The faces of the various factions on the recruitment and performance arena are either in groups of three or five, or densely gathered, which looks very lively.

But.

In stark contrast to it.

The face of the arrogant immortal faction sandwiched between the Iron Fist Sect and the Bone Sect has never been cared for, and even flies have never flew.

To borrow is to borrow the right thing.

Passing by teenagers and girls will be curious to look at it.

It's just that when they saw the words 'arrogant immortal faction', they hurriedly retreated, for fear of getting into bad luck.

These days.

The arrogant immortal sect can be said to be a boiling spread in Qinghai City, and after the teenagers who participated in the recruitment heard about it from various channels, they would definitely not come to consult this kind of sect that had no future and destroyed its future.

"Hey. ”

Cheng Mo said helplessly: "My arrogant immortal sect, is it really that weak?"

"Yes, it's decaying!. ”

Shi Ran Bing said very bluntly and ruthlessly.

Cheng Mo covered his chest with one hand, and said weakly: "Dye the ice, can't you not hit the fragile and young soul of this seat?"

"Yes. ”

Shi Ran said lightly: "Master, no one consults anyway, let alone receives a disciple, I think we should pack up our things and go back." It's better to calm down and cultivate!"

Cheng Mo is about to cry now.

This woman must have been sent by heaven to deliberately attack this seat!

At this moment, the people of the Iron Fist Sect and the Bone Sect were boasting about the sect in front of the consulting teenagers and girls, how powerful they were, how they had ideals and ambitions, and occasionally glanced at Cheng Mo, and the disdain and sneer on the corners of their mouths became more and more intense.

Brat.

Recognize the reality, right?

The ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny!

......

The arrogant face was never consulted, and compared with the lively factions nearby, it seemed to be in two different worlds, which seemed out of place.

"Boss. ”

At this time, the Great Demon of Poetry spoke again: "Collect the stall and leave, right?"

"Don't go. ”

Cheng Mo continued to sit quite stubbornly.

He didn't believe that there were so many teenagers and girls, and there really wasn't a single blind one?

"Look, the deep mountain hunter Wang Lingxuan is here!"

I don't know who made an extremely loud shout, and it suddenly startled the disciples and high-level leaders of various sects to look up one after another.

Just one sentence to cause such a big fluctuation?

Cheng Mo said secretly: "I want to see if this guy who is boasted about going to the sky looks as handsome as me!"

"Brush!"

He stepped out and stood in front of the door.

Barely through the gap left by the crowd, I saw a man in sackcloth floating in on the street leading to the martial arts arena.

"Huh?"

"Could this be the protagonist of an idol drama who debuted in the C position playing a low-key Mai role-play here?"

Cheng Mo's eyes lit up, and he secretly said that this person must be a woman dressed as a man, and anyone who looks more handsome than me is a woman dressed as a man!

The qualifications of martial artists in the Singbridge Continent are distinguished by spiritual roots, which are divided into: inferior, low, mortal, medium, high, superb, holy and divine.

The level of the spiritual root represents the strength of the martial arts qualifications, as well as the upper and lower limits of future cultivation.

A marginal city like Qinghai County, although it is a county, is inferior to some small cities in the center, and the fifteen-year-old Kaiqi Twelve Sections is already very rare.

After Wang Lingxuan appeared, warriors from all factions swarmed around and threw olive branches one after another.

"Wang Gongzi, join me in Luban No. 7 Village, you will do it, big disciple!"

"What is there to do as a big disciple, Prince Wang, join us in the Iron Fist Sect, you are a high elder!"

"Phew, you Iron Fist Sect elders have not fifty but thirty, and the number is about to catch up with the disciples, are you embarrassed to recruit Wang Gongzi?"

"Prince Wang, join our giant hanging gang, all martial arts resources can be enjoyed at will!"

"Wang Gongzi, join my Meimei faction, senior sister and junior sister will be there for you all day long!"

In order to win over Wang Lingxuan, all factions can be said to have done everything they could, doing everything they could, and there was no lower limit for shamelessness.

It's a pity that this handsome prince still chose to spare them and walked on the martial arts arena full of faces.

When he came to the recruitment conference, he must find a sect to join, he has been observing Cheng Mo in the dark for the past few days, and finally learned that Cheng Mo is a person who is very weak and the sect is very poor, but he knows in his heart that Yu Pei has saved his life and will not guide the wrong way, so these sects are not in his consideration at all.

