Chapter Twenty-Six: My Cultivation Is Not High

As soon as this proposal came out, it was immediately approved by the rest of the crowd.

Nonsense, isn't the reason why the juniors in the family are brought here for this? At this kind of exchange meeting where the old guys gather, they point to their own juniors who can give themselves a long face.

Like Chen Mo in his previous life, he saw various works, and in the old ones who beat the small ones at every turn, and a large number of old strong people who still fight and kill at every turn when they are old are very rare.

The kind of people who get angry and start fighting when they don't agree with each other basically don't live long, and if they can try not to do it personally, if they can solve it peacefully or use their power to suppress others, they don't need to fight, and the risk is minimized. This is the way of life of the old guys, this is the life experience they have summed up after living for so many years, and they are angry and wealthy.

Poor Liu Xiong had to personally suppress Zhen Shu, but he vomited blood in anger because he didn't take advantage of it, and it can be said that he was embarrassed and thrown home, and no one wanted to be like him.

And today is different, the granddaughter of the city lord, Li Feixue, a genius who joined the Pillars Association, was also present.

Although the others did not have Chen Mo's system prompt, they understood that Li Feixue came to recruit members of the Pillars Club. But everyone is also cunning, so they can naturally guess something, so they will be more motivated to let their juniors play.

Li Daoyang saw that everyone was full of interest, and naturally he was so happy, and soon a group of guests came to the school field of the City Lord's Mansion.

Before everyone arrived, tables and chairs had been arranged on the high platform around the school grounds, full of melons, fruits and wine, even without Li Daoyang's personal orders, the people of the City Lord's Mansion were all very eye-catching and reacted quickly, so that all the guests were very satisfied.

Since Chen Mo showed his hand, everyone's attitude towards him has also been a lot more enthusiastic, and it seems that they have fully accepted this new breakthrough bull fork powerhouse as one of them.

At this moment, Chen Mo was sitting next to Li Daoyang, Zhen Xiaoniu was obediently standing beside Chen Mo, and Li Feixue was standing next to him, pouring wine for her grandfather Li Daoyang.

Chen Mo noticed that Zhen Xiaoniu's gaze would drift to Li Feixue's pretty face from time to time, and he suddenly smiled a little obscenely in his heart, and his heart was really still a young man.

And Li Feixue also glanced at Zhen Xiaoniu intentionally or unintentionally, and when the two looked at each other, Zhen Xiaoniu's dark face suddenly turned red, and he quickly turned his head.

Zhen Xiaoniu's position is the closest to Li Feixue among the young people, which has attracted the jealous eyes of many young people.

Li Daoyang stroked his beard and smiled: "Everyone, which genius is willing to play first and show a thing or two for us?"

The ancestor of the Zhu family in the city, who was sitting at the same table as Li Daoyang and Chen Mo, touched his beard and smiled at the young man beside him: "Qiuyang, go, let the elders see your kung fu." ”

The handsome young man nodded, "Yes, Ancestor." ”

As he spoke, he jumped off the school field and hugged his fist at the surrounding stage.

"Lord of the city, seniors, juniors Zhu Qiuyang, you are ugly. ”

Then his gaze swept to a group of peers: "Which brother is willing to give advice?"

Then he was shocked by the true yuan all over his body, revealing his breath, which was a heavy heaven for a bull.

Judging by his appearance, he is only about sixteen years old, and this kind of cultivation is already extremely good in Qingling City.

Zhu Qiuyang was obviously quite complacent about his cultivation, but between his words, his eyes glanced at Li Feixue beside the city lord.

Li Feixue is talented, and her appearance and temperament are even more pretty, even the honest cultivation madman Zhen Xiaoniu can't help but take a peek, not to mention the others, it can be said that the young people in the field have already thought about Li Feixue nine times out of ten.

However, to his disappointment, Li Feixue's eyes were calm and did not fluctuate much.

The young man was young and vigorous, and when he saw this, he was naturally ready to move, and soon another teenager flew off the school field with the permission of his parents.

"Zhou Anguo, please advise. ”

As soon as the breath is displayed, it is another cattle realm.

At that moment, the two of them exchanged hands on the school field, and for a while, the school field was constantly shouting, fists and feet, and it was not intense.

In the end, it was Zhu Qiuyang's superior skills, and he hit the palace with a punch and smashed it into Zhou Anguo's chest, who was immediately knocked out, and barely stabilized his body and did not fall, but his breath was already sluggish, and he was obviously unable to fight again.

The audience immediately applauded, Li Daoyang and other big figures also showed satisfaction, stroked their beards and admired, the ancestor of the Zhu family was even more proud, only the elder of the defeated young man did not have a good face.

Zhu Qiuyang, who defeated his opponent, was naturally high-spirited, but it was a pity that Li Feixue, who he was most concerned about, still didn't react, and still just looked calm.

The rest of the teenagers were also unwilling to be left behind, and they came on the field one after another, all thinking of showing off their skills to attract Li Feixue's attention.

Although Zhu Qiuyang's strength was strong, he couldn't withstand a long battle, and he was defeated in the hands of Wang Zichuan on the first day of the Yingjie Pavilion after a few games, followed by the next ......

The teenagers tried their best and tried their best, but unfortunately Li Feixue was still calm and did not fluctuate.

It's not that Li Feixue is too cold, it's really the performance of these teenagers, and it really doesn't get into her eyes.

It can't be said that they are not excellent, these are indeed the top geniuses in the entire Qingling Mountain area, but compared to Li Feixue himself, they are still too far behind, not to mention that Li Feixue has been in Jingcheng for two years and has seen countless geniuses, all of which are at the level where the entire Liang Kingdom can shine, and his vision is naturally higher.

Looking at it, there are few things that can make Li Feixue look at her differently, and she is gradually a little disappointed in her heart, it seems that she can't find her last candidate in Qingling City.

If she fails to complete the task within a year, she will have to start from scratch next time, which means that she will have to find three new people from next year.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Since she no longer had hope, Li Feixue simply let go, but her mood relaxed a lot, and even turned her head and smiled at Zhen Xiaoniu next to her.

"This little brother, aren't you going up?"

didn't expect Li Feixue to take the initiative to talk to her, Zhen Xiaoniu's black face suddenly turned red, and he shook his head and said, "My cultivation is not high, so I won't go up and embarrass the ancestor." ”

Compared with the young man who jumped away one by one and couldn't wait to show himself in front of her, Li Feixue had a little more affection for Zhen Xiaoniu's honest and simple appearance, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily, and the realm doesn't mean everything." ”

Chen Mo saw it, stroked his beard and smiled, and was about to speak, but he heard a voice from the school ground.

"That black-faced little brother of the Zhen family, why has he been on the stage, why don't you come down and give advice?"