"Wow, there are so many people lined up at the door, they must be welcoming us!"
From a distance, the three of them saw a dozen warriors standing at the door of the blood disciple station. They were all seventh-grade Dzogchen warriors. Their overall level was very good among ordinary inner courtyard students.
Han Bichi waved to the warriors excitedly, with a look of excitement on his face.
Looking at the dozens of members whose expressions did not change much, Yuan Zun curled his lips and walked over first.
"Welcome, brother."
Dozens of people spoke together and bowed their hands to Yuan Zun. Their voices and etiquette were somewhat lacking, scattered and somewhat lame.
He glanced at the faces of more than a dozen people with the corner of his eye, and it was obvious that he didn't take him completely to heart.
"I've guessed you would come now, haha, brother Yuan Zun, please!" Wu Meiren swayed out of the station, smiled and said a courtesy to Yuan Zun, and then made a gesture to the three of them.
Please gesture.
Compared with the dozen students who greeted him at the door, Wu Meiren was much more serious.
"Hmph, these members don't understand etiquette. They don't take Yuan Zun seriously. They are just a group of seventh-grade Dzogchen. Isn't it a little too arrogant?"
After Han Bichi walked into the station, she didn't forget to turn around and glance at the dozen or so careless figures.
"Brother Yuan Zun is just a new student, and he was forced to join the Blood Disciples. In addition, he came a little late. Naturally, these veteran students from the previous class will not be easily convinced."
Bu Tian rested his head on his hands. He had a very thorough understanding of this matter, and this was indeed the case.
Although Yuan Zun defeated fellow freshman Niu Hao in the ring and caused an uproar in the entire Xuanji Martial Academy, for them, the veteran students of the previous class, they naturally did not take the new students seriously.
Unfortunately, they have also been practicing at Xuanji Martial Academy for a year. They should be stronger than some ordinary seventh-grade Dzogchen!
Although they didn't understand why Wu Meiren insisted on wooing Yuan Zun and even gave him the position, what made them feel a little unhappy the most was that Yuan Zun actually refused!
Is this any different from showing that he despises vampires?
"If Senior Han Rou hadn't stepped in, I'm afraid he wouldn't have become the leader of our blood disciples. A mere seventh-grade Xiao Yuan Perfect has too much arrogance!"
"Since you agreed to Brother Wu, why didn't you show up earlier? You simply don't take us veteran students seriously."
Although the voices behind them were soft, they were deliberately meant to be heard by Yuan Zun, so as to express their dissatisfaction.
"Hey, Fatty Wu, this is how you usually discipline these students. They are so lawless!"
Han Bichi grabbed Wu Meiren's shoulders, pulled her long curly hair back and forth a few times with her two jade hands, and said softly.
He spread his hands and showed a helpless smile, and said: "Auntie, is this something I can control? I control the heaven and the earth, you can't control what others say and eat, right?"
Thinking that what he said seemed to make some sense, Han Bichi snorted and took a few steps away from him.
Wu Meiren's small eyes were raised to the center of his eyebrows and he said: "Of course, Brother Yuan Zun just showed up at the station today. It is normal to cause some public opinion and dissatisfaction. I believe that it won't take long for them to be completely eliminated."
I'm impressed."
While they were talking, the four of them had already approached an open area where they were stationed. Over this not-so-large venue, there was a giant net of stars about ten meters floating.
The lines on it are very weird, but they contain endless aura of agility.
Yuan Zun recognized it at a glance. This giant star net was a very mysterious formation that had the function of gathering the energy of the stars. Several warriors sitting cross-legged below were frantically sucking in the surrounding stars.
gas!
"Interesting, no wonder I rarely see blood disciples on the first floor of Xuanji Pavilion. It turns out there is a formation inside the station that can condense the energy of the stars!"
"Although the level of this formation is not high and can only be used by three or five members to absorb the gathered star energy, the star energy absorbed by it is not much worse than the one on the first floor of Xuanji Pavilion. Seven or eight
It is more than enough for a top-grade Tongxing realm warrior to use."
Yuan Zun murmured in his mind, and then moved his gaze to the center of the formation. The lines there were slightly messy, and there was obviously something wrong.
"If that defect is perfected, this formation may be able to play a greater role."
He hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to repair the formation, but he felt that the fluctuations around him suddenly changed. When he looked around, he saw two figures standing up slowly from the front.
The two eighth-grade small perfectionists first bowed their hands to Wu Meiren, and then bowed to Yuan Zun.
The order was clear, the etiquette was the same, and Yuan Zun didn't say much. I'm afraid these warriors had the same idea as the dozen or so members standing outside.
Although Yuan Zun is the apparent leader, in their hearts, the position of the boss still belongs to Wu Meiren.
"I have long heard that Brother Yuan Zun has endless martial arts skills, and he is the number one freshman in the inner courtyard!" The veteran student who spoke pursed his slightly dry lips and said, "Unfortunately, I, Wang Liang, have not seen Yuan Zun with my own eyes.
Respect your majestic appearance on the fighting stage!"
"If Brother Yuan Zun doesn't dislike it, can you have a few moments with me?"
Hearing that he actually wanted to fight Yuan Zun, Wu Meiren's expression did not change, but he still said in shock: "Wang Liang, don't be rude!"
This warrior named Wang Liang admired Wu Meiren from the bottom of his heart. When he heard him reprimanding him like this, he could only lower his head and cup his hand.
The warrior following him also shook his head, with a look of pity on his face.
As early as when Yuan Zun and Niu Hao competed on the fighting platform, they did not take this new student seriously. They even thought that such an inferior competition would only lower their own level.
That's all.
Unexpectedly, after the battle, Yuan Zun not only successfully won, but also secretly took over the blood disciple, leaping to a position above Wu Meiren.
For these core members of the blood disciples, it is really hard to understand.
Even if Yuan Zun has the martial arts strength to crush warriors of the same level, but facing these five eighth-grade small perfectionists, does he still have the strength to crush them at will?
To put it nicely, it's called competing with Yuan Zun, but if you think deeply, it's just to defeat him and embarrass him.
He thought the fight was hopeless, but when the two turned around, Yuan Zun said with a smile: "Okay, you two will come together."
"And, you are allowed to use your own spiritual weapons!"
As soon as Yuan Zun said these words, not only did the expressions of the two warriors freeze, but even the fat body of Gujing Wubo's Wu Meiren trembled slightly.