Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Wise Man
It is time that passes in a hurry, and it is the years that linger. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
On the Blazing Flame Peak today, dozens of disciples dressed in fiery red clothes stood densely, burning the earth like autumn maple leaves. Zhang Xiaoliang stood in front of him, looking down. Staring at the figures of these young men, even he was in a trance, but he immediately stared solemnly and said, "This time, a total of thirty-six disciples of our Blazing Flame Peak have passed our examination, and three of them were selected by me from among the rookie disciples. ”
Chu Jing was at the back at this time, although he was not well-known now, but now that he was standing at the back of the team, not many people had noticed him. Listening to the whispers of others, his expression remained unchanged. What others say, or praise, or ridicule, what does it have to do with themselves, their own thoughts, should not be placed on these things, should be placed on, some, right?
"I don't want to say anything more today, I just hope that since you have this strength, you should fight for me and for yourself!"
Chu Jing was a little stunned, and the voice echoing in the crowd unconsciously felt a little emotional. It's really like me half a year ago. How do you feel that you are a little old, and you don't feel as good as these people. "Hey. "I really don't know what's in my head, cranky. This sky is so empty, it's spring.
Everyone followed Zhang Xiaoliang to Yuyun Peak, and found that the other peaks had already come. "Senior Brother Zhang, you are the latest to come this time. Not far away, Shen Lan walked slowly and saw Zhang Xiaoliang covering her mouth and chuckling. Hearing this joke, Zhang Xiaoliang was also quite embarrassed, and said with a smile: "You don't have to laugh at me, there are really a lot of people this time, so it is slow." ”
Shen Lan stroked the fine hair between her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "This time, you have the most disciples participating in Blazing Flame Peak, how can it be like I only have twelve disciples to participate, I really envy you." "This disciple, how expensive is not expensive, you have Luo Yingxue under your door, and I, how can any disciple be her opponent, what is there to envy." Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoliang smiled, but the smile on the corner of his mouth added a little loss.
"When" the bell of resentment, from far and near, spread over this mountain. "Here we go. Zhang Xiaoqian and Shen Lan glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and no longer cared about their respective disciples, but flew up towards the place where Zheng Daoqiu was.
After the two of them, other peak masters also arrived one after another. Zhu Chen glanced at it, and moved to sit down beside Zhang Xiaoliang. However, Zhang Xiaoling's expression did not change, as if he didn't see him at all. The other peak masters knew that the two of them had always been at odds, and today's scene was really confusing. The breeze on the top of the mountain blew through the corners of the clothes, and the feeling of chilling was tearing at the heart.
After standing for a long time, these hundred disciples were finally a little lonely, and they all stopped talking and looked at the head in front of them, the elders, the peak masters, and the ten major liquid realm disciples. Everyone's eyes gathered, and the scorching breath filled the arena. Zheng Daoqiu's expression was still so calm, looking at the disciples below. He didn't say anything more, just said lightly, "Let's get started." ”
On this Yuyun Peak, at this moment, a total of thirty rings have been built. The rules are very simple, whoever can stand in the ring of one of these to the end is the disciple candidate who participates in the Three Kingdoms Competition.
Zheng Daoqiu looked at the heavy figure and asked lightly, "Did the other four sects agree?" Zhu Chen didn't look at him, and replied flatly: "They have no opinion, so there is no need to hold a domestic five sect meeting." "Hmm. ”
Chu Jing couldn't hear what they said, his attention was all focused on the ring, there was no doubt that whoever went up first must have suffered a big loss, unless, he was extremely confident in his own strength, otherwise, he would also be consumed to death. Not only him, but everyone understands this. Some people look around, their eyebrows seem to be excited and worried, and some are silent and seem to pretend to be profound. The folding fan shook gently, graceful, and above the corners of the mouth, there was a slight mockery, which was another scenery.
But all this is here, but the final result is that no one is on. This situation was seen by Chu Jing, and he didn't feel a little funny, and shook his head slightly, but he had nothing to say. "It's ridiculous, I really don't know what you people are afraid of, or do you want me, a rookie disciple, to make a start. At this voice, Chu Jing suddenly stopped and looked at him.
"Moyang Mountain. He muttered to himself, this man was really him, and his appearance was really the same as he had seen last night. No one, at least Chu Jing didn't know, what had happened to Mo Yangshan in the past month? Let his appearance make his strength become what it is now.
I thought that I had never underestimated him, so last night, out of a sense of caution, I checked his cultivation, and the result made him even more shocked. But not everyone was as careful as Chu Jing, and most of the disciples had only anger left in their hearts at this moment.
In the No. 1 ring, it was this first ring that Mo Yang Mountain was stepping on at his feet, and there was a strong man standing in front of him, with an eight-layer cultivation of condensing qi, indicating that he was the strongest man in the mountain peak. "I really don't understand, you, a rookie disciple, got a quota by luck, but dared to be the first to rush out and die, arrogant. This disdain did not make any waves in the silence.
In Mo Yangshan's eyes At this moment, there is only one person, the icy and beautiful person, Luo Yingxue, and in the eyes of the woman, there is only the heroic posture of standing in the ring, unparalleled in the world. Not only the man on the stage, but also everyone in the audience noticed the situation. "Where are your eyes looking!" The man on the opposite side roared angrily, and finally pulled Mo Yangshan's eyes back to the right place.
Luo Yingxue's appearance is admired by many disciples, but now she is in the public, and a newcomer disciple is "flirting", such an impact, such a killing intent, the sound is surging, and countless shouts erupted. Perhaps among the people who love her, only Xu Zimo and the three of them can retain their last demeanor.
"Your strength is inversely proportional to your nonsense, and the weak have no power to shout in front of me. This faint sentence made the crowd below erupt into a louder roar. This wave seems to be drowning Chu Jing on the side, which is really unimaginable. "Stinky boy, I'll tear your mouth apart with my own hands later. The angry shouting of the audience turned into an encouragement to the man, looking at the cold Mo Yangshan in front of him, the cold light in his eyes was even stronger.
"Then start with you. When the last word "beginning" landed, the figure rushed straight out. This momentum burst out, "Ahhhh The man's pupils shrank, "What!" and there was no response. Without the slightest reaction, at this moment, this right hand slammed into the man's body. "Bang!" The ferocious fire spirit power tore apart, and his body was pushed out sideways and smashed heavily to the ground.
Silence, deathly silence. With such strength, this burst of spiritual power, all of them swore an oath of "Ten Layers of Condensation!" "Is that person Mo Yangshan?" "Mo Yangshan? Isn't he quite fat?" I also just saw it, this kid, I didn't expect it, it's so strange, a month ago he ....""Shhh ”
In the realm of the tenth layer, a rookie disciple turned out to be the realm of the tenth layer, not only the disciple, but even the masters of the peaks also stood up. "The realm of the ten layers. Zheng Daoqiu also looked at him, but the words in his mouth seemed to be more than joy. His eyes flickered slightly, and he drifted to the figure standing on the side.
"Wow!" the man from the mountain peak spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was confusion in his eyes, "Impossible, impossible....." Hearing the voice from his mouth, everyone finally reacted, and the anger in their eyes slowly dissipated. The tenth-layer realm of rookie disciples, do they still have the courage to hate?
moved, finally a second person moved, she dragged her steps, and walked into the second ring in the dull eyes of everyone!
Chu Jing looked at the two people on the stage, and for a while, he was silent. "Wise man, who is the smart man?" Low words, these are the words of his heart.