Before he finished speaking, Old Man Zong Pu interrupted Senior Zhao's words, and said with a solemn expression: "President Zhao, if you really do that, it will break the rules of the Martial Arts Conference for so many years, and that won't work!"

Senior Zhao was helpless, even though he was powerful, but in the face of this thousand-year-old rule, he had no power to resist.

"Chen Yang ......" He hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, deciding to persuade Chen Yang to accept the current ending.

Originally, he thought that after so many years, many people might have forgotten that rule, so he wanted Chen Yang to hurry up to the position of acting president, and when the raw rice was cooked and ripe, then there would be no need to worry about anything.

But now, some people led by Zong Pu have broken this rule, and they are still in front of 100,000 warriors, no matter how much he admires Chen Yang, there is no way to do more.

"Senior Zhao, did you just say that as long as you pick up that weapon, you can become the president?" Chen Yang didn't care at all, just smiled slightly and asked a question.

"Do you want to pick up that weapon?" Hahaha, Nandi, don't laugh! For 1,600 years, no one has been able to pick up that weapon, can you? Whimsical!" Jiang Yinan laughed.

"Nandi, you are a bit arrogant, for a young man, this is not a good character. Zong Pu's face showed a majestic bearing, as if he was teaching a junior, teaching Chen Yang a lesson.

Chen Yang frowned, although he was young, he was already a powerhouse in the Exorcism Realm, in the martial arts world, the strong were respected, and Zong Pu pretended to be big in front of him, which was a bit too much.

He glanced at him coldly, and without speaking, Zong Pu felt a huge pressure, as if some terrifying existence was staring at him, making him tremble.

"You ......" Zong Pu's eyes suddenly showed anger.

"If you don't give it a try, how will you know the result?" Chen Yang's voice was cold, and then he looked at Senior Zhao, clasped his fists with both hands, and said loudly: "Senior, can you let me give it a try?"

"Since you have that courage, then, why not?" Senior Zhao laughed heartily, he liked Chen Yang's sharp appearance, which reminded him of himself back then.

Everyone else was stunned, and Na Zong Pu was anxious, and shouted, "President Zhao, you can't allow him to do this, isn't it in vain?"

"You question me?" Senior Zhao glanced at Zong Pu lightly, and he couldn't hear any ups and downs in his voice, but there was an invisible pressure!

"I ...... Don't dare!" A cold sweat broke out on Zong Pu's forehead, and he paused for a moment, not daring to say anything against it.

He knew that although this senior Zhao was humble and generally didn't get angry with others, if he was really angry, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Let's go. ”

Senior Zhao laughed, except for those who were seriously injured, he left the stadium with all the new and old martial arts masters, and rushed towards the place where Fang Tian's halberd was placed.

In the stadium, 100,000 warriors watched everyone leave, and there was a look of frustration in their eyes, it was a huge pity that they couldn't see the scene when Nandi picked up Fang Tian's halberd.

"Everyone, please leave the venue in an orderly manner. "At this time, the staff of the martial arts conference came in and organized everyone to disperse.

This martial arts conference, at this time, is over, after all, the new provincial martial arts presidents have all been elected.

However, everyone was reluctant to leave, and they felt that they could not get enough of it, because they could not see the best part.

The legendary Fang Tian Painting Halberd, for 1,600 years, countless Tianjiao could not lift it, making the general president of the Martial Arts Conference hang in the air for 1,600 years!

Today, what if Nandi was able to create a miracle, pick up the Heavenly Painting Halberd, and become the real president?

Everyone is looking forward to it!

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……

"It's here. Senior Zhao said.

He led the people to a palace with a mottled ancient meaning!

This palace, located in the very center of the city, is part of a museum of ancient architecture that houses countless precious collections and attracts countless visitors every day.

However, this palace is forever forbidden to people!

Even the management of this museum was sternly warned that if they dared to approach this palace, they would be expelled immediately!

Therefore, over the years, this place has become the most mysterious place in China.

There are even some hostile forces from overseas who have spent a lot of effort to infiltrate here to find out the secrets, but without exception, all of them have failed.

"Could it be that Fang Tian Painting Halberd is placed in this palace?" Everyone was shocked when they came here, although they were all martial arts leaders, they had only heard of this place, and they were not qualified to enter.

"Hehe, Fang Tian's painting halberd is a token of our martial arts conference, a treasure that has been handed down from generation to generation, so it is natural to put it in the safest place. Senior Zhao smiled, stepped forward, took out a key from his arms, opened the big lock of the temple door, and then pushed it open.

"That's ...... A thousand locks?" everyone was surprised. Qianji lock is the most complex lock in the world, even a thief can't crack it, it is extremely difficult to make a thousand-machine lock, there are not a few in the whole of China, I didn't expect to see it here.

"So solemn, it seems that the Fang Tian Painting Halberd is indeed extremely valuable!" There was a young martial arts leader who sighed lightly, he came to the top after defeating the old martial arts leader, and he didn't know much about these secrets of the martial arts world, so he was still shocked.

"Come in. Senior Zhao opened the door, took everyone in, and came to the main hall of this palace.

At the very back of the hall, there is a golden throne, like the emperor's dragon chair, but if you look closely, this golden throne is even more noble than the emperor's dragon chair!

And next to the golden throne, a Fang Tian painting halberd stands, two and a half meters long!

The sharp tip of the halberd, like the tip of a spear, pierced the sky, and the sharpness was endless!

Underneath the tip of the halberd was a crescent-shaped blade, connected to the halberd shaft, flashing with an awe-inspiring cold light.

It was quietly inserted next to the golden throne, very quiet, but as soon as everyone entered the main hall, they felt a fierce aura emanating from the euphorbia.

"What a strong murderous aura!" Everyone was shocked, at this moment, under the stimulation of that murderous aura, they actually stood on end, and felt a kind of fear, as if this halberd had a powerful and terrifying soul, and that soul was watching them!

(End of chapter)