After a day of competition, the first round of competition was finally over.
Just after the competition, people from the nearby families and sects stood up and looked at Zhuyu with a smile.
"Master, you really have a good disciple, he is really talented." The patriarch of the Qiandai family looked at Zhuyu with a smile, his eyes full of sarcasm.
As for that Meng Yan, what can others not see? Why can’t they?
For so many years, Ji Men has actually raised a genius to be disabled. It is really amazing.
But this genius himself didn't feel anything. He really thought he was very powerful and felt very proud in front of everyone.
Such a stupid thing, he turned out to be a disciple of the Extreme Sect, and will soon become the final disciple of the Extreme Sect.
It seems that he doesn't have to worry about the future of Jimen. If Meng Yan becomes a key figure in Jimen, something will definitely happen to Jimen in the future.
Zhuyu's expression froze, then he twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his eyes to stare at the person in front of him.
"Thank you very much for the praise, Chief Qiandai. Meng Yan still has a lot to learn. I think Chief Qiandai's eyesight is fine and he can see through it."
After the cold words fell, the expression of the patriarch of the Qianyo family froze.
When the people nearby heard this, they all laughed.
Isn’t the meaning of these words already obvious? Chief Qiandai, are you blind? Can’t you tell how Meng Yan is doing now?
Originally, the Chiyo family wanted to damage Taketama, so that Taketama would not turn around and general the whole army.
"That's natural." Chief Qiandai said coldly, twitching the corners of his mouth.
Taking a deep breath, he turned around and left without staying here any longer.
After watching him go away, Zhuyu withdrew his gaze and looked at the other masters of forces in front of him.
"The first round of the written test is over today, and tomorrow is the second round. Let's go back first." Although there will be fewer people in the second round of competition, there is probably no difference in time.
The number of people is small, but they are all relatively strong. Who knows how long they will last in this competition.
After hearing what Zhuyu said, the others naturally didn't have much to say, so they nodded and turned to leave.
Yin Zong looked at Zhuyu, but said nothing and strode away from here.
When Zhuyu saw Yin Zong's eyes, doubts arose in his heart.
What is his look like?
What is the emotion in those eyes?
"Go and call Meng Yan." Zhuyu looked at Meng Yan in the crowd and said coldly.
"Yes" the person next to me responded and walked over immediately.
"You, come to Master Feng Qing and tell me that I have something to ask for." He wanted to see what happened to Meng Yan.
Another person took a step forward, heard his words, clasped his hands in fists, responded and turned around to leave.
The competition was over, so everyone naturally dispersed. Luo Qingfeng had already left.
Among the people leaving, she found Jiuxie.
The two of them slowly approached, but no one's attention was on them now.
"What?" Jiuxie looked at her and asked in a low voice.
After looking around, she said, "Come over here sometime. I have something to tell you."
A chuckle rang out, and a low hoarse voice rang in his ears.
"Qing'er misses me"
The moment these words were spoken, Luo Qingfeng felt a numbness in her heart.
She looked up and gave him a roll of her eyes.
"Fuck you, I am"
"Lord Feng Qing"
Before she finished speaking, a voice came from behind.
Luo Qingfeng looked over in confusion, looking at the person approaching, she raised her eyebrows.