Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 1712

However, the Martial Grand Meeting was also facing a problem that bothered Hangong Boling. According to the information that Zhong Changqiu had gathered, Samuel's opponents had all chosen to give up. That was to say, it was almost impossible for them to see Samuel appear in a short period of time.

"Can he really be so intimidating?" Hangong Boling doubted. What kind of strength did a 14-year-old child show to make his opponent choose to give up the competition? Moreover, it was a very shameful thing to give up the competition. Those who gave up the competition were equivalent to giving up the possibility of him participating in the Martial Grand Meeting in the future.

Facing a child, but they gave up the competition, would they still have the face to participate in the Martial Grand Meeting in the future?

Even if they were really thick-skinned to participate, they would only be greeted with boos. For a martial artist, this was a very embarrassing thing.

"As far as I know, it's true. Samuel has defeated a big shot who would win the championship. That's why his deterrence has become stronger," Zhong Changqiu explained.

Zhong Changqiu had already found out about the battle between Samuel and Yan Bingfeng. However, if he had not seen it with his own eyes, it would have been difficult to imagine Samuel's performance. So, he did not know what kind of shock Samuel had caused to the Martial Grand

Meeting.

"Help me make an appointment with the highest official of the Martial Grand Meeting," Hangong Boling said.

"Yes." Zhong Changqiu took the order and left.

Swallow City Martial Grand Meeting was considered one of the top competitions in the martial arts world, and the person in charge of it had a high status in Swallow City. However, the position here was not low, but for Hangong Boling, it was like an ant, so he didn’t pay attention to it at all.

For Hangong Boling, no matter what the rules of the Martial Grand Meeting were, as long as he came forward, he could change those impossible things.

Since all of Samuel's opponents had given up the match, Hangong Boling could only arrange an opponent for him.

Less than an hour after Zhong Changqiu left, he appeared with a white-haired old man. Judging from his expression, he was obviously a little reluctant.

"Master, he is the highest-ranked person in charge of the Martial Grand Meeting," Zhong Changqiu said to Nangong Boling.

Nangong Boling didn't even look at the old man. He said, "I'm going to arrange a match for Samuel within three days. I'll decide the candidates."

Being ignored like this, the old man had some dissatisfaction in his heart. After all, he was a big shot, and many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Swallow City had to respect him.

But now, Nangong Boling didn't even look at him.

"I've already shown enough respect to you by coming to see you. Who do you think you are? Do you think you can do whatever you want?" the old man said.

Nangong Boling smiled faintly and said, " There’s only one thing I can't do at the moment, but it's definitely not this one."

"So what if I don’t do it?" The elder provoked.

"Do you know that there are masters of disguise in this world? Their skills won't let anyone see any flaws. When you die, there will be a puppet that looks exactly like you. He will obey me, and you, maybe you will be buried under the river forever. Of course, you have other choices. Listen to me and let me save these troubles, so that you can save your life," Nangong Boling said.

"Don't scare me. Do you really dare to kill me?" The old man said disdainfully. If anything happened to his position, there would definitely be many people in Swallow City who would thoroughly investigate this matter. Therefore, in his opinion, Nangong Boling's words were just an alarmist. Would he really dare to do that regardless of the consequences?

"Can you dodge bullets?" Nangong Boling took out his thermal weapon and asked the old man.

Looking at the dark and shiny thermal weapon, the old man was suddenly stunned. How could he defeat this kind of thing with martial arts?

"Martial artists never use thermal weapons, " the old man said disdainfully.

"I'm not a martial artist. I'm just a businessman with the greatest interests. As long as it's good for me, all kinds of methods can be used by me," Nangong Boling said with a smile.

The old man's expression turned extremely ugly. He had dared to meet with Nangong Boling because he thought that he was highly skilled in martial arts. However, he did not expect such a situation to occur.

"Since you're willing to come, you're definitely scheming for your own interests. Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, I'll give you benefits that you can't imagine," Nangong Boling said.

His words hit the old man right in the heart. If it were not for the benefit, why would he come here for no reason?

It was just that Nangong Boling's request had gone too far, and that's why things had developed to the point where they were about to take action.

"You know, the rule of the Martial Grand Meeting is that all participants have signed up to the full before the competition, and insert people to participate in the competition at this time. This is against the rules of the competition," the old man said.

"Rules are made by man. Since people can set rules, naturally they can change them. You are the highest-ranked person in charge of the Martial Grand Meeting, don't you have any power?" Nangong Boling said with a smile.