The direct children obviously have a deeper understanding of the clan school, and the pride that was hit by Xiang Bin seems to be resurrected at this moment. A direct disciple sneered: "A group of dirt buns, how can my Xiang family school enter lightly? Naturally, they are fools who have never seen the world in the support of the formation!"

Huzi glared angrily and said loudly: "Just say it well! If you don't have yin and yang weirdness, will you die? If you see a lot of the world, can you win the fight? If you don't accept you, let's learn from each other!"

The direct disciple was choked enough, and he wanted to come over to find trouble with Huzi, but when he accidentally saw Xiang Bin's cold eyes, he immediately shrank back, muttered hatefully twice, and stopped talking.

In the middle of this bazaar-like clan school, there is a round arch, which I don't know what material it is made of, revealing a sense of heaviness and solidity. From here, the arch is hollow and unanomalous, allowing you to see the opposite side. But after Mr. Li and the three martial artists walked through the door, something strange happened, and the three of them disappeared out of thin air.

The crowd was amazed and walked to the arch in turn. At the moment of entering, Xiang Bin only felt a coolness suddenly coming from the waist card on his waist, as if there was some kind of intersection with the arch, his eyes were dark, as if he had entered a deep current, and his whole body was a lot heavier. After taking two steps, the light suddenly became light, and the light came out of front of him, and the scenery that came to his face made Xiang Bin stunned in place, his face full of shock.

A majestic and magnificent mountain is continuous, I don't know how many thousands of miles, and a peak towers into the clouds, as if it penetrates the heaven and earth. The mountain is verdant, with exotic flowers and plants, and the fragrance seems to move with the wind and wafts into the nose.

Strange beasts and birds frolicked and played, making bursts of chirping, and the clouds turned into a trace of mist, which was dense between the mountains and rivers.

A continuous long river winds around the mountains, flows to the sky, and forms a large lake with rippling blue waves at the foot of the highest mountain, ** phosphorescent flashing, reflecting the whole heaven and earth.

At the foot of the foot is a jade platform about 20 zhang high and more than 100 zhang wide. An arch identical to the outside world runs across the middle of the platform. Caught in the crowd, Xiang Bin walked down the jade stairs to the platform and walked along a mountain road towards the mountain in front.

Halfway up the mountain, around the belly of the mountain, the vision suddenly changed. A huge purple ball flickered in midair, sprinkling ten thousand points of light. I don't know what the purple ball is composed of, but it keeps changing its form, turning into the shape of all kinds of birds, beasts, fish and insects. It is also faintly revealing a breath, desolate, vast, and boundless.

In front of him is a larger jade platform, which is thousands of feet wide, and there are many people on the platform, who are practicing martial arts. In the distance, there are pavilions and pavilions, scattered and undulating among the mountains, which is extremely magnificent.

Everyone followed Mr. Li and the three martial artists to the platform, which immediately attracted the attention of those who practiced.

"Yo, there's a newcomer, it's rare. ”

"Hey, finally I don't have to face a group of old faces all day, tsk, there are a lot of people!"

"It's just a bunch of children, and the hair hasn't grown yet. ”

The people on the platform were all in their twenties, looking at the new disciples curiously and playfully, some of them spoke calmly, while others spoke with disdain, and all kinds of reactions.

But there is one thing that these people are unanimous, that is, when Mr. Li and the three martial artists pass by, everyone will bow and salute with a respectful attitude. Obviously, the atmosphere of respecting teachers in the clan school is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

At the southern end of the platform, a group of young and strong warriors stood neatly, about a hundred people. All of them have broad shoulders and round waists, strong bodies, and strong spirits. Wearing a uniform costume of the clan school, they are obviously all old disciples in the clan school. Mr. Li and the three martial artists divided the C branch into ten parts, and the B science division into three parts, and then evenly distributed the 100-meter martial artists. And announced on the spot that they would teach the new students martial arts in the future.

The remaining forty-eight A students continued to follow Mr. Li and the others, walked down the platform, and went around to a martial arts arena in the back mountain.

The martial arts arena is not big, and there are no people. In the middle of the field, there were seven martial artists.

These seven martial artists are the same as the three martial artists around Mr. Li, they are all around thirty or forty years old, and their bodies and temperaments are different. Standing apart from each other, they calmly stared at the newcomers.

When they got closer, the three martial artists walked out of the crowd and stood beside the seven people, also evenly separated by an appropriate distance.

Mr. Li arched his hand at the ten martial artists, and the ten of them all returned the salute with their fists.

Turning around, Mr. Li said, "These ten behind me are the martial arts masters in my Xiang family's school, and they are also your future masters. ”

After that, he opened the scroll in his hand that recorded the student's information, and said loudly: "If you read the name, stand up." ”

"Xiang Teng! Thirteen years old, grades: twenty-five jun. ”

Xiang Teng walked out, bent down at the ten martial artists, and bowed deeply.

"At the age of thirteen, he can lift twenty-five pounds, not bad! The tallest of the ten martial artists spoke in admiration, and his voice was like a bell, and Zhou's body was filled with a sense of strength.

With a wave of his hand, a golden light appeared, instantly spreading on the ten martial artists, and then with a bang, a golden text appeared around each of them, scorching and flowing.

Xiang Bin was taken aback, looking at the way this text appeared, it was really familiar. If he hadn't clearly seen Mr. Li's movements, he almost thought that something had happened to Zhuangzi.

Fixed, Xiang Bin looked up at the words.

The first person on the left, with a well-proportioned figure, wears a white corset warrior suit, and has a strange belt wrapped around his waist, from the belt tie, it can be vaguely seen that this belt is actually a soft sword.

The golden text beside him reads like this.

"Li Yu, in the middle of the Zhengang Realm, is good at swordsmanship, and he is a master of picking willows and looking for swords, and hiding swordsmanship. ”

The second martial artist, with an ordinary appearance and a short stature. In his hand he held a black spear, which, like the others, did not look good, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The golden text around him also illustrates his cultivation and strengths.

"Qian Jiu, in the middle of the Zhengang Realm, is good at marksmanship, and he is a master of chasing life, dragon spears, and pythons. ”

The third martial artist was the tallest, wearing a stump-like shoulder, revealing his arms as thick as tree stumps, and the muscles made people feel suffocated just by looking at them.

"Zhao Ang, in the middle of the Zhengang Realm, is good at boxing and grappling, and he is a master of Tianlong King Kong Fist and Elephant Trunk Eighteen Styles. ”

Looking at the past in turn, the golden light text that Mr. Li made was a clear explanation of the names, realms, and martial arts that these ten martial artists were good at.

Xiang Bin narrowed his eyes and guessed in his heart...... Could it be that this is to let the students choose their own masters?