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Chapter 082

Ta! Ta!

Under the sound of those footsteps, the hearts of the ten talented young men were extremely tense.

Only the dull young men, the three guards, sat there with expressionless faces.

Squeak!

The pavilion door opened, and three figures walked outside.

The leader was a majestic young man in a green shirt. He was tall and tall, with clear eyes. He had a restrained aura about him. The sight of him made all the young people's hearts tremble like thunder.

"It's him……"

Zhao Feng stared at the man in green shirt, he actually knew this man.

Huh!

Zhao Yufei showed a hint of surprise.

The man in green shirt at the head was Ye Lingyun who visited Yuyang City in person that day. After entering Guangling County City, Zhao Feng and Ye Lingyun were separated by a month.

Behind Ye Lingyun, there were two teenagers, one smiling gracefully and the other stiff and silent.

Nangong Fan! Bei Mo!

Feng Yinyue and Lei Zuo both felt their hearts skip a beat.

Why are they here?

Zhao Feng's heart was slightly frightened. He had dealt with Nangong Fan and Bei Mo, so he naturally understood how terrifying these two super geniuses were.

Especially Bei Mo, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level, and even has a record of killing the ninth level of martial arts.

Compared with these two super geniuses, the young geniuses of the Ten Heavenly Guards present were slightly dim.

"Senior Brother Ye is here too."

The dull young man stood up with a smile and met Ye Lingyun.

Both sides said hello and took their seats respectively.

Zhao Feng discovered that Master Ye Lingyun was even seated in front of the dull young man.

"Master Ye Lingyun is also a disciple of Marquis Guangjun?"

Zhao Feng was secretly surprised.

At this moment, he noticed Ye Lingyun's eyes falling on him, with a kind smile.

Obviously, Ye Lingyun has certain expectations for Zhao Feng.

"Master's purpose of leaving seclusion this time is to identify one or two direct disciples. Anyway, there is no hope for the two of us."

Ye Lingyun started talking with the dull young man.

Personal disciple?

The young men of the Ten Heavenly Guards present showed doubts.

"No need to be surprised, Master Ye, myself, and Junior Brother Nangong are all registered disciples. The only real direct disciple is Junior Brother Bei Mo."

The dull young man explained.

Named disciple!

Zhao Feng and others were shocked.

With the strength of Ye Lingyun and the dull young man at least at the ninth level of martial arts, are they just the registered disciples of Marquis Guangjun?

With Nangong Fan's cultivation at the eighth level of martial arts, such a super genius is actually a registered disciple under the name of Marquis Guangjun?

Among everyone present, only Bei Mo was the direct disciple of Marquis Guangjun.

"This Bei Mo is just over a year older than me. His cultivation has reached the eighth level, and he is even capable of killing ninth level experts. Only such a super genius is qualified to become the personal disciple of Marquis Guangjun..."

Zhao Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

With Bei Mo's strength, he can completely sweep away his original Zhao family, and no one in the entire Yuyang City can be his opponent.

Even if placed in Guangling County, he is still one of the top strong men under Guangjun Marquis.

But such top experts and super geniuses competed with them in the same era.

Many geniuses present looked slightly gloomy when their eyes touched Bei Mo.

Ten years ago, with the talents and potential of Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue and others, they would have been able to look down upon the talented young men of the same generation.

However, with the existence of a super genius like Bei Mo, other geniuses are destined to become foils.

For a moment, all the talented young men looked at Bei Mo with expressions of envy, jealousy, and helplessness.

"Report to Lord Three Guards that the Lord has ordered to lead the Ten Heavenly Guards and other young men to the 'Lingwu Hall'."

A shadowy figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of the pavilion door.

The person who came was none other than a Guangjun guard, half-kneeling on the ground.

There are eighteen people in the Guangjun Guard, but the top three guards are all experts at the pinnacle of martial arts, and they are also the giant leaders in the Guangjun Guard.

"Lingwu Hall?"

Ye Lingyun and the dull young man looked at each other with a hint of surprise on their faces.

Lingwu Hall is the core place of Guangling Mansion and the place where Marquis Guangjun himself practiced.

On weekdays, no one is allowed to enter the Lingwu Hall. Even the registered disciples of Marquis Guangjun cannot enter without a summons.

"Master actually summoned you to enter the 'Lingwu Hall'. It seems that you have to make up your mind this time. For you, this will be a great opportunity."

Ye Lingyun looked solemn, stood up immediately, and led the way.

The ten Tianwei boys all felt an unusual atmosphere.

But they understand that today may be an opportunity that can change their lives.

"Three years ago, Junior Brother Beimo and I entered the 'Lingwu Hall' together. As a result, I became the registered disciple of Marquis Guangjun, and he became the master's direct disciple..."

Nangong Fan took a deep breath and secretly glanced at Bei Mo beside him.

Bei Mo had a rigid look on his face and didn't say a word.

Recalling the scene of entering the "Lingwu Palace" with Bei Mo, Nangong Fan is still a little confused.

But since that day, his and Bei Mo's fate has changed.

Once you become a disciple of Marquis Guangjun, even if you are a registered disciple, you will have far greater advantages than the disciples of other big families. It can be said that you will surpass ordinary people from now on.

It won't take a while.

Everyone came to a simple gray and silver hall in the forbidden area in the center of Guangling Mansion.

