Wang Teng walked off the competition stage and came to Old Man Feng. The expression on his face suddenly became excited. At this moment, he was proud of himself and proud of himself for not living up to the expectations of his relatives. The corners of his eyes,
There was even a trace of tears about to burst out, but they were suppressed.
"It's good if you win, it's good if you win, haha! Master has done too many wrong things and stupid things in his life, but the only thing he did right and the smartest thing he did was to accept you as his apprentice.
"Mr. Feng stretched out his hands and patted Wang Teng on the shoulder, saying emotionally.
"Master! I will definitely do what I promised you. I will definitely take first place in the next competition." Wang Teng said with confidence as the blood in his body boiled.
"Do you dare to take first place?" As soon as Wang Teng finished speaking, a sneer came from beside him.
"Oh my god, why are there so many people interrupting these days? They are not polite at all. If I am chatting with a beautiful woman, and when we get excited, someone suddenly yells, it will be very unpleasant." Wang Teng heard this voice
Finally, I felt a little annoyed in my heart.
However, he did not curse out loud. Some words should be hidden in his heart so that others would not take advantage of him. He moved his eyes to the speaker and looked at him carefully.
This is a cultivator wearing a fiery red robe. He has thick eyebrows and a straight nose. He looks very powerful and full of masculinity. At first glance, everyone will think that he is a good person. Wang Teng also knows this person.
It is none other than the entry-level disciple Zhao Tengfei.
"Senior Brother Zhao, the first place is given to every disciple by the sect. Anyone who has the ability can take it. Why wouldn't I dare? Is it possible that there are still people who dare to resist the sect's rules?" Wang Teng chuckled.
"So, you have to get the first place. Yes, the first place is established by the sect, and everyone is qualified to get it, but you have to be self-aware. What will be the consequences if you get the first place?" Zhao Tengfei
His voice became very gloomy, and there was even a hint of resentment in it.
The face of the old man Feng on the side changed. He was already an old man. Of course he could understand the meaning. This Zhao Tengfei was clearly warning Wang Teng not to allow him to win the first place. The old man Feng's mind turned and he was about to
He opened his mouth to make peace, but he didn't expect Wang Teng to say it first.
"I won the first place, so naturally I will get the Daotong Pill, become an entry-level disciple, step into the fourth level of Daoji, and do my best for the Xiaochi Sect. Is it wrong to do this?" Wang Teng said with a smile on his face.
He looked puzzled and asked innocently.
"Okay, you are very good! If you win first place, I will definitely greet you well in the future." After Zhao Tengfei dropped these words coldly, he left. At this time, anyone could hear him
Threat in tone.
"Wang Teng has gained another entry-level disciple. He is too popular and does not know how to behave. Even if he becomes an entry-level disciple, life will definitely be difficult in the future." Some cultivators said.
"That's not necessarily the case. The journey of cultivation requires great wisdom and courage. Things like Taotong Dan are hard to come by. If you let them go, you don't know how many years of hard work it will take to make up for it. You can win it by cultivating immortals.
It’s your life, you can’t waste every drop of time.” Some practitioners retorted.
Wang Teng looked as if nothing had happened. He was chatting and laughing with Old Man Feng on the side. From time to time, he would make faces at Liu Susu and say a few words of praise for her. He looked very happy.
Many cultivators feel jealous and envious at the same time. They are both cultivators from the Xiaochi sect, but they are not as lucky as Wang Teng to have a good master, nor do they have a beautiful woman like Liu Susu on their side.
The current relationship between Liu Susu and Wang Teng has spread wildly among the Xiaochi sect, and some are even exaggerated. Some people say that Liu Susu's first time was given to Wang Teng, so she would be with Wang Teng.
Some also said that Wang Teng took the opportunity to rape Liu Susu, otherwise Liu Susu would not have been able to do that with a man due to her character.
Some people still regret that they did not take action before, otherwise, Liu Susu would have been theirs.
Regarding these rumors, Wang Teng laughed them off, and Liu Susu turned a deaf ear to them. Wasn't she bad-mouthed enough by others in the Xiaochi sect? She had long been accustomed to it. On the day she was fourteen, someone had already told her that she had lost her virginity.
