, Master Uchiha Madara of Douluo "Now that you know how powerful Mr. Fanma is, you must respect him as much as you respect me from now on!" Madara crossed his arms and looked at the four people in front of him who were as tired as dead dogs, and cleared his throat.
"Understood, Sect Master!" The other four people immediately did not dare to neglect, and agreed with straight chests.
"Fanma, deputy sect master, I'm sorry!" Yu Tianheng and the others bowed to Fanma respectfully and said with utmost sincerity.
"I'm just playing with you! It's not that boring!" Fanma yawned and stretched casually. The muscles of his upper body moved freely as if they had real life. He said without caring.
Indeed, for Fanma, these are just trivial matters that interfere with his becoming stronger. If Madara hadn't promised him to defeat all the strong men in this continent, he would not have bothered to be the deputy sect leader.
"Report to the sect master, there is an envoy from the Spirit Hall outside the mountain gate who has come to ask for an audience!" However, at this moment, Anbu, who was guarding the mountain gate, flashed in front of everyone with light steps and knelt down on one knee to report.
That's right, Madara also brought out Ninjutsu Sect's assassination team, firstly to refine Ninjutsu Sect's true elites, and secondly to hunt down the traitors who betrayed Ninjutsu Sect.
After all, as long as one has eyesight, it is impossible to be truly consistent. There will definitely be spies and spies sent by people with ulterior motives and other forces. At this time, Anbu needs to take action.
"What? Spirit Hall sent someone here, it's really strange!" Madara was quite surprised when he heard the news, but his expression turned into a disdainful sneer.
To use the words Tang San taught him, a weasel greeting a chicken in the New Year is unkind!
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"Go and recruit them! I want to see what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd!" Madara pondered for a while, and finally ordered to Anbu, who was still kneeling and waiting like a wood sculpture.
Spirit Hall indeed sent people here, but they were not here to attack Madara Ninjutsu Sect! After all, even if you want to kill Ninjutsu Sect, your vitality will definitely be severely damaged. It is obviously not appropriate to take action at this critical moment when facing two empires.
"Spirit Hall's envoy, please come!" Feng Xiaotian had a spring-like smile on his face, which made it impossible to find any etiquette faults, but it always gave people the feeling that he was smiling but not smiling. He made a slight gesture of invitation towards the main hall.
To be honest, the four deans didn't have a very good impression of the Spirit Hall, especially since Yu Tianheng even had a blood feud with the Spirit Hall.
The arriving messenger was none other than Heaven Dou City, the original archbishop Sajins. He walked into the hall with rhythmic steps. Looking at the slightly familiar blood-red figure, he couldn't help but feel a bit ridiculous.
When Continental Elite Soul Master Competition was held, Sajins represented Spirit Hall and Xue Ye sitting next to each other. He was so majestic at that time and Ban was just a junior who performed well in his eyes, and he didn't take it to heart at all.
But now the status of the two seems to have been reversed. Madara is looking down at Sajins from a high place, while he can only bow and salute in an aggrieved manner. It is really sad that things in the world are impermanent.
"This is the Ninjutsu Sect master, right? I have long admired his name!" Sajins put away the emotion and shock on his face, bowed slightly and performed the Spirit Hall etiquette with a warm smile.
"Isn't it a bad reputation that you have been admiring for a long time?" Ban couldn't help but sneered when he heard Shakins' compliment.
"It's better to avoid such hypocritical things! Tell me where you came from this time?" Madara didn't appreciate him at all. He leaned on the throne with his legs crossed and looked at Sajins under the steps with great disdain.
Sajins couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw Madara being so disrespectful. He was Spirit Hall's platinum archbishop. Even Titled Douluo should have given him a face wherever he went before. However, the aristocratic upbringing he had received since he was young still made him take a deep breath and endure it.
"I came here this time to invite your sect to participate in the sect conference!" Sajins finally stated his intention.
"Sect meeting?" Madara raised his eyebrows after hearing this word, and asked with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
"That's right!" Sajins suddenly became energetic and explained in detail, "Due to various accidents, the original Upper Three Sects Clear Sky Sect was hidden from the world, and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was seriously injured. Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has even been exterminated! At this time, it is necessary to re-select Upper Three Sects Lower Four Sects to maintain the order of Soul Master above Douluo Continent!"
Madara almost laughed out loud at the Spirit Hall's shamelessness. What he said was really better than what he sang!
Why was Clear Sky Sect forced to live in seclusion? How did Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect get hit so hard? How did Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon fall? These are all things that everyone knows, but you are still deceiving yourself and others?
"You fart!" Yu Tianheng, who had been patiently suppressing his anger, stood up from his seat, his chest heaving violently, staring at Sajins with red eyes, like a wounded beast about to devour others, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Who destroyed us Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? Don't you know?"
"Tian Heng, calm down!" Feng Xiaotian hugged the crazy-looking Yu Tianheng from behind and shouted loudly.
"This is what you Spirit Hall did, it really opened my eyes!" Madara held his chin with one hand, looked at Sajins with Sisi mockery in his eyes, and said, "Now the news has been brought, see you off!"
"Archbishop, please!" Huo Wu stopped Sajins who wanted to say something more, and said with a smile.
"Forget it! It seems that the Saint's commission can't be completed!" Sajins looked at Madara who had walked away, shook his head, and could only let them drive out.
"Fanma, we and Spirit Hall can be said to be fighting to the death, and now they actually come to invite us to the so-called sect conference! What do you think?" Madara asked Fanma, who was walking alongside him, as he walked.
"It must be to establish prestige. I'm afraid we are not the only ones invited. You can send someone to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to ask about it later, and you will probably know the result!" Fanma said confidently as he walked away.
"I didn't see it! You're quite smart!" Madara turned his head again and looked up and down at Fanma, who was covered in muscles, and said in surprise.
"Muscles don't oppress the brain! The so-called simple-minded and well-developed limbs are just a slander for the weak!" Fanma sneered and retorted.
Spirit Hall really made a good calculation! Instead of closing the door and organizing it on their own, they generously invited other sects, which instantly raised the format of the conference to a mainland level and expanded its influence. Only in this way can the sects they appointed be more valuable and enhance their Spirit Hall prestige.
Furthermore, isn't this a show of force? I would like to ask which other opposing sect dares to come? Is it Clear Sky Sect who has already taken precautions to protect himself? Or Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who was beaten to death and suffered seven injuries?
"It is indeed arrogant! But I heard that many hidden Titled Douluo have turned to the Spirit Hall because of these fame and fortune. There must be many interesting opponents there!" Fanma stood next to Madara, and the two of them looked at the sect below the mountain on the top of the mountain, and asked meaningfully.
"What do you think?" Madara also smiled arrogantly, and the unruly aura returned to her body again, as if there had been no change in all these years.