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The next day.
Early in the morning, a large crowd gathered in the Qibao Glazed Sect's square. Almost the entire sect gathered here. Because, this day is the annual grand gathering of Qibao Glazed Sect.
When the sun first rose, Zeng Yi stopped practicing and rushed from the Divine Sword Peak to Zongmen Square.
How could he be absent from the sect's grand gathering?
When Zeng Yi came to the square, there was already a sea of people here. Everyone was energetic and excited, and their eyes revealed a passionate fighting spirit.
At this grand event, every spirit battle was watched by the senior leaders of the sect, and even the sect leader personally presided over it. If you want to be able to show off your skills in soul fighting, what if one of the elders takes a fancy to you and accepts you as your direct disciple?
Of course, the disciples of the sect would not miss such an opportunity to show off their abilities. They have been preparing for this day for a long time.
Of course, the soul fighting does not start right away, there are still many rituals to be done ahead.
Zeng Yi also spotted some familiar figures in the square. They were the girls from Hongying, who were maintaining order at the venue.
After more than a month, Zeng Yi got to know Hongying better. Because Hongying had great prestige in the sect and was deeply respected by his disciples, the sect gave Hongying great rights. Hongying's job is more to assist the sect in managing its disciples.
Zeng Yi felt that Hongying was like the student union in the school in her previous life.
After about half an hour, the disciples in the square all stood neatly, forming a square formation.
A few minutes later, the sect leader Ning Fengzhi appeared at the venue. Two Douluo, Chen Xin and Gu Rong, followed him on the left and right respectively. The three of them slowly walked towards the rostrum.
With the appearance of the three people, the eyes of all the disciples and sect elders in the square were uniformly focused on them, with expressions of excitement and respect on their faces.
Ning Fengzhi walked up to the rostrum, with his hands behind his back, looking at the energetic disciples below, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.
This is the future of his Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!
As a sect that made its fortune by assisting martial arts, to be able to become the top sect on the mainland, one of the top three sects, it is difficult for others except him, the sect leader, to understand this feeling.
As an auxiliary sect, the Qibao Glazed Sect is the richest food in the eyes of every force. It is like walking among wolves. If you make a wrong step, you will fall into the abyss.
After the accumulation of previous sect masters, and then Ning Fengzhi took over the position of sect leader, and under his hard work, the Qibao Glazed Sect finally ushered in the most glorious moment in the world.
Not only is the support ability the most famous in the entire continent, but even in the aspect where others think the Qibao Glazed Sect is weak in combat effectiveness, it has been greatly strengthened.
Not to mention that Sword Douluo and Gu Rong, two super titled Douluo masters of level ninety-five and above, were stationed in the sect to shock Xiaoxiao. Even the elite combat soul masters under the sect are not inferior to others.
Apart from Wuhun Palace, Qibao Glazed Sect is the richest sect. Such a wealthy sect with huge resources would be unable to cultivate powerful genius soul masters? Even if it is a pig, the Qibao Glazed Sect can use resources to turn it into a soul beast with ten thousand years of cultivation, let alone a talented person.
Hong Lingyin is the best proof. At the age of nineteen and the forty-sixth level of the Soul Sect, with such strength and talent, it can be said that except for the three geniuses of the golden generation of Wuhun Palace, no other force can find any Someone to compare to.
The Haotian Sect, which had been closed down more than ten years ago, besides Ning Fengzhi, didn't know much about it, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, which was also one of the top three sects, was worthy of competing with his own Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?
Although in this generation, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex has two geniuses known as twin stars, the geniuses in their own sect are not inferior to their twin stars, or even stronger. The only thing their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect can claim is the title of the best attacking beast spirit.
However, the genius of his sect has the strongest auxiliary spirit, the auxiliary of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Does their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect have it?
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Therefore, when it comes to combat effectiveness, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is no good!
It's just that their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect doesn't want to admit that they are weaker than the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. It's such a pity for their pride.
Just ask the world, don’t you really think that some people think that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect can be stronger than the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?
No way? There can't be such fools, right?
Now, his sect has a monster-level genius like Zeng Yi joining him, and his daughter's martial soul has also evolved into the legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, which has greater possibilities.
As long as the Qibao Glazed Sect is given enough time to grow, Ning Fengzhi believes that by then, no force in the entire continent will be able to threaten them.
Imagining the future scene, sometimes Ning Fengzhi can wake up from her dreams with a smile.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the sect disciples below, smiled warmly, and said, "It seems that everyone is in high spirits today!"
