Chapter 1,1051 Chatting

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Volume 1 Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Handyman Hall

In the central square of the outer courtyard of Lingshan Academy, the last group of disciples who arrived have been sorted by the six elders.

Now a few of them are chatting and competing to see which of their new disciples is more talented.

At this moment, a disciple came to report that a new batch of disciples had arrived at the gate of the outer courtyard and were rushing towards the square. Several elders nodded, stopped talking, and stared at the steps at the end of the square, because usually The top few are all talented disciples and are their main targets.

Time passed little by little, and suddenly a beautiful figure appeared. She walked up the last step and stepped on the ground in the central square. The six elders looked at each other, and the third elder's face instantly became happy, because the female disciple did not If anything goes wrong, it's all hers, which gives her an advantage.

Lin Tianrong put her hands on her knees and panted heavily, trying hard to calm down the excitement in her heart. Enjoying the admiring glances of the elders and classmates, Lin Tianrong smiled. The tension and fatigue caused by the previous test also reduced a bit. She sat cross-legged On the ground, I began to regulate my breath and restore my spiritual energy.

The third elder, named Yuan Wenxue, was obviously in a good mood after seeing that the first one was a female disciple. He smiled at the other elders and said: "Usually the first outstanding disciples who arrive here are men, and I am not good either. It’s really not easy to compete with everyone for the first place being a girl. Can the elders please give it to my little sister?”

The first elder and the second elder did not answer, and the fourth elder said: "I won't compete with you anyway, the weapon refining hall does not need female disciples." The sixth elder nodded and agreed: "My beast control hall is not suitable for female disciples either."

Yuan Wenxue smiled, cupped her hands to the two of them, and said with a smile: "Then Wenxue thanks the two elders first."

The second elder stroked his beard and spoke slowly: "You can't say that. Although the first place this time is a female doll, it still depends on which elder she is accepted as a disciple. Do you think so? Ah, mission elder." Yuan Wenxue frowned slightly, as if she was fed up with the second elder's behavior, so she stopped talking and just focused her eyes on Lin Tianrong, who was sitting cross-legged in the square and meditating, nodding from time to time.

Su Mo was very fast. He arrived not long after Lin Tianrong sat down to adjust his breathing. His face was red and his chest was heaving violently. However, he did not support his knees like Lin Tianrong. He stood upright and looked at the six people. Elder.

"This one is pretty good. It's better than the previous batches. I want it." The second elder was the first to react and said excitedly to the other elders.

"Second Elder, you are a bit overbearing. I think it would be good for this child to come under my sect." The Fifth Elder said slightly angrily.

The new disciples who had already been divided into masters in the audience looked at the elders on the stage who almost took action to snatch this disciple. They understood that the man standing in the field with a majestic appearance must be the person they fawn over in the future. Who can follow him? By his side, you will surely prosper in the future.

After that, the disciples of Chaowu City came one after another. They were either lying on their backs or kneeling down. But they had one thing in common, they were all soaked and gasping for air. However, no one laughed at them, because This is how these people came here. The "Ten Thousand Level Ladder" is not that simple. Being able to reach here is already better than ordinary people.

When the nineteenth arrived, Lin Tianrong couldn't help but panic, because there was still one last place. If brother Jingyuan didn't catch up, he would lose the qualification to enter Lingshan Court. She came to the edge of the square and looked at this road that had tortured countless people. The man on the stairs clenched his little fists nervously.

Just when she was extremely anxious, two figures suddenly appeared in the distance, one was slightly thin and the other was extremely fat, but the fat man was carrying the thin man on his back. Lin Tianrong couldn't help being stunned when she saw this scene. When did brother Jing Yuan and Wang Lei have such a good relationship.

"Fat man, leave me alone and hurry up. Look at the people behind you who are catching up." Yan Jingyuan basically hung on Fatty Wang and said anxiously.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you think I still have the strength to rush? If you hadn't protected me just now, I would have been pushed down by the grandson and smashed into a pulp." Wang Lei walked step by step with Yan Jingyuan on his back.

It turned out that several people had passed them just now, and the last person acted mischievously and used force when passing them.

After pushing Wang Lei, Wang Lei lost his center of gravity and leaned back. It was Yan Jingyuan who tried his best to catch Wang Lei, but he was thrown out by the inertia. He slid down a few steps before he stopped, and his leg was injured. He was limping and couldn't walk at all.

Just when he was helpless and ready to give up, Wang Lei carried him on his back, gritted his teeth and continued to climb. From then on, Wang Lei has been carrying Yan Jingyuan on his back.

When he reached the last step, Wang Lei could no longer hold on and fainted, his body bouncing on the ground like a ball.

Lin Tianrong came up to check on Yan Jingyuan and was relieved to find that his leg was only a skin abrasion and no bones were injured.

Song Haotian came forward and said loudly: "Now the top twenty have been announced. The test is over and those who haven't arrived will be eliminated." Then he came to Yan Jingyuan and said to him: "It's good that you two help each other, but in the end there are only One, you decide who will accept this quota."

Yan Jingyuan sighed, raised his finger with difficulty and pointed at Wang Lei, who was unconscious beside him, and said, "He will accept the quota, and I will be eliminated."

Lin Tianrong said anxiously: "Brother Jingyuan, what nonsense are you talking about? How could you give up your spot to this bastard?"

Yan Jingyuan smiled slightly and said, "Maybe a friend in need is a friend indeed. The two of us have become very good brothers. I have a slightly older birthday and I am his eldest brother. As an eldest brother, there is no reason not to give in to your younger brother."

Lin Tianrong was stunned and couldn't care less. She just looked at Song Haotian with a hopeful look.

Song Haotian nodded with a smile, turned around and bowed to the elders outside on the high platform, cupping his fists and saying, "These two junior brothers arrived at the same time. I believe that the two of them can tie for twenty, please approve from the elders."

Just when the elders looked at each other, a voice came, "That's right." The six elders didn't say anything, they just stood up and bowed slightly to the hall higher up behind them.

Yan Jingyuan was stunned. He didn't expect to pass it so easily. He was already a disciple of Lingshan Academy. This was like a dream.

"Yes, you can stay in the Miscellaneous Hall to practice, but the spiritual stone resources are less than those of the disciples in the sect, and you usually have to do some chores. Are you willing?" Song Haotian asked.

Yan Jingyuan said happily: "I am willing. As long as I can stay, I am willing to do anything."

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