At the top of Qingye Peak, Su Su is dressed in white, delicate, pure and endearing.
The breeze blew by, blowing away the green hair, and the white clothes moved with the wind.
Susu at this moment is as beautiful as a picture.
Wei Zhenling looked at Su Su with extremely hot eyes.
Zhao Longhua and others also looked at Su Su, full of surprise.
They didn't expect that this weak girl would be so highly regarded by Wei Zhenling.
Are you coveting Su Su's beauty, or is Su Su really talented?
They don't know, but there is no doubt that Wei Zhenling cares about Su Su.
"Su Su, Mr. Wei is talking to you!" Zhao Longhua shouted softly.
Su Su, whose eyes were a little hazy, woke up from a dream and bowed slightly to Wei Zhenling.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Wei Zhenling chuckled lightly and didn't care.
However, Wei Zhenling obviously didn't expect that the girl who moved him was thinking about another boy.
Su Su looked into the distance with extremely troubled eyes.
The three-month period has arrived.
Su Su did not want Su Xuan to come back and take risks, but on the other hand, she was worried about Su Xuan's safety and longed to see Su Xuan.
"Brother Su Xuan, you must be safe and sound." Su Su prayed.
And at this moment.
The competition for places in the other side of the sect has begun.
All the disciples competing for quotas have rushed into the ancient bridge and are rushing towards this place.
However, there was huge pressure on the ancient bridge, and some disciples were thrown away after taking only a few steps.
Before rushing in, all the disciples were approaching fiercely, but the moment they rushed in, they felt their whole bodies sink, and their legs were as heavy as boulders, making it difficult to take a step.
And the one who rushed to the front was naturally Zhao Kongling.
"One of these two places must be mine!" Zhao Kongling's eyes were full of sharpness.
Zhao Kongling believed that he was not inferior to Xu Kuang. Even though Xu Kuang had astonishing qualifications, as long as he was given a better training platform for Zhao Kongling, he would definitely be able to soar into the sky and surpass Xu Kuang again.
"Elder Zhao, this is your grandson, right?" Wei Zhenling looked at Zhao Kongling and said with a smile.
"That's right, his name is Zhao Kongling, and he is the strongest disciple of my Wuling Sect." Zhao Longhua said with a smile, feeling excited in his heart. After all, if his grandson went to the Bifang Sect, he would be the young master of the Wuling Sect and even the sect master.
It's nothing at all.
"The strength is pretty good, but I'm a little older." Wei Zhenling shook his head and smiled, which made Zhao Longhua's eyes flash with displeasure, but he didn't dare to show it.
In just half a day, Zhao Kongling climbed to the top of the mountain, while others had not even climbed half of it.
Zhao Kongling was extremely satisfied with this speed, but Wei Zhenling didn't even look at him.
Wei Zhenling smiled at Zhao Longhua and said: "Elder Zhao, let's do this for today, and let's compete tomorrow. I don't think they can reach the top today."
After saying that, Wei Zhenling ignored everyone and left directly.
Zhao Longhua and others were stunned, but they had no choice but to do this.
Zhao Kongling gritted his teeth, feeling that Wei Zhenling disrespected him too much.
"Kong Ling, please bear with me. His father is the deputy sect leader of Bifang Sect. When you go to Bifang Sect, you will have to rely on him to take care of you." Zhao Longhua whispered.
"Grandpa, I understand." Zhao Kongling took a deep breath and said calmly, but the hands in his sleeves were clenched, showing his inner uneasiness.
The competition for spots stops here.
The disciples who were still on the ancient bridge all sat cross-legged and began to practice.
Although the pressure here is great, it does not hinder practice.
The sun rises and the moon sets.
The night passed in a blink of an eye.
When there is light in the sky, the competition continues.
Today, the final quota for the Bifang Sect will be decided.
And right now.
Over there, a young man and a white wolf slowly walked toward Wuling Sect.
After a night of practice, Su Xuan had completely recovered.
"Today is the day I return to the Wuling Sect!" Su Xuan shouted, looking at the Wuling Sect.
Soon, Su Xuan arrived at the foot of the Wuling Sect's mountain.
At the mountain gate, two disciples were guarding.
However, they looked up high from time to time, obviously very concerned about the competition for places in the other side of the sect.
"Oh, it would be great if we had the same talent as Xu Kuang, so we don't have to look after the door like a fool." A disciple sighed softly.
"Who says otherwise? I didn't expect that Xu Kuang was deposed by Su Xuan, but instead he became successful!" Another disciple also lamented.
"By the way, I don't know what happened to Su Xuan. Didn't he say he wanted to come back and challenge Zhao Kongling?"
In the battle that day, Su Xuan absolutely shocked the Wuling Sect, and everyone was deeply impressed by Su Xuan's arrogance.
"Haha, now three months have passed and I haven't seen Su Xuan's ghost. He must have escaped or died somewhere." The disciple sneered disdainfully.
And that's when.
When he saw Su Xuan, who was in a shabby state, his eyes suddenly stood up.
"Where are you savages? Get out of here!" he yelled.
But the next moment.
"roar!"
Dabai roared, and a terrifying and ferocious aura erupted, frightening the two disciples to the point where they squatted down.
Su Xuan approached.
"Tell me, who escaped?"
Under the messy hair like withered grass, there is a face that is still young but resolute and handsome.
Those deep eyes were like stars, shining with sporadic but bright light.
The disciple hesitated for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically.
"You...are you Su Xuan?" he shouted in horror.
Su Xuan's eyes were calm and he immediately took off the disciple's clothes.
Su Xuan was shocked, and his tattered clothes fell into pieces.
Immediately, Su Xuan put on the black clothes belonging to a disciple of Wuling Sect, and his originally slovenly body suddenly became heroic.
Su Xuan stood as straight as a gun, with a moist brilliance emerging from his right hand, and gently touched his long, messy hair.
Like a dead tree that sees spring.
The messy long hair became straight and black, falling down behind Su Xuan like a waterfall.
In an instant, Su Xuan, who was as scruffy as a savage, underwent a huge change, as if he had been reborn.
Wash away the dust and reveal your sharp edge.
The young man is as handsome as a tiger, and his grace is unparalleled.
Su Xuan looked at another disciple who kept retreating out of fear, and said coldly: "Go tell Zhao Longhua and the others that I, Su Xuan... am back!"