Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 342 Blue Scorpion is Jealous

Murong Fu stood at the edge of the high platform and looked down.

Those who are dead can no longer fear him, but the living feel as if they have thorns in their backs.

Murong Fu's voice rang out again, and to almost everyone's ears, it sounded like the Demon King had been reborn.

Even... the Demon King might not be able to kill thousands of people with a flick of his finger!

"Is there anyone else who would oppose me becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"Step forward."

After a deathly silence, Master Xinhu of Shaolin Temple spoke first: "Shaolin Temple will follow Alliance Leader Murong's lead!!!"

The Wudang and other sects were not to be outdone: "The Wudang Sect reveres Alliance Leader Murong!!!"

"The Emei Sect is willing to go through fire and water for Alliance Leader Murong!!!"

After the eight sects were mentioned, there was another silence, because of the dozens of sects, large and small, that had come, only these three major sects and five minor sects remained.

The rest were all personal declarations of loyalty; many people simply didn't want to get involved in the conflict at first, or didn't have the chance to get involved.

But it was precisely because of this that they escaped a disaster.

Murong Fu stood on the high platform and looked down at the crowd waving and jumping, showing their loyalty.

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After an old man fervently expressed his loyalty to Murong Fu, he said to the two teenagers he had brought with him, "This is an opportunity. Our Wang family was originally not even ranked in Hebei."

But when I looked, the original Song family, Li family, and those sects were all wiped out.

Ironically, it's our Wang family that's become one of the most prominent families in Hebei. If we serve Young Master Murong diligently and obey his orders, we can surely elevate our family to a higher level!

The young boy and girl, still shaken, looked at their feet stained with blood, then at the spotless white figure on the high platform.

After a moment's hesitation, he nodded to the old man.

After everyone quieted down, Bai Xiaosheng, holding a scroll, stood beside Murong Fu, but half a step behind.

He announced loudly to the crowd, "The new weapon rankings have been completed..."

First: Murong Fu, the "Water-Cold Sword, the Perfect Hero"; Second: Sun Baifa, the "Heavenly Secret Staff, the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets"; Third: Li Xunhuan, the "Little Li Flying Dagger, the Little Li Scholar"; Fourth: Guo Songyang, the "Songyang Iron Sword, the Iron Sword"; Fifth: Bai Tianyu, the "Blood Blade, the Invincible Divine Blade"; Sixth: Ximen Rou, the "Snake Whip, the Whip God".

Standing in the crowd, Lü Fengxian trembled. He never imagined that his years of dedicated practice of the Silver Hand technique, which he had abandoned to forgo fame and fortune, would prevent him from reaching his previous ranking...

Ximen Rou, the "Whip God," could only smile wryly. What kind of Whip God was he? Murong Fu's whip skills clearly far surpassed his own, and he had even defeated him with whip techniques in front of everyone. He thought he should choose a new title; calling himself the "Whip God" again would be disrespectful.

Unexpectedly, even though he lost, his ranking still rose by one place.

When Li Xunhuan heard that he was still in third place, still holding the position of Tan Hua, he wondered if there was some inexplicable connection between him and the number three.

Ah Fei, standing to the side, grew anxious and said to Li Xunhuan, "Brother Li, I also want to be on the list... I don't know when the next time will be."

Li Xunhuan nodded slowly. The last ranking of weapons on the list was more than ten years ago. His little brother was fast with his sword and had an impatient temper. He definitely wouldn't be willing to wait more than ten years.

Then, after Bai Xiaosheng finished ranking the top twenty, he said, "There may be minor adjustments later. Once we have rested, we will announce them to the world."

Murong Fu said to Bai Xiaosheng, "From now on, a competition will be held every three years, and the results will be revised every three years."

If you feel that your strength has not changed much, you don't have to participate in the competition. If you feel that your strength has improved by leaps and bounds, you can participate.

Those who are not on the list can also demonstrate their strength in the competition.

By the way, martial arts skills will also be included in the future; for martial artists, every punch and kick is a weapon.

Oh, and women should be included in the line too.

Murong Fu looked at Blue Scorpion outside the crowd. Blue Scorpion's martial arts skills were even higher than Yi Ku's, so it was a pity that he wasn't included.

Bai Xiaosheng didn't include women or the demonic path. The women's side was dealt with, but as for the demonic path... Murong Fu believed that under his rule, the demonic path would cease to exist in a few years.

Subsequently, Murong Fu gave Bai Xiaosheng several guidelines: martial arts masters must be martial arts masters, and cultural workers must be cultured.

Although Bai Xiaosheng didn't quite understand, he still thought he would go back and study it carefully.

When Afei learned that there would be another chance to rearrange the weapon rankings in three years, he was filled with anticipation.

He could wait three years.

Then came the process of Murong Fu ascending to the throne of the martial arts alliance leader.

Although Shaolin Temple had not made any prior preparations, under the initiative of Xinhu, Xinmei, and others, the setup was completed in less than half an hour.

Murong Fu's first order was to have everyone present dispose of the bodies properly and notify the families to come and claim them.

Everyone knew that they had come to claim the body, but in reality, they were testing whether the remaining members of the sect would pledge allegiance to Murong Fu.

With their own thoughts, everyone began cleaning up the corpses, while Murong Fu walked towards Sun Xiaohong, who was dressed in red, among the bodies.

Murong Fu said, "Did I scare you?"

Sun Xiaohong said angrily, "Several people had their heads blown off right in front of me. How could I, a girl, not be scared?"

Murong Fu said, "I even made a point of protecting you, making sure no blood splattered on you."

The old man next to Sun Xiaohong, whose body was splattered with blood, coughed and said, "You young people talk, I'm going to Shaolin Temple to ask for a cup of tea."

Murong Fu politely waved to Old Man Sun, but Sun Xiaohong complained, "Look, you've gotten Grandpa's clothes all dirty."

Murong Fu patted her head and said, "Just now, I only had eyes for you, Miss, and didn't see Grandpa."

Sun Xiaohong rolled her eyes at Murong Fu, punched him in the chest, and said, "You... we've only met twice, and you're already saying these things."

Murong Fu grabbed Sun Xiaohong's slender hand that was pounding his chest, and his sleeve slipped down, revealing his fair arms that were as white as snow.

"When I first met her, I fell in love with her at first sight... I endured these feelings of longing for her for several days."

Murong Fu's words would have stunned most people, but for Sun Xiaohong, the person involved, they brought a blush to her cheeks and made her heart burn with excitement.

"You...I...I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to have tea with Grandpa."

As she spoke, Sun Xiaohong pulled her hand away from Murong Fu's chest muscles and palm, and hopped and skipped like a little rabbit to catch up with the old man's back. Her two long, black, shiny braids swayed back and forth, making her look youthful and energetic.

Murong Fu gazed at Sun Xiaohong's beautiful figure and sighed, "Youth is truly wonderful."

He touched his own skin, which was even more delicate and firm than Sun Xiaohong's, and exclaimed that it was really good to know martial arts.

"Have you seen enough?"

Murong Fu didn't need to turn around to know it was Blue Scorpion.

It seems she was somewhat jealous of Murong Fu looking at the little girl.

Although Blue Scorpion is a free-spirited woman, a free-spirited woman is still a woman. Even though men in this world can have multiple wives and concubines, she still can't help but feel jealous.

Murong Fu took Blue Scorpion's hand, but his eyes were still on Sun Xiaohong: "Not yet."

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