Chapter 192

Powerful mentors can be chosen without limit, while weaker mentors can only be chosen later.

Survival of the fittest.

This principle has always been the most true in the cultivation world.

The first one to be chosen was Chu Feng.

As he came on stage, the big screen on the stage immediately displayed all his information.

The thousand-year-old Qingcheng Sect!

Zang Jianyuan has been in seclusion for more than 20 years.

The contemporary young swordsman!

At a young age, he has entered the tenth level of the Divine Court Realm.

He is also the strongest mentor present.

He is dressed in green and carries a long sword, full of style.

As soon as he came on stage, he immediately aroused cheers from the more than 300 students present.

"I will only choose one person." Chu Feng said in a very cold tone, with a sharp look between his eyebrows, "Follow me, and you can learn the inheritance from the thousand-year-old swordsman of the Qingcheng Sect."

"With one sword, you can slay demons and monsters, and level mountains and seas."

Sensation!

Incomparable sensation!

The swordsman plus his pretense.

Both points accurately hit the likes of all students.

"Ahhh, so cool!!! Choose me, choose me, choose me!!"

"Why choose only one!! What a pity!! I hope it's me!"

"I also want to be a sword fairy, riding a sword on the wind, and eliminating demons between heaven and earth!"

However~~

The expectations did not make Chu Feng look at it more.

His eyes fell clearly and accurately on Shen Lingshuang: "Shen Lingshuang, the friend of the little saint Jiang Yan?"

"If that's right, then I choose you."

"From today on, you are the true disciple of my Qingcheng Sect, and I will pass on the [Qingcheng Thirty-Six Sword Art] to you!"

Uproar!

Everyone's eyes fell on Shen Lingshuang.

Jealousy, envy, bitterness...

Just because you are the friend of the little saint? !

Shen Lingshuang is so lucky! ! !

"I'm so envious!! I wish I knew the little saint!"

"She is no different from us! Just because she knows the little saint, so...?!?!"

"If that's the case, why doesn't the little saint accept her as a disciple?!?!"

More than 300 people were immediately caught up in a wave of discussions.

Most students don't have a clear understanding of the things in the cultivation world.

Soon.

With the mentality of saying that if you can't eat the rambutan, you will say that the rambutan is sour, many people thought sourly - it must be that the little saint is not strong, otherwise, why was he not selected as a mentor, otherwise, why did he need to ask the little sword fairy to accept Shen Lingshuang as a disciple.

This is the only way to explain it.

The little saint used up his own face to let the little sword fairy accept Shen Lingshuang as a disciple. This is a typical behavior of a relationship-based person!

Before everyone could think much.

Another young Taoist with the same immortal style walked straight up without waiting for the little sword fairy to come down.

"Sorry..." Unlike the little sword fairy's sharpness, he has more of a sunny and natural temperament.

As the young Taoist priest came on stage, the screen on the stage released his information.

Xiao Ting, Taoist name Jingxu!

A thousand-year Taoist heritage, Quanzhen Longmen Sect!

A contemporary Quanzhen Longmen Sect Little Immortal!

After twenty-nine years of seclusion in Longmen Cave, he has reached a very high level of cultivation of both life and death!

Ninth level of Shenting Realm!

Ranked second among the mentors this time!

"I am a Quanzhen lineage, and I have a deep connection with the little saint, so Shen Lingshuang should be worshipped in my Quanzhen Longmen Sect. You, a guy with inconsistent behavior, are not worthy." Little Immortal Xiao Ting slapped her in the face.

"Don't you just want to take the opportunity of accepting disciples to make people think that you are better than the little saint?"

"Chu Feng, Chu Feng, I can tell you clearly that my uncle Xuan Yangzi has personally met the little saint. He said that there is no one in the younger generation who can compare with him. Don't delay Shen Lingshuang for that little desire to win or lose."

Daodetong Xuanjing is the ranking of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect. Previously, Xuan Yangzi from Nancheng was Xiao Ting's uncle.

Quanzhen Sect and Quanzhen Longmen Sect are of the same lineage. Quanzhen Sect lacks decent inheritance seeds in modern times. Compared with Quanzhen Longmen Sect, which has long determined that Xiao Ting will be cultivated in the formation, the pressure is of course very great, so it attaches great importance to Jiang Yan, who has just emerged.

Now that Xiao Ting is born, he regards Jiang Yan as his own.

Chu Feng's thoughts were exposed, and his tone became cold: "So what~ "?"

"Besides, there is no need to prove it, I am stronger than him."

"He just killed an old and weak An Bei Tianqing. If I come, I can easily kill An Bei Tianqing one kilometer away."

"I can kill Xuan Yangzi with one sword, and can you bring up his words?"

Boom!

Xiao Ting's words were like a huge rock falling into a calm lake, causing a huge wave.

All the students present were shocked.

It turned out that...

The little sword fairy who had been pretending for a long time just now was not really accepting disciples.

Accepting disciples was just to pretend that he was stronger than the little saint in another way.

And.

This second-ranked little real person and the thousand-year-old sect behind him clearly attached great importance to the little saint.

People who didn't understand the cultivation world now understood it.

I'm afraid...

These mentors present.

Many people came to the world to seek the little saint.

The next second.

Qiao Bingyun, Feng Qianqian, Zhuge Xuan, Deng Dafu, Liu Yin and others also followed suit and refuted Chu Feng.

"If you have the guts, just challenge the little saint. I just hope you don't lose too badly."

"You are so arrogant. You must have become stupid in the retreat in Zangjianyuan!"

"You are just pretending to be cool behind the little saint. When you really face him, do you dare to say your thoughts again?"

They all know very well.

The one who easily killed the seven ghost kings mentioned by Qiu Xuan before is most likely Jiang Yan.

The smile on Chu Feng's face gradually became arrogant.

He said loudly: "It should be him who challenges me!"

"What qualifications does he have for me to challenge him? There may be an invincible master of the younger generation in the imperial capital, but it will definitely not be him!"

After the voice fell~~

Wang He, who had been silent beside him, suddenly moved.

He grinned with a strange smile, and his voice became eerie and weird: "Hehe..."

"Time is up."

"You can go to hell and continue arguing."

In full view of the public.

Plop~~

His head fell off.