Chapter 80: Illusion Conference 3

Ai Mulan's voice may not be very loud, and many people can't hear it, but Shen Tianlan is exceptionally clear when he hears it in his ears. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She slowly hooked her lips, it seemed that this Mulan was bent on not wanting Ai Ling to enter the Phantom Feather Clan, and she used the same trick as Ai Ling.

The sturdy man before was defeated by Ai Ling because of his lack of physical strength and underestimation of the enemy, and this Aimulan also wanted to take this opportunity to defeat Ai Ling.

However, Shen Tianlan watched the battle between the two for a while, and felt that Ai Ling's spiritual power was not below Ai Mulan, and winning or losing was not certain.

But as soon as he thought about it, when he saw the two confronting each other, Ai Mulan whispered something in Ai Ling's ear, Ai Ling was shocked suddenly, and at this moment, he was slapped out of the arena by Ai Mulan.

The outcome was immediately clear, Shen Tianlan's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw Ai Ling, who was knocked out of the arena, patted the ash on his body, his expression was gloomy, and he turned to the back of the crowd lonely.

Aimulan on the stage enjoyed the shouting from the audience, glanced at Ai Ling's back coldly, and hooked the corners of her lips.

"Lan'er has an idea again?" Jun Cang's voice drew her gaze back.

Then he chuckled, "Didn't you say that she was a good seedling?" Let's try to cultivate it in the end. ”

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After several rounds of competitions, I have to say that Aimulan's spiritual power is indeed not low, winning twelve games in a row, and successfully entering the Phantom Feather Clan.

A morning passed like this, and the morning competition ended here, and after the competition, the masters of the twelve gates selected the new disciples who won the ring competition in turn.

There are a total of eight people who have successfully won the ten games this time, and since there will be more excellent disciples in the future, the masters of the twelve doors can choose whoever they like, and if they don't have it, they can not choose, after all, the illusion conference has only been carried out for less than one-fifth.

When the results of the selection began to be announced, the whole square fell silent.

New disciples are selected by the rank of the twelve sect masters.

The first place is Shen Tianlan of the Heavenly Sect, and she started first.

"Tianlan, is there a favorite candidate among this batch of new disciples? It can be stored in the Heavenly Sect! Elder looked at her with a smile.

In the eyes of others, this elder is extremely fond of Shen Tianlan, and follows her so much.

Shen Tianlan stood up and nodded lightly, "Hmm." ”

Her figure stood on the high platform, attracting countless hot eyes, it was a woman with no spiritual power and a seventh-order demon Jiao, that was the eldest lady of the Shen family who had been known as a genius since childhood, but at a young age, she was the master of the Heavenly Sect, the highest sect of the Phantom Feather Clan!

The eight new disciples in the center of the ring, except for Ai Mulan, were all excited and couldn't calm down, staring at Shen Tianlan with great anticipation, hoping that she would be able to say her name.

Shen Tianlan caught Ai Ling's figure from the crowd at a glance, only to see that her expression was gloomy and a little lost.

"Elling!" She wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for the whole square to hear.

Several people in the ring couldn't help but be shocked, then disappointed, and then thought that there didn't seem to be anyone like Ai Ling among them.

And the woman in the crowd looked at Shen Tianlan in shock, thinking if she was calling Aimulan her?

"Elling, you come up." She spoke lightly again.

Now everyone also figured out that this Ai Ling didn't successfully pass the ten games at all, and he didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Phantom Feather Clan, so they all guessed that it couldn't be that this master was mistaken.

When Ai Ling saw Shen Tianlan's gaze, she was sure that she was calling herself, and she couldn't help but get nervous.

Then he slowly walked up to the stage and politely saluted.