As he spoke, he looked at Ling Jiuqiu.

"Do you know why you were granted the True Transmission Disciple quota in advance?"

"In addition to your own excellent performance, another reason is the strong recommendation of Director Lin."

"The high-level officials of the martial arts arena all know his martial spirit, and they also know that his vision is far beyond ordinary people, so they will make an exception and arrange an inspector to go all the way to Yongquan City to assess you."

"Otherwise, the identity of the true disciple is very important, and the patrol envoy is also a high-ranking authority, and the general third-level branch director, no matter how much he comes forward to vouch for it, it is impossible for the first-level branch to attach so much importance to it."

It made Jiuqiu's heart suddenly.

However, he immediately thought of an extremely serious question: "How strong is Master Lin's martial soul?" ”

"He has so much confidence in me, could it be because he has seen through my martial soul ability?"

Ling Jiuqiu began to recall a series of performances after entering the Bafang Martial Arts Arena.

At the beginning, he entered the primary field of the martial arts arena with the triple cultivation of the True Qi Realm, won eleven games in a row, won the glory of a one-star fighter, and showed an invincible momentum.

After a month, he defeated an opponent of the True Qi Realm Sixfold in the Intermediate Field with the cultivation of the True Qi Realm Fivefold.

Immediately afterward, he was invited by Director Lin to join the martial arts arena and became a core disciple from then on.

During this period.

Whether it is the cultivation speed or the actual combat ability, his performance is indeed a demon, and it is very reasonable for Director Lin to invite himself to join the martial arts arena.

And after that.

After winning the championship in the family competition, Director Lin summoned him again and put forward conditions to allow him to be promoted from the sixth level of the True Qi Realm to the tenth level of the True Qi Realm within two and a half months.

That is to say, every half a month or so, the cultivation must be upgraded by one weight, so that the conditions can be achieved.

Now think about it.

Such conditions seem to be unreasonable for ordinary Tianjiao, and they are not at all something that normal people can do.

However, Director Lin made such a request to himself, and seemed to be quite confident.

Not to mention his last martial arts fight, in a special field against Drinking Blood, Director Lin opened an unlimited betting market, and set the winning rate of the two to the same, obviously full of confidence in himself.

At that time, he was only more than four months away from awakening his martial soul, and he was only a little more than a month away from the sixfold cultivation of true qi in the family competition.

And the opponent is a ten-fold powerhouse of the True Qi Realm who has won seven consecutive games in the high-level field, so that many high-level fighters dare not take the stage and avoid the battle one after another.

At first, everyone was not optimistic about him.

Let's ask, who wouldn't have thought that since the martial arts arena dared to open a gambling plate, Jiuqiu was full of confidence, and naturally had a certain amount of confidence.

But why did everyone still decide to bet heavily on drinking blood?

It's not because people are stupid.

It's not because people have lost their minds.

It's because everyone knows that the disparity in strength between the two makes it impossible for Jiuqiu to win.

In such a situation, apart from Ling Jiuqiu himself, only Chief Lin was full of confidence in him.

This is absolutely unusual.

"It seems that Master Lin's martial soul is definitely not simple, even if you don't know my martial soul ability, you can see my potential."

Ling Jiuqiu's face became solemn.

For an existence who is likely to see through his secrets, anyone will be jealous, and Ling Jiuqiu is no exception.

Even he has more secrets, a more cautious mind, and a more guarded heart.

Ling Jiuqiu couldn't help frowning.

He began to carefully recall the time when he was invited by Director Lin to join the martial arts arena.

His three major subordinate martial souls so far, the Spirit Devouring Python and the Fire Elemental, were all plundered before entering the martial arena, and the third subordinate martial soul Ink Scale Sword was also plundered in the primary arena.

In other words, before being summoned by Chief Lin, he had already plundered the three major subordinate martial spirits, and after Chief Lin summoned him, he had never plundered any martial souls again, at most he was just upgrading.

Other words.

Even if Director Lin has the ability to see through his martial soul, he doesn't necessarily know that he can plunder the martial soul.

"No matter how strong Master Lin's martial soul ability is, it is impossible to have no limit, generally speaking, the martial soul ability will be limited by strength, and it is impossible to see through the details of the stronger."

"In this way, before my cultivation is promoted to the innate realm, it is best not to meet with Master Lin again, lest he see that I have the ability to plunder martial souls."

"The heart of guarding against others is indispensable, no matter how small the possibility, there can be no carelessness."

Ling Jiuqiu made up his mind.

After continuing to talk with Director Leng for a while, Ling Jiuqiu resigned and received his share of this month's supplies on the second floor.

Ten bottles of Qi Nourishing Pill worth 10,000 taels of silver.

After that, Ling Jiuqiu returned to the eighth floor of the inn in Nancheng District.

There are only four days left before the entrance ceremony, and there is no time to make any more breakthroughs in cultivation and exercises, so if you want to improve your strength, you can only start with martial arts.

Therefore, in the evenings of the past few days, Ling Jiuqiu has been practicing the martial arts Falling Star Sword Technique and Vajra Shield.

These two martial arts have reached the level of proficiency very early, but they have been busy with cultivation and cultivation during this time, and they have been completely shelved.

So much so that he has a peerless level of understanding, but his martial arts are lagging behind most Tianjiao of the same level.

Four days went by in a flash.

During this period, Fang Xianhui wandered around most of the time, taking the initiative to get acquainted with all kinds of Tianjiao.

Sometimes he also invited Ling Jiuqiu to go to the meeting with him, but Ling Jiuqiu refused every time, and then simply stopped inviting him.

Four days later, in the early morning.

Tongyuan City, five kilometers away from the east city gate, on the spacious open space, only to see a huge cylindrical platform about one kilometer wide and more than ten meters high.

Tens of thousands of people gathered around the circular platform.

Crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder.

Boiling human voices reverberated over a distance of several kilometers.

"Isn't the entrance ceremony held in the square outside the East City Gate? Why is everyone saying here? This place doesn't look like a square, does it? ”

"The dignified Yanlong Martial Arts Academy, the entrance ceremony held, just arrange a vacant lot in the wilderness? Wouldn't it be a little shabby? ”

An outsider who had come to watch the entrance ceremony for the first time asked in surprise.

A sturdy young man in a brown shirt next to him glanced at him, and immediately mocked: "Don't judge blindly if you don't have knowledge, you'll know later." ”

The man was not angry, and asked curiously, "Then what's going on?" It's almost time for the entrance ceremony to begin, but there is no movement at all, could it be that everyone is in the wrong place? ”

The stout young man was about to speak.

At this moment, I heard a series of exclamations: "The academy tutor is here!" ”

The open space, which was originally full of people, slowly quieted down, and most people turned their heads to look.

I saw a group of people walking slowly.

There were about 30 people in this line, and each of them walked with their heads held high, looking full of energy.

The first two were wearing martial arts uniforms with gold edges on a blue background, and a long red dragon with an extraordinary horse tattooed on their fronts, with a strong aura that overwhelmed the audience.

This is the symbol of the Yanlong Martial Arts Academy, and it is a uniform style unique to the dean and vice president.