"Zheng Taixuan, don't be complacent. No matter how strong you are, you will definitely not be able to defeat that guy." Yu Tianqi came back to his senses and snorted coldly.

As he spoke, he took out a small object similar to a horn from his pocket.

Everyone just glanced at it and felt as if their hearts were being swallowed up, making people feel chilled all over.

Some timid ones were even frightened to the point of crying. For example, when Shi Jingchu saw this thing, he was so frightened that he became incontinent at the same time, causing everyone around him to stay away.

Even Zheng Shaoge couldn't help but feel his heart tremble when he saw this thing, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Seeing this, Shi Qianchi couldn't help but frown, snorted coldly, stamped the ground with his right foot, and three people disappeared from the field instantly;

Shi Qianchi, Wu Feng and Yu Tianqi holding a small horn-like object.

For a moment, everyone in the venue looked at each other in confusion.

Zheng Shaoge and Zheng Qingying stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, without saying anything. Finally, they looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

Until more than ten minutes after Yu Tianqi and the others left, the plain was still silent.

A gust of wind blew past the mountain peaks, and the chill that arose in everyone's hearts gradually disappeared.

"Leave...are you gone?" Shi Jingchu asked tremblingly, with trembling lips. The stench coming from his body caused the Shi family to stay away.

Shi Zhengxiang, the old lady, walked forward with an iron crutch. Without saying a word, she raised the iron crutch and hit Shi Jingju's back with a muffled sound. Her body trembled and she cursed angrily:

"How come we, the historians, have such a loser like you? You have completely disgraced our ancestor Shi Qianchi!"

Although Shi Jingchu's back hurt, as soon as he heard the words Shi Qianchi, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees, kowtowed in the direction of Zheng Shaoge, and begged for mercy:

"Master Zheng, please spare your life. If you want to kill, just kill Shi Qianchi. It has nothing to do with me. Please don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"You..." Shi Zhengxiang, the old lady, almost fainted from anger and could not say a word.

Shi Jingchu was the successor that the Shi family had put great effort into cultivating, but they didn't expect that after three or four years of hard work, they would actually cultivate such a loser.

Shi Zheng was so fragrant that he couldn't speak. He raised the iron cane and kept hitting Shi Jingjue's body, hitting and cursing at the same time:

"Beast, our Historian family does not have descendants like you, we will be expelled from the Historian family starting today!"

When Shi Jingchi heard this, without saying a word, he kowtowed three times, then stood up and left.

"Beast! These clothes of yours also belong to my Shi family. They are kept for me." Shi Zhengxiang angrily rebuked with his whole body trembling.

Shi Jingchan didn't waste any time, he took off all his clothes and ran naked, leaving a smelly yellow and white thing on his feet.

However, he himself seemed unaware and ran wildly towards the outside of the plain like a madman.

Just as Shi Zhengxiang was about to apologize to Zheng Shaoge, she saw Zheng Shaoge already appearing in front of her, and hurriedly bowed and said:

"I, Shi Zhengxiang, pay my respects to Grandmaster Zheng. I hope that Grandmaster Zheng can be kind enough to spare us a bunch of rabble."

"Don't worry, it won't harm your family. I won't make things difficult for you, so there is no need for you to act out this painful trick.

But this Shi Jingchu is quite able to bear the humiliation and bear the burden, and he will definitely not be an idle person in the future." Zheng Shaoge said calmly.

When Shi Zhengxiang heard this, her face turned ashen. In panic, she hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "Master Zheng, please have mercy on me, Grandmaster Zheng, please have mercy on me..."

"Get up, don't do it again!" Zheng Shaoge said with a cold expression.

"Many...many thanks to Grandmaster Zheng for not killing me. I will keep it in my heart!" Shi Zhengxiang heard this and hurriedly kowtowed in thanks.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but sigh.

They did not expect that the Shi family would have a great master, and they could have prospered all the way, but unexpectedly, they ended up in a situation where they needed to resort to bitter tactics to save the lives of their descendants!

However, this Shi Jingji can be regarded as a person who can endure what ordinary people cannot endure. Once he gains power in the future, he will be unstoppable and will definitely become a hero.

After all, Zheng Shaoge did not kill the Shi family, leaving a rival for Ji Guanqiang who could serve as a sharpening stone for him.

