Dong dong dong...

Nine consecutive gun salutes sounded like the earth was shaking, and the opening ceremony was officially held.

The opening ceremony was held in a valley on Tianze Island, where a stepped platform had already been built.

The spectators sat on the preset seats on both sides of the valley, while the newly recruited disciples of Tianze Sect lined up in a neat square formation facing the high platform.

Three thousand wolf riders wore uniform standard armor and stood around the valley with their heads held high and majestic. The atmosphere was dignified and solemn.

On the high platform, an altar had been built a long time ago. There was a statue of a young man enshrined on the altar, but it did not look like Ding Ning, which made people deeply curious as to who the Tianze Sect enshrined.

Naturally, Ding Ning had no intention of explaining to them. He did not respect heaven or ghosts, but he respected his ancestor Su Zhe.

The master of ceremonies who presided over the opening ceremony was He Ming. This is his old profession and he is very familiar with the process.

"Natural selection leads to the benefit of the common people. Tianze Sect established the sect in response to destiny. The opening ceremony officially begins. The first step is to worship the ancestors."

Although Ding Ning was very impatient with these tedious procedures, since these formalities were indispensable for the establishment of a sect, he led a group of senior officials of the Tianze Sect and solemnly and solemnly burned incense and prayed at the altar to perform sacrifices.

After the crane chanted for half an hour, the first sacrificial session ended and the second session was announced.

The second step is to announce the Tianze Sect's position, which is also a process of recognizing people. After all, human beings live in a social society. The Tianze Sect's leader, deputy leader, elder, protector, worshiper, hall leader, etc. all have to make an appearance.

Just fine.

As the leader of the sect, Ding Ning sat at the top of the table without hesitation. Everyone present basically knew him and there was nothing much to say about him.

However, as a necessary procedure, He Ming, as the host, still made some necessary introductions to Ding Ning's general situation, which caused an uproar in the audience.

Because Ding Ning is too young, only twenty-three years old, even though He Ming had minimized his strength as much as possible when he introduced him, and only vaguely said that he was in the demigod realm, it was enough to shock everyone.

Just kidding, you must know that before him, the number one genius in the ancient martial arts world, Ye Duxing, was Tianwu who only broke through at the age of twenty-five. Ding Ning had already become a demigod at the age of twenty-three. This is simply shocking.

Not to mention the world of secular martial arts, even the spies in the hidden forces were shocked and even suspected that the Tianze Sect had deliberately lowered Ding Ning's age to please others.

You must know that although some of the proud emperors among the hidden forces achieved demigod status before they were fifty years old, the most evil ones did not become demigods until they were nearly forty years old. People like Ding Ning became demigods in their early twenties.

Simply unheard of.

But the facts are facts. Ding Ning's age is not a secret. A casual investigation revealed it clearly. The spies from the major forces could only send this unbelievable news back through their own methods.

After Ding Ning took his seat, Zi Que'er, He Ling'er and Long Yi appeared on stage. All three of them served as deputy sect leaders and were responsible for the daily management of the sect.

The introduction of the three of them is much simpler. No matter their age or origin, they avoid talking about it. They only introduce their strength and they are all demigods.

The audience was boiling like boiling water again, with disbelief written on everyone's face. Although they had tried their best to overestimate the level of Tianze Sect before, they thought it would be the same as the Holy Sect at most.

Forget it, it was only because Ding Ning, the sect leader, was a semi-god-level expert that he could barely squeeze into the threshold of the Holy Sect.

But now, everyone is not calm anymore. This is not the Holy Sect. The strength of the four sect leaders, one chief and three deputy, is enough for Tianze Sect to stabilize the Holy Sect.

One end of the door.

Although the faces of the representatives of the major holy sects were calm, there was an uproar in their hearts. Especially the two holy sects, Holy Doctor Sect and Holy Sword Villa, which had an old rift with Ding Ning, had cold sweat on their foreheads, secretly glad that they had come.

Yes, they came with the attitude of turning enemies into friends. Otherwise, if they really went against Ding Ning to the end, they would not be able to gain any advantage at all.

Of course, some people didn't believe it and sneered below, spreading the news that Tianze Sect deliberately exaggerated the sect's strength in order to avoid possible blows and troubles that the sect might encounter.

But then, the solemn appearance of the sole worshiper of Anxi and thirty-six demigod-level guardians once again completely subverted everyone's impression of Tianze Sect, and their previous doubts turned into awe.

Is this a secular sect? It is comparable to weaker hidden forces.

Of course, there must still be a gap. After all, no matter how weak the hidden force is, there will at least be a god-level strong person sitting in charge.

It's a pity that no matter how hard they think about it, they won't think that Tianze Sect not only has more than ten god-level experts in charge, but also has a god-level crane ancestor in charge. It's just that Ding Ning thought carefully and didn't want to make a big tree attract the wind, so he didn't let them

It's just an appearance, even the demigod-level guardians only dispatched thirty-six.

Next, although the crowd watching the ceremony was still shocked, they finally felt a little better.

The rest of the hall leaders appeared. Except for Kong Lei, the leader of the Strategy Hall, who was also a demigod-level powerhouse, although most of the others were Saint Martial Realm powerhouses, they were not as impressive as those at the demigod level.

