It was not until now that he realized that he should practice as early as possible. Once he passed the age, his potential for improvement would become smaller and smaller.
Unfortunately, it was too late to wake up now. He missed the best age for cultivation and was destined to never be able to enter the inner sect in this life, nor could he achieve too much success.
If God gives him another chance, even if he risked his life, even if he knew he would lose face, he would definitely try his best. Putting his heart in his heart, he thought he could also best understand Zhou Siqin and Yu Le'er's mood at this time.
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"Senior Brother Mu said it right. They did the wisest thing to do this. But with their strength, they didn't have any chance. After all, they were just a broken can." Hearing his words, the other disciples finally realized and looked at Zhou Siqin and several others.
The back of the person has a little more sympathy.
What situation should this be forced into and what kind of desperate situation, so that it will be so broken!
No one noticed that no matter Han Yangshu, Zhou Siqin, Lin Ye, and even Yu Le'er who was almost insignificant in their eyes, his expression was so confident and calm, and he was not at all embarrassed or embarrassed to give up.
Absolutely.
When everyone was talking about it and sympathizing with Han Yangshu and others, they had already arrived at the competition platform.
"I don't know how to live or die!" Swing sword snorted coldly.
He drove Han Yangshu and others out of the Holy Sword Peak, which was originally a sign of killing chickens and terrifying monkeys to establish their authority. The more the few people were, the greater the deterrence they were on others, and the more they could demonstrate him.
Who knew that the elders of the Technological Sect had the courage to come to participate in the selection of inner disciples? Isn’t that clear that they were going to fight him to the end?
At this time, the Swing Sword had never thought that it was not that Han Yangshu and others wanted to fight him to the end, but that he was too stubborn and did not leave any way out for others.
"Yang Shu, give up, you don't have a chance. As long as you speak, I can ask my third uncle to accept you as an inner disciple." Chang Yingrong was silent for a while, but still approached the competition platform and whispered to Han Yangshu.
The three assessments selected by the disciples of the Nanli Sect are actually quite risky, especially the final strength competition, which is even more eyeless. Han Yangshu delayed for more than a month, and his strength no longer has any advantage compared to other competitors.
, She never wanted Han Yangshu to have any accidents.
According to the sect rules, each elder has three inner disciples in his hands. Even if he is not qualified or has a newborn baby, he can directly enter the inner sect.
Of course, no one would waste it like this. These three places are usually left to the personal disciples or relatives and younger generations. One place is often used on her body, and the other is given to the personal disciples, with one left in her hand.
As long as Han Yangshu is willing, she will convince her third uncle to directly take Han Yangshu into the inner sect.
Han Yangshu looked at Chang Yingrong without saying anything, but just shook his head firmly.
"Han Yangshu, I know you have backbone and would rather give up than speak to me, but Siqin and Le'er, do you really want them to take risks with you?" Seeing that Han Yangshu still refuses to change his mind,
Chang Yingrong said angrily and anxiously.
She knew that Han Yangshu valued love the most, and that Zhou Siqin and Yu Le'er were his weaknesses, and only the two of them could make him change his mind.