Just to witness the elegance of Alliance Leader Liang, most of the warriors from the five cities came to the city gate.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. This senior next to me is Liang Chenlin, the leader of the Liang Alliance." Li Zhenfu introduced him to everyone: "If you don't believe his identity, you can go on stage and try his skills."

Everyone was talking about it.

"Is he Alliance Leader Liang? He looks like an ordinary man, but the aura he exudes is indeed very powerful."

"What sect is Alliance Leader Liang from? Why have I never seen him or heard of him? Could it be that some expert has disguised himself?"

"The leader Liang in front of us is no different from the leader Liang ten days ago in terms of both his figure and temperament."

"Is there no one going up to check whether Alliance Leader Liang has disguised himself? Maybe Alliance Leader Liang is the governor of the Duwei Mansion in disguise. I heard that the governor is very skilled in martial arts, and it is not a problem for him to repel five martial masters alone."

"Open your eyes and look. The governor is still standing on the city wall staring at us. How could he be in disguise?"

"In fact, what does it matter if he disguises himself or not? Who can be sure that the leader Liang ten days ago did not disguise himself? The most important thing now is how good he is, whether he has the ability to take over the position of leader, and whether the court will strongly support him."

“That’s right.”

"I want to have a discussion with Alliance Leader Liang."

A warrior jumped onto the competition field.

Everyone immediately recognized the other person's identity; it was Ximen Min, the abbot of Ziyun Temple.

He had also been on the field during the Wu Zun competition, but was knocked out after just a few moves.

"Alliance Master Liang, please teach me."

Ximen Min saluted, then quickly swung out his silver whisk to attack Alliance Leader Liang.

The silver hair on the whisk is made of rare mithril, which is forged from thousands of silk threads gathered together. It can be hard or soft. Normally, it is as soft as hair, but if you attach internal force to the silk threads, they will become extremely sharp and can cut iron like mud.

Alliance Leader Liang dodged the attack and flashed past Ximen Min.

At that moment, Ximen Min stopped moving, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Why didn't Master Ximen move?"

Just when everyone was puzzled, Ximen Min's magic weapon broke into hundreds of pieces, and the robe on his body fell to the ground like petals.

Alliance Leader Liang turned around and said, "Thank you."

Everyone was surprised: "Master Ximen lost?"

"Alliance Master Liang's attack speed was too fast. I didn't even see him make a move. How did Master Ximen lose?"

"As expected of you, you are the leader of the martial arts world. You are so amazing."

Fortunately, Alliance Leader Liang did not cut Ximen Min's pants, otherwise he would not have the face to stay any longer.

Leader Liang said to the others, "Who else wants to spar with me?"

Everyone looked at each other. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to play, it was just that the opponent was too strong.

Alliance Leader Liang added: "Everyone can join forces to deal with me. If I lose, I will immediately give up the position of Alliance Leader."

"Alliance Leader Liang, let us meet you."

There were thirty people on the field, among them there were martial kings and martial masters. Even if Alliance Leader Liang was a martial master, it would be difficult for him to deal with so many people. However, Alliance Leader Liang's martial arts were far beyond their imagination. Thirty people joined forces and could not withstand his ten moves. They were knocked out of the field in a few moves.

Ximen Min frowned: "Alliance Leader Liang's strength should be at the level of a martial saint. If that's the case, he would be violating the rules of the competition."

Alliance Leader Liang said: "My cultivation has been suppressed at the Martial Honor level and I have not made any breakthroughs so far, so it is not considered a violation."

Ximen Min: “…”

The Martial Lord who suppressed his cultivation was indeed much stronger than the ordinary Martial Lord. Moreover, he had no evidence to prove that the other party was not a Martial Lord, so he could not accuse the other party of violating the rules.

Leader Liang asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to come up and spar with me?"

No one wanted to spar again, but one warrior asked, "Alliance Leader Liang, since you are so skilled in martial arts, why have we never seen you before, nor heard of your name? May I ask which country you were from? Which sect did you belong to?"

Alliance Leader Liang hesitated: "Actually, you have heard of me, but you just don't know my name."

"Please tell us your identity, Master Liang, so that we know who we should follow in the future."

"That's right."

"I am actually..." Alliance Leader Liang said as if he had made a big decision: "I am the master of the Red Blood Palace."

The scene was in uproar.

"What? He is the Lord of the Red Blood Palace? Is the Lord of the Red Blood Palace surnamed Liang?"

"I have never heard of the Red Blood Hall Master's last name, nor have I ever seen him. I only know that the Red Blood Hall Master is not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but also has mysterious whereabouts. No one has ever seen his true appearance."

"Isn't the Red Blood Palace an assassin organization? Can someone from the evil sect take over the position of leader?"

"The Red Blood Temple has not killed innocent people except for those on missions, so it cannot be considered a true evil sect."

"Killing people for money, what else can you say but evil?"

"Gangs fight to seize territory and business, and will fight or kill each other for anything that benefits them. Which gang member who died was not innocent? The people who were implicated were also innocent. So, should we say that these gangs are evil?"

"The Red Blood Palace, which takes money to do things, can only be said to be both good and evil. From now on, as long as they don't accept assassination missions anymore, everything else will be fine."

"The imperial court held a martial arts conference, but it didn't say that people from evil sects couldn't participate. If the position of leader can help a big evil sect change its face, it would be worth it."

Leader Liang said, "If I become the leader, I will no longer accept assassination missions, and I will also vigorously transform the Red Blood Palace into a decent sect in everyone's eyes. Everyone and the court can monitor the Red Blood Palace. If someone still accepts assassination missions in half a month, I will no longer be the leader of the martial arts world."

Li Zhenfushi stood up and said, "The court will monitor the actions of Lord Liang Wu and the Red Blood Palace. Does anyone have any other objections?"

No one spoke anymore.

Li Zhenfu said again: "Since everyone has no objection, then I officially declare that Liang Zongzhu is the new generation of Wulin Zongzhu, and confer him the title of first-class brave cavalry general, with a bounty of 1,000 taels of gold. The top ten warriors in the Wu Zun competition will be conferred the title of second-class general, with a bounty of 500 taels of gold, the top ten warriors in the Wu Wang competition will be third-class generals, with a bounty of 300 taels of gold, the top ten warriors in the Wu Zong competition will be fourth-class generals, with a bounty of 200 taels of gold, and the top ten warriors will be fifth-class generals, with a bounty of 100 taels of gold. Since there are spies and warriors with bad behavior in the Wu Zun competition, we will select another ten Wu Zun to be second-class generals. Of course, the court did not force the warriors to serve as officials. After we issue the official document, those who do not want to join the court can go to the Duwei Mansion to refuse the title and receive the bounty. Do you still have any objections?"

The title and reward have nothing to do with everyone, so there is no objection.

After hearing the announcement, a group of people in red standing in the crowd left the competition venue and entered the city gate with sullen faces. (End of this chapter)