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Chapter 42: Lin Xiaoxiao(2/2)

"With our approval, you can get our disciple order. If there are many disciple orders, then you can choose your own guru."

"If there is no discipleship order, then it will be pending. But if the performance is too poor, you can go home directly." The masters announced.

This rule is the same as last time, and Li Tianming knows it very well.

In short, the remaining people have to participate in a battle.

Ten masters will be able to obtain their disciple orders and enter their junior class based on comprehensive consideration of their combat performance and their personal approval.

For example, if Master Muwan recognizes Li Tianming, he will directly give the order to his disciples, which means that Li Tianming has successfully passed the level.

There is no difference between one guru giving orders to his disciples and ten guru's giving orders together. It's just that if there are more guru's, the disciples can choose their own guru.

If the performance is average, then it will be temporarily pending and it will not be considered a lost opportunity.

The masters will conduct subsequent assessments carefully to ensure fairness.

But if the performance is very poor and there is no talent at all, then you will be eliminated directly.

There are still thousands of people in the Phoenix Palace, and there will be a full 500 battles, so the palace examination will last for several days.

Li Tianming didn't want to waste so much time, so he planned to go as early as possible.

After all, my mother is still waiting for her good news in the inn.

At this stage, except for his age, he is excellent in other aspects. Master Muwan will definitely want him.

Therefore, for him, the imperial examination is just a formality, and he has to go back quickly to prepare for the ranking competition.

"Li Tianming!" Just as Li Tianming was looking for his opponent, a huge shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

When I looked back, I saw it was Chen Ding.

"Is something wrong?"

"I am at the first level of the Spiritual Source Realm, and you are at the ninth level of the Beast Vein Realm. You are four years older than me. I would like to ask you, do you dare to accept my challenge?" Chen Ding looked at him gloomily.

"Don't worry, as long as you perform well, even if you lose to Chen Ding, the masters might still want you."

"Of course, if they think that your character is too poor to be called a Yanhuang disciple, then just pretend that I didn't say what I said before." Chen Ying said sarcastically from the side.

In fact, when they said so much, they only had one idea in mind, which was to give Li Tianming a beating to vent their anger.

"What, do you dare!" Chen Ding roared like a wild beast.

"How dare you? I'll beat you up, you stupid guy. That's not easy."

He is also worried that there is no opponent who can use his strength to cover up his age disadvantage.

The first level of the spiritual source realm?
Chapter completed!
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