One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Qu Tong was utterly desperate.

She could only sit stiffly in the chair, holding that glass of red wine, like a delicate puppet.

At this time.

Wang Ai and Lü Ci on the high platform finally recovered from the shock of the domain they had just experienced.

The two men wiped away their cold sweat, thinking that this man probably thought it was too noisy downstairs, so he was just maintaining order.

"Brother Lü! Forget about those clowns, let's get Lü Gong to search his soul!" Wang Ai urged.

"it is good!"

Lü Ci nodded. "Lü Gong, make your move!"

Just as Lü Gong raised his hands, which were glowing blue, again, preparing to slap Ma Xianhong on the forehead.

Interrupted once again.

Excuse me, excuse me.

A lazy voice came from the side.

Lu Gong was stunned, and then his vision blurred.

The man had already strolled up the steps.

He naturally pushed aside Lü Gong, who was holding his hands up like a fool surrendering.

He walked straight to the center of the platform.

Zhang Tianyi straightened the hem of his suit jacket.

In the dead silence, he smoothly reached out and took the microphone.

"Ahem, hello? Hello?"

Zhang Tianyi tested the sound system and was very satisfied with the stadium's acoustics.

The audience below the stage was even more bewildered by this scene.

What kind of thought process is this?!

You unleashed a devastating attack that could scare everyone to death...

So all you did was come down here, grab a microphone, and say a few words?!

Zhang Tianyi ignored the astonished looks on everyone's faces.

Holding the microphone, he looked around the room and a bright, touching smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Fellow practitioners! Fellow friends in the martial world!"

Zhang Tianyi's voice, delivered with deep emotion, resonated throughout the venue via the sound system:

"I was upstairs just now, and after listening to the impassioned speeches of the Wang and Lü family heads, I, Daoist, have been deeply moved and cannot calm down for a long time!"

Zhang Tianyi turned around and looked at Wang Ai and Lü Ci with an awe-inspiring gaze.

She even dramatically raised her hand and wiped away non-existent tears from the corner of her eye:

"Look, everyone!"

"Look at our old master Wang and old master Lü!"

"At such an advanced age, he should be enjoying his grandchildren. Yet, for the peace of our world of extraordinary beings, and for the safety of all living beings, he resolutely stood up!"

"What kind of spirit is this?!"

Zhang Tianyi suddenly waved his hand and shouted loudly:

"This is truly a noble and virtuous act!"

"This is a scene of perfect tranquility!"

"Those two are simply the light of our righteous path!"

The audience below the stage were stunned.

That's such an abrupt change in style!

Even Qu Tong, who was sitting in the first row and too scared to move, was somewhat confused.

What is this man doing?

What exactly does he want to do?

Wang Ai and Lü Ci were on the stage.

These two old foxes felt that Zhang Tianyi's words were a bit too exaggerated and gave them goosebumps.

But... flattery will never get you anywhere!

Especially since this flattery was personally made by the incredibly powerful Master Tian Shu!

This is an incredible amount of face!

Wang Ai couldn't help but straighten her back, and the orange peel on her face relaxed.

He stroked his beard and waved his hands humbly, saying:

"Oh, you flatter me, sir! I only did my humble best..."

Lü Ci was also beaming with pride:

"I am overjoyed that you understand the good intentions of our two families! We will leave this evil heresy to you..."

"Clap clap clap!"

Zhang Tianyi immediately led the applause.

"Excellent! The magnanimity of these two gentlemen truly makes me feel ashamed of my own inferiority!"

Chapter 136 A True Man of Righteousness! Longhu Mountain is Awesome!

Zhang Tianyi clapped enthusiastically on stage, his expression so sincere and deeply moved.

The thousands of extraordinary audience members below the stage were completely dumbfounded.

Everyone looked at each other, their foreheads covered in big question marks.

Has this legendary, short-tempered ancestor, who can summon lightning at the slightest provocation, taken the wrong medicine today?

Why are we singing praises to these two old foxes?

Wang Ai and Lü Ci were so flattered by the praise on stage that they were about to say a few more humble words and then naturally accept Ma Xianhong as their successor.

Just then.

Zhang Tianyi's clapping suddenly stopped.

He held the microphone and let out a long, heavy sigh.

"Ugh!!!"

That sigh lingered in the air, a sound of utter despair.

The entire room fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhang Tianyi put on a heartbroken expression.

His brows furrowed, and he turned around with a pained expression, looking at Wang Ai and Lü Ci, his voice even trembling slightly:

"But...my two brothers! This world is unjust!"

"what?"

Wang Ai was stunned, his hand stroking his beard freezing in mid-air: "Master, what do you mean by that?"

Zhang Tianyi slapped his thigh, grabbed the microphone, pointed at the dense crowd below the stage, and shouted loudly:

"I've been wandering around these past few days, and I've heard some rotten potatoes and stinky birds gossiping about me!"

"They say... they say that the two of you have set up this trial today not for the sake of the common people at all!"

"They actually slandered you, saying that you coveted Ma Xianhong's Divine Hundred Refinements!"

"We say you're abusing your power for personal gain! We say you're hypocrites with righteous indignation!"

boom!

These words were spoken.

The audience felt as if a depth charge had been dropped into them.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes exchanging furious glances:

"Holy crap! Isn't this the truth?"

"Who doesn't know that those two families are obsessed with the Eight Extraordinary Skills!"

"But... can you just shout that out into the microphone on stage?!"

Wang Ai and Lü Ci on the stage instantly turned liver-colored.

Lu Ci was so angry that Scarface was trembling. He gritted his teeth and roared into the microphone, "Bullshit! Utter nonsense! Which bastard is spreading rumors? I'm doing this for justice!"

"Yes! It's just farting!"

Zhang Tianyi immediately echoed loudly, even more excited than Lü Ci.

He grabbed Lü Ci's hand and held it tightly, his eyes filled with genuine sincerity:

"Xiao Lü, I understand you! Others may not know, but how could I, Zhang Tianyi, not know?!"

"Your two families have deep foundations and vast wealth; would you really look down on a mere Divine Craftsman?!"

"This is an insult to your noble character!"

Wang Ai wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and forced a smile: "The truth is clear, the innocent will clear themselves..."

"No! We can't just let it go like this!"

Zhang Tianyi abruptly shook off Lü Ci's hand, took a step forward with righteous indignation, and stood in front of Ma Xianhong, who was bound hand and foot.