Under the sound of footsteps, the heartstrings of the ten genius teenagers were extremely tense. Only the young man of Mu Ne, Sanwei, sat in place expressionlessly.

The door of the pavilion opened, and three figures walked outside. The leader is a young man in a heroic green shirt, tall and handsome, with clear eyes, and a restrained aura on his body.

"It's him......" Zhao Feng stared at the man in the green shirt, this person he actually knew. Hey! Zhao Yufei showed a hint of surprise.

The man in the green shirt was Ye Lingyun, who came to Yuyang City that day. After entering Guangling County, Zhao Feng and Ye Lingyun were separated by a month.

Behind Ye Lingyun, followed by two teenagers, one smiling and the other silent and silent. Nangong Fan!

Beimo! Feng Yinyue and Lei Zuo were heartbeating. Zhao Feng's heart was slightly cold, he had dealt with Nangong Fan and Beimo, and naturally understood the terrifyingness of these two super geniuses.

Especially Beimo, his cultivation has reached the peak of the eightfold, and he even has a record of killing the ninefold martial arts. Compared with these two super geniuses, the Ten Heavenly Guardian Young Geniuses present were a little dim.

"Senior Brother Ye is also here. The young man got up with a smile and met Ye Lingyun. The two sides said hello and took their seats.

Zhao Feng found that Master Ye Lingyun's seat was even in front of the young man of Mu Ne.

"Master Ye Lingyun, is he also a disciple of Marquis Guangjun?" Zhao Feng was secretly surprised. At this moment, he found that Ye Lingyun's gaze fell on him, with a kind smile.

Obviously, Ye Lingyun has certain expectations for Zhao Feng.

"The purpose of Shizun's exit this time is to determine one or two personal disciples. Anyway, the two of us are hopeless. Ye Lingyun talked with the young man of Mu Ne.

The Ten Heavenly Guards young men present showed puzzled expressions.

"It's no wonder, Master Ye and I, Senior Brother Nangong, are all registered disciples. The real disciple is only the junior disciple of Beimo. The young man explained.

Zhao Feng and the others stirred up a storm in their hearts. With the strength of Ye Lingyun and Mu Ne Youth at least above the ninth level of martial arts, they are just the registered disciples of Guangjun Hou?

With Nangong Fan's eightfold cultivation of martial arts, such a super genius, under the name of Guangjun Hou, is actually a registered disciple?

Among the people present, only Beimo was the personal disciple of the Marquis of Guangjun.

"This Beimo is more than a year older than me, his cultivation has reached the peak of the eightfold, and he even has the ability to kill the ninefold powerhouse, only such a super genius is qualified to become the personal disciple of the Marquis of Guangjun......" Zhao Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

With Beimo's strength, he could completely sweep away the Zhao family where he was originally located, and it was impossible for anyone in the entire Yuyang City to be his opponent.

Even if he is placed in Guangling County, he is also one of the top powerhouses under the Marquis of Guangjun. And such a top powerhouse and super genius are competing with them in the same era.

There were many geniuses present, and when their eyes touched Beimo, their expressions were slightly dim. If it was ten years ago, with the talent potential of Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue and others, they could be proud of the genius teenagers of the same generation.

However, with the existence of Beimo, a super genius, other geniuses are destined to become foils.

For a while, all the talented young men looked at Beimo, revealing envy, jealousy, helplessness and other expressions.

"Report to Lord Sanwei, the Lord has an order to lead the Ten Heavenly Guards and other young men to the 'Lingwu Palace'. A shadow figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of the gate of the pavilion.

The person who came was a Guang Junwei, half-kneeling on the ground. There are eighteen people in Guangjunwei, but the top three guards are all powerhouses at the peak of martial arts, and they are also the giants of Guangjunwei.

"Lingwu Palace?" Ye Lingyun and Mu Ne glanced at each other, and a trace of surprise appeared on their faces at the same time. Lingwu Hall is the core of Guangling Mansion, and it is also the place where Marquis Guangjun himself cultivates.

On weekdays, no one is allowed to enter the Lingwu Palace, not even a registered disciple of the Marquis of Guangjun, who cannot enter without being summoned.

"Master has actually summoned you to enter the 'Spirit Martial Palace', it seems that this time you are going to make up your mind. This will be a great opportunity for you. Ye Lingyun's expression was solemn, and he immediately got up and led the way in front.

The ten Tianwei teenagers all felt an unusual atmosphere. But they understand that today may be an opportunity to make a difference in their lives.

"Three years ago, I entered the 'Lingwu Palace' with my junior brother Beimo. As a result, I became a registered disciple of the Marquis of Guangjun, and he became a personal disciple of Shizun......" Nangong Fan took a deep breath and secretly glanced at Beimo beside him.

Beimo looked old-fashioned and didn't say a word. Reminiscing about entering with Beimo back then

The scene of the "Lingwu Palace", Nangong Fan still can't figure it out. But since that day, the fate of him and Beimo has taken a turn for the worse.

Once you become a disciple of Guangjun Hou, even if it is a registered disciple, you will have an advantage far beyond the children of other big families, so to speak, surpassing ordinary people from now on.

It doesn't take a while. Everyone came to a simple gray and silver hall in the forbidden place in the center of Guangling Mansion. This quaint hall seems to be empty, giving people a sense of dead silence.

