin Temple must not be destroyed, the demon monk Fankong does not want to be the abbot. Master Fantong of the Dharma Academy discussed with all the senior monks, and finally could only make a difficult decision, "Our Shaolin Temple is willing to give up the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance!"

Wuliang Mountain Shaolin Temple is the first of the six holy places, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple has also served as the leader of the martial arts alliance for hundreds of years. It's just that now that it has been forced to this part, Shaolin Temple obviously has no other choice, either according to the agreement, let the demon monk Fankong be the abbot of Shaolin Temple and destroy Shaolin Temple, or Shaolin Temple can only give up the position of the leader of the Wulin League and retain the right to vote for its own abbot.

"Is this true?Are you Shaolin Temple willing to give up the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?" The eyes of the Holy Fire Sect Master, the Rising Sun Dongsheng Yin Owl, flashed with a glimmer of light, and there was a smile on his face. If Shaolin Temple gives up the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, then the purpose of his trip will be more than half completed.

"Wait!"

A clear shout suddenly sounded in the crowd, and everyone looked up, only to see a young monk in his early twenties coming out of the crowd, and said loudly: "The leader of the martial arts alliance has always been the leader of the Central Plains of Wuliang Mountain Shaolin, if the leader of the alliance is not in Shaolin, dare to ask who the next leader is, is it you Rising Sun Dongsheng?"

With the words of the little monk, the hundreds of thousands of warriors and visitors around them all whispered and muttered. Yes, if the Shaolin Temple is not the leader of the alliance, then who will be the leader of the martial arts alliance. Wuliang Mountain Shaolin Temple has always been the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, and Buddhism is compassionate, the monks from Shaolin Temple are very good, very convincing, many martial arts people are also accustomed to being led by Shaolin Temple. Now that they are about to change the leader of the martial arts alliance, many people always feel uncomfortable and even a little uncertain. There were also some people of insight in the crowd who seemed to feel something faintly and looked worried.

"The candidate for the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, our other factions will elect on their own!" "Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng frowned and said, "Who are you little monk?"

"Amitabha, little monk Huiming!" Ye Xing shouted the Buddha's horn and grinned: "I don't think there is a need for a re-election, the Rising Sun Sect Master is so keen on the position of the Alliance Leader, and his strength is strong, it is better for the Rising Sun Sect Master to take over the position of the Martial Arts Alliance Master!"

Ye Xing took retreat as advance and directly launched a verbal offensive. Suddenly, many martial artists and guests at the scene had different expressions, and they all looked at the Holy Fire Sect Master Rising Sun Dongsheng with observational eyes. Few people who can be martial artists are fools, more or less, and many people feel that the performance of Rising Sun Dongsheng today is a little eager.

"You monk don't want to talk nonsense, how can this seat be keen on the position of the leader of the alliance. The Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng felt the faintly questioning gazes of the many martial artists around him, and the pressure in his heart increased greatly, and he could only bite the bullet and say in a deep voice: "Our Holy Fire Sect proposes that Master Fankong serve as the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. After all, everyone has also seen that Master Fankong defeated Master Fanyin, who was about to take over the position of abbot of the alliance leader, and the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance should be taken over by Master Fankong. ”

The original plan was to take away the position of the leader of the Shaolin Temple Alliance and take it directly by himself, but now that he has been picked out in front of him, in front of everyone, Rising Sun Dongsheng is embarrassed to push himself up, and can only be controlled behind the scenes. I also hated the little monk named 'Huiming' in front of me. Although the demon monk Fankong is his person, behind-the-scenes control is not as convenient as direct control after all.

"Well, the Holy Fire Sect Master is reasonable, and I will second, Old Dao!" said the head of the Qingyun Sword Sect, Qingyang Dao Leader, stroked his beard and smiled.

"Amitabha, the little monk doesn't second!" Ye Xing quickly reversed: "This demon monk Fankong has no virtue and no prestige, how can he be the leader of the martial arts alliance." Fellow martial artists, everyone said yes!"

"Presumptuous, you are an unknown little monk, you don't have a place to speak here!" the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng said in annoyance, and the terrifying coercion roared towards Ye Xing as he spoke, trying to do something to Ye Xing, the little monk, and make him stop.

"Hahaha, Brother Rising Sun's words are not right, as the saying goes, reason travels all over the world, Tang thinks what this little novice said is quite reasonable!"

A huge coercion on the opposite side also came as scheduled, dissolving all the coercion of the Rising Sun Dongsheng and canceling it out. But it is Tang Zhenghao, the master of the Tang Gate, one of the six holy places.

"The Tang Sect Master's words are wrong!" The Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng frowned tightly, and said coldly: "No matter how high the prestige is, it is only a vain name, how can it be important to have strength." Although the prestige of Master Fanyin is not low, it is not easily defeated by Fankong. This martial arts is the law of the jungle, and if you want to be the leader of the alliance, how can you suppress the heroes without strong strength. ”

"In this seat's opinion, Master Fankong's strength is enough, and as for the prestige that can be accumulated slowly, it doesn't matter much. The Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng looked at Ye Xing, with a look of ill will on his face, and sneered: "You little novice has questioned the fairness three times and twice, so let's do it, if you can defeat Master Fankong, the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance is yours!"

"Really?"

The 'Huiming' monk's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the demon monk Fankong in the ring, and said to the rising sun: "I only need to defeat this big bald head, and the leader of the martial arts alliance will be mine?"

"Of course!" the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng sneered as the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.

"Alright, I'll challenge him!"