"You don't have to worry about who I am. All you need to know is that you can't represent the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect. You can't make the decisions of the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect!"
Lin Tian looked at Qian Feng, the Elder of the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect, with disdain as he spoke slowly.
Hearing this, Elder Qian Feng's expression turned ugly. His face darkened as he suppressed the anger in his heart. He was so angry that he laughed and said, "Haha, we can't represent the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect and can't make the decisions of the Martial Arts Sect. Do you think you can represent the Martial Arts Sect and make the decisions of the Martial Arts Sect?"
"That's right."
When Lin Tian heard this, he nodded his head seriously.
Hearing this, Elder Qian Feng laughed loudly, his face full of mockery.
At this moment, he had already guessed who this person was. He said disdainfully, "You're Lin Tian, aren't you?"
Lin Tian didn't say anything, silently admitting it.
Seeing this, Elder Qian Feng continued to mock, "Don't think that just because you used the inheritance of the Martial Arts Emperor and gained the approval of His Majesty's will, the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect is yours."
"You have to understand that you're just an inheritor now. We have the ability to strip you of this status at any time."
"Haha, is that so?"
Hearing this, Lin Tian smiled noncommittally, then said disdainfully, "Since you're so powerful, then come at me."
"Kid, are you looking for death?"
Faced with Lin Tian's repeated provocations, Elder Qian Feng's face darkened.
"Even if I'm looking for death, what can you do about it?"
Lin Tian looked at Elder Qian Feng with disdain. He couldn't be bothered to argue with this Qian Feng's Elder. He took out the Martial Arts Emperor's Golden Token, and a vast Martial Emperor aura instantly filled the Fortune Palace.
Everyone immediately felt an extremely strong pressure, and they were almost unable to move.
"First of all, you have to understand that whether or not I am in charge of the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect is not up to you to decide."
"Secondly, if I don't agree, you don't have the right to make any decisions. Understand?"
Lin Tian looked around and said indifferently.
In the face of Lin Tian's domineering oppression, the anti-war faction members' faces had turned the color of pig's liver. They were very unsightly, and their hearts were filled with resentment.
However, under the Imperial Decree, as long as one practiced the Martial arts Emperor's Heart Sutra, they would not be able to resist.
This was what made them feel the most aggrieved.
Just because of a Gold Badge, he was suppressed by a junior to the point where he could not even raise his head.
As for the Patriarch of Martial Arts sect and the seven Patriarchs, they acted as if it had nothing to do with them and pretended not to see anything.
At this moment, the situation was already out of their control. It had almost reached a point where they could no longer control it.
Since Lin Tian was here, he would deal with it himself.
After all, he was now the real master of the Martial arts sect.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Lin Tian said again, "The Martial arts Emperor would rather break than bend. Even in the face of two Emperors, he still did not choose to compromise. Instead, he attacked without hesitation, which made him invincible."
"As his juniors, all of you actually want to run away without fighting and endure humiliation. What a mockery."
At this point, Lin Tian's face was full of mockery.
In the anti-war faction, an Patriarch's face turned red after hearing Lin Tian's words. He shouted with a red neck, "We also want to fight, but do we have the strength to fight?"
"Why not?"
Lin Tian asked rhetorically.
"There are so many forces on the other side. There is no way we can win!" The Patriarch said firmly.
"So, before the battle starts, you should admit defeat and give up the Sect's secret scriptures in exchange for a lifetime of peace?" Lin Tian's face became more and more sarcastic.
The elder didn't nod directly. Instead, he asked, "Could it be that there's a better way other than this?"
"If we fight, the Martial arts sect will be destroyed. If we don't fight, we still have a chance."
"If you're scared, then you're scared. Don't bother with these useless words. Do you think they are all monks who don't kill? They are all wolves, hungry wolves! "
"Once they realize that the Zaihua Martial Arts sect has no power to fight back, do you think they will let us go just because the Martial arts sect handed over the inheritance?"
"Use your brain and think about it. Is that realistic?"
Hearing this, the Patriarch was tongue-tied. He did not know how to refute.
"Lin Tian, don't make it sound so serious. In my opinion, you just want to drag the Martial arts sect down with you."
Patriarch Qian Feng said again with a cold smile.
When Lin Tian heard this, he immediately sent a slap over.
Slap!
A loud slap sounded in the Fortune Palace.
Everyone stared at Lin Tian with their eyes wide open.
Lin Tian looked coldly at Patriarch Qian Feng, who was covering his face with his hands. His eyes were filled with disbelief. "Noisy old dog, did I say you could speak?"
"You —"
Hearing Lin Tian's words, Patriarch Qian Feng, who was stunned by the slap, finally came back to his senses. He glared at Lin Tian and was about to hit him again.
Lin Tian slapped him again.
Slap!
This time, Patriarch Qian Feng was slapped to the ground. His mouth was full of blood.
"You dare to hit me in the Fortune Palace?"
Lin Tian looked at Patriarch Qian Feng, who was lying on the ground, with disdain.
Elder Qian Feng covered his mouth as he glared hatefully at Lin Tian. His eyes were blazing with rage. He wanted to kill Lin Tian, but he was suppressed by the invisible pressure and couldn't move.
"Now, can we have a good talk?"
Lin Tian glanced at the crowd and asked in a neutral tone.
The anti-war faction did not nod, but they did not dare to object either.
After all, Patriarch Qian Feng's fate was still there.
They did not want to follow in Lin Tian's footsteps and have their faces covered in blood.
Seeing this, Lin Tian smiled with mockery in his eyes. How could such cowardly people achieve great things?
He did not want such people.
"You don't have to be afraid. I am a democratic person, so I will give you a chance. Those who do not want to fight, stand up now. I will not make things difficult for you, but from today onwards, get out of the Zaihua Martial Arts sect."
"I will give you three minutes to think about it!"
With that, Lin Tian found a random chair and sat down.
The faces of the anti-war faction Patriarchs were extremely ugly. They did not expect Lin Tian to be so domineering.
Get out if you don't want to fight.
This put them in a difficult position.
"We have been in the Martial arts sect for so many years. Even if we have not made any contributions, we have worked hard. What right do you have to chase us away?" Someone who did not want to fight and was unwilling to leave just like that could not help but shout angrily.
Lin Tian glanced at him indifferently when he heard that.
In an instant, an extremely strong murderous aura locked onto that person.
"With my current strength, killing you is as easy as slaughtering a chicken or a dog. What do you think of that reason?" Lin Tian said slowly and casually.
Hearing that, the Patriarch's face turned red and he clenched his fists. He was extremely humiliated to be looked down upon by a junior.
However, in the face of Lin Tian, who had the Martial arts Emperor's Golden Token, even if he was an Emperor, he did not have the slightest ability to resist in the Zaihua Martial Arts sect.
This made them feel very sullen.
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