Gu Zhe himself has come, truly showing respect to the elders.
With such a formidable figure in charge, this year's martial arts大会 is bound to bring home a world championship, isn't it?
Whether as a member of the Lian family or a disciple of the Laoshan Sect, this is a tremendous honor. Failing to secure a championship would be an absolute outrage against the heavens.
"You're welcome. Don't worry too much, my disciples participating in such minor competitions can easily take first place."
Gu Zhe said with immense confidence.
Of course, if it weren't for the appearance of Xia Lin and others, Lian Yihan would have no problem taking first place.
He was a disciple of the Laoshan Sect, possessing immense strength. To the normal small sects, he was like a player with cheats enabled.
"Yes, yes, yes. With Sect Master Gu saying so, there's definitely no issue." Lian Bin nodded repeatedly, then extended his hand towards Gu Zhe, "Sect Master Gu, the competition hasn't started yet. Please join us in the main hall for a cup of tea."
Gu Zhe nodded expressionlessly, his tone rather haughty as he walked towards the hall.
The elders who were originally drinking tea in the hall all went out. Lian Bin served Gu Zhe like a devoted servant.
Meanwhile, Lian Yihan was entertaining his two junior brothers and the young lady Gu Xiaofang.
"Sect Master Gu, has Han caused you any trouble at the sect?" Lian Bin carefully poured tea, looking at Gu Zhe seated in the main seat.
"No, he's very obedient. I like him very much," Gu Zhe nodded, praising Lian Yihan.
Lian Yihan was Gu Zhe's last disciple, and he was very fond of him. He was young, had good martial arts cultivation, and was filial.
Not only was he good to Gu Zhe, but he was also good to his daughter, often bringing her late-night snacks when he had nothing else to do.
Gu Zhe saw this sincerity.
"That's good, that's good," Lian Bin nodded, then looked at Gu Zhe and asked, "Sect Master Gu, if Han wins first place in this Global Martial Arts大会, will our Lian family have a chance to become an Hidden Sect?"
Lian Bin's gaze was fixed on Gu Zhe as he asked this, hoping for his support.
Gu Zhe took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Patriarch Lian, your words are not pleasant to hear."
Lian Bin was startled and looked at Gu Zhe with some confusion.
Gu Zhe then said, "Han is my last disciple and a member of my Laoshan Sect. He is bound to win first place, not with an 'if' as you said. There is no 'if'."
"If my disciple cannot even win first place in such a大会, then I, Gu Zhe, can go eat shit."
As the last disciple of the Laoshan Sect, it would be a disgrace to the Laoshan Sect if Lian Yihan couldn't defeat these insignificant sects.
Moreover, Gu Zhe would not have let Lian Yihan compete if he didn't have 100% confidence.
"Yes, yes, yes, it was my mistake, my mistake," Lian Bin quickly apologized.
"Don't worry, after the competition ends and he wins first place, I will speak on your behalf," Gu Zhe said with a smile.
"Okay, thank you, Sect Master Gu," Lian Bin expressed his gratitude excitedly.
Gu Zhe drank tea in the hall for a while, and the martial arts大会 was about to begin.
Lian Bin personally led Gu Zhe to the VIP seats.
These VIP seats were actually special seating arranged by the Lian family themselves. After all, the competition was being held at the Lian family's grounds, so it was natural to take advantage of this.
Gu Zhe and his group sat in the VIP seats, particularly conspicuous. Gu Xiaofang, especially, held her head high, like a proud princess, basking in the admiring gazes of the crowd, which she found incredibly exhilarating.
It was even more exhilarating than Lian Yihan taking her to her climax.
It was a pity that Gu Zhe wanted to marry her off to another Hidden Sect for an alliance. She could only secretly engage in intimacy with Lian Yihan.
Last time, she was almost discovered by Gu Zhe. Fortunately, Lian Yihan happened to be bringing her a late-night snack that day; otherwise, the situation would have been difficult to explain.
As the host on the training stage called for the start, all domestic and foreign sects began drawing lots to determine the competition order.
After the draw, the initial matches were simple: a circle was drawn, and whoever pushed the other out of the circle won.
The entire morning was spent on preliminaries, with the afternoon concluding with thirty people advancing to the main selection.
The main selection matches were different, requiring contestants to compete on stage.
After two rounds of matches, it was finally Jack Ma's turn to compete. He was the first from Xia Feng's side to take the stage.
Jack Ma, dressed in a black casual suit and wearing a red baseball cap, slowly walked onto the stage and said, "I heard you're good at fighting?"
Then, he continued to show off, "A wisp of noble spirit, a thousand miles of refreshing breeze!"
These were lines from his movies, and now that they were happening in reality, Jack Ma couldn't help but use them to show off.
"What? I can't understand what you said." The foreigner couldn't understand a word Jack Ma was saying.
Seeing his attempt to show off fail, Jack Ma instantly became furious.
"Damn it, all that effort, and they don't understand."
Then, Jack Ma gestured a "three" towards the foreigner and said in English, "Three kicks, I'll defeat you in three kicks."
After speaking, Jack Ma rushed towards the foreigner. He looked a bit comical, but his small stature made him quite agile.
Seeing Jack Ma charging at him, the foreigner looked at his petite body and felt as if he were beating up a child.
He was filled with disdain, then raised his fist and punched fiercely at the charging Jack Ma.
Jack Ma leaned back and glided across the stage, dodging the foreigner's punch.
He then stood up with effort, instantly moving behind the foreigner, gripping his shoulders tightly with both hands, and pulling him back. The foreigner cried out in pain and stumbled backward.
Using this momentum, Jack Ma kicked him in the back, and the foreigner lunged forward.
"I said three kicks, so it's three kicks," Jack Ma continued relentlessly, swiftly kicking the foreigner in the stomach. The foreigner slid several meters across the stage, stopping just at the edge of the stage.
This was due to Jack Ma's excellent control of his strength. He had stopped just short of the edge, not falling off. Finally, Jack Ma delivered another kick, completing the three kicks, and keeping his word.
The audience was moved by Jack Ma's swift and decisive actions.
"Sect Master Gu, this person looks familiar. Do you know him?" Lian Bin looked at Jack Ma on stage, feeling as if he had seen him somewhere before.
The Lian family was not an Hidden family, and they had seen pictures of Jack Ma. Therefore, seeing Jack Ma now made him feel somewhat familiar.
Gu Zhe remained silent for a long time and said, "This person is very strong. He might become Han's opponent."
Lian Bin was stunned and felt somewhat speechless.
Then, after two more matches, Qin Wen was next to take the stage. Seeing a delicate young woman walk onto the stage, the crowd started to heckle.
Due to her cultivation, Qin Wen had an even more refined aura than before. Her already exceptional beauty now made one want to bite her.
Gu Zhe stared intently at Qin Wen, thinking, "I seem to have seen this person before?"