Next, the most outstanding thing is the Tianze Guardian Legion composed of five thousand wolf riders. Although its strength is not as terrifying as the demigod-level powerhouse, it has strict military discipline, a uniform square formation, and an iron-blooded killing spree.

He was so angry that no one dared to look down upon him in the slightest.

Tianze Zong has strong soldiers and strong horses, and is respected in the world.

This is the tacit positioning given to Tianze Sect by everyone. Apart from those mysterious and hidden forces, Tianze Sect is definitely the most powerful sect in the world.

It took more than an hour for the middle and upper-level members of the Tianze Sect to appear one after another. Heming and Yourongyan announced that the second phase of the ceremony was over and the third phase was entered. The first batch of disciples recruited appeared on the stage to compete in skills.

During this period of time, although Ding Ning was too busy every day to care about recruiting disciples, Kong Lei, who had a special interest in military affairs, did not relax at all.

They were called together for secret training.

Since these disciples had varying qualifications and talents, as well as different levels of strength, Kong Lei uniformly taught them the first three punches of the wild physical training as the main training content to improve their qualifications.

So far, a total of 1,200 disciples have been recruited, and they have basically completed the first fist practice, their qualifications have been greatly improved, and their temperament has also undergone tremendous changes.

The scene of one thousand, two hundred disciples of different heights, fatness, and thickness, all dressed in uniform blue uniforms, appearing together was extremely spectacular.

In particular, these first-generation disciples deeply felt the power of the sect and were proud of it. They were all full of energy, held their heads high, and swallowed mountains and rivers like tigers. They received full applause as soon as they appeared.

Especially Wang Laohu, who was standing at the head of the team and leading the team. Everyone had seen him seriously injured and dying before, but now his face was rosy and he was jumping around as if nothing happened. Everyone was even more amazed at how far Sect Leader Ding's medical skills had reached the point of making human flesh and bones white.

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The martial arts competition between the first-generation disciples was naturally beyond the eyes of masters, but for warriors with low cultivation levels, it was exciting and eye-opening.

It's just that the competition between so many people is time-consuming and labor-intensive. As the leader of the clan, Ding Ning naturally has to show off his skills on such occasions to deter those with evil intentions.

So, he took the initiative to stand on the high platform, stretched out his hands and raised it lightly, and secretly activated the power of the thick earth totem. The ground trembled slightly and roared, and the mud platforms rose up from the ground, turning into five hundred small arenas.

Facts speak louder than words. When Ding Ning showed his hand, everyone was in an uproar again. Those who had secretly questioned whether Ding Ning had the strength of a demigod all kept their mouths shut and did not dare to speak out loud again.

"Now!"

On the hilltop to the west of the valley, a flat fish-like figure almost blends into the rocks. A hideous smile appeared on Cook's ugly, rat-like face, and the third eye on his forehead shone brightly.

Locking on Ding Ning's figure in the high-power scope, he gently pulled the trigger.

Bang!

With an undetectable sound, a sniper bullet followed Ding Ning's heart with a fiery red tail flame as fast as a meteor.

In fact, if he were to snipe at ordinary people, Cook would always hit him right between the eyebrows. It is because Ding Ning is not an ordinary person, so he would target the larger heart area.

Although he believed that Ding Ning could not dodge his god-killing bullets, in order to be sure, he did not give up because of this. Instead, he pulled the trigger twice in succession without hesitation, and two more god-killing bullets were shot out.

, blocking all routes that Ding Ning can avoid.

"OK, let's call it a day."

Cook's third eye's vision was far superior to that of ordinary people. From a distance of two thousand meters, he could still clearly see that the three god-killing bullets in the completed glyph shape accurately hit Ding Ning's heart and left and right shoulders, and he could not help but boast.

He whistled, put away his sniper rifle, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Just kidding, Tianze Sect has many demigod-level experts. Even if Ding Ning is killed, it will not be easy to escape safely.

But since he dared to come, he was naturally fully prepared. Now that he had successfully killed Ding Ning, he only needed to escape according to the route set in advance.

"Someone assassinated Sect Master Ding?"

"Who is so bold and arrogant?"

"The killer is on the hill to the west. Come quickly and catch the killer."

…

As Ding Ning fell down in response, the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Some people are in a hurry and don’t know what to do; some people are anxious and shouting; some people are afraid that they will be affected and run away in panic; some people have ulterior motives and take the opportunity to fan the flames; some people are gloating about their misfortune and even plan to fish in troubled waters...

Cook took a deep breath and repeated his old trick. His flat body instantly expanded like an inflated ball. When he noticed a figure running towards him like a ghost, he still had time to show a mocking smile and waved.

He waved his short and thin arms and said triumphantly: "Bye bye!"

puff!

As a fart came out, the whole person soared into the sky like a jet, appearing thousands of meters away in an instant, and then inhaled... farted... inhaled... farted... and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The approaching figure did not pursue him. He put his hands behind his back and looked in the direction where Cook disappeared, but a concealed smile appeared on his old face.

The person who came was none other than Ding Ning's grandfather Ding Dian. With his sword power, as long as he was willing, let alone Cook's escape method, even if he teleported, he would not be able to escape his pursuit.

However, Ding Ning, who was believed by everyone to have been hit by a god-killing bullet and died unexpectedly on the high platform, sent a message to him asking him to put a long line to catch a big fish, so he deliberately pretended to be out of pursuit.
Chapter completed!