Everyone who can appear in this square is not stupid, although everyone here is a candidate, which sounds very new.
But in the place where they originally lived, which one of these people was not a prominent figure? How could they not have such discernment to get involved in the matter between Dewey and Han Xiu?
Who dares to join in the terrifying strength of Dewey who can defeat Han Xiu in the Dayan realm with just one palm?
Moreover, Han Xiu is obviously not a good person. Most of the students in the room have expressed support for me just now. They have already chosen their position, so naturally they will not speak for him.
Especially now that Han Xiu has woken up, it is undoubtedly a very unwise behavior to lie to his face to throw dirty water on him.
After all, no one is sure of Dewey's temper, and no one can really become his confidant, and his inscrutability shocks everyone. If you really support him, you may not be able to get his protection.
Therefore, everyone was silent and stood there quietly, so that neither party could offend.
"Junior brother, look, everyone is silent, which proves that what you just said is completely false! How can a new candidate lie?"
"Think carefully, did you, junior brother, suddenly fall ill and have hallucinations in your trance?" Dewey asked seriously, directly blocking Han Xiu's question.
"And...junior brother, what is your cultivation level? You are an out-and-out monk in the Dayan realm! Before senior brother came, the strongest person in this game was only in the Taichu realm. How could anyone hurt you?
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Dewey's words made Han Xiu blush, especially the last rhetorical question, which was the finishing touch, putting Han Xiu in a rather embarrassing dilemma whether he agreed or disagreed.
But we still underestimated Dewey's ability.
After noticing the change in Han Xiu's expression, Dewey pretended to be surprised and said: "Junior brother, are you really being repaired by a young monk from the Taichu realm? This is a hard thing to talk about!"
"How do you say that the Dayan monk who was trained by our Qitian Academy after spending a lot of resources was really beaten up by the Taichu monk who was a whole lower realm? What will outsiders think of our academy if they find out about this?"
Dewey's questioning made Han Xiu speechless, and he felt even more ashamed. He looked at me with a look in his eyes, as if he had a knife hidden in his eyes, and he wanted to split me in half.
However, Dewey still had no intention of letting him go. He only heard him continue: "Ah, junior brother, what's wrong with your expression? Do you want to take another sip of the fairy wine?"
"If you don't want to drink, don't drink. Don't look at me like that, senior brother!"
"Junior brother, you couldn't be... beaten by an innate master, right? It's true, how can I explain to the dean!"
"In recent years, the number of people in your lineage has been declining, so this time the dean has given your lineage a special opportunity to invigilate the examination. I hope you can select outstanding talents from these disciples to make up for it."
"But you were beaten by an innate master. There is no way to convince the public! How can I rest assured if I hand them over to you, senior brother?"
"If one day Senior Brother is not with you, what will you do if you let these little guys repair it?"
Dewey spoke with sincerity, just like an old mother caring about her children. People who don't know the truth will really be deceived by him.
"But...but..."
Han Xiu was already at a loss due to Dewey's successive "concerns", but she was not angry and still tried to make a final defense.
But Dewey suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world. He pointed at the unconscious Pu Lao not far away and was astonished.
"There are quite a few people who fainted today. This candidate is also feeling unwell. It seems that he and Junior Brother Han Xiu are quite compatible!"
"Senior brother has made the decision for this person. How about letting him join his sect directly?"
Without waiting for Han Xiu to reply, Dewey saw a divine light shooting out from between his eyes, covering Pu Di directly.
What happened next was a miraculous scene. Pu Lao's injuries all over his body improved in an instant, and his whole body was restored to its best state.
He tried to look for me as soon as he woke up, but he was grabbed by an invisible force and thrown directly behind Han Xiu.
It was only at this moment that Pu Lao noticed that the situation in the square had undergone earth-shaking changes, especially when there were two powerful monks standing next to him with auras as deep as abyss and unfathomable cultivation. They did not dare to speak and just stared blankly.
He stood there blankly, like a good baby.
"Junior brother, look, this disciple is very good! Moreover, he has been in a coma just now and has no idea what happened to you. What's most wonderful!"
"Senior brother, I think all this is God's will! He is simply the chosen one given to you by God!"
Dewey praised Han Xiu repeatedly, completely ignoring Han Xiu's livid face.
He glared at Pu Lao and yelled, "Why are you so short-sighted, you little fat guy? I see your master is here and you still don't pay me respects!"
Park Lao, who was already confused, became more and more frightened at this moment. After being scolded by Dewey, his legs softened and he bowed to Han Xiu.
"Master, please accept my disciple's bow!" After saying this, he kowtowed nine times in succession without getting up. He just knelt on the ground and looked at Han Xiu expectantly.
During this process, I noticed that Han Xiu once again tried to escape from Dewey's iron grip. It was obvious that his efforts were in vain again.
He could only reluctantly let Pu Lao go through the entire process of becoming a disciple without even being able to stop him. His whole face looked as uncomfortable as a dead child.
Seeing Pu Lao's expectant expression at this moment, how could he not understand?
The matter was a foregone conclusion. He could only sigh helplessly, took out a roll of toilet paper from his long sleeve and handed it to Pu Lao, and warned: "This is the core skill of our lineage. It can be practiced to a high and deep level."
If you can catch the stars and the moon, you can control the soul and drive away ghosts, so you can practice well!"
After tying up the toilet paper, Pu Bo thanked us happily and stood directly behind Han Xiu, looking at us provocatively with a proud look.
Yes, not just me, but everyone present at this moment!
That expression seemed to say that he had already become an official disciple of Qitian Academy and had a definite identity, while our future was still unknown.
The IQ of the people in this group really makes people worry about them!
In fact, no one really takes them seriously, but the more you don't pay attention to them, the more they will jump around, which will make you sick.
Fortunately, at this moment, everyone chose to ignore him tacitly. Everyone's attention was attracted by the confrontation between Dewey and Han Xiu, and they completely ignored Park Hyo, the clown. (To be continued)