Just as Zheng Shaoge was about to leave, he saw Ji Rencai leading everyone closer. Ji Rencai cupped his fists and bowed, respectfully saying:

"I have met Grandmaster Zheng. I was blind-sighted and offended many times before. I hope Grandmaster Zheng can forgive me."

Zheng Shaoge waved his hand and said to Ji Guanqiang: "Your Ji family should have been promoted to a 'lower' first-class force, right?"

Just as Ji Guanqiang was about to answer, Zheng Shaoge disappeared. When he reappeared, he was in front of Wei Ge.

At this moment, Wei Ge had separated from the crowd and was about to sneak away, for fear of alarming Zheng Shaoge.

But things often happen, whatever you're afraid of comes. He was just about to run away when he saw the young man in white robe suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Master Zheng, please spare my life. Before, I was too young to see the mountains. You, sir, have a lot of money. Please spare my life..."

Everyone didn't know what Zheng Shaoge said, but they saw Wei Ge take out his mobile phone and operate it as fiercely as a tiger.

After Zheng Shaoge left, Wei Ge looked at the little duck egg on his account balance with a look of despair:

"The hundreds of millions that I finally collected from the Ji family were all lost by Zheng Shaoge!

The most important thing is that even his own savings of millions are empty. It seems that the road to deceiving people is long and long!"

Later, Zheng Shaoge came to the Feng family and kicked Lei Xiaohu, who was either fainting or dead on the ground, but he didn't wake up.

So he was loyal to Feng Hai:

"Since your Feng family and Lei family are in-laws, it's up to you to inform the Lei family and prepare the 10 billion you owe me. I will come to pick it up after a while."

Feng Haizhong naturally nodded and bowed in response to "yes". How could he still be as arrogant as before in that nodding and bowing manner?

He didn't say anything about his regrets. He was most afraid that Zheng Shaoge would accidentally shoot him to death.

After Zheng Shaoge left, he continued to encourage Feng Lingzhi to say hello to Zheng Shaoge, but Feng Lingzhi sternly refused.

Finally, Zheng Shaoge came to the Zhao family and took a look at Zhao Qianqiu's injury. Fortunately, it was not particularly serious and could be cured by fourth-grade elixirs.

Without being sloppy, he immediately took out a fourth-grade "Heavenly Pill" from the space ring, asked Zhao Qianqiu to take it, and told them to go back first, as he still had things to deal with.

Zhao Qianqiu took the elixir and thanked him repeatedly.

"Damn it! It's a fourth-grade 'Heavenly Pill'! Grandmaster Zheng gives this kind of pill as he says, without any hesitation. He is worthy of being a great master!"

Taoist Priest Qingxu was a knowledgeable person, and he told the grade of the elixir in one sentence. Hearing this, everyone was filled with envy.

After handling these matters, Zheng Shaoge returned to Zheng Qingying. Before he could speak, he saw a rich-looking middle-aged man in gray robes hurriedly coming.

Zheng Shaoge remembered this person as the chief referee of this ancient martial arts competition.

The middle-aged man ran up to Zheng Shaoge, clasped his fists, and said in a very respectful tone: "I have met Grandmaster Zheng, my surname is Wang, and he is the chief referee of this competition.

It’s like this. According to the tradition of every ancient martial arts conference, the person with the most powerful force present declares the closure. Do you think... why don’t you step forward and say a few words?"

It was Zheng Shaoge's first time to participate in the ancient martial arts conference, and he didn't know that there was such a tradition. Since it is a tradition, it cannot be abolished, and here he is undoubtedly the strongest.

So Zheng Shaoge nodded, walked forward, looked at the crowd that had not dispersed, said a few words of encouragement, and announced:

"Although this ancient martial arts conference had some ups and downs, it can be considered a successful conclusion. Let's all leave. See you at the next ancient martial arts conference!"

After saying that, he stopped the referee Lao Wang who was about to leave.

Upon hearing this, Lao Wang turned around quickly, clasped his fists, and asked in a respectful tone: "Master Zheng, do you have any other instructions?"

Zheng Shaoge smiled and said: "I can't talk about orders. I just heard that there is some secret realm in this ancient martial arts conference! Please tell me about this."

Upon hearing this, the referee Wang asked in surprise: "Master Zheng, is it possible that you still don't know about this?"
Chapter completed!