Chapter 165: Vermillion Bird
Freshman Competition!
Five hundred people came to the arena of Taixuan Holy Land.
After half a year, it was finally time to test the results of their strength.
There is excitement, excitement, and apprehension.
Various emotions gathered on everyone's faces.
This competition is a test to rank the talents of each session, and it also determines their future.
The strong ones among them are favored to get more resources, and the road to the future will be smoother.
The weak can only fumble slowly.
Li Man, Ji Lingyun, Huo Lingjun, Pang Yunding... After half a year of training, their own strength has improved a lot.
Everyone is a rare talent.
At the same time, powerful auras arrived!
These are the elders of Taixuan Holy Land, and these people are here to select disciples.
I hope to be able to select talented people from this class of outer disciples.
A few pleasantries were exchanged.
"There are so many elders, many more than our generation!"
Seeing this scene, the disciples watching the show outside the venue couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement.
The more elders come, the higher the quality of this generation’s talents will be.
Immediately afterwards, how many peak masters from the Taixuan Twelve Peaks came?
"The peak masters are all here, and the talents in the previous years didn't get this treatment."
An outer disciple said sourly.
There are so many emotions in my heart. In each session, only a few people at the level of Taixuan elders can be selected as disciples.
Compared with this generation, their seniors seem much shabby.
Suddenly, thousands of divine flowers bloomed from the side, and three extremely powerful pure-blooded creatures were slowly driving towards them, pulling a chariot.
Every time a pure-blood creature takes a step, the space trembles.
Every pure-blooded creature is extremely powerful, with a surging momentum.
The oppression made it difficult for everyone to breathe.
Just being swept by the other party's eyes, I suddenly felt cold all over my body, as if I had been suppressed under thousands of years of ice, unable to move.
"The Holy Lord's ancient chariot!"
"The Holy Lord actually came to participate in this freshman competition. Could it be that he has a fancy disciple!"
The Taixuan disciples outside the field were shocked.
The last disciple he accepted was the contemporary Holy Son, and this was already a hundred years ago.
Now it seems that the Holy Master is preparing to recruit new disciples.
"Could it be that he wants to accept Ye Lang, who has the highest talent this year? I heard that it is a divine body that has not been released for a long time, and its strength is amazing!"
"Not necessarily, it is possible to take over Ji Lingyun, the princess of the Demon Moon Dynasty. You must know that the Demon Moon Emperor has a close personal relationship with the Holy Lord.
Based on their relationship, it is very likely that Ji Lingyun will be accepted as his disciple. "
A well-informed inner disciple said.
Seeing Lord Taixuan, the mysterious and powerful supreme sect of Taixuan Holy Land, actually arrived in person.
The eyes of this generation of outer disciples are full of fire, especially those who have never seen a powerful person at the level of the Holy Lord.
This generation of Saint Master Taixuan is too mysterious, even some inner disciples and even core disciples have never seen his true appearance.
Many matters were handed over to the great elder.
"It's been almost 60 years since the last time the Holy Lord came out of seclusion."
An elder spoke.
Several elders around him nodded in response.
"Holy Lord!"
At this moment, everyone shouted loudly and saluted the Holy Lord on the high throne!
This is a middle-aged man with a handsome face, exuding a powerful and terrifying aura all the time.
The whole space was shaking slightly, and a pair of dark pupils were sharp and deep, as if they could penetrate even the smallest detail.
Holy Lord Taixuan smiled slightly: "You don't have to be polite, hey... Great Elder, are you here too?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the space on the side of Taixuan Saint Master shook violently, and a figure suddenly appeared.
He is the great elder of Taixuan Holy Land.
"Senior Brother Meng, long time no see."
Seeing the old man beside him, the smile on Saint Master Taixuan's face became even brighter.
"You've become stronger again."
It was also rare to see a smile on the Great Elder's face. Over the past few hundred years, the strength of Taixuan Holy Land had been steadily increasing.
In particular, the strength of the contemporary Holy Lord is unfathomable, enough to ensure the prosperity of Taixuan Holy Land for hundreds or even thousands of years in the future.
"Senior brother, do you have any promising disciples when you come today?"
There was a trace of curiosity on the face of Saint Master Taixuan. He remembered that his senior brother had not recruited a disciple for a long time.
The great elder shook his head: "I found an interesting disciple, but he has been noticed by others."
"I didn't even steal it from you!" Saint Master Taixuan had a look of astonishment on his face.
"Haha, I just think he's funny!"
A mysterious smile appeared on the Great Elder's face: "I'm looking forward to what he will do this time."
"Oh, really? Then I'm kind of looking forward to it."
Saint Taixuan suddenly became interested.
…
At this moment, Zhao Lizhen was also very nervous. He did not expect that this session could actually attract the Holy Lord and the Great Elder.
My heart is inevitably filled with excitement.
"But why hasn't Ye Lang come back yet?"
When I think of that son asking for leave for me, he has been away for more than a month and has not returned yet.
This made Zhao Lizhen's face suddenly darken. If the opponent missed this match, it would be his dereliction of duty.
Not only him, but other disciples of the same class also discovered that Ye Lang had not returned yet.
"Ye Lang is too self-righteous. He dares to be late for such an important occasion."
"It would be better if he didn't come. Once he misses the opportunity, he will lose himself, and we will lose one competitor."
Some people gloated about the misfortune.
"Why hasn't Ye Lang come yet? I still want to fight him!"
Li Man was full of fighting spirit at the moment, and everyone thought that the opponent had the best talent and combat power in this session.
I have never found a suitable opportunity to challenge the opponent before. It is still unclear who is stronger and weaker between him and the opponent.
This time he wanted to defeat the opponent openly and let everyone know that he, Li Man, was the well-deserved number one in this session.
Qin Lin on the side showed no interest. He was just here to make fun of himself and would admit defeat later in the competition.
Then go back and catch up on some sleep.
I just practiced the elixir yesterday, plus practicing the soul secret method "Thousand Realms", now I am very sleepy.
"The competition is about to begin, let's draw lots!"
Zhao Lizhen said loudly.
"I'm seventy-two! Where are you!"
Li Man looked at the jade sign in his hand, and then approached Qin Lin.
"404!"
Qin Lin muttered.
"That's okay. It seems like we won't encounter them in the preliminary round."
Li Man chuckled.
"I'm afraid Ye Lang won't be able to come back in time."
At this moment, Zhao Lizhen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he had been wasting a lot of time on this guy.
"Ye Lang failed to participate in the competition in time, and we hereby announce..."
"Wait a moment!"
Just when Zhao Lizhen was about to announce Ye Lang's elimination, a ball of red flames streaked across the sky.
Ye Lang hurried over with a magical bird on his feet.
The blazing flames made everyone's cheeks feel burning pain, and the cry was even more shocking.
Ye Lang looked at everyone with a bright smile: "Sorry, I'm late."
His eyes drifted towards Qin Lin and Li Man intentionally or unintentionally, and he felt extremely happy.
This time I went out and gained a lot, especially getting this ancient divine bird.