Who are you?" The voice of the silver-robed elder suddenly turned cold. In all these years of accepting disciples in Canghai Academy, this is the first time that someone dares to rush up and cause trouble.
Not life or death!
The silver-robed elder's face tightened. Zheng Feng, the purple-robed disciple who had been bribed by Zhao's father before, also frowned and scolded: "You are so brave. You dare to make trouble in the academy's recruitment of disciples. Get kicked out of me."
He unceremoniously ordered the white-robed disciples to take action.
A group of white-robed disciples rushed up like wolves and tigers, staring at Chu Yiyi and Yiliu with eager eyes.
"Wait a minute!" Chu Yiliu shouted loudly and said in a deep voice, "Are you taking this test for Canghai Academy's apprenticeship?"
"Not bad!" Zheng Feng said coldly, this is something that even blind people know.
"Can all disciples of the Glory Family come up?" Chu Yiliu asked again.
"That's right!" Zheng Feng said decisively, why does this kid ask questions knowingly?
"If this is the case, then I am standing here with all my strength, why do you want to knock me down?" Chu Liuliu said confidently and looked at everyone in Canghai Academy.
The silver-robed elder's eyes fell on him, he waved his robe, motioned for the disciples to retreat, and said in a deep voice: "So, you are also a descendant of the Glory family? Who are you?"
"Chu Yiliu, a direct descendant of the Chu family of the Honorable Family!" Chu Yiliu glanced at the entire audience, his gaze so glaring that Zhao Jun couldn't help but feel guilty, and cold sweat broke out from his back.
Father Zhao's expression in the audience became extremely stern, veins bulged in his clenched fists, and he wanted to rush forward and throw Chu Yiliu down.
"It's a joke. The Chu family has already given the quota to Junior Brother Zhao Jun, and he is also a low-level spiritual disciple. How can you, a child with a yellow mouth, just say so?" Zheng Feng took advantage of his short hands and naturally spoke for Zhao Jun.
"That's right." Zhao Jun suddenly felt confident. He walked over, pointed at Chu Yiyi and shouted: "Although you are the legitimate son of the Chu family, who doesn't know that you are an unlearned waste and how much shame the Chu family has suffered because of you?
What other reasons do you have to replace the Chu family, and what qualifications do you have to be worthy of becoming a glorious family!"
What?
A child from a dignified and glorious family is actually a waste.
Everyone around was whispering and pointing at Chu Yiliu.
"I think so. This guy probably doesn't see his servant's talent as being better than his own. He is being too selfish." Someone couldn't help scolding him.
"Yes, Mr. Chu, a man who stands up for his righteousness, how could he give birth to such a thing?" Someone looked at Chu Yiliu with disdain.
In the audience, Zhao's father also took the opportunity to scream: "Young Master Chu, our father and son have taken care of you for more than ten years. Instead of saying a word of gratitude, you framed me and my son? Jun'er's quota was promised by your father himself."
Anyway, there is no proof, so this old guy will naturally speak nonsense without any hesitation.
The scoldings directed at Chu Yiyili from all around grew louder, and the scoldings became increasingly unpleasant.
"Shut up!" Mo Ji couldn't help roaring, and the surrounding area became much quieter in an instant.
"You are so brave. This is the apprenticeship ceremony of Canghai Academy. How can we allow you to cause trouble?" Zheng Feng glared angrily and shouted sternly.
Chu Yiliu frowned and signaled Mo Ji to be quiet for a moment. He glanced at them lightly and said softly: "You say I'm a waste. Do you have any evidence?"
"Evidence?" Zhao Jun immediately sneered, pointed at Chu Yiliu's nose and cursed: "I had the sense of Qi when I was five years old. I cultivated Qi when I was six years old. Now I have reached the fourth level of Qi Condensation. Dare you ask what level Master Chu is?"
"The second level of Qi Condensation." Chu Yiliu said calmly.
"Haha, you enjoy countless tributes from the academy, but your cultivation is worse than that of a servant. What are you if you are not a waste?" Zheng Feng sneered unceremoniously.
Chu Yiliu looked at him with an idiot's eyes and said coldly: "How do you know that all the sect's offerings were eaten by me instead of being taken away by their father and son?"
There was a sudden noise all around.
Zhao's father suddenly roared hysterically: "That's nonsense. How dare we servants think of our master's property? Please let the elders of the Academy make a clear decision."
Suddenly he burst into tears and fell to his knees. There were people around him who were a little suspicious at first, but now they were sympathetic and felt pity for Father Zhao.
Chu Yiliu glanced at him coldly. If he hadn't seen through this old guy's hypocritical face, he would probably have been deceived by him.
"Chu Yiliu, since you are so conceited about your talent, why don't we have a fight and let everyone judge!" Zhao Jun jumped out, pointed at Chu Yiliu, and roared.
The father and son met each other, and their eyes were full of viciousness. Just now, they relied on their father's misfortune to directly deceive the master's cultivation resources.
