Chapter 8: The Proud Sword Sect
"Wan Qing, is that kid who was accepted as a disciple by the sect master here?"
"Isn't it? We want to see what is so special about this kid that he can be accepted as a disciple by the sect master?"
"That's where I saw him!"
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Before Wan Tian could react, he saw that the front of the courtyard was already crowded with a group of black heads, both men and women, all handsome and extraordinary.
Especially the few who stood in the air, their bodies exuded a fierce momentum that was not weak, and a pair of scrutinizing eyes focused on Wan Tian's body, like a sharp sword penetrating his body, and for a while, Wan Tian had a feeling of being naked up and down.
And the originally quiet courtyard suddenly became lively because of the arrival of this group of people.
Looking at them, Wan Tian's heart suddenly swelled with a wry smile.
This is simply a disaster, he has no intention of being the future sect master of the Wanshan Sect, but he was involved, and looking at the situation in front of him, he can't explain it even if he is reasonable.
"Are you the kid who wants to be accepted by the sect master as a personal disciple?" asked a young man with fiery red hair in the sky, there was no politeness in his words, on the contrary, there was a bit of anger and unwillingness, and looking at the expressions of other disciples, most of them were like this.
The sect master's personal disciple, according to the tradition of the Wanshan Sect, should be the senior brother of all the disciples, and he deserves the respect of the disciples, and he is also the benchmark of the disciples, but now he is a person with ordinary qualifications, no wonder these disciples are not convinced.
Wan Tian naturally understood this truth, and with the idea of calming things down, he replied: "This, I am not a disciple of Sect Master Wan, that is just a joke of Sect Master Wan, don't believe it." ”
It's okay not to say this, but as soon as these disciples say it, they immediately explode.
"This kid actually got cheap and didn't sell it, it's so annoying!"
"That is, how could the sect master make a joke about such a thing? Do you think that the future head of our Wanshan Sect is child's play?"
"Is it too arrogant, do you regard my sect master of the Wanshan Sect as a person who has no faith in his words?"
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The words came like a tidal wave, not giving Wan Tian any chance to explain at all, Wan Tian closed his mouth with interest, and looked at these disciples of the Wan Shan Sect to denounce.
The red-haired young man swished, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of Wan Tian. Wan Tian was shocked, he felt that the person who came was not good, but the difference in strength was too far, and before he could react, the other party reached forward with a big hand, grabbed his collar, and then his feet were empty, and he was picked up by the other party with one hand.
"Boy, this is not the place where you can be arrogant. The red-haired young man shouted angrily, and just when Wan Tian felt that he was about to be suffocated to death, Wan Qing jumped up from nowhere, pressed the red-haired young man's arm, and said, "Wan Qianbiao, if you do it, you have to think clearly about the consequences." ”
Wan Qian Biao was stunned, and then he was quite unwilling to throw off Wan Tian, Wan Tian took a few steps back, and almost fell, but in the whole process, including Wan Qing, no disciple came to help.
"Heh, with this bit of strength, you still want to be our senior brother, where do you get the courage?" said a disciple sarcastically, causing many disciples to burst into laughter.
Wan Tian tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, stepped forward, stood in front of Wan Qianbiao and Wan Qing, looked around at these disciples, and finally his eyes fell on Wan Qianbiao's body, and a trace of a smile climbed on his face.
"What are you laughing at?" Wan Qianbiao asked with some annoyance.
Wan Tiandao: "I laugh at you for being cowardly!"
"Are we cowardly?" Wan Qian Biao laughed angrily, "You are an ordinary person who is nothing, you actually say that we are cowardly, what are you kidding, could it be that your brain is stupid by us?"
Wan Tian shook his head and replied: "It's not that I'm stupid, it's not that I'm scared by you, if you're not scared, then why do you want to question an ordinary person like me, who can even be said to be bullying? Why don't you question the seniors of your sect? I believe that you can get the answers you want from them." ”
This rhetorical question made the disciples of Wan Qianbiao and the others speechless, and the scene became a little quiet for a while.
Wan Tian quietly looked at these disciples who were asking for guilt, in his opinion, these disciples were a little unreasonable, although he was not a cultivator, it did not mean that he could be bullied casually.
In the face of many disciples, one person behaved indifferently and fearlessly, and in comparison, these disciples were a little worse. The gazes of the few people standing in the air began to become solemn.
At this moment, the sky above the top of the peaks suddenly crossed with red, blue, and purple rays of light, even in the daytime, the light was still brilliant and dazzling, and it quickly attracted the attention of the Wanshan Sect.
The light stayed high in the sky, and in a moment, the light converged, revealing three figures, and an old and long voice sounded in everyone's ears, "The Proud Sword Sect is here, come and see you!" A greeting, but it was full of incomparable domineering, as if the three words of the Proud Sword Sect were amazing.
Wan Tian raised his head curiously, this was the first time he had seen a sect outside the Wanshan Sect, but it seemed that the other party was not good.
The disciples were also attracted by the three figures in the sky, and when the three words "Proud Sword Sect" came, Wan Tian obviously noticed that the eyes of these disciples became fanatical and yearning.
Wan Tian shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and he didn't know if it was for himself or for Wanshan Sect. When he turned his head, he suddenly found that among the disciples, there was a pair of eyes that were still focused on his body.
It was a pair of clear and black eyes, Yingying and like a calm pool of water, such a special eye, so that Wan Tian's heart could not help but tremble, looking at it, only to see a plain clothes, a woman with a white veil standing in the crowd, like a faint orchid quietly blooming.
The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, and then the woman slowly retreated, disappearing behind the crowd.
Wan Tian moved to pursue it, and at this time, a shout in the sky resounded in the sky like thunder.
"Wanshan Sect, don't come yet!"
With a bang, a red sword burst out from the sky, turning into a crescent moon and rushing straight down to the top of the peaks, exuding heavy coercion. The disciples of the Wanshan Sect below were suddenly shocked, it was the first time they had seen such a powerful sword, and they didn't have to think about it, once they were cut, they would definitely be dead or alive. For a moment, he became flustered.
At this moment, under the red sword, a little green gradually lit up from the top of the peaks, but in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a dense forest, wrapping the red sword into it, forming a huge green ball.
When there was still a distance of ten zhang from the top of the peaks, the green ball exploded, and countless stumps and leaves flew and covered the sky, but the peaks below were not harmed in any way.