Not far away, Zhao Wuji came through the air, shining like a light bulb, with golden light and overwhelming momentum, sweeping across the entire Chaos Holy Land and shocking everyone present.
"That's Zhao Wuji, the God of War of the Holy Land of Chaos!"
"He actually brought out Zhao Wuji, he is indeed the supreme body.
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"It seems that Liu Jie is going to become Zhao Wuji's disciple. He is so lucky. He is the strongest person in the Chaos Holy Land second only to Xiao Yun.
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Everyone looked at Liu Jie with envy.
Any fool knows why Zhao Wuji showed up at this time.
Liu Jie also guessed the motive behind Zhao Wuji's appearance, and couldn't help but feel excited. Of course he had heard of Zhao Wuji's unparalleled reputation, and he was one of the strongest people in the world of cultivation.
"Boy, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?" Zhao Wuji walked up to Liu Jie, looked at him and said calmly.
Liu Jie is not stupid. How could the Supreme Body be a fool? On the contrary, he is very smart. After hearing this, he quickly knelt down and thanked: "Master, please accept my disciple's worship!"
"Hahaha, yes, my disciple is the Supreme Body like me. In the future, our master and disciple will work together to defeat that scum Xiao Yun.
"Zhao Wuji suddenly laughed happily.
Xiao Yun, who was in the forbidden area, could not help but turn dark.
It turned out that this guy took on his apprentice because he wanted to join forces to defeat him.
Don't you know that my true form is as strong as my clone?
What a fool.
However, Xiao Yun is still a little nervous now. He is not worried that he will be defeated by Zhao Wuji's master and apprentice, but he is worried that Dugu Daxiong will not be as good as Liu Jie, a supreme body, and he will be embarrassed in front of Zhao Wuji.
"Xiao Yun, the level of your disciples is too poor. You are simply misleading the disciples. I, Zhao, am better. It can be said that a famous teacher produces a good disciple, hahaha..."
Xiao Yun could imagine Zhao Wuji's proud face——ʅ(′◔౪◔)ʃ
No, I have to find a supreme body.
Xiao Yun thought secretly.
Under his training, Dugu Daxiong may not be inferior to those of the Supreme Body, but the problem is that Liu Jie is also a disciple of the Holy Land of Chaos, and will also be vigorously cultivated by the Holy Land of Chaos.
Liu Jie, who has a supreme body, can imagine his future achievements.
Xiao Yun felt that Dugu Daxiong had little chance of winning, so he had better quickly find a small account to practice.
Well, let’s see how Xiao Tianci, the Qilin son of my Xiao family, is doing.
Xiao Yun looked towards the square.
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Zhao Wuji had already left with Liu Jie, and the test in the square continued.
Just at the beginning, a supreme figure appeared, making the people behind him full of excitement and expectation while envying him.
Maybe, there will be a Supreme Body among them?
"Dang, dang, dang..." The sound of the Chaos Clock kept ringing, like the end of get out of class bell.
One by one, boys and girls completed the test, some were happy and some were disappointed.
After a month of continuous testing, many geniuses appeared, and more than a dozen second-order divine bodies appeared, directly becoming the Holy Son of Chaos Holy Land.
Xiao Tianci and Wu Hao are also getting closer and closer to the front of the team.
"Second brother, I've calculated that it will be our turn to test in three days at most. Are you nervous?" Xiao Tianci looked at the Chaos Clock not far away and said to Wu Hao excitedly.
Wu Hao's ears were pressed tightly against his cheeks. Over the past month, he had been annoyed to death by Xiao Tianci. This guy was a talkative, even scarier than Xiao Yun and Zhao Wuji.
Wu Hao would rather be beaten than listen to Xiao Tianci's nonsense.
"Second brother, you don't need to be too nervous. With your talent, it will definitely not be a problem to worship in the Holy Land of Chaos. Even if you can't become the Holy Son, you will still be able to enjoy yourself here with me protecting you.