Next, there was a motivational speech by Ning Fengzhi, which also heralded the beginning of the opening ceremony.
As the strongest disciple of the sect, Zeng Yi stood at the front of the team. Zeng Yi looked at Ning Fengzhi's passionate and ups and downs speech on the stage, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Just like the sports games in previous lives, at the opening ceremony, school leaders would give students a segment to stimulate their passion and enthusiasm.
But for those listening to the speech below, what this brings is even more boring and boring.
After all, this is the same rhetoric every year, and I am tired of hearing it, and I can be dismissed.
Sure enough, as the head of a sect, Ning Fengzhi's eloquence is very good. Once he opens his mouth, he can't stop, and he talks endlessly.
Before I knew it, an hour had passed.
Even Zeng Yi, who was in the Soul Sect realm, felt that his legs were weak.
"Okay, I've finished my words."
Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but let out a breath, feeling that he was finally free. However, Ning Fengzhi's next words almost made Zeng Yi fall to the ground.
"Next, I would like to invite the representative of the disciples of the sect, Zeng Yi, to speak for everyone. Let us applaud and warmly welcome Zeng Yi to the stage." After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he clapped his hands and applauded.
Zeng Yi was confused. Is there still such an arrangement? Why didn't you notify me in advance? In this way, I can also prepare a manuscript. Now that my hands are empty, I am suddenly asked to speak. Isn’t this ridiculous?
Zeng Yi raised his head and saw Ning Fengzhi on the stage looking at him with a smile. From the meaning in his eyes, Zeng Yi understood that this person was messing with him.
Wasn't it just that I teased you last night, and now I'm back to take revenge on you, right? He is still the leader of a sect, but he is so small-minded. It is really funny.
"My dear, come on, I'm looking forward to your speech." Behind him, Hong Lingyin's playful voice came. Zeng Yi turned around and saw her looking gloating, and couldn't help but roll his eyes at this person.
Red Ayane was very happy. She was still doing this job. Because every year at this time, the strongest disciple of the sect would be asked to come on stage to give a speech and declare the beginning of the sect competition. In previous years, she would be the one to do this job.
However, a month ago, Zeng Yi defeated her in Soul Fighting and became the new top player. Then, this glorious job can only be left to Zeng Yilai.
Now, Hong Lingyin couldn't wait to see the nervous look of all the disciples and elders facing Zeng Yi on the stage.
Hong Lingyin found it funny when she imagined Zeng Yi being so nervous that he couldn't speak.
It’s so cute!
Amid warm applause and expectant eyes, Zeng Yi had no choice but to step onto the podium.
Walking onto the rostrum, Zeng Yi first glared at Ning Fengzhi fiercely, and then faced all the disciples of the sect below.
Although there were tens of thousands of people watching him, Zeng Yi didn't feel nervous because he had experienced this scene a lot.
When you were making money in the spirit fighting arena before, weren't you stared at by countless spectators every day?
Zeng Yi has long been used to it, but he doesn't want to fight, but wants to give a speech.
Looking at the countless heads below, Zeng Yi was murmuring in his heart, should he just deal with it casually, say a few words for the occasion, and then step down; or should he give them a chicken soup for the soul to nourish their souls.
Under the eyes of everyone's expectation and admiration, Zeng Yi slowly spoke.
"Good morning everyone, I believe you all know me by now, but I would like to introduce myself. Yes, I am the most handsome man in the sect, Zeng Yi."
This opening statement made the entire audience stunned. Ning Fengzhi, who was behind Zeng Yi, was also stunned. He did not expect that Zeng Yi would be so improper in such a solemn occasion.
Zeng Yi didn't pay attention to the reaction of the audience and continued: "Today, it's quite unexpected that I can speak on behalf of everyone on the stage. But thinking about it, it's not surprising. After all, handsome people like me are usually Protagonist. So, this is a matter of course.”
After hearing Zeng Yi's words, the disciples in the audience burst into laughter. They did not expect that Zeng Yi, as the strongest disciple of the sect, would have a very cold and stern image, but they did not expect that his personality would be such a narcissistic one, which made them laugh.
After Zeng Yi's words, the originally serious atmosphere in the venue became more relaxed.
Zeng Yi added: "In this speech, I won't give you any words of encouragement. I think you are tired of hearing it, so I will give you something fresh and tell you some chicken soup for the soul."
Ning Fengzhi was a little confused. What is this guy doing? Can he be more serious? He regretted letting Zeng Yi come up to speak, but now that things were like this, he couldn't let Zeng Yi go down immediately.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the audience and found that the disciples were looking forward to what Zeng Yi had to say.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong sat aside, laughing and watching what Zeng Yi was doing.
