Chapter 142: Repeatedly jumping sideways on the edge of the Shura Field rollover (7)
Not surprisingly, although Ye Nanxing lost to her, he was still the first place in the entrance test of Zhaoyuan's disciples.
The head didn't care about Ye Nanxing's performance at the last level, and was even pleased with his performance, praising Ye Nanxing and intending to include him in the door, Fei Wan finally let go of his heart.
The young man standing in the center of the hall raised his eyebrows, bowed his hand without humility or arrogance, and his voice was clear: "Thank you for your kindness, Nanxing doesn't dare to take such praise." Nanxing heard that the last level was set up by Rong Ze Shangxian's personal disciple Fei Late, and this kind of swordsmanship is really admirable. ”
"It's not too late, this kid is really good......"
The head of the house also nodded approvingly, and set his eyes on Fei Late.
Standing next to Rong Ze was suddenly mentioned, and suddenly became everyone's attention.
"Don't dare, I'm just taught by my master since I was a child."
This big scene, not too late to panic at all.
She also tried very hard to lose, but Ye Nanxing didn't give her this opportunity.
As long as Ye Nanxing can worship the head of the house, she will be fearless of anything.
It's just that the next moment, Rong Ze, who didn't participate in the collection of apprentices for ten thousand years, spoke.
"Boss, when he competed with Fei Wan, his swordsmanship was very good, and he had a talent for swordsmanship."
The implication is that Rong Ze wants to accept him as an apprentice.
Fei Wan looked at Rong Ze in disbelief, but Rong Ze seemed to deliberately avoid her gaze, and he was still unmoved.
Not only was it not only the night that was surprised, but the others were equally surprised. Over the years, Rong Ze just went through the motions, and he didn't pay much attention to this matter, let alone take the initiative to accept apprentices.
Even if the head of the sect intended to let Rong Ze accept apprentices, Rong Ze refused them one by one.
When the head heard that Rong Ze had the intention of accepting apprentices, he immediately smiled.
"Since Rong Ze said that Ye Nanxing has the qualifications to cultivate the way of the sword, it just so happens that there is only one disciple who is not late, and the rest of the peaks have a few personal disciples, why don't you just enter the dust peak?"
Rong Ze has this strength, and even the head of the house has to give three points, but he doesn't fight or rob people, and he is out of the ordinary, so he doesn't care about these.
Now that he has opened his mouth, the head of the house naturally pushes the boat with the water. Moreover, entering Rong Ze's sect has benefited Ye Nanxing even more. This kind of qualification, under the personal teaching of Rong Ze, can give full play to greater potential.
"Ye Nanxing, are you willing?"
The head of the house lowered his gaze back to Ye Nanxing, and the young man lowered his eyes and bowed his head slightly.
Inexplicably, it was not too late for the senior sister to finally accept this reality, but she never expected that Rong Ze finally took the initiative to choose Ye Nanxing.
"You set him up first, and in a few days it will be the entrance ceremony, and you, as a senior sister, must also do your duty to him."
In the end, Rong Ze just left a sentence and left, this was the first thing he said to her in so many days, and his expression was so cold that he even wondered if this love spell was fake.
She has no intention of Rong Ze, and she doesn't care about this attitude, as for the little tail that follows behind her......
"I've seen Senior Sister."
The young man's good-looking eyelashes drooped slightly, covering a little restraint under his eyes, and he lost the courage he had in the main hall before, after all, it was the first time to leave home to cultivate immortals, and he was very respectful of Fei Wan, who was a senior sister.
Called "Senior Sister" by the young man's crisp voice, Fei Wan looked up at him, his eyebrows were childish that had not faded, but he did not lose half of his demeanor. Compared with the competition with her, Ye Nanxing was a little less murderous.
"Senior sister's swordsmanship is very powerful."
Ye Nanxing's voice is clean, like running water hitting a stone, and there is a slight vibrato at the end, which is very good.
Especially when I looked at her dark eyes seriously, I could see that the worship of her was from the heart.
At that moment, I experienced the joy of being a senior sister.