But until now, she is still pure and spotless.
"Susu, I'm going to the competition. I will become an entry-level disciple. Then you can work with me and practice with peace of mind." Wang Teng smiled at Liu Susu, and then walked up to Bidu Tai in a swagger.
Liu Susu's face was cold, and no one knew that when no one saw her, a faint smile flashed across her lips.
At noon, the scorching sun was shining in the sky, and the hot weather made people feel a little panicked. At this time, on the Tianzi Arena, the last game was finally about to begin. Everyone held their breath and watched quietly.
There was much less discussion than before.
This time, if Wang Teng can defeat Wang Yang, then he will rely not on luck but on strength. Only the outer disciples in the sect will fully recognize his status.
After all, in the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. As long as his identity is innocent, no matter how weak he was before, as long as he has strength in the end, he will be recognized by others.
The wound on Wang Yang's arm that was stabbed by Liu Feng's sharp knife has fully recovered. In order to make Wang Yang confident of winning the first place, Zhao Tengfei did not hesitate to give him three second-grade healing pills, and soon he will
His internal injuries have fully recovered. Wang Yang now has the combat power he had in his heyday.
"Wang Teng, don't think that just because you can defeat Hei Kui, you can defeat me. As long as I carefully avoid your Earth-shaking Palm, you can't defeat me." Wang Yang said, but his eyes became solemn, and his forehead became serious.
There was even a trace of sweat slipping down.
At this moment, Wang Teng actually put a lot of pressure on him. What he said before about taking care of Wang Teng, now he can't say a word.
"I didn't think I could defeat you! Do you think I can defeat you?" Wang Teng said with a confused expression.
"Hmph!" Wang Yang is also a master and has a lot of combat experience. He knows that the more he retreats, the easier it will be to fail in the end, so without saying anything, he pulled out a silver sword from his waist and started to attack Wang Teng.
The scorching sun was fierce, shining on the silver sword, reflecting the dazzling light, dangling in front of Wang Teng's eyes. Wang Teng snorted in his heart. It seemed that Wang Yang was really afraid of him, so he wanted to use this kind of light.
Despicable means to increase the chance of winning.
However, Wang Teng's senses were very sharp, and his heart was clear, and he would not be deceived by these lights at all. His ears twitched slightly, he reached out and pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, and made a diagonal slash forward.
"Zheng!" There was a sound, and Wang Teng's sword, unhurriedly but accurately, blocked Wang Yang's sword at once. Firelight splashed out from the blades of the two swords, which looked very fierce.
Dazzling.
"What, my Danyang sword technique is invincible, but it was blocked like this. And his strength is indeed 800 kilograms, which is as good as mine, otherwise he would have been blown away by my sword." Wang Yang was horrified in his heart.
Endless.
"Swordsmanship? I know a few moves." The sword in Wang Teng's hand suddenly changed, leaving shadows in the air. The wind blowing around seemed to be cut off, blowing towards the sword.
both sides of.
Wang Yang's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. Although Wang Teng's sword moves looked ordinary, they were aimed at his weaknesses. When he was about to break through with all his strength, he was hit back. So, he only
Being able to keep blocking, he didn't even have a chance to counterattack, and was suppressed all the time.
One step, two steps..., ten steps, on the fighting platform, the sword light flashed, Wang Yang's body was forced back by Wang Teng, and he was getting closer and closer to the edge of the fighting platform. If this continues,
Like other cultivators, he will be knocked off the competition platform and defeated miserably.
"No, it has been more than two years since I entered the third level of Daoji. How could I lose to you, Qingtian's strike?" Wang Yang was filled with unwillingness, and suddenly shouted loudly, finally using his trump card.
The strength in his body was originally up to 800 kilograms, but at this moment, the strength was no longer dispersed, but was condensed on the sword through a strange trick, making its lethality instantly stronger.
Qingtian launched his attack, and a silver sword light struck Wang Teng like a rainbow, incredibly fast. The sword in Wang Teng's hand was cut into two halves with a clang, and his body took three or four steps back.
