"Bump!"

With a loud bang, accompanied by a shockwave-like wind, a figure smashed on the platform where the Dao Seed was located, attracting the attention of many people.

The person who came was one meter eight or nine tall, dressed in a very delicate short beat, and carried a long stick, which highlighted his well-proportioned figure like a bodybuilder.

It is extremely rare to have no hair growth, which is a rare short hair in this world. If it weren't for that childish face, which somewhat destroyed its temperament, it is estimated that it would be able to charm a large number of girls who are just beginning to fall in love.

Even now, the strong physique of a mature man, the immature face like a little milk dog, and the contradictory gap can attract the attention of many girls.

With a little arrogance, the young man landed on the platform to which the Dao species belonged, and rarely responded to the greetings around him.

just glanced around indifferently, and then under the gaze of everyone, he came to Wang Zijia's position and stood still, looked at Wang Zijia in a daze, and kept looking.

"Wang Zijia?" After looking at Wang Zijia for a long time, he spoke.

"It's down here, Senior Brother Yue has something?" Wang Zijia stood up and saluted slightly, and then asked.

"I'm looking forward to meeting you in the ring, I hope you don't let me down!" More and more proud, a little middle two, after saying yes, he walked straight to his place, as if no one else was worthy of his attention.

Wang Zijia: "······"

This is a forced pretend······

As for why the other party said such things to him, Wang Zijia could guess.

It's not because of his recent reputation, but according to Wang Zijia's understanding, there are a total of seven Dao species that directly applied for the top ten assessments during this time, totaling two wins, one draw, and four defeats.

And Wang Zijia and Yue are the only two winners, and it is said that they are all easy wins.

In this case, Wang Zijia, who was born in a poor family, will inevitably overpower the other party. I guess that's why.

······

After waiting for a while, everyone came one after another.

In front of the square, at the position of the steps in front of the main hall, there are already a lot of big men sitting at this moment, all of them are the great monks of the real human realm, almost all of them are the vein masters or people in power of the outer gate.

At the very core, there were two inner door elders wearing purple white cloud robes.

"Salute!"

As the dean in charge of the Outer Gate Rite Courtyard spoke, the entire square first shone with spiritual light, and then bursts of fairy music accompanied the disciples of the music and dance department of the Rite Courtyard to enter and open.

Wang Zijia looked at this scene, almost subconsciously, and looked at Lu Qianrou on the side.

When he turned his head, he and Gu Xuefeng, who was sitting on the other side of Lu Qianrou, met their eyes, and their expressions were stunned.

"Humph!"

Lu Qianrou in the middle felt it, glanced at the two of them, and let out a cold snort, and the icy aura on her body that was not close to anyone was even more cold.

Wang Zijia and Gu Xuefeng glanced at each other and retracted their gaze in disdain.

After the music and dance cheered for a while, he began to enter the various celebration processes, and after several bigwigs finished speaking in turn, Wang Zijia's seat began to flash with a spiritual light, prompting him to play.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, lifted his breath, and floated towards the high platform in the center of the square.

In the square, the eyes of the crowd looked at him in unison.

He is one meter eight or nine tall, strong but not overly strong, well-proportioned figure, clear lines, tall posture, standard golden ratio.

A handsome face like a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a deep light flashing in his eyes.

Even if he was only seventeen years old and looked a little immature, he did not subtract points from his charm, but added a little bit of boy's sunshine and frankness to him, and his youth was young. makes him handsome, a little more clean and refreshing.

The sun was just right at noon, and the sun fell on him, because of the fluctuation of mana around him, the sunlight cast a faint halo on him, like a fairy who fell from the sky in a colorful glow.

Such a temperament and such a shape are deeply engraved in the hearts of countless people at this moment.

In the entire square, countless female disciples, whether they were old or young, were all fascinated. Even many male disciples were ashamed of themselves, everyone subconsciously quieted down, and looked at Wang Zijia, who was descending from the immortals, in a daze, and floated down on the high platform.

I saw that he tidied up his robe slightly, he looked young but very self-contained, his mana was gently plucked, and he opened his mouth but said very bluntly: "My name is Wang Zijia, a rune vein dao species, and I belong to the Fu Academy and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." ”

"I think a lot of people have heard a lot of things about me." After a very brief introduction, Wang Zijia looked around at everyone, cleared his throat, and said:

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, when I heard this yesterday, I had a feeling, this person is me? Is it so outrageous? It turned out that when I was picked up by Luo Chengzhen like a dead dog, I was saving the lives of hundreds of brothers and sisters. ”

"It turns out that my fiancée has posted a large number of connections and material resources to support me for me, because I don't dislike the poor and love the rich!"

"It turns out that Wan Yuzhai is in Taoguang to raise obscurity!"

"Now think about it, huh······ I'm really good, what a great immortal sect! Human-like dogs! ”

The self-deprecating opening, which did not follow the routine at all, made the ordinary disciples below stunned for a moment.

"Haha!"

"The royal road is so funny!"

"Wang Dao is doing this, it's quite human-like and dog-like!"

“······”

There was silence for a moment, and the crowd erupted with great enthusiasm.

This kind of self-deprecation also made many disciples feel that Wang Zijia was more real and closer.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, and after everyone was quiet, he continued: "When I received the invitation to speak from the Rite Academy yesterday, I was thinking about what I want to share with you for such a great Dao species. ”

"Share how I don't dislike the poor and love the rich to eat soft rice?"

"No, you can't be so superficial, right!"

"Or do you want to share that my grandfather invited me to visit Ruyi Fang?"

"This one will do!" There were disciples below who coaxed.

Many people looked at each other, and the other party subconsciously shrank into the crowd.

Wang Zijia continued as if unconscious: "Share my glorious deeds of saving people who were picked up like dead dogs? It seems to be almost earth-shattering. ”

"I thought about it all night, and in the end I didn't think of any ordinary deeds to share with you, after all, I am too great!"

"But since you should go, you have to come up and be embarrassed, and talk to you, so that you can see if the legendary Hanmen Tianjiao is not."

"The next time I meet it, there are also disciples who understand: Look, just that kind of thing can become a Taoist seed, I gritted my teeth, maybe I can do it·······"

(End of chapter)