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Wen Fengxu once again strengthened his determination to kill Leng Xiuze, the dog man.

"Good sister, don't be angry."

It is rare for Wen Fengxu to coax people, and there is the silent oppression of Jing Zhihuai on the side, Yan Ming is forced to "obscenity", so he can only nod with tears.

……

In the third challenge, the seven winners -

Jing Zhihuai, Shang Xueyi, Wen Fengxu, Yan Ming, Luojia River, Leng Xiuze, Leng Ling.

Jing Zhihuai was the first to end the battle, Shang Xueyi followed, both of them had good strength, the only thing that surprised others was the last Leng Ling.

On weekdays, he is low-key, not inconspicuous, mediocre and unnoticeable, but when it comes to the critical moment, he becomes the most ruthless.

There was no final winner in the challenge, and only seven winners were selected together as disciples of the Disciples.

According to the agreed rules, the seven people will be divided into seven bishops and cultivate as their own disciples, which is equivalent to stepping into the Temple of Light with one foot.

The seven were summoned to the high platform together.

At that time, several bishops had been waiting for a long time to select their own personal disciples.

As soon as Wen Fengxu came on stage, he felt the sight of many tigers.

The order of selection is selected by the highest-ranking cardinal first, but Lin Chuan has never accepted disciples, and he has no apprentices, so naturally others will choose first.

The bishops glanced at each other, and then all turned their eyes to Wen Fengxu.

A few quickly moved away.

It's not that they don't want it, but they know better that they don't have a chance, so it's better to take the opportunity to choose other good seedlings first, so as not to be picked out.

The three yellow cardinals went to pick others, but the other two white cardinals threw generous conditions to Wen Fengxu one after another.

"If you follow me, I guarantee you will walk sideways in the Academy of Light!"

"What is this? Come with me, the temple resources are all yours, and the treasures in my library are up to you...... Three pieces! ”

"Then I can still let you enter the temple, and the apostle is at your disposal......"

The two old men quarreled and became addicted.

At this time, Qi Heng walked over silently, patted the shoulders of the two of them, and sighed, "Two brothers, this ghost girl is very good, you can't grasp it, let me come!" ”

"Come with me." Another voice rang out.

Qi Heng smiled, this is another job-grabbing.

When he turned around, a smile froze on his face.

Lin Chuan didn't look at him, his whole mind was on Wen Fengxu, and he slowly spoke, "Except for the Pope, you don't have to pay attention to the rest of the people." ”

Qi Heng's eyes widened when a group of people including Qi Heng brushed, incredible, really incredible.

Didn't their cardinal always admit disciples?

How could you rob their personal disciples as soon as they received it?!

Isn't it just one or two levels higher than them, a student with such a personality as Wen Fengxu should resist temptation, right?

"The student is warm and has seen the teacher."

"......" by that.

"......" is speechless.

She smiled brightly, and her voice was warm, like a breeze passing through her ears and drizzling.

Promised.

She has been planning for a long time, how can she fall short at this moment?

Lin Chuan nodded, although he didn't have much expression, but on his face, which had been unfazed for nearly forty years, it seemed that there was suddenly some fireworks in the world.

Qi Heng could only give up, and finally snatched Jing Zhihuai from the other archbishop with a shy face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you must have seen the people sitting on the stage, the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of the Temple, the two of them came this time to select the winner and conduct the trial of the Tower of Light in three days."

As soon as these words came out, the two immortal figures sitting on the stage finally faced them for the first time after coming here.

The figure is slender, and the two sides stand looking at each other.

"Your Highness, what are you looking at?"

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