Just these three or four steps allowed Wang Yang to catch his breath and take the main attacking position.
"This time it's my turn to suppress you. You're defeated!" Wang Yang forced Wang Teng back with a sneer on his lips. Danyang sword technique was launched, and the sword light was as dense as raindrops, covering Wang Teng densely. If
If he didn't dodge, he would definitely be hit by a sword.
"Hehe!" Wang Teng smiled instead of being surprised. Faced with the storm-like attack, he did not retreat, but took a step forward and punched those sword lights. The world seemed to be shattered at this moment.
"You want to block my sword with your body, you..." Wang Yang stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. Wang Teng's fist collided with the sword light. Not only was it not cut off, but the sword was cut off.
The sword flew straight away.
This is the Vajra Shield technique. The Qi shield is condensed on the fist, making it difficult for swords to damage it.
"You lost." Wang Teng knocked Wang Yang's sword away and didn't give him a chance to think. He sat in a horse's stance, swatted forward with his left hand, and swept Wang Yang with a huge palm force.
On the body.
Like a fallen leaf floating in the autumn wind, Wang Yang flew backwards and fell hard under the competition platform. He seemed to have not yet realized what was going on, and his eyes were full of surprise and fear.
"The first place in this selection is Wang Teng." After a moment of silence, the presiding elder finally spoke.
In the distant attic, Zhao Tengfei glanced at the corners of his eyes a few times, gritted his teeth fiercely, and remembered Wang Teng's appearance deeply in his mind.
"That's what I'm saying? We all lost this time, and those dark horses really had a few tricks up their sleeves." Long Yun smiled mockingly, his face full of disdain, but he also felt very unhappy in his heart.
"If he wins, he wins. Anyway, it won't cause much loss to us. But the Tongdan is indeed a good thing, and it's not easy for us to get a few of them." Yuan Ming said in a gloomy voice.
"Congratulations, Wang Teng. From now on, you will officially become an entry-level disciple of the Xiaochi Sect. You will report to the Recruitment Hall at Xiaochi Peak tomorrow morning." The presiding elder said to Wang Teng, his tone obviously becoming much more polite.
"Okay, I still need more care from the elders in the future." Wang Teng smiled at him, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he walked off the competition stage, where Old Man Hefeng and the others gathered together.
"It's not difficult to win the first place. Master, Susu, I will settle down at Xiaochi Peak in two days. I will definitely pick you up. According to the sect's regulations, each entry-level disciple can bring a few people with him.
"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Old Man Feng had a look of joy on his face, and his white-haired head kept nodding. His withered hands started to tremble with excitement. Wang Teng stretched out his hand to hold him, and the trembling slowly stopped.
"Wang Teng, Lin Yuan will not let me leave so easily." Liu Susu's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly and she said softly. In fact, she also wished to leave Lin Yuan and follow Wang Teng. Lin Yuan was a change.
If you don't mind, you'll torture her when it's okay. No one wants to be tortured like this.
However, Lin Yuan and Wang Teng are already life-and-death enemies, and the conflict between the two cannot be reconciled, so he will definitely not let Wang Teng take away Liu Susu. Moreover, in the sect, Lin Yuan's status is now higher than Wang Teng, who
If someone has a high status, his words will carry weight.
Wang Teng clenched his fist and said: "I will try my best to let the sect keep you by my side. Even if it doesn't work, more than a month later, I will fight him to the death on the stage of life and death. As long as he dies, no one will stop you.
Already."
If these words had been spoken by Wang Teng in the past, Old Man Feng and Liu Susu would naturally not have much confidence. But Wang Teng's tyrannical fighting power in this competition gave them a lot of confidence.
"I'm waiting for you, I don't want to stay with Lin Yuan." Liu Susu's melancholy eyes flashed with a hint of tenderness.
At this moment, Wang Teng's heart was filled with passion. For the first time, he felt that he was so important and that he needed to hold up a protective umbrella for those around him. He needed strength, and needed stronger strength.
The people around him became his motivation to persevere and become stronger.