The Earth won't allow someone as awesome as me to exist!

After the Martial Arts Tribunal finished its meeting, it did not rest for long before reopening the tribunal.

Because they only gave Qin Chuan one day, which means they were willing to wait until that day.

The Martial Arts Court has reopened, but this time it is completely different from the trial of Qin Lan. This time, the trial is of the world's legend... Qin Xian!

Of course, such a martial arts court could not attract the leaders of various countries to come and observe, but it did attract many high-ranking officials.

It can be said that anyone entering the Martial Arts Court must have their identity verified; those who lack sufficient power today, even Earth Immortals, cannot even set foot inside.

Security booth at the entrance to the Martial Arts Court.

Besides the martial arts warriors, there were also two security guards, one old and one young. These two guards were also martial arts warriors, but they were mainly responsible for the barrier gates for vehicles to enter and exit.

The older one has reached the eighth realm, while the younger one is at the fifth realm.

Both of them were quite strong, but in the Martial Arts Tribunal, they could only remotely control the lifting poles and didn't even qualify to join the tribunal.

"Captain, the Martial Arts Tribunal is opening today. I heard that many important figures from various countries are coming. Are they all here to watch Qin Xian's trial?"

The security guard looked quite excited: "The martial arts court hasn't been this lively in many years."

The old captain nodded slightly, his tone deep: "It has indeed been many years since it has been this lively. Rather than lively, it is more like the martial arts world is in chaos. For many years, no martial arts expert has dared to challenge authority."

"Captain, do you think any national leaders will be coming today?" the young security guard asked expectantly.

Just as the captain was about to answer, a Cadillac drove in. When he saw the license plate, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately stood up straight.

Although the young security guard didn't know who was in the car, he knew that as long as he followed the old captain, he couldn't go wrong.

The old captain pressed the remote control in his hand, the boom rose, and the Cadillac drove in.

"Captain, who is this?" the young security guard asked curiously.

The veteran captain took a deep breath: "The president of the American martial arts center!"

hiss!

The security guard gasped, "Doesn't that mean he's in charge of the entire martial arts center?"

"Of course!" the old captain nodded. "His status is already among the top in the martial arts world."

As the two were talking, more and more vehicles drove in.

"President of the Island Nation's Martial Arts Center!"

"President of the Russian Martial Arts Center!"

"..."

One vehicle after another drove in.

The old captain, however, knew each visitor like the back of his hand, and could clearly identify them.

The young security guard exclaimed in astonishment, "Captain, you know all these people?"

The old captain waved his hand and said with emotion, "The more you experience, the more you naturally know. When you reach my age, you will also be able to etch their identities into your memory."

The young security guard admired his team leader immensely, dreaming that one day he too would become a security guard like the old captain.

As expected of an eighth-realm martial artist!

"All the presidents of the Martial Arts Center are here, but I don't see any from China?" the security guard wondered.

The old captain scoffed, "The captain of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts center has already been killed by Qin Xian."

"I see." The security guard suddenly realized.

Then, one batch of vehicles after another drove in.

"The Holy Lord of the Sacred Land of the Island Nation... Miyamoto Kazuo!"

"The new Holy Lord of the Nordic holy land... Bard!"

"..."

The old captain still identified everyone without hesitation, as if he had truly memorized their identities.

"Captain, I heard that the Nordic Holy Land has closed its doors and announced that it will not open for a hundred years. When did a new Holy Lord come up?" the security guard asked in surprise.

The old captain said, "You still know too little. Pay more attention to the martial arts situation. Although the Norse Holy Land has not appeared for a hundred years, they cannot be without a leader for a day after Zeus' death. They had already chosen a new Holy Lord two years ago. They came here today because they naturally want to witness Qin Xian's trial. After all, it was Qin Xian who forced the Norse Holy Land to remain closed for a hundred years."

At this point, the old captain paused and pointed to all the vehicles that had just entered.

"Unsurprisingly, all of these people have a grudge against Qin Xian!"

"It seems so..." The security guard nodded slightly, feeling horrified. Qin Xian had really offended quite a few people.

Indeed, too many people want to see Qin Xian put on trial.

"Amitabha……"

At that moment, a Buddhist chant rang out.

Unlike the others who all arrived by car, this Indian monk walked over.

"uh-huh?"

The security guard frowned: "They want to enter the Buddhist temple too?"

"Shut up!"

The old captain sternly reprimanded him.

"Ah, Captain, what's wrong?" the young security guard asked, puzzled.

"This is none other than the Buddhist Bodhisattva... Xuandu!"

The old captain lowered his voice: "It is said that when Buddhist practitioners reach the Bodhisattva level, they possess four great Dharma forms and supernatural powers, which can be easily suppressed even by Earth Immortals."

"Moreover, the Bodhisattva Xuandu holds great power in India, so he is naturally qualified to enter."

The young security guard's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. If it hadn't been for the old captain's intervention, he might have been killed by this Xuandu Bodhisattva.

Xuan Du stepped on lotus flowers and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The old captain and the young security guard both breathed a sigh of relief.

"I never imagined that even Buddhist bodhisattvas would want to witness Qin Xian's trial," the security guard said, somewhat surprised.

"What's so strange about that?"

The old captain said calmly, "Qin Xian has killed many Buddhists in the past few years, even the Buddha himself. The Buddhist community now hates Qin Xian to the bone."

The security guard shrank back: "Hasn't Qin Xian offended every martial artist in the world?"

"Pretty much..." the old captain sighed again, "In this world, there is probably only one person who can do this. It is no exaggeration to call him a legend of our time."

"Captain, all those who just arrived are martial arts practitioners. I haven't seen any high-ranking officials from any countries yet."

The security guard scratched his head.

Although martial artists wield power, they mostly operate within the realm of martial arts, and their power still falls short compared to that of nations.

After all, whether it's Buddhism or martial arts, they are all subject to the constraints of the state.

Ultimately, they are all organizations within the martial arts world.

"You..."

The old captain was about to say something, but the words stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

However, several black cars slowly drove up in a straight line.

When the old captain saw these vehicles, he almost cried out in surprise, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Even though he had met so many martial arts association presidents, holy masters of various holy lands, and Buddhist bodhisattvas before, he had never been like this before, but at this moment he was stunned.

"This is……"

"The head of the tribunal!"