This ancient and simple hall seems to be empty, giving people a sense of death.

Stepping into the main hall, no one could see a single figure.

Only Zhao Feng, if he opens his left eye to the limit, can sense and capture the dark silver figure hiding in the dark corner. There are about three or four Guangjun guards.

"Master, they are here."

Master Ye Lingyun stood at the door of a large hall and said respectfully.

"Come in, everyone."

A powerful and profound voice came from deep inside the palace.

The voice seemed to come from distant clouds, without any deliberate aura to intimidate, but it gave everyone a distant feeling as if they were looking up at the stars.

The young men of the Ten Heavenly Guards were breathing heavily, their minds were tense, and they were filled with apprehension and admiration. Every step they took seemed to be approaching heaven.

Zhao Feng felt inexplicably excited. From the depths of his left eye, there was a warm feeling that spread to all his limbs.

At this moment, out of some cautious intuition, he did not even dare to easily activate his left eye ability.

Because before he stepped into the palace, his left eye caught an invisible aura, coming from a tyrannical being deep in the palace. It seemed that every move he and others made could not escape the other party's control.

Ta-ta! Ta-ta!

A group of young men entered the hall anxiously.

Even Nangong Fan and Bei Mo, who were already disciples of Marquis Guangjun, looked embarrassed and solemn.

There was only one person in the empty hall, sitting cross-legged on a futon.

Unless they saw it with their own eyes, it would have been difficult for everyone to notice that there was actually a person sitting in the hall.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon was a middle-aged man in a gold-patterned silver robe. His body was as sharp as a knife, his facial features were straight, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like an ordinary person. He could not feel the pressure of a warrior's aura throughout his body.

At first glance, he seems to be an ordinary person who has never entered martial arts.

It is unimaginable that the middle-aged man in front of him is the legendary Marquis Guangjun of Xiangyun Kingdom, who was said to be powerful in martial arts.

"Master, the ten most outstanding Tianwei Camp, a total of ten geniuses, are all here."

The dull young men of the three guards bowed and said.

"good!"

Marquis Guangjun nodded slowly, opened his eyes, and raised his hand to wave lightly.

The moment he opened his eyes, everyone saw his pair of deep black eyes, which were like an endless sea, boundless and endless.

Zhao Feng even had a strong visual impact. The action of Marquis Guangjun opening his eyes and raising his hands seemed to complement the surrounding environment, exuding a suffocating momentum.

The moment he raised his hand, it was like a king extending his hand, beckoning everyone to take their seats.

Several disciples, including Ye Lingyun, San Wei, Bei Mo, and Nangong Fan, were sitting on futons near Marquis Guangjun.

The Ten Heavenly Guards and other young men sat on ten futons arranged in sequence.

The seats are based on the ranking of the Ten Heavenly Guards.

The first place was Feng Yinyue, the second place was Lei Zuo, the third place was Lu Xiaoyun...the tenth place was Zhao Feng.

Arranged like this.

"Master, there are some outstanding geniuses in the Tianwei camp generation."

The dull young man whispered.

Marquis Guangjun had no expression on his face, and his dark eyes glanced at the Ten Heavenly Guard boy calmly without a trace of fluctuation.

ah!

At that moment, the minds of the Ten Heavenly Guards boys were shocked, as if they were struck by thunder and lightning.

Zhao Feng felt that Marquis Guangjun's gaze was like a bright black lightning flashing through his mind, giving him a feeling of a short circuit in his brain.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

Marquis Guangjun could clearly see the cultivation status of the Ten Heavenly Guards boys.

Zhao Feng had the illusion of being penetrated both physically and mentally.

He had an intuition that even if he had perfected the "Withered Wood Breathing Technique", it would be impossible to conceal his cultivation in front of Marquis Guangjun.

Fortunately, when he met Marquis Guangjun this time, in order to perform better, he did not hide his cultivation.

"A little stronger than before, but unfortunately, it is unlikely that there will be anyone among you who is qualified to become my direct disciple."

Marquis Guangjun's face was calm and he was just stating a very ordinary thing.

But Zhao Feng's left eye, without any deliberate movement, still caught the flash of disappointment in Marquis Guangjun's eyes.

boom!

The young boy from the Ten Heavenly Guards suddenly felt as if he had been thrown from heaven into the abyss.

Marquis Guangjun's voice clearly stated that among the top geniuses among the Ten Heavenly Guards, none of them really caught his eye.

"how so!"

Ye Lingyun and the dull young man also looked surprised and in disbelief.

In their eyes, although the talented young people in this Tianwei camp are not as perverted as Bei Mo, there are still some amazing talents.

Especially Feng Yinyue and Zhao Feng, both are still young, but they both have the seventh level of martial arts.

"Master, if you don't try, how can you be sure..."

Ye Lingyun said cautiously, with a trace of expectation clearly on his face as his eyes passed over Zhao Feng.

"Yes, among these geniuses, Feng Yinyue has reached the seventh level of martial arts, and is almost as good as Lu Xiaoyun. Among them, Zhao Feng is the youngest, and he also has the seventh level of martial arts, and his strength is astonishing. In terms of memory, he is even better than Junior Brother Bei Mo.

"

The dull young man tried to persuade him with an unbearable expression.

After all, these geniuses were all trained and cultivated by him with his own hands.


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