"Xiao Tianci did not respond no matter what, and continued.
Wu Hao curled his lips, why are you so nervous? When I was a quasi-emperor, I was of human king blood, and my talent was no less than that of a supreme body. Although I have lost my quasi-emperor cultivation now, my talent will only increase and not weaken.
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Therefore, Wu Hao doesn't worry about the test. He can definitely become the Son of God in the Holy Land of Chaos.
Nima, why do you feel something is wrong?
Why am I, the dignified quasi-emperor, the first generation of the Renwang family, and the dignified elder of Tianwaitian, suddenly a little excited about becoming the Son of God of the Holy Land of Chaos?
No, I can't degenerate like this. My goal is not to become the Son of God of the Holy Land of Chaos, but to use the Holy Land of Chaos to become stronger, and then defeat Xiao Yun, Zhao Wuji and the others to take revenge.
Wu Hao quickly corrected his ideological errors and established correct values.
Xiao Tianci on the side didn't know Wu Hao's psychological activities. He was actually quite nervous now. After all, as Xiao Yun's grandnephew, if his test scores were too poor, how could he have the face to face Xiao Yun?
The descendants of the most dignified genius in the world of cultivation are actually so rubbish?
Xiao Tianci didn't want to embarrass Xiao Yun.
"Second brother, how many sounds can I test with my talent?" As the test approached, Xiao Tianci was so nervous that his palms began to sweat.
Wu Hao felt happy and a little gloating about his misfortune. He also saw that Xiao Tianci was very nervous, which made him feel a little relieved.
"Boy, your talent is pretty good..." Wu Hao chuckled.
Xiao Tianci was immediately moved when he heard this. Although his second brother was taciturn, he was still very good at comforting people.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Wu Hao continue to say: "You should be able to make the Chaos Bell ring three times, and you can barely join the Chaos Holy Land. After all, you are a member of that guy Xiao Yun, and it is difficult for the Chaos Holy Land to eliminate you.
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Xiao Tianci's face turned dark when he heard this.
Can I only be forced into the Holy Land of Chaos by unspoken rules?
Xiao Tianci couldn't help but glared at Wu Hao, and said angrily: "Second brother, you actually look down on me, just wait, I will definitely make you stunned in the test later.
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"I'm afraid you'll cry when the time comes, hahaha!"
After Wu Hao said this, he felt a little regretful. What had happened to him? He was angry with a little brat.
Alas, if you can't defeat Xiao Yun, can you only bully his grandson?
This is not okay. I, Wu Hao, a descendant of the Wang family, a powerful elder of the Outer Heaven, and a powerful master of the Seventh Heaven of Quasi-Emperor, how could it be my turn to bully a little brat to enhance my sense of superiority?
"Hmph, second stinky brother, since you look down on me so much, why don't we make a bet.
Wait for the test, whoever has the highest talent will be the big brother in the future, do you dare to bet with me?" Xiao Tianci suddenly became unhappy when he saw Wu Hao gloating about his misfortune.
Wu Hao curled his lips and said: "Just bet, why would I be afraid of a little kid like you?"
He is still very confident in himself. Even if Xiao Tianci has a supreme body, he can only be on par with himself. What's more, with his eyesight, he can see that Xiao Tianci's talent is not a supreme body.
"Okay, then it's settled. Whoever has a high talent will be the eldest brother, and whoever has a low talent will be the second brother. He must not regret it, otherwise he will be a turtle bastard + give birth to a son without an asshole.
"Xiao Tianci said.
Wu Hao snorted coldly: "Okay!"
However, Wu Hao soon regretted it, because he suddenly discovered a problem, that is, no matter whether he wins or loses, he is still sworn to Xiao Tianci. Isn't this the same generation as Xiao Tianci? Fuck, I was actually raped by a little brat.
Tricked.
Wu Hao was angry for a while, but then thought about it again.
After all, Xiao Tianci is Xiao Yun's grandnephew. He is many times taller than his great-grandson, so he is not too disadvantaged.