As far as the organizing committee is concerned, Fang Lin is already Amitabha without any embarrassment. How can they dare to ask him to compensate?
Moreover, the three of them seemed to be different people. Although they were elders, Fang Lin was closer to Fang Lin than his own grandfather.
"Of course this is decided by the organizing committee."
"That's... it's just that we want to hear Mr. Fang's opinion, and please feel free to give us some advice."
"Although the martial arts stage is completely destroyed, I can set up a barrier in place. How about following the original rules?"
Fang Lin couldn't refuse anymore, so he said in a questioning tone.
"I'm sorry to bother you. Okay, just follow what Mr. Fang said and continue with the martial arts performance."
An old man smiled apologetically, and then announced majestically.
"I thought I wouldn't be able to finish today! Young Master Fang is really amazing."
"Yes, yes! If it weren't for Mr. Fang, I'm afraid we would have to give full account here."
"Young Master Fang is really young and promising. If my son has one ten thousandth of his potential, then I will die in peace."
"Come on! There is smoke coming out of the ancestral graves, and I don't dare to have such delusions."
Not only did the organizing committee change their expressions, but there were all kinds of flattering and admiring voices from the audience, as if Fang Lin had suddenly become the biggest god in their minds.
"The first martial arts performance continues. Fang Shao faces Yan Bing, and Fang Shao wins.
Next, is there anyone else willing to challenge Mr. Fang?"
As Fang Lin set up the barrier, the host's excited voice echoed throughout the martial arts arena.
"Damn it, aren't you talking nonsense?"
"Is this human talk?
Where is the challenge?
Aren’t you telling us to die?”
"That's it, can the host have some discernment?
How dare we challenge our idols?”
"Okay, since no one is on stage, I announce that in the first game, Mr. Fang will advance directly.
There will be no challenges later, so with the unanimous consent of the organizing committee, Mr. Fang becomes the leader of this year’s martial arts competition.”
The game was back on track, but the host's words immediately aroused a lot of scolding and laughter, which made him feel embarrassed for a while, but he cleverly glanced at the organizing committee and announced quickly.
"Is this right?
Damn it, let’s start the second game quickly!”
"Congratulations, Mr. Fang, for your return."
"Young Master Fang..." The host's cleverness completely impressed everyone, and he immediately received support from the entire audience. The cheers for Fang Lin's name also became higher and higher.
After bowing slightly to express his gratitude, Fang Lin also slowly left the martial arts stage.
Although Yan Bing and Yan Shixiong did not ask about the origin of the jade pendant, Fang Lin already had a basic idea.
The four evil ghosts were a hundred times more powerful than the ones they found in the restaurant, and they had to attack them with all their strength to kill them.
Therefore, their jade pendants were definitely not gifts from the Fuxi God Clan, but were given willingly.
Otherwise, even this little trick cannot hide it from the eyes of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
In fact, the evil spirits they raised are indeed more powerful.
And for powerful cultivators, there is not much loss in raising evil ghosts, so the answer is very simple. They all have a cooperative relationship with the Fuxi God Clan.
But no matter how powerful the Fuxi Clan is, they will never be able to get both of their sworn enemies to cooperate with them.
So the explanation lies in the words Yan Bing left before his death. The more powerful force is indeed very powerful.
Not only do they have the ability to force Yan Bing and Yan Shixiong to cooperate with them, but the Fuxi God Clan is also under their control.
Who has such great strength?
Fang Lin doesn't know, and Yan Bing doesn't know either. Maybe the Fuxi God Clan will be a breakthrough.
Yan Shixiong controlled and directed the Qin family's planning and actions to persecute Yinlong. Fang Lin felt that it was not impossible that that force might be the real mastermind.
Moreover, the other party has reached the point where they can control many aspects of China, which will seriously endanger China's security. As a dragon, Fang Lin is bound to take responsibility.
It's just that he really can't understand, how much strength is needed to achieve this step?
It is simply unimaginable.
"I didn't embarrass your Long family, did I?"
While thinking, Fang Lin also accepted the gratitude of the Long family, walked to Long Qiangwei, and said with a hint of joking.
In order to save herself, she bravely broke into the barrier, and Fang Lin could tell at a glance that she was seriously injured internally.
So while speaking, he held up her smooth right hand with a smile and slowly injected a trace of vitality into her body.
"I'm fine."
Knowing that Fang Lin had just gone through a fierce battle, Long Qiangwei felt sorry for him. She really couldn't bear him to waste his energy on her anymore, so she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back.
But Fang Lin's hands were like iron pliers, and she couldn't resist at all.
"If you are fine, then I will be fine even more.
You have accomplished this great feat for the Long family, so don’t forget to have a grand celebration banquet.”
"That's for sure, and there's a beauty to compensate for it, do you want it?"
"If it were you, it wouldn't be impossible."
"how?
Have I wronged you by accompanying you?"
Long Qiangwei was speechless and pretended to be angry.
"How dare you?
You should rest first, I have friends here."
Suddenly Fang Lin caught a glimpse of Master Pu Hui who had just started, so he quickly smiled gently at Long Qiangwei.
Master Pu Hui is a monk and naturally has no interest in this kind of martial arts.
Moreover, the Huaxia Mansion is a public organization within the system, and there is no need to participate in this kind of folk martial arts performance.
So Fang Lin could be sure that he came here to find him, and there was something important that he had to find him for.
As his cultivation level improved, Fang Lin's vitality was no longer what it used to be.
Therefore, at this time, Long Rose has not only fully recovered, but she is also 100 times more energetic than before and does not need much rest.
However, she knew that Fang Lin had something important to do, so she quickly agreed with a smile.
Although it was just a brief two and a half jokes, it was enough to make Long Qiangwei's heart flutter, because to her, it sounded like flirting.
She had never avoided talking about Fang Lin's feelings, but Fang Lin had always avoided talking about them.
He also knew that there were many beauties around him, but Long Qiangwei didn't care, and just a few words could make her feel doubly happy.
"I heard the cheers here even though I was far away. I would like to congratulate fellow Taoist for winning the first place."
Upon seeing Fang Lin, Master Pu Hui immediately congratulated him with a smile on his face.
"Master's congratulations seem a bit insincere, don't they?"
Fang Lin joked easily.
"Haha... Don't blame me fellow Taoist. I originally wanted to come to cheer for my fellow Taoist early in the morning, but something happened suddenly. I'm really sorry."
Knowing Fang Lin's temperament, Master Pu Hui also knew that he was joking, so he laughed and walked away.
"This incident should have something to do with the master coming to see me, right?
Is there any movement from the Fuxi Divine Clan?"
When it came to business, Fang Lin also became serious and asked doubtfully.
