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The current Fan Wuji had just entered the sect head's eyes. Even though the him before was an inner disciple, he was not enough to attract the attention of the sect master. After all, the sect head had lived for tens of thousands of years. In his long life, he had seen too many geniuses. Even if one was an extremely talented genius, he had seen many.
The head of the Heavenly Sword Sect continued, "Now that the Skysword Sect is flourishing, there are quite a few geniuses in your generation who are dressed in purple. This time, we only have four spots to participate. Now we have to discuss the matter of the placings. "
When Han Fei heard this, he looked around and said, "I want a spot for this person."
At this time, the other true disciples present all had calm expressions. Although the situation was one of many, Han Fei was the first Successor Disciple, and his strength was unquestionable. His grade also met the requirements of the people, there was no reason not to have one of his qualifications.
Ai Ziqing immediately voiced out, "Senior Brother Han, I will support you with both of my hands. Everyone has seen his strength. "
The second Successor Disciple Ming De said with a bright smile: "I am 41 this year, so I won't be joining the gathering with my fellow juniors. However, according to the customs of past years, many of the geniuses participating were no weaker than senior brother Han. There were even some that were evildoer, and their strength was faintly above senior brother Han's. I hope that our fellow disciples will act within their capabilities. "
"I am thirty-eight years old today. Last time, I was extremely knowledgeable, and my qualifications were not very high, so I did not get a spot. This time, there would be an extreme number of people. "I must have it." The third Successor Disciple Zhan Hai said loudly.
His voice was firm and unquestionable. After he spoke, the other disciples all silently allowed Zhan Hai to take one spot.
After that, the fourth and fifth Successor Disciples, both of whom were over forty years old, stood to the side with smiles on their faces, knowing that they did not have the qualifications to participate.
The seventh true disciple's name was Lin Ao Shuang. She was only 29 years old today, but she was ranked sixth. Before Fan Wuji became a true disciple, she was the youngest of the ten great true disciples. She was also the idol of the female disciples of the Skysword Sect. After all, she was the only female true disciple of the Skysword Sect.
Lin Ao Shuang immediately said: "Ten years is too long, I can't wait." Even if I have the possibility of participating in the next meeting. But this time, I won't miss it. I'll take the third place. "
Although she was ranked last among the top ten Successor Disciples, no one dared to look down on her. After all, she was a 6-star pinnacle cultivator. In terms of talent, she was even half a step above Han Fei.
Moreover, of the several true disciples that ranked higher than her, two of them had obtained a placing, and the rest were even older than her. She knew she had great competitiveness.
As soon as she said this, the eighth disciple Luo Fengyun went silent. As the ninth true disciple, Fan Wuji also did not say anything. Currently, the tenth ranked Ai Ziqing, he knew his own limits. He knew that in terms of strength and talent, he was below Lin Ao Shuang. Even if he wanted to compete, he would only be bringing about his own disgrace.
At this moment, no one spoke. As a result, of the four slots that participated, three had been established and only one remained. The atmosphere had reached a strange point in an instant.
Luo Fengyun, Fan Wuji, and Ai Ziqing were all of the same age as him, but there was only one last spot.
Ai Ziqing was silent for a while, and after a brief struggle, he said, "There is only one more spot left. Amongst the three of us, Senior Brother Luo is the best and the strongest. I think that this position is most suitable for Senior Brother Luo. "
Listening to his words, the eighth disciple Luo Fengyun felt very satisfied. He smiled and said, "Since Junior Brother loves me, then I won't let you have this spot."
He paused for a moment, looked at Fan Wuji, and said, "Junior Brother Fan Wuji, you are only twenty years old today. Ten years from now, the next person would be perfect. "At that time, you might be able to win a good result for our Skysword Sect."
He had a faint self-confidence as he chatted and laughed, and he even had the attitude of giving pointers to a junior brother.
Seeing his expression, Fan Wuji was very unhappy. He said in a clear voice, "Age waits for no one. Junior brother is untalented, and feels that this fourth spot should be more suitable for me. Senior Brother, you are already old, just stay in the sect. "
The moment he said that, the atmosphere instantly fell to ice, falling into a short period of deathly silence. The other nine true disciples all had interesting expressions on their faces as they looked at Fan Wuji and Luo Feng Yun with interest.
"What did you say?" Junior brother Fan, if you want to feel young, then be arrogant at night. You are ranked below me, and your strength is inferior to mine, so what right do you have to be the fourth place holder? " Luo Feng Yun said with a gloomy face.
"The rankings do not represent everything. Junior Martial Brother felt that the reason Senior Martial Brother Luo ranked ahead of Junior Martial Brother was because Junior Martial Brother was modest and wanted to leave some face for Senior Martial Brother. In terms of power, junior apprentice-brother is slightly superior. " Fan Wuji's expression was calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
Modesty?
Once these words were spoken, everyone present, with the exception of Luo Fengyun, started laughing.
Luo Feng Yun was immediately enraged, he extended a finger to point at Fan Wuji, wanting to open his mouth to angrily rebuke him. But just at this time, Fan Wuji revealed an enchanting smile and said: "Senior Brother Luo, since ancient times, cultivation has always been the top priority. "If junior is untalented, I am willing to ask senior for some advice in his advanced techniques."
"If you want to die, I'll grant you that wish." Luo Fengyun immediately said in a cold voice.
There was still a bit of anger left in the clay figure, not to mention a pride like Luo Fengyun. Luo Feng Yun immediately took out his Wind Cloud Sword from his back.
This sword was a treasured Spirit Treasure Sword. It was the sword embryo that he had spent a large sum of money forging many years ago. He practiced the Intrinsic Flying Sword technique and absorbed the sword embryo into his body. He nurtured it day and night and nurtured it with his sword intent.
Finally, he nurtured the sword embryo for ten years and it took shape, becoming a top-tier flying sword totem. This flying sword was sharper than an ordinary sword king's. He named it the Wind Cloud Sword with his own name, meaning that this sword was his second life.
Fan Wuji still faintly smiled, his expression was indescribably light and relaxed. He also pulled out his three-foot-long Blue Edge Sword.
"Make your move." Luo Feng Yun held onto the Wind Cloud Sword, his entire temperament changed, as if he was a sword light hidden in the clouds.
The temperament of many swordsmen were similar to swords. However, the more skilled the swordsman was, the more they knew how to conceal their edge. Normally, they would not show it, but once it erupted, they would not be able to do so.
When Fan Wuji heard this, he could only shake his head. His expression was the same as he said, "Junior apprentice brother, you always have the virtue of respecting your elders and cherishing your children." So I let senior brother use three sword strikes first. Otherwise, when junior apprentice-brother takes out the sword first, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to do so. "