It seems that in the eyes of many Wuxin Peak disciples, the purpose of coming to this so-called Inner Disciple Competition is to suffer. If you win, you will just go to the Ten Kingdoms Disciple Battle to suffer. If you lose, you will be embarrassed here.
Even with the arrival of Lin Changan, this is still the case in the eyes of many Wuxin Peak disciples. Although their strength has increased, it still cannot change their inner inferiority complex.
If you keep your head down for a long time, you will get tired when you look up.
Mo Changfeng's face became even more ugly. He glanced at Lin Chang'an in front of him, with a hint of deep jealousy in his eyes.
Lin Zhan was so outstanding back then that he was once rated as the invincible talent of the Ziyun Empire that could not be surpassed for nearly a hundred years.
But Lin Chang'an, this sixteen-year-old boy, seems to be a little too young.
As for the other elders, there was also a look of appreciation in their eyes.
Elder Zixiang, who originally looked down on Lin Changan, crossed his legs, with a hint of regret on his seductive face.
It seems, it seems that he really broke the precept for this Lin Changan and accepted this male disciple. Now he should be the one making the profit.
Not that idiot who was picking up his crotch next to me!
"Disciples, come and draw lots!" Following Mo Changfeng's loud shout from above the sky, many disciples came forward to draw lots in teams.
Lin Changan's lottery number is number four.
Mo Changfeng and the four disciples under his command, in addition to Feng Tingyun and other three disciples in front of him, as well as Long Xuanyuan, were all eyeing Lin Changan in front of them.
Especially Long Xuanyuan, there seemed to be thunder rolling in his eyes. He clenched his fists, and his killing intent had never been so intense.
The incident about the puppy had always been pressing in his heart. Every time he thought of that cave, he could not help but tremble with anger.
Unexpectedly, as a grown man, I gave my virginity to a dog.
So he entered Shenwu Peak and spent most of his time practicing behind closed doors in order to one day be able to avenge that great hatred!
"Lin Chang'an, this time I will cut you into pieces, so that you will always remember the anger of me, Long Xuanyuan!" Long Xuanyuan's eyes seemed to be spitting out fire, and the murderous intent was so intense that it seemed to be pierced through.
The lightning that penetrated the ice cave was breathtaking. He clenched his fist tightly and let his nails dig into his flesh, but he did not feel the severe pain at all.
As for the other disciples, looking at Lin Changan, they are more or less eager to try. Defeating Lin Changan means defeating King Zhendong. What an honor is this?
In the future, when you go outside and mention Lin Changan, you need to add that you defeated him.
More importantly, the Lin Changan in front of him was only at the early stage of spirit fusion. In the eyes of many disciples, defeating an early stage spirit fusion was like squeezing an ant to death.
Of course, most of the disciples were in seclusion and missed the battle in the spiritual realm. Otherwise, they would not be so rampant. They thought they could easily defeat Lin Changan in front of them.
"Please invite disciples No. 1, 2, 3, and 4 to come on stage and start the battle!"
Mo Changfeng spoke lightly, and the voice imbued with spiritual power carried a ripple that swept around, causing the trembling void in front of him to tremble slightly.
Mo Changfeng smiled slightly. In the past thirty years, apart from Chen Jinsong and another Wuxin Peak disciple, there was no one who was close to Lin Changan.
Moreover, as a powerful person at the Venerable level, it is naturally very simple to tell what kind of lottery the disciple in front of you has touched.
Obviously, the disciple of Wuxin Peak is not number four.
This also made some people become curious, who will face Lin Changan?
A bloody red dress danced, and with it appeared a girl holding a sharp sword. Her eyes were cold and cold, and she was extremely arrogant.
This scene also made Mo Changfeng in front of him smile even more fiercely. Now, let's see who can protect Lin Changan in front of him!
"This is the princess!" One of the disciples spoke and recognized. Indeed, the girl in the red dress in front of her was the daughter of the opposite-sex king, Prince Tang, who was Tang Nuolan.
"The princess is never in the Shenwu Pavilion, and she should not have anything to do with Lin Changan. In addition, the King of Tang is also the king of the opposite sex, and in terms of power, the King of Tang is far superior to the King of Zhendong. This princess will not give Lin Changan half a cent.
Face!" There were disciples nearby who spoke one after another.
What kind of temper was Tang Nuolan? He usually dared to scold the princess directly when he saw her, so how could he be afraid of Lin Changan in front of him?
No one in the Shenwu Pavilion dared to be rude to this woman who was so ruthless that even the prince would shun her. Even Mo Changfeng, the deputy pavilion master, had to show courtesy to her.
There is no way. King Tang is one of the ten most powerful men in the Ziyun Empire. He is a late-stage venerable. There are also three venerable guests sitting in charge. With hundreds of thousands of invincible troops at his disposal, even His Majesty must give King Tang some face.
"This Lin Chang'an is really unlucky." Xu Rulin, the peak master of Tianqing Peak, said leisurely.
This sentence also made many elders nod slightly.
In fact, as long as Lin Changan bypasses the four people in Shenwu Pavilion, everyone else needs to give him some face.
But unfortunately, it was Tang Nolan who I met.
This scene also brought a proud smile to the corner of Mo Changfeng's mouth.
This boy was finally defeated by luck. Who gave him the courage to win, Prince Tang's daughter, Tang Nuolan?
Even Elder Youran, who had always been optimistic about Lin Changan, shook his head slightly.
As for Long Xuanyuan and others, they just wanted to watch the show.
"I admit defeat. King Zhendong is a great benefactor of our Tang Dynasty. I will not be my enemy."
However, just when everyone thought that the two sides were eyeing each other and a battle was inevitable, Tang Nuolan spoke calmly and surrendered.
This scene completely confused many of the disciples in front of him.
Could it be that this Tang Nuolan was also invited to advertise?
Lin Changan was the benefactor of the Tang Palace?
You know, the Tang Palace usually doesn't even need to see His Majesty the Emperor. It's always the Tang Palace that helps others.
"Lin Chang'an, is he the great benefactor of the Tang Dynasty?" These words suddenly caused Mo Changfeng, who was still sneering just now, to freeze his smile, his face turned dark and numb, and he held on tightly.
The fist looks as ugly as eating shit.
"The benefactor of Prince Tang's Mansion? I heard some time ago that Prince Tang suffered a heavy blow and even the Medicine Lord was unable to recover. It was a mysterious fourth-grade alchemist who saved Prince Tang's life." Elder Zixiang frowned.
Open your mouth and say.
As a member of the royal family, she still knows some inside information.