Faced with everyone's ridicule and ridicule, Li Mingru said nothing and just drank by himself.
After all the elders talked about him, the helpless Ye Qingluan finally got down from the throne, looked at the young man in the audience, opened his red lips and said softly: "According to the regulations of Emei, Star Reaching Disciple Lin Xiaolu, because Her natural beauty is not enough, so she is deprived of her status as an inner disciple and demoted to an outer disciple from then on."
After saying that, she sat down again and started chewing a pear.
The other elders no longer looked at the boy in the audience. They laughed with each other and prepared to get up and leave.
"Junior brother, you can step down." The senior brother in charge of hosting said to the lonely Lin Xiaolu.
He also felt that it was a pity. Generally speaking, few people could fail the Qi Condensation Level 1 test. After all, each elder carefully selected the inner disciples. Lin Xiaolu was probably the first one to fail in the past few years.
At this moment, he was ready to call the child to step down.
"I don't accept it!" A young voice suddenly sounded, and everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment.
The elders stopped preparing to leave, and their eyes fell on the children in the audience again.
Li Mingru drank his wine without saying a word.
At this moment, Fang Wuxiu looked at the child and said expressionlessly: "You failed to reach the first level of Qi Condensation. According to the regulations, you should be like this. Why are you dissatisfied?"
Off the field, all the children looked at Lin Xiaolu quietly.
Lin Xiaolu stood up straight, his face flushed, and shouted angrily at the people on the high platform: "No one at the same stage as me can beat me!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was startled.
Eight-year-old Lin Xiaolu's little face was full of anger. He could clearly hear all the words the elders on the high platform had just said to ridicule him. They called him a loser, and they said it so naturally. He had been unhappy for a long time. , and now he vomited it all out, pointed at the elders on the stage and continued to shout:
"You think you are awesome at cultivating immortals, then let those who are cultivating immortals at the same stage fight me! Let's see who is the loser!"
On the high platform, the faces of all the elders changed, and they were all astonished. Ye Qingluan sat on the seat, gnawing on a pear and smiled: "This little guy is really interesting. A martial arts practitioner actually wants to compete with an immortal cultivator." beat."
Li Mingru also put down the wine gourd in his hand, looked at the elders and said with a smile: "Everyone, my little apprentice is naturally stubborn. He is not convinced. What do you think?"
"Hmph!" Zhao Xuanyi snorted directly: "Not convinced? Okay, just follow this little guy and arrange a few disciples to let him know how powerful he is."
The other elders didn't have any objections. This little guy was only eight years old and there was no way he could defeat a monk of the same age. Even Fang Wuxiu felt the same way.
"Okay, let him be convinced!"
He looked at the boy in the audience and chuckled: "Who do you want to fight?"
Lin Xiaolu looked up at him, then turned and glanced at the fifty or so children under the stage, and then turned his gaze back to the high platform again.
"Everyone except my sister!"
The childish words rang out in Qingluan Hall, and everyone was shocked!
Even Li Mingru was shocked!
He originally wanted the little deer to beat the other children one by one, but this little guy turned out to be so arrogant and wanted to beat fifty of them!
At this time, everyone on and off the stage was shocked.
The host even froze in place.
Li Miaoxin was so surprised that she almost stood up.
This kid is crazy!
On the high platform, the elders took a deep breath. A warrior beat fifty monks. Who gave him the courage?
Ye Qingluan looked at the boy, his beautiful eyes brightened, and he said he was interesting.
After being surprised, Zhao Xuanyi glanced at Li Mingru and sneered: "As expected of Senior Brother Mingru's disciple, he is indeed arrogant!"
"He's just a little brat who doesn't know the heights of the world." An elder stroked his white beard and sarcastically said, "I dare to say that this kid will be beaten if he meets him in person!"
"Child, I can understand the old man's dissatisfaction, but he still needs to be self-aware." Wu Ming, the elder of Fulu, said with a smile: "If he wants to challenge all the children in the school, just give him this opportunity. It won't get in the way. "
"Hmph, being defeated by fifty monks is a shame."
The elders talked to each other, talking and laughing in a leisurely manner, and did not take the little guy's stubbornness to heart at all.
But Ye Qingluan got impatient and urged: "This kid wants to challenge, please let the disciples come on stage."
Fang Wuxiu smiled when he heard the words, and said to Ye Qingluan, "I obey", then walked to the edge of the high platform, looked at the fifty or so children below with his cloudy eyes, and said indifferently:
"Disciples listen to the order. Except for Lin Xiaoyu, everyone else will come on stage to compete with Lin Xiaolu. You must not deliberately hide your strength. You must go all out and hit the mark!"
Under the stage, the children stood up after hearing the order, and then climbed onto the white marble stage one by one. This scene made Li Miaoxin extremely anxious.
My little junior brother is confused. Although his martial arts skills are indeed good, how can he defeat fifty monks by himself? How can he do this!
These children have basically learned some spiritual skills now, how could he beat them!
Li Yaoxi on the side sneered: "Sure enough, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They think that after practicing a little superficial kung fu, they can challenge the immortal cultivators. They are really desperate.
The gap between warriors and monks cannot be bridged by hard work alone! "
On the white marble stage, about fifty little Taoist boys were all standing opposite Lin Xiaolu. There were so many children, almost filling half of the stage, and it was a vast area. In comparison, the boy who was alone seemed a bit lonely. It made Li Miaoxin feel distressed below.
Dongfang Dan, Tang Hanqing, and several children who had a good relationship with Lin Xiaolu stood in the crowd with sad faces, not knowing what to do.
The elders just said that you must go all out. If you secretly release the water, will the elders discover it?
Yu Chuchu stood at the front of the crowd, looking at the boy in front of him with an excited face and fierce eyes.
She, who was on the second level of Qi Condensation, could no longer hold back her desire for revenge. She wanted to knock this guy down in one face-to-face encounter!
At the very back of the fifty or so children, Chen Nianyun stood silently.
Already eleven years old, his eyes were quiet and he didn't know what he was thinking.
On the high platform, the elders could not help but marvel at the scene of a pair of fifty people below.
"There is a saying. This boy is only eight years old this year, but he can face fifty child monks alone without changing his expression. He does have the unyielding spirit of a martial artist."
"Yes, and more than half of the fifty child monks are several years older than him. This brave spirit is really impressive."
"Spirit? Spirit is of no use!" Zhao Xuanyi sneered: "Among mortals, all those who are successful martial artists are not afraid of death and are not a tough man, but are they useful? They are not a bunch of trash. ! I can kill a group of martial arts masters with just a wave of my hand!"
After saying that, he looked at Fang Wuxiu on the side and said flatteringly: "Senior Brother Fang, do you think this is the truth?"
Fang Wuxiu, who was wearing a black robe, did not respond. Instead, he stood at the edge of the high platform, looking at the lonely figure under the stage, and gave his evaluation expressionlessly:
"How dare you look directly at the transformation of immortals like us in a mortal body!"
