More and more people were chanting, and the whole world seemed to be responding to the sound of chanting scriptures. There were no less than ten thousand people chanting scriptures together. The chanting of scriptures slowly suppressed the clamor of the melon-eating masses. The melon-eating masses were unwilling to be suppressed and shouted hard, but they were like storms shaking the tree, so they had to stop shouting gradually, and only the pious chanting of scriptures remained at the scene.

After reciting a Heart Sutra, the scene was silent, and the needles could be heard. All the ascetic monks sat back on the ground and piously put together.

Unexpectedly, this was the case. Before the show started, the Nanhua Academy was already overwhelming. After a moment, the quiet crowd was noisy again, and they were talking about the chanting of the scriptures just now.

At this moment, a leader of the Shanke Alliance jumped onto the ring and bowed with fists from all sides. The crowd slowly calmed down again. The people on the ring faced the Nanhua Villa and sang: "This game, the Nanhua Villa is very smart, and the Shanke Alliance is convinced. Duan Meng's affairs are then given up. The Shanke Alliance will not touch a single hair."

The crowd was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, before the fight started, the Shanke Alliance admitted defeat. A good show with anticipation ended like this. The excited audience had nowhere to vent their anger, and they cursed the Shanke Alliance one after another. The people in the Shanke Alliance all left, and the melon-eating crowd still unwilling to chase the Shanke Alliance and cursed them, venting their anger.

Gongsun Qi did not expect that the Shanke Alliance would have such a demeanor, so he stopped this way. He was very clever, which demonstrated his own demeanor and avoided a head-on conflict with the Nanhua Palace.

A drama that had been brewing for a long time came to an end, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations. No one expected such a change, and he did not expect that the Shanke Alliance would take the opportunity to step down and end the conflict.

"Sha family finally doesn't have to sleep on the streets." After slapping the snowflakes on his body, Gongsun Qi left the corner and left the Nanhua Villa. He knew that this was not the time to see Duan Meng.

Walking on the snow-white streets, thinking of the sound of chanting just now, Gongsun Qi was very puzzled and said to himself: "Damn, what is the sound of chanting just now? The Sa family almost got possessed. The Sa family has recited the Heart Sutra many times, but it is not as in the same situation as before. Could it be that the gathering of spiritual beliefs of many people will really form a powerful force?"

With questions, after a day in Wucheng, Gongsun Qi entered the Nanhua Villa.

Duan Meng was looking down and studying something, but he didn't notice that Gongsun Qi entered the room. Gongsun Qi stood behind him and looked for a while. Duan Meng was tired and raised his head to find Gongsun Qi next to him.

"Here you come." Duan Meng smiled.

"You are so leisurely," Gongsun Qi said with a glaring look.

"Haha, I'm not worried at all with you." Duan Meng was in a good mood.

"I've been squatting outside for a month and I've lost weight." Gongsun Qi said angrily.

"Then hurry up and have a good meal to make up."

"Yes. You are busy with yours. I just come and have a look. If you are so comfortable, I will feel relieved." Gongsun Qi said.

After chatting for a while, Gongsun Qi left Nanhua Villa.

After leaving Nanhua Villa, I thought of the space crack in the ghost city and didn't know what was going on. There was nothing wrong for the time being. After a meal, Gongsun Qi set out on the way north.

Almost a month later, when Nan Zhongdao returned to Wucheng, he heard that the Shanke Alliance and the Zun Buddha Association had a dispute. The day before, the Shanke Alliance issued a war letter to the Zun Buddha Association, and wanted to finish Deng Tong's affairs. The Zun Buddha Association took over the war letter. The arena was under construction and will be completed soon.

After a hot meal, I took a hot bath, and had a good sleep. The next day when Nan Zhongdao arrived at the hall, it was already crowded with people.

Dacheng Hall is a hall under the Buddha's Association. It turned out to be the Dacheng Boxing Society. After the merger, it became Dacheng Hall. Nan Zhongdao was a minion in Dacheng Hall.

At this time, the master of the hall was spitting on the steps, and he strictly demanded that during the decisive battle, everyone should not lose the face of the Buddha Club, lose the momentum, and show the momentum of the Buddha Club, and overwhelm the people of the Shanke Alliance.

"Brother Dao, you are here. The master of the hall has been looking for you for a long time." When he squeezed into the crowd, a young man recognized Nan Zhongdao and talked to Nan Zhongdao.

Nodding calmly, Nan Zhongdao believed that his actions would not be exposed. If they were exposed, they would definitely not be the current situation. The Shanke Alliance had already named someone. The master of the hall asked him for a task to arrange a task for him and asked him to lead the brothers in the team to cheer.

After the master of the hall finished the chicken blood, he found an opportunity and Nan Zhongdao stepped forward to say hello to the master.

"Xiaodao, where have you been? I haven't seen you for a month." The master of the hall is a tall middle-aged man with a goatee. He is the head of the Dacheng Boxing Club, named Yao Wentong.

