When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 287 The Trend Has Been Set
Jingjie walked directly into the Yujing Martial Arts University's group and stood in a row with the club presidents.

Among the members of the Chivalrous Society who came with him, another person walked over. He had a square face, looked serious and unsmiling, and even his aura was quite calm and composed.

He stepped forward and loudly proclaimed, "Zhang Tianyang of the Renxia Society, on behalf of all members, wishes Chief Bai Ze a resounding victory and a triumphant return to our nation."

Zhang Tianyang made the Renxia Society's stance clear from the moment he opened his mouth.

The Renxia Society aims to emulate ancient knights-errant; it is a loosely organized yet highly cohesive group.

It's considered loosely organized because anyone who expresses a chivalrous spirit and has never broken the law can join the Renxia Society as an outer member.

The reason why the Renxia Society is so cohesive is that its members are all driven by passion. People who share the same ideals are the most united people.

Just like now, while the Yanjing Martial Arts University still has some reservations, the Renxia Society has taken the initiative to speak up and boost its prestige.

Moreover, the Renxia Society originated from the Renxia Society of Yujing Martial Arts University. Although Zhang Tianyang did not graduate from Yujing Martial Arts University, he was practically one of their own. If he didn't support Bai Ze, who else could he support?
After Bai Ze defeated Yun Shu and secured his position as the top student, demonstrating his extraordinary strength, the influence of Yujing Martial Arts University gradually began to gravitate towards Bai Ze.

This influence extends beyond the school campus.

Various organizations and associations originating from Yujing Martial Arts University, as well as alumni of Yujing Martial Arts University, have all focused their attention on Bai Ze, with the Renxia Society being just one of them.

"Perfect timing, I've also contacted some friends to bolster the Chief's reputation."

At this moment, Zhao Yao clapped her hands with her folding fan and laughed.

Although the club presidents were newcomers, they were here...

As soon as she finished speaking, dozens of people rushed over.

“Zhong Jing from Jiangnan Martial Arts University has come on behalf of our school to give a boost to Chief Bai from Yujing Martial Arts University.”

"Lin Fangzhou of Donghai Martial Arts University, along with a group of classmates and alumni, have come to help us. May Dongxia prevail and Chief Bai sweep away all enemies."

"Qi Yunfei of Yunshan Martial Arts University is willing to lend his full support to Dongxia and enhance our national prestige."

Zhao Yao's news agency was not long established and had not yet developed into any association, but her personal network of contacts was quite extensive.

Her news club was a multi-university joint organization. After she led the news club to become one of the Twelve Buildings of Yujing, other news clubs also appeared in other universities, forming a multi-party alliance and facilitating communication.

It's clear now that Zhao Yao made prior arrangements and found people to cheer them on.

Whether representing their schools or themselves, whether current students or graduates, they all came to cheer for Bai Ze under the banner of their respective Wuhan University.

Those who are admitted to Yujing Martial Arts University, even through special admissions, are those with exceptionally outstanding talent in a certain area.

Those who can lead a club to the twelfth floor are truly the cream of the crop, none of them are easy to match.

And so, Zhao Yao brought Bai Ze a surprise.

Before entering the Yingzhou Secret Realm, Zhao Yao had already contacted several martial arts universities with whom she had cooperation and communicated with their leaders to get them to stand on Bai Ze's side.

Although Zhao Yao was not informed in advance of Bai Ze's challenge to the two countries, the other collaborators from the martial arts university were quite proactive and knew what to say at this time.

Bai Ze even saw an old acquaintance, Zhong Jing, who had fallen from the "Senior Realm".

If it weren't for Zhong Jing's sponsorship, Bai Ze wouldn't have been able to stand out so quickly and get to where he is today.

I haven't had much time lately, but I'll repay Xiao Zhong properly after the Yingzhou Secret Realm ends.

The students at Yanjing Martial Arts University had initially hoped to see Bai Ze make a fool of himself, but unexpectedly, Bai Ze's momentum quickly surpassed that of Yanjing Martial Arts University. Moreover, this momentum might grow even further.

Currently, only a portion of the martial artists from Dongxia have gathered here; many others remain in a wait-and-see mode.

Just like at this moment, on a mountain peak about two kilometers away, there is a young monk wearing yellow robes watching this scene.

"Zhichan, have you seen him?"

Beside him, a wisp of ethereal smoke outlined the face of the elderly monk and made a soft sound.

"I see. His Buddhist skills have reached the essence, and he has already possessed four of the five characteristics of a celestial being. He is only missing the final 'superior realm of desire'."

The young monk, whose Dharma name was "Zhi Chan," had his eyes closed, and a golden light shone from between his eyebrows, as if he could see a thousand miles away, even seeing scenes two thousand meters away, and could even see Bai Ze's mastery of "Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of His Hand."

"He is one of the candidates chosen by our temple. If you are unable to take on the task, Bai Ze will take over that important matter."

The old monk slowly said, "Yuan Chi has experienced his strength before and believes that Bai Ze is more qualified than him. What do you think?"

"My opinion is not important; what matters is whether Bai Ze is willing to lend a helping hand to my Daxing Temple."

Zhi Chan kept his eyes closed and said calmly, "He has now become the undisputed chief of Yujing. His external power is established. If he can defeat Rhine and Catherine, his internal power will also be established. If he wants to take the path of ascension in the future, our temple can lend him a hand and befriend him."

"If he loses, the Manjushri Wisdom Sword in the temple should be able to help him cut through the shadow of defeat."

In other words, regardless of whether Bai Ze wins or loses, Daxing Temple will be able to befriend him.

Moreover, Daxing Temple's deliberate distancing from Yun Shu, by not allowing its disciples, Yuan Chi, and Yun Shu to travel together, could be seen as a signal of goodwill, though it was not something they wanted to say outright.

"Then what do you think Bai Ze's chances of winning are?" the old monk asked again.

Upon hearing this, Zhi Chan fell silent.

The golden light between his brows flickered, and he slowly opened his eyes, in which a faint afterimage appeared.

It appeared to be a hand wrapped in light.

"It's hard to say," Zhi Chan said.

Upon hearing this, the old monk's expression subtly changed. He muttered a curse, "Damn it! My dignified Buddhist sect has fallen behind those barbarians from Ursus in the art of incense and spiritual power. It's a disgrace!"

"Uncle-Master, mind your manners." The young monk looked helpless.

"I also want to be mindful of my image, but the thought of those barbarians from Ursus, whose brains are filled with the Water of Life, walking in front of me makes me angry."

"Furthermore, I had already established a relatively friendly relationship with Bai Ze, but the abbot still wanted to test his mettle by having Yuan Chi support the Yun family, which made me waste all my efforts. Damn it, the abbot has misled me."

The old monk swore and cursed, completely unlike his previous profound demeanor.

“Uncle-Master, you invited Bai Ze to consult you on the ‘Sutra of the Wheel-Turning King’, but he hasn’t contacted you even once. Your so-called ‘friendly image’ is just what you think it is.” The young monk also showed a helpless expression.

With that, he put away the wisp of smoke, restoring peace to himself.

Then, he continued to watch the game from afar.

(End of this chapter)