"bump!"
With a loud noise and a blast of strong wind spreading like a shock wave, a figure hit the platform where the Taoist species was, attracting the attention of many people.
The person who came was 1.89 meters tall, wearing a very exquisite shorts and carrying a long stick on his back, which highlighted his well-proportioned figure like a bodybuilder.
It is extremely rare to not have long hair, and it is a rare short hair in this world. If it weren't for that childish face that somewhat ruined his temperament, he would probably be able to charm a large number of young girls in love.
Even now, the strong physique of a mature man, the childish face like a puppy, and the contradictory differences can still attract the attention of many girls.
With a little arrogance, the young man landed on the platform where the Taoist species belonged, and rarely responded to the greetings from around him.
He just glanced around indifferently, and then under everyone's gaze, he came to stand in front of Wang Zijia and stared blankly at Wang Zijia, constantly sizing him up.
"Wang Zijia?" After looking at Wang Zijia for a long time, he said.
"Exactly, what's wrong with Senior Brother Yue?" Wang Zijia stood up, bowed slightly, and then asked.
"I'm looking forward to meeting you on the field. I hope you won't disappoint me!" With more and more pride, he walked straight to his seat after saying this, as if no one else was there. It's worthy of his attention.
Wang Zijia: "······"
This is so pretentious...
As for why the other party said such words to him, Wang Zijia could guess.
It's not because he has become famous recently, but according to Wang Zijia's understanding, there are seven Taoists who directly applied for the top ten assessments during this period, with a total of two wins, one draw, and four losses.
And Wang Zijia and Yue Lai were the only two winners, and it was said that they both won easily.
In this case, Wang Zijia, who comes from a poor family, must be more powerful than the other party. I guess it's because of this.
······
After waiting for a while, everyone came one after another.
Directly in front of the square, at the steps in front of the main hall, there are already many big bosses seated at the moment. They are all real-level monks, almost all of them are pulse masters or people in power from various outer sects.
At the core, there are two inner elders wearing purple robes and white cloud robes.
"Salute!"
As the dean in charge of the Outer Gate Liyuan came to the main seat and spoke, the whole square first shone with light, and then bursts of fairy music accompanied the disciples of the Music and Dance Department of the Liyuan as they entered for the opening ceremony.
Wang Zijia looked at this scene, almost subconsciously, and looked at Lu Qianrou beside him.
When he turned around, he met the eyes of Gu Xuefeng, who was sitting on the other side of Lu Qianrou. When their eyes met, their expressions were stunned.
"snort!"
Lu Qianrou, who was in the middle, felt something, glanced at the two of them, and let out a cold snort. The ice aura on her body that kept strangers away became even more chilling.
Wang Zijia and Gu Xuefeng looked at each other and withdrew their gazes.
The music and dance added to the fun for a while, and various celebration procedures began. After several big shots finished speaking in turn, a light began to flash in front of Wang Zijia's seat, indicating that it was his turn to take the stage.
Wang Zijia took a deep breath, lifted her spirits, and floated towards the high platform in the center of the square.
In the square, the crowds of people all looked at him.
He is 1.89 meters tall, strong but not overly powerful, with a well-proportioned figure, clear lines, and a tall and straight posture, with the standard golden ratio.
A handsome face with sharp edges and corners, like a knife and an ax, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, shining with a deep light.
Even though he looks a little immature because he is only seventeen years old, it does not diminish his charm. Instead, it adds a bit of sunshine, frankness and youthfulness to him as a boy. The handsome man has a unique appeal of being clean and refreshing.
The sun was just right at noon, and it fell on him. Due to the fluctuation of mana around his body, the sun cast a faint halo on him, like an immortal falling from the sky covered with colorful clouds.
Such a temperament and appearance were deeply engraved in the hearts of countless people at this moment.
In the entire square, countless female disciples, whether old or young, were all fascinated. Even many of the male disciples felt ashamed. Everyone subconsciously became quiet and stared blankly at Wang Zijia, who had been banished to the mortal world and landed on the high platform.
I saw him slightly adjusting his clothes and appearance. He looked young but well-educated. He gently used his magic power and opened his mouth to say straightforwardly: "My name is Wang Zijia. I belong to the Qifu Channel. I belong to Fuyuan and Sutra Pavilion."
"I think a lot of people have heard a lot 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, is this person me? Is it so outrageous? It turns out that when I was picked up like a dead dog by Master Luo Cheng, I was trying to save hundreds of brothers. Life."
"It turns out that my fiancée has attached a whole family of connections and material resources to support me for me. It's because I don't mind being poor and love being rich!"
"It turns out that moving around Wanyuzhai is just a bid to hide one's strength and bide one's time!"
"Now that I think about it, well... I'm really good at it. What a great Immortal Sect Taoist! He looks like a human and a dog!"
The self-deprecating opening and the completely unconventional playing of cards made all the ordinary disciples below stunned for a moment.
"Ha ha!"
"The royal species is so funny!"
"It turns out that Wang Daozhong is so good at it, he looks like a human being!"
"······"
There was silence for a moment, and everyone burst into great enthusiasm.
Such self-deprecation also made many disciples feel that Wang Zijia was more real and approachable.
Wang Zijia paused for a moment, and after everyone was quiet, he continued: "When I received the invitation to speak from the Liyuan yesterday, I was thinking about what I, a great Taoist, would like to share with you."
"Share how I don't dislike the poor and love the rich and eat soft rice?"
"It can't be done, we can't be so superficial!"
"Or share that my grandpa invited me to visit Ruyi Square?"
"This works!" a disciple below shouted.
Many people looked at each other, and the other party subconsciously shrank into the crowd.
Wang Zijia continued as if unaware: "Share my glorious deeds of rescuing people after being treated like a dead dog and bringing him back to the sect? It seems to be almost earth-shattering."
"I thought about it all night, but in the end I didn't think of any ordinary deeds that I could share with you. After all, I am too great!"
"But since I agreed, I have to come up and make a fool of myself, chat with you, and show you who the legendary genius of a humble family is."
"The next time we meet, some disciples will understand: Look, even a guy like that can become a Taoist seed. I grit my teeth and know that maybe I can..."
(End of chapter)