"A military mission came out, something happened. Isn't it? The injury happened to come back." Nan Zhong said.

"It's good that you're back. This decisive battle is very important. The momentum must not be lost to those of the Shanke Alliance. I have arranged another captain for your team, so you can follow me for the time being." Yao Wentong.

"Yes, the leader." Nan Zhongdao bowed and said, "

"Don't call me the head again. It's not good to be heard by someone." Yao Wentong reminded him seriously, but his expression was very satisfied.

"Yes, the master."

At noon, the people at the entrance of the hall gathered and headed to the Xicheng Schoolyard. There were three or four hundred people in the Dacheng Hall alone, and there were eleven halls of the Buddha's Church. The Dacheng Hall was still a relatively small hall. There were thousands of people in the hall, and the entire Zun Buddha would have six or seven thousand people. These were elite soldiers, not including the vassals on the periphery. Countless teams rushed to the Xicheng Schoolyard from all over the place.

When the Buddha's army was in the west of the city, the people from the Shanke Alliance also made the same move, mobilizing all their troops and heading to the arena of the Xicheng School Field.

In addition to these two people, there were also a large group of melon-eating people rushed to the Xicheng Schoolyard. The invitation of the Tianshanke Alliance to the Nanhua Villa was over before. Unexpectedly, the Shanke Alliance would compete with the Buddha Club so soon. There was a good show. The melon-eating people were much more excited than the two factions. Some people had already occupied a broad-minded position in the schoolyard and were waiting for the decisive battle to begin.

This decisive battle is like the Shanke Alliance's letter of war against the Nanhua Villa. The three battles are decided by the victory and defeat. The Buddha Club won. The matter was abandoned. The Buddha Club lost and handed over the people involved in the killing of Deng Tong. It was determined that this matter was related to the Buddha Club. The Shanke Alliance does not care whether you really have someone involved. Even if there is no bow, there is no turning back. Let's talk about it before, and at least I will get the face lost in the Nanhua Villa.

The Buddha Club does not have the shame of the Nanhua Villa and has the courage to be a turtle with a headscarf. If you don’t respond to the battle, there will be no possibility of avoiding the battle wherever you put the face of the Buddha Club in the future. The Nanhua Villa is a monk, so it is natural to be a turtle with a headscarf, but the Buddha Club cannot afford to lose this person.

At this point, it has nothing to do with whether someone really killed Deng Tong. The real problem is the face of both sides. No one can hold this face down. Only one battle will make it reasonable if you win, and you will lose. If you lose, you will have nothing to say. You have to admit that you have to eat shit.

Before the people from both sides began to enter the venue, the melon-eating crowd started acting. While pushing the Shanke Alliance, they patted the legs of the Buddha's club. Both sides splashed their saliva and scolded each other, which was noisy and terrifying. The lively scene was not inferior to the Nanhua Villa, and it was even more than that. The flying snowflakes were like dreams, which made the audience on the scene excited, and the cold at the scene was driven away by the melon-eating crowd.

Nan Zhongdao was shocked by the intense atmosphere at the scene. Fortunately, the others had not experienced the Nanhua Villa and had watched the videos on the scene, which was not surprising.

Seeing the people from both sides of the Shanke Alliance and the Buddha Club entering the venue, the audience at the scene shook flags and shouted for the side they supported. Compared with the tens of thousands of Buddha Club staff at the scene, they seemed a little weak.

When Nan Zhongdao was stunned, the hall master Yao Wentong next to him suddenly shouted: "The Buddha's Respect, you will win, and the Buddha's Respect, you will win."

Hearing the hall master's shout, the people in Dacheng Hall agreed and shouted in unison. Then the entire Buddhist Association shouted together. Seeing this, the people who were supporting the Buddhist Association on the scene also agreed, and the thunder was shaking, and the wind and clouds were rushing, and the earth-shaking shouts could be heard in the entire Wucheng City.

Seeing that the shouting here was shocking, the Shanke Alliance opposite was not to be outdone, and the sound of shocking shouts also sounded: Shanke Alliance, will win, Shanke Alliance, will win.

The shouts of shouts came one after another, and the entire Wu City was shaking in the terrifying shouts. Even the wind and snow dared not approach the group of crazy people, and floated toward others.

On July 7, 2021, the biggest group incident occurred in Wucheng after the sudden change, the decisive battle between the Shanke Alliance and the Buddha Association.

Afterwards, on the day of the battle, the highest number of people on the scene exceeded 200,000, and the shouts could be heard thirty kilometers outside the city. The overly enthusiastic scene caused hundreds of people to be stepped on and more than a dozen people to faint from excitement.

The stern shouts lasted for twenty minutes, until almost everyone was dry and their throats were hoarse. The showdown in momentum came to an end. No one was the winner. The momentum of the Shanke Alliance failed to overwhelm the Buddha Association, and the Buddha Association did not overwhelm the Shanke Alliance. The melon-eating crowd vented the long-term psychological pressure, but their throats were also hoarse.