Zeng Yi said: "I once heard a saying that there is no such thing as a useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master. What do you think of this sentence?"
"Listen, this sentence is so well said, so philosophical, and so inspiring. Using poor martial arts as an excuse to say that you are not as strong as others is all because of rubbish martial arts. Wrong! That's just because you are not serious. Practicing hard, this is all an excuse for you to be lazy and decadent. Do you know that there are already people who use what you think is the most rubbish martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, to beat up soul masters who are one level above you?"
After hearing these words, people in the audience talked one after another, how is this possible? How could the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, which was just rubbish, be so powerful?
Even Chen Xin and Gu Rong couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling a little ridiculous.
Zeng Yi smiled and said: "When I heard these words, I immediately felt excited, passionate, and had the urge to practice hard."
"But, if you think about it carefully, that's not right. My martial soul is not rubbish. I don't need to practice hard like a soul master who has a rubbish soul."
After hearing what Zeng Yi said, the disciples in the audience burst into laughter.
Senior Brother Zeng Yi, this is too much.
Zeng Yi smiled slightly, "Haha, these words of mine are just a joke, don't take it to heart."
Then, Zeng Yi's eyes became serious.
"Actually, every chicken soup has two sides. If you look at it from another angle, it will be a poisonous chicken soup. Just like what I said just now, there is no useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master. Change it Angle, isn't he a powerful soul master, his martial soul is not bad?
But if you think about it carefully, the reality is like this. A powerful soul master must have a very good martial soul. And a good martial soul will ensure that his innate soul power will not be low and his cultivation qualifications will not be bad. Naturally, he can Practice to become a powerful soul master.
However, if he has a martial soul of poor quality, his innate soul power must not be high. The quality of the martial soul and his cultivation qualifications limit him. No matter how hard he works, he will not be able to break through the bottleneck of soul power.
That's the truth, it's ridiculous. "
Zeng Yi continued: "However, everyone judges others as trash based on the level of soul power and strength, denying that they have spent countless efforts, sweat, and hard training to reach the realm, but in the end they are called trash. .
But, in my opinion, those who laugh are the real trash. "
As soon as Zeng Yi said these words, the disciples in the audience couldn't help but fell silent.
"I think that true power is not limited to strength, but can also be reflected in other places. Therefore, that sentence should be reversed, there is a useless martial spirit, and there is no useless soul master.
Why do you say that? When the martial soul awakens, as long as you have soul power, you can practice. Even if you have half a level of soul power, you can become a soul master. Just imagine how important and noble the soul master's position is in the mainland. I believe that everyone has a dream of being a soul master before awakening the martial soul. A person who can cultivate, even if he only has a little innate soul power, will seize this little opportunity with all his strength. As long as he becomes a soul master, he can change his life's destiny.
Although the process will be difficult and difficult, it may take ten years, decades, or even a lifetime. Perhaps in the eyes of those with high innate soul power, these people are just useless people with no talent for cultivation. But think about it, is this perseverance and perseverance really not worthy of recognition at all? "
"So, there is no useless soul master. We cannot change what we are born with, but we can change ourselves. What determines our own value is not the end goal, but the journey we have traveled. Only this can we Make you feel that you are really alive.
Even if it is full of thorns and stings all over the body, even if it is a failure, it proves that you have been through it before. This hard-earned memory will be engraved in your heart forever. Even if you don't want to think of it, it will still exist and make you stronger.
With these experiences, whether happy or painful, when you look back on the past, you will naturally make further progress. "
After Zeng Yi's chicken soup talk, he looked at the people in the audience who were still deep in thought. He couldn't help but nodded. He was very satisfied with his performance, and then said with a smile: "I've finished speaking. Next, I hope everyone can participate in this sect's meeting." Have fun at the competition and leave yourself a good memory.”
Suddenly, a wave of warm applause erupted from the stage, and even Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong behind Zeng Yi couldn't help but clapped their hands.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Zeng Yi's back and felt very pleased. The reason why he asked Zeng Yi to speak on stage and to serve as the supervising referee for the sect competition was to create more bonds between Zeng Yi and the sect. Now it seems that Zeng Yi has lived up to his expectations and already has a place in the Qibao Glazed Sect in his heart.
Yes, you are the sect’s brightest future star!
Off the stage, Ling Yunfei had tears in his eyes. He looked at Zeng Yi on the stage, clapped his hands fiercely and burst into tears.
"You are indeed a master! You speak with a level of skill!"
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