Fu Haotian finally had a strong showdown, and the audience was full of heated discussions.

Among the seven VIPs on the stage, some were already smiling and looking as expected. As Fu Haotian, they had long expected this kind of trump card.

Seeing that the overall situation will be settled, the palace lord Nanli Qingming's face is normal.

"Count the demon corpses again, and decide the outcome."

Tens of thousands of disciples had different expressions, and their eyes converged again.

The presiding elder steadfastly obeyed the order and turned to Fu Haotian.

"Fu Haotian, since you still have demon corpses, you should hand them over and count them together."

Fu Haotian gave the gift with a smile, showing his refined demeanor.

"I also ask the elders to wait later. I have sent someone to invite Mr. Wei to come."

That self-confidence appearance became more and more obvious, and he made a statement in front of everyone's eyes. It was almost a winner, and the presiding elder had to nod in agreement.

"Okay, then a moment later."

In a few words, Fu Haotian has completely controlled the situation.

Tens of thousands of people waited with different expressions, and the disciples with distinct emotions and anger were obviously different. Zhong Limeng and others were unwilling, but they were helpless.

But as time passed, the proud and excited disciples gradually became suspicious.

"It's almost a stick of incense, why is Elder Wei still missing?"

"Isn't it possible that Fu Haotian is pretending?"

"You bastard! What is the identity of Senior Brother Fu, how can you cheat!"

"Then why do you never see Elder Wei?"

"This……"

There were heated discussions outside the martial arts field, and doubts and disputes continued.

The sound of the controversy came to his ears, Fu Haotian barely maintained a smile, but his face was a little embarrassed.

It was supposed to be the moment when the crushing victory took the limelight, but Wei Zhenfang was nowhere to be seen.

Even if it didn't affect the result, it still made Fu Haotian unhappy!

At the grand event where 10,000 people attended, Fu Haotian was left in the field like this, anger began to pour out of his heart, and he couldn't help but look back at the sound transmission!

"what happened!"

"Why didn't Wei Zhenfang show up for so long? Why do you care so much at this critical moment?"

An old man with a nervous face quickly responded with a voice transmission.

"Young master, calm down, I have already sent someone to invite him, but since Wei Zhenfang has made great progress, others will not dare to offend him. Maybe he is still adjusting his breath, and he will arrive later."

Hearing the sound, Fu Haotian's eyes were microscopic, and his face became gloomy.

Wei Zhenfang, an old man, has become more and more excessive because of his cultivation. Recently, he has been making a scene. If he didn't need this person's help for the sake of his personal inheritance, how could he be so proud!

This old bastard!

Let him be complacent for a while, and when he gets the position of chief disciple, he no longer needs external help, and he must kneel in front of him and admit his mistake!

Coldness appeared in Fu Haotian's eyes, almost killing intent.

At this moment, the disciples in the surrounding tide gave way.

Both the inner and outer sect disciples respectfully and bowed aside.

"Elder Wei is here!"

Hearing a respectful communication, Wei Zhenfang, who was walking with his hands behind his back, finally stepped into the martial field.

Although he is an elder Keqing, Wei Zhenfang has made great progress in his cultivation, and the story of fighting the Eight Demons has spread, and tens of thousands of disciples are all respected.

Right now, Wei Zhenfang is deciding the outcome of the battle for the chief disciple, and stepping in wearing a gray robe naturally attracts everyone's attention.

The peripheral disciples, the high-level officials of the Tiangong, and the distinguished guests on the stage all gathered their eyes instantly.

I saw Wei Zhenfang's face is calm, showing an extraordinary aura of a master.

That air is astonishing at a glance.

Fu Haotian immediately greeted him, clasping his fists in a salute.

He had a humble and friendly smile on his face, and there was no longer the gloomy look in his eyes.

"Elder Wei, it is related to the outcome of the chief competition. I have to invite you out of the customs. If there is any trouble, I hope Haihan."

Wei Zhenfang just gave an indifferent look and nodded slightly.

"Um."

The extraordinary aura of the master spreads into the field again.

Many people already fully believed that Wei Zhenfang would definitely improve his cultivation, otherwise, they would not dare to treat Fu Haotian like this.

On the other hand, Fu Haotian didn't mind, he just smiled.

Seeing this situation, even the presiding elder looked up to Wei Zhenfang with admiration, and bowed his hands to ask questions.

"Elder Wei, I heard that you still have a thousand demon corpses in your hands, is that true?"

Wei Zhenfang nodded again.

"Well, that's true."

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples inside and outside the martial arts field were already happy and angry.

At a glance, the victory and defeat were clearly revealed on the faces of everyone. Except for Zhong Limeng and others, who were still unwilling, the juniors and brothers behind them were already pale.

The presiding elder was unmoved and continued to speak.

"That being the case, ask Elder Wei to hand over the demon corpse and count it on the spot!"

Under Fu Haotian's expectation, Wei Zhenfang pointed out.

A stream of light jumped out from the storage ring, and gathered into a mountain in the open space of the martial arts field!

The dazzling rays of light dissipated, and the mountain of demon corpses piled up in front of him. It was half higher than the two corpse mountains next to him. At a glance, it was far more than eight hundred.

There is no doubt about the number of these thousand demon corpses!

Looking up at the terrifying pile of corpses, Zhong Limeng's clenched fists slowly loosened, and there was no blood in his pale face.

Behind him, the brothers and sisters were full of despair, and they were completely defeated by the Thousand Corpse Mountain Pack!

"This, how can this be done!"

"It's over, it's over..."

The murmur that everything is over sounded, and Fu Haotian listened with a look of enjoyment.

Looking back at the expressions of everyone, he was particularly satisfied with the same despair, and his face finally showed the triumph of the winner, no longer pretending to be a gentleman.

Especially seeing that Zhong Limeng was also silent, his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Playing casually with the jade fan in his hand, Fu Haotian looked over with a playful smile.

"Senior Sister Zhongli."

"Tsk tsk, look at my memory, you won't be my senior sister in the future, I should call you 'Miss Zhongli'."

The laughter sounded, Zhong Limeng and all the senior brothers gritted their teeth and watched.

The corners of Fu Haotian's mouth were slightly upturned, and there was a look of regret on his face.

"What a pity."

"It seems that your results are only 800, while this son has a total of 1800. You don't even have half of this son. According to the agreement, Miss Zhongli will give up the position of chief and leave my Cangyun Tiangong from now on. ."

"However, this young master is tolerant, and since we were once in the same family, I would also like to lend a flying boat to send them off."

"What do you think? Hahaha..."

The laughter got louder and louder, and it was already a bit harsh.

Zhong Limeng's face was extremely embarrassing, and she was restrained by the cruel and helpless reality.

The brothers and sisters gritted their teeth, no longer caring about the heated discussions of the tens of thousands of people behind them.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, the presiding elder also climbed the jade rank.

Standing under the congratulations and VIP seats, the loud words spread to the world.

"This chief ceremony, the winner is Fu..."

The sound is like thunder, the established honor and disgrace!

Just when the joyful two-level judgment sounded, it was suddenly interrupted by a deep voice.

"Wait a minute!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound, and the presiding elder also frowned!

What else is there?

But when he heard the news, he saw that it was Wei Zhenfang who spoke.

The presiding elder weighed it a little, and had to endure his anger and ask in a low voice.

"I don't know what else Elder Wei has to do?"

The sudden change caught everyone's attention.

As the focus of the field, Wei Zhenfang spoke calmly.

"Did you declare it wrong?"

"When did I say that these thousand corpses were for Fu Haotian?"