"Yes, since the entry test is naturally more reliable than a single test." Everyone agreed.
The silver-robed elder also nodded in agreement.
There was a sneer on the corner of Zhao Jun's mouth, using his strength to teach Chu Yiliang a lesson, just like picking something out of a bag.
"Okay, since you are fighting, I will promise you." Chu Yiliu nodded.
Zhao Jun's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he laughed in his heart and said: Little beast, you asked for this.
Everyone moved out of the way, and Zhao Jun walked to the center of the field and glared at Chu Yiyi with contempt.
Roar...
Mo Ji roared and rushed to the stage.
"What does this mean?" Everyone was confused.
"It's probably because this kid is afraid of death and asked his scapegoat to come up." Someone said in a low voice. Immediately, everyone looked at Chu Yiyili with extremely disdainful eyes.
Zhao Jun's face moved slightly and he snorted coldly, "Since you are a big guy looking for death, I will teach you a lesson first and then deal with that kid!"
He moved, four strands of spiritual energy wrapped around his hands, and punched Mo Ji. In his opinion, Mo Ji was just a rough guy with some brute strength, and he didn't take it seriously at all.
Mo Ji moved and waited for Zhao Jun's punch.
"Isn't this big guy a fool?" Someone whispered, his tone full of contempt.
"I think he's probably a fool, otherwise he wouldn't be taken advantage of by this waste." One person glanced at Chu Yiyi with disdain.
A fool is a good match for a loser.
In the audience, Zhao's father's eyes were full of pride. Now that people's hearts are in the hands of their father and son, Chu Yiliu will definitely be ruined this time!
"Little beast, you brought this on yourself!" His vicious eyes fell on Chu Yiliu.
Chu Yiliu ignored it and stood calmly, watching the fight in the field.
Mo Ji moved, and the muscles all over his body were pulsating, like a powerful bull raising its ferocious horns. A fierce aura spread out.
Seeing this, the silver-robed elder who was originally dismissive couldn't help but sit up straight and muttered: "Body refiner."
His expression couldn't help but be a little surprised. He felt a good power from Mo Ji.
Zheng Feng, who was standing next to him, had a look of disdain on his face and sneered: "It turns out that he is a vulgar body refiner who knows all the tricks, but he dares to show off in front of the stage."
There was disdain in his eyes.
However, Mo Ji made a move.
A ferocious smile appeared on Zhao Jun's face, and he punched out with a fourth-level Qi Condensation, with a punch strength of more than 400 kilograms, which was enough to kill an iron-clad bull, let alone Mo Ji.
He seemed to have seen Moji's pain and struggle under his punch, and his cruel smile became even brighter.
As if there were traces of Qi energy flowing all over Mo Ji's body, he suddenly punched out, and the Qi Qi surged, forcing Zhao Jun to fall.
There was a clear crunching sound of fractures.
A cold smile appeared on Zheng Feng's face, and he sneered: "You brat, you are seeking your own death."
If a body practitioner dares to make an enemy of a qi practitioner, he is simply asking for death. No need to guess, you already know the result.
But unexpectedly, Zhao Jun suddenly let out a pig-killing scream, holding a broken arm, sweating profusely, and tears streaming down his face.
What?
Everyone present looked surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jun was defeated.
And he was defeated with one punch.
How can it be!
Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces, looking at the situation in disbelief.
"This kid must be the one who tricked me!" Zhao's father suddenly jumped on the stage and pointed at Chu Yiliu, roaring hysterically.
With tens of thousands of eyes watching, how could Chu Yiyi cheat?
"Are you confused?" Chu Yiliu said coldly, "Success or failure is already so obvious, why do you want to quibble?"
"That's not because you defeated Jun'er. What are you proud of?" Father Zhao roared sternly.
"Oh? So, you are sure that I will lose to this little beast." Chu Yiliu showed a joking look on his face, took a step forward, and said coldly.
Someone in the audience immediately sneered: "This kid has such a loud tone. He actually dares to insult a genius with earth-level spiritual veins like this. He must be severely punished."
"Shut up!" Chu Yiliu shouted sharply, looking directly at the people in the audience who interrupted. These guys don't know anything, so what qualifications do they have to point fingers.
"Earth-level spiritual veins, do you think they are strong?" Chu Yiliu sneered, "In my eyes, they are just rubbish."
He swept the whole place with contempt.
"What a strong tone." Zheng Feng took a step forward and glared at Chu Yiliu, "I want to see what your qualifications are."
Chu Yiliu chuckled lightly and stepped forward to take the spiritual pulse ball from a disciple's hand.
A mysterious aura submerged into the spiritual vein ball, and suddenly, a dazzling white light burst out from the spiritual vein ball, shining in everyone's eyes.
"The earth...the earth's veins are top grade!" Zheng Feng's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Chu Yiliu glanced at him and chuckled: "I forgot, the trash also includes you!"
As he spoke, the spiritual ball in his hand exploded.