Thanks to this decisive battle, in the next week, the public security situation in Wucheng improved a lot, and the severe incidents decreased by more than 90%.

The bosses on both sides sat down under the ring, and the master of the hall lined up behind him, without any unnecessary nonsense, and prepared for a decisive battle.

The Shanke Alliance on the East is strong and powerful, with extraordinary momentum. The Zun Buddha on the West is shining with the Yuezhi, with a powerful voice. The two sides refused to give in to each other. The battle had not yet begun, and they were already comparing with momentum.

The solemn aura condensed in the air, and the scene was silent. The bosses on both sides sat expressionlessly, without saying a word for a long time. The people on both sides were angry and looked at who could not calm down first.

After about half an hour, the confrontation of momentum still did not determine the outcome. He could not overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum. He could only arrange troops and fight hard. The murderous aura of both sides condensed to the top, and the time for the decisive battle had arrived. The bosses of both sides waved their hands almost at the same time, and the vanguards of both sides jumped onto the ring.

Caught by the murderous intent condensed by both sides, no one spoke at the scene, and they quietly watched the two pioneers come on stage. The one who attended the Buddha Conference was a young swordsman who was about 175, with a well-proportioned figure and steady steps. Some of his long hair was scattered on his head. He looked at the wolf and looked at him with a fierce aura.

Nan Zhongdao knew this person, whose name was Xu Lang, and he was one of the seven guardians of the Buddha Association. He was known as Xu Lang, a crazy wolf. He was good at using swords and was cruel and violent. He had several incidents of his fellow disciples being killed. His hobby was to eat human flesh and especially like to eat the meat of young women.

The representative of the Shanke Alliance is taller and thinner. The weapon is a long spear, known as the soul-chasing gun waiting for the shadows, and his shooting skills are superb. He is the master of the Shanke Alliance Zhuifeng Hall. He is quite strategy-believing and convinced by his subordinates.

Obviously both sides have expected the people who may go to fight. If you are crazy and wild, you will use the soul-chasing gun to kill you. If you are strong, you will use the soul-chasing gun to control your shortness. If you are powerful, you will use the soul-chasing gun to fight hard with you and fight hard. In terms of the candidates for the field, both sides have their own strengths and it is difficult to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority.

In the battle of life and death, there is no way to relax at all. The moment they came on stage, their positions changed several times, intending to find each other's flaws and attack each other, with a hint of carelessness, and a corpse may be stalked at any time.

Hou Ying held the spear flat, and his footsteps kept changing, and the tip of the spear was always directed at Xu Lang. Xu Lang pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, hid behind the blade, staring at Hou Ying's back hand with fierce eyes, moving his footsteps left and right, looking for the flaws of Hou Ying.

Suddenly, the two moved quickly and then separated again. In this way, their bodies were sometimes close and sometimes far away, and their feet were intertwined, and their bodies dragged out afterimages.

The onlookers held their breath and stared at the complicated movements of the two. Suddenly, a heavy shout was heard, and the sound of the spear breaking out of the wind came. Hou Ying took the lead. A little cold light in the spear in his hand was like a dancing pear blossom, covering Xu Lang. Xu Lang retreated rapidly, and the cold light followed him like a shadow. Xu Lang retreated again and again, and once he lost the opportunity, he was already in a passive position.

Behind him was already the edge of the ring, and at a disadvantage, Xu Lang was not anxious or impatient, and his eyes were even more ferocious. The spear chased his life, and saw that there was no way to avoid it. A flash of light flashed. Xu Lang was unsheathed, and stepped on the left side, and the back of the knife hit the gun bar. The sword and gun intersected, but Hou Ying's move was a virtual move. The waist and abdomen turned into strength, turned the virtual to the real, and broke away Xu Lang's long sword and stabbed it with the momentum.

Everyone thought that when the battle was settled, they were shocked to see Xu Lang holding the knife, but not retreating but advancing, and actually rushed towards Hou Ying. Seeing this, Hou Ying's strength changed again and turned into sweep. Xu Lang raised the knife and the long sword was broken by the spear. Hou Ying used his moves, and he had no time to change his moves, so he had to explode with all his strength. The gun kept sweeping Xu Lang's waist. Although it was just the remaining force, the spear still swept several ribs after sweeping Xu Lang's arms. At this time, the shadow was also approached by Xu Lang, punching the chest and flew backwards, and he tried his best. The gun power started again and stabbed Xu Lang's shoulder.

The onlookers were shocked, but they didn't expect that both sides would be injured. The battle was not over yet, and Hou Ying fell down, but she was not dead or fell off the ring. Xu Lang was seriously injured and still stood in the ring.

A piece of Hou Ying's chest collapsed, and obviously a piece of bone was broken, and purple-black blood kept gushing out of her mouth. Xu Lang's condition was not much better. Her right arm was shattered, leaving only a little flesh and blood. At least three of the ribs on her right were broken, and her mouth and nose were bleeding, which undoubtedly hurt her internal organs.
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