"Prince Wang, stay behind!"

At this time, an old man with a slightly gloomy face walked forward and said, "I wonder if Prince Wang can consider joining my Lingyuan Sect!"

"Lingyuan Sect?"

The surrounding warriors and teenagers and girls exclaimed one after another, and then closed their mouths tightly, not daring to speak, this is the only five-grade sect in Qinghai County, the sect that claims to be the sect, and the powerful sect with the martial king in charge.

Cheng Mo looked at the poem Dye Bing on the side and whispered: "Dye Bing, this Lingyuan Sect is the Lingyuan Sect that slaughtered your junior brother Xiao Xun?"

"Master!"

Shi Ran Bing nodded at Cheng Mo, and also lowered his voice and said, "Be careful, this sect is not something we can provoke if we go first, don't be impulsive." ”

Cheng Mo nodded, indicating that he understood, and then summoned the system in his heart and asked, "What strength does this person have?"

After analyzing it, the system responded: "Martial disciple Jiupin, the strength is about 3,800 catties!"

After thinking about it, there are still mountain and river swords, strength enhancement charms, and speed charms in the storage bag, maybe be careful and be able to kill this person.

"Master!"

Shi Ran Bing said on the side: "Since the fifth-rate sect has stepped forward to talk, this Wang Lingxuan should join the fifth-rate sect, and you don't have to look at the master, there is no hope!

"If my arrogant immortal sect was also a fifth-rate sect, it wouldn't be like now, no one cared about it!"

Cheng Mo glanced at the poisonous tongue female poem dyed ice, and sighed secretly.

The deacon of the Iron Fist Sect on the side also came over and said lightly: "A genius like Wang Gongzi, as a fifth-rate sect, the Lingyuan Sect is a strong person under the sect, and a garbage sect like you, don't eat swan meat with toads!"

"Don't forget our bet!"

The deacon of the Bone Sect also came over: "It's been so long, this arrogant sect hasn't recruited disciples yet, and no one has come up to ask, it is estimated that he will leave with hatred in a while, it seems that this bet is lost!"

The two of them tried their best to squeeze Cheng Mo, but Wang Lingxuan on the other side said to the old man of the Lingyuan Sect: "I'm sorry, you wait for the sect, you can't tolerate me, please let me." ”

OMG, incredible!

He rejected the invitation of the Fifth Rank Sect!

Everyone's eyes widened, this Wang Lingxuan is really the same as in the legend, he doesn't have a good brain by hunting every day, he is so willful, don't you know the strength of the fifth-rate sect?

Although the old man of the Lingyuan Sect is not very strong in the sect, and he does not have any position in the sect, his elder brother is the great elder of the Lingyuan Sect! In the sect, even if the core disciples see him, they have to give three points of face.

Therefore, he was sent by the sect to recruit disciples, and the background of the fifth-rate sect was placed, in Qinghai County, except for the City Lord's Mansion, no one dared to underestimate half a point.

Seeing Wang Lingxuan's refusal so ruthlessly, the old man's eyes also flickered, full of murderous intent.

Wang Lingxuan continued to move forward, conniving and knowledgeable, he didn't come forward to talk, compared to this arrogant guy, he didn't even look down on the fifth-rate sect, let alone think about these seven-rate, eight-nine-rate ones.

It's just that everyone is also curious, the strongest sect in Qinghai County is only Lingyuan Sect, since this product is not worth it, then what is he doing here? Is it just for fun?

Soon.

Wang Lingxuan walked to the front of the Iron Fist Gate.

Deacon of the Iron Fist King and Deacon Bone Liu hurriedly laughed flatteringly.

It is impossible for such a genius to join his own sect, but it is not bad to get close to him and get into the breath of genius.

But Wang Lingxuan didn't even look at them, he walked over directly, came to Cheng Mo, and looked at the banner of the arrogant Immortal Sect, and a smile leaked out of his face.

"Dare to ask, but Cheng Mo?"

Ga.

Rattle.

Quack, quack, quack.

The surrounding warriors of all factions were collectively confused.

Since he came to the martial arts arena, the arrogant genius who has never talked much, and he didn't even give face to the fifth-rate sect, and he actually took the initiative to talk to the scum head of this garbage sect!