Qingyang didn't know yet that he had been targeted, because he had had a frightening feeling since the morning. Although the feeling was stronger now, Qingyang didn't take it to heart.
When fifty low-level disciples appeared, he had just finished resting.
The next competition went smoothly, Qingyang almost won the third place with a good fight that no one could have imagined.
As for why he is ranked tenth, it is because Qingyang doesn't want to be too conspicuous after all.
I took a quick look at who was stronger, and then deliberately lost the competition to the opponent.
And with Qingyang's strength, it is simply too easy to let go without being discovered by others.
At the end of the competition, Jiao Bingling still appeared and said some words, and finally distributed the winners' rewards one by one.
This stage makes many disciples jealous.
And from now on, the twenty people on this high platform will become the objects of their admiration and envy.
Na Jiaobingling looked at the twenty winners, then walked to the top of the high-level disciples and said with a smile: "You are very good. You are already a sixth-level warrior at a young age. I will accept you as a disciple. I hope you will not let me go."
I am disappointed and will enter the sanctuary as soon as possible."
The faces of the disciples under Jiao Bingling were filled with pride and joy.
Because this is the day he has been waiting for. If he can become a disciple of the Great Sage, his cultivation path will surely be smooth from now on.
He immediately knelt down and said, "Disciple, pay homage to Master!"
"Well, good!"
Jiao Bingling is very satisfied with this disciple because his performance among high-level disciples is very outstanding. If nothing unexpected happens, Jiao Bingling is confident that he can train him to become a peak saint.
As for the road to the realm of the Great Sage, I need to walk it myself.
"Haha, congratulations! Sooner or later, our party will have another shining star."
Just when Jiao Bingling accepted a disciple, an old man with white hair and a cane slowly walked out.
As soon as this person appeared, he immediately stared at Qingyang. His eyes were so intense that he seemed to have seen some unique treasure.
He smiled and said to Qingyang: "Although this Senior Nephew Zhao is only the tenth low-level disciple, he has performed well. I will accept you as my disciple."
"Ah? Did you make a mistake, old man?"
Qingyang was slightly startled, what does this old guy want to do?
"Old thing?"
This time, it wasn't just Qingyang who was stunned. Qingyang's opening of his mouth immediately stunned everyone who was originally smiling.
You know, the person speaking is a peak saint, and he is one of the strongest among the elders, yet he is called an old man as soon as he opens his mouth?
"Um, no, old-timer."
As soon as Qing Yang said it, he immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing, because this old man was so unexpected that he didn't pay attention, and his true nature was exposed.
"Ahem, what's the matter? Does my nephew have any objections to my accepting you as my disciple?"
The old man smiled awkwardly, but still did not give up the idea of accepting Qingyang as his disciple.
But at this moment, Jiao Bingling walked up with a smile on her face: "Elder Li, I am afraid that I will disappoint you with today's instructions on recruiting disciples, because Zhao Changhun is the disciple I want to recruit."
"What! Why not me? I am the number one low-level disciple!"
"Master, in the Martial Arts Conference, the master has always accepted the low-ranking first and the high-ranking first. If you do this, I'm afraid you have lost the tradition."
The number one low-level disciple was waiting with joy for Jiao Bingling to announce that he would be his disciple, but he never expected that Jiao Bingling would actually take a fancy to Qing Yang.
At the same time, the elder Li suddenly felt unhappy and immediately spoke to remind Jiao Bingling.
But who knew that Jiao Bingling's eyes suddenly became very firm and brook no objection: "Huh! This kid has come here with the third level of Yuan Power. If everyone present stands on the same side, ask yourself, can you do it too? And this kid can do it too."
The serious injury has not healed, and with the injured body, I won the tenth place in this competition. Maybe what you saw was the tenth, but what I saw was the first!"
As soon as Jiao Bingling said this, all the disciples present were in an uproar.
"Zhao Changhun actually participated in the battle even though he was injured! With such qualifications, even if the leader makes an exception, I can't understand it."
"Damn it! This Zhao Changhun has become the head disciple now!"
After hearing Jiao Bingling's words, most of the disciples in the audience did not object to his idea of accepting disciples.
However, some people feel very uncomfortable.
These are naturally Sun Yi, Fang Cangxi and three others.
They were poisoned by Qingyang's Tianzong poison, and now they cannot express their suffering, so naturally they feel very unhappy.
Now that Qingyang has become Jiao Bingling's disciple, he has reached the sky in one step and is no longer someone they can offend.
After hearing Jiao Bingling's words, the first person in the lower rank changed his opinion greatly. He immediately saluted Jiao Bingling: "This is a reckless disciple. It is absolutely right for the leader to accept Junior Brother Zhao as his disciple."
"Hahaha, that's great! This is the end of the Martial Arts Exploration Conference! All disciples go back and rest, everything remains as usual."
Jiao Bingling was very satisfied with the reaction of the low-level first place, and this person's qualifications were indeed good. If Qingyang didn't exist in this martial arts conference, he would have accepted him as a disciple.
But now that he has Qingyang, he will naturally not choose anyone else.
"By the way, nephew, although I won't accept you as my disciple, you can go to Elder Ye and tell him that from now on, you will be Elder Ye's disciple."
"Thank you, Master!"
Jiao Bingling originally wanted to take his two disciples and leave here directly, but then he thought about it and couldn't let the good talent go to waste, so he turned around and introduced him to his closest friend, Elder Ye.
And this disciple was naturally overjoyed to receive Jiao Bingling's gift. You must know that although Elder Ye is not a great saint, he is also the strongest among the peak saints.
It would be great to be his disciple.
But the moment Jiao Bingling took Qingyang away, the face of the elder Li who wanted to accept him as his disciple was full of resentment.
He gritted his teeth and looked at Jiao Bingling: "Humph! What are you so proud of? If you offend those mysterious people, you will die sooner or later! You actually compete with me for fortune!"
Next to the elder surnamed Li, an old man wearing black robes with dark eyes said coldly: "This white boy, can't he see anything?"
"Hmph, what can he see? The rhythm of my blood is an adventure I had in my early years. Jiao Bingling cannot possibly know that this kid has heaven-level martial arts."
"But what should we do now? This kid has been rude to you. Now that he is taken away by Jiao Bingling, wouldn't he be even more arrogant? Moreover, with Jiao Bingling here, we can't do anything."
The elder named Sheng was obviously a little scared.
After all, Jiao Bingling is an extremely powerful person in the middle stage of the Great Sage. If they, the peak saints, want to impress someone under his nose, it is not easy to take action.
"Hmph, why are you panicking? I have my own solution."
The corners of the old man's mouth raised slightly. Although he failed to accept Qingyang as his disciple, he had long coveted heaven-level martial arts for a long time and would not give up easily.
And just in the distance, Qingyang turned his head and glanced at Li Sheng and Li Sheng who were whispering. He saw ill intentions in the eyes of these two people.
Then he smiled softly and said in a voice that only he could hear: "It's best not to mess with me! Otherwise, you will have to die and go to bed."