Stepping into the main hall, everyone could not see a single figure. Only Zhao Feng, if he opens his left eye to the limit, he can sense and capture the dark silver figure hidden in the dark corner, there are about three or four Guang Junwei.

"Master, they've arrived. Master Ye Lingyun stood at the door of a large hall and said with a respectful face.

"Come in. A majestic and far-reaching voice came from the depths of the temple. The voice seemed to come from the distant clouds, without any deliberate momentum and deterrence, but it made everyone have a sense of remoteness looking up at the starry sky.

The ten-day guards were short of breath, their hearts were tense, their hearts were full of apprehension and admiration, and every step they took seemed to be approaching heaven.

Zhao Feng was inexplicably a little excited in his heart, and from the depths of his left eye, there was a trace of warmth, which spread to all his limbs.

At this moment, out of some cautious intuition, he didn't even dare to turn on the ability of his left eye easily. Because before stepping into the temple, his left eye caught an invisible aura, from a certain powerful existence in the depths of the main hall, and every move of himself and others seemed to be unable to escape the control of the other party.

A group of young people, nervous, entered the main hall. Even Nangong Fan and Beimo, who were already disciples of Marquis Guangjun, were cramped and solemn.

There was only one empty hall, sitting cross-legged on a futon. If it weren't for what they saw with their own eyes, it would be difficult for everyone to even notice that there was a person sitting in the main hall.

On the futon sat a middle-aged man in a gold-patterned and silver robe, with a body like a knife, upright facial features, and slightly closed eyes, as if he were an ordinary person, and his whole body was up and down, and he couldn't feel a trace of the oppression of the breath that a warrior should have.

At first glance, this seems to be an ordinary person who has not stepped into the martial arts. It is unimaginable that the middle-aged man in front of him is the legendary Marquis Guangjun of Xiangyun Kingdom.

"Master, the best ten Tianwei in the Tianwei Battalion, a total of ten geniuses, all of them are here. The young man of Mu Ne bowed and said.

"Okay!" Guang Junhou nodded slowly, opened his eyes, and raised his hand to wave lightly. The moment he opened his eyes, everyone touched those deep dark eyes, like an endless sea, boundless.

Zhao Feng even had a strong visual impact, and the action of Guangjun Hou opening his eyes and raising his hand seemed to reflect the surrounding environment, exuding a suffocating general trend.

At that moment, it was as if the king stretched out his hand and motioned for everyone to take a seat. Ye Lingyun, Sanwei, Beimo, Nangong Fan and several other disciples sat on the futon near Guangjun Hou.

Ten Tianwei and other teenagers sat on ten futons arranged in order. The seats are ranked according to the Ten Heavenly Guards.

The first place is Feng Yinyue, the second place is Lei Zuo, and the third place is Lu Xiaoyun...... 10th place: Zhao Feng. Arrange it like this.

"Master, in the generation of the Tianwei Battalion, there are a few outstanding geniuses. The young man said in a low voice.

Guangjun Hou's face was expressionless, his dark eyes did not show a trace of fluctuation, and he indifferently swept away the ten-day Wei boy. Yes!

At that moment, the ten-day guard boy was shocked, as if he had been bombarded by lightning. Zhao Feng only felt that Guang Junhou's gaze, like a black lightning, swiped through his mind, bringing him a feeling of brain short-circuiting.

Almost in the blink of an eye. Guangjun Hou saw the cultivation situation of the Ten Heavenly Wei teenagers at a glance.

Zhao Feng even had the illusion that his body and mind were pierced. He had an intuition that even if his "Dead Wood Breathing Method" had cultivated to the consummation realm, it would be impossible to conceal his cultivation in front of Guangjun Hou.

Fortunately, when he met Guangjun Hou this time, in order to behave better, he did not hide his cultivation.

"It's a little stronger than ever, but unfortunately, it is unlikely that there will be anyone among you who is qualified to become my personal disciple. Guangjunhou's face was not shocked, he was just stating a very ordinary thing.

But Zhao Feng's left eye, without deliberately urging it, still caught the disappointment that flashed in Guangjunhou's eyes.

Boom! The ten-day Wei boy's heart flickered, and he had an icy feeling of being beaten into the abyss from heaven. Guangjun Hou's voice clearly expressed that none of these top geniuses in the Ten Heavenly Guards had really entered his eyes.

"How can this be!" Ye Lingyun and Mu Ne Youth also looked surprised and incredulous. In their eyes, the genius boys of this Tianwei Camp, although they are not as perverted as Beimo, there is no shortage of amazing geniuses.

Especially Feng Yinyue and Zhao Feng, they are still young, but they all have sevenfold martial arts cultivation.

"Master, if you don't try, how can you be sure of ......" Ye Lingyun said cautiously, and when his gaze swept over Zhao Feng, there was obviously a trace of expectation on his face.

"That's right, among these geniuses, Feng Yinyue has reached the sevenfold peak of martial arts, and he is almost not inferior to Lu Xiaoyun. Among them, Zhao Feng is the youngest, and he also has a seven-fold martial arts cultivation, and his strength is amazing, and in terms of memory, he is better than the junior brother of Beimo. The young man of Mu Ne couldn't bear it, and he also persuaded.

After all, these geniuses were all cultivated by him with his own hands and hard work.