Jin Wei sat blankly next to the throne of the Liuli Goddess, feeling the countless gazes coming from her, and almost cried out of dissatisfaction.
What's going on?
Of course she knew who Liuli God was, but why did she want to accept her as her apprentice?
Did brother arrange it?
Jin Wei could only think like this and sit there with her chest raised and her head raised as much as possible.
Although his expression was a bit stiff, he tried not to show any timidity and looked for his brother's shadow in the crowd.
"Don't worry, little one."
Liuli Shen's voice sounded from the bottom of Jin Wei's heart:
"I am the being with the highest status here. From now on, you will be my spokesperson here. Your brother's name is Qingshan, right? Just nod or shake your head. Your words will be over-interpreted by them."
Jin Wei nodded vigorously.
"Just sit here with peace of mind," Liuli Goddess turned her head slightly, with a smile in her eyes, "You are really watery, and the more I look at you, the more I like you."
Jin Wei blinked, not daring to say anything more, and just sat there honestly.
She soon saw a figure standing on the top of a tall building in the distance, and couldn't help but raise her hand and wave to that side.
In an instant, Tao Dao's eyes were like a savage beast, crawling to Wu Wan on the top of the building.
Wu Wan waved vigorously to Jin Wei, immediately lowered his head and walked back into the building, looking around warily, as if he were a thief.
This situation fell into the eyes of the God of War in the sky, making him smile from ear to ear. He felt that the breath he had been holding in his heart a few years ago was finally let out.
Kudos to Liuli!
At the high-rise building on the edge of the square, Wu Wan walked back to the third floor with light steps, and couldn't help but complain about the God of War in his heart.
Isn't this nonsense?
Jin Wei, a little girl who is inexperienced in the world, is put at the center of power in the Liuli Realm. Will she have to face all kinds of intrigues next?
Especially, if Jin Wei regains her memory and learns that she is actually Jingwei, what will she think about this matter?
Wu Wan raised his hand to rub his forehead, suddenly feeling a little anxious.
This happened really unexpectedly...
"Uncle Qingshan! Isn't that Xiao Wei? Did Master Liuli God choose Xiao Wei? Your sister has become Master God's disciple!"
Mo Feng ran over with a shocked look on his face, shouting loudly.
Suddenly, all eyes fell on Wu Huan's face like knives, and Wu Huan finally felt hostility and wariness among these young people.
Fu'er pulled Mo Feng and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, we are getting ready to go on stage."
Mo Feng glanced around and knew that he had made a mistake just now, but he was extremely excited at the moment and wished he could drag Wu Wan to ask for clarification. He was also a little worried that his rashness just now would cause Wu Wan trouble.
Wu Wan, however, was calm and composed, raised an eyebrow at Mo Feng, walked to the aisle with his hands behind his back, and waited for the sound of summons coming from below.
There were whispers everywhere, and some people tried to make friends, but they all gave up the idea inexplicably.
For the sake of purity, Wu Wang has shown his own strength.
After a moment, a cry came from below:
"The candidates for the day shift come out first and line up!"
Dozens of figures immediately turned over and jumped from the high-rise buildings. Most of them were as light as a swallow and lifted their weights with ease. Just a small detail revealed their martial arts cultivation and set an example for the young people behind them.
At this moment, two figures walked out of the crowd of people outside and walked directly in front of Wu Wan.
But it was Wang Mianjin and a gray-haired old woman.
"General Wang."
Wu Wan immediately raised his hand to say hello.
Wang Mianjin glanced at the group of young faces around him, with a friendly smile on his lips, and then turned his gaze to Wu Wan, saying warmly:
"Child, don't worry about Jin Wei, she was chosen by our respected Lord God and is already the most noble existence among the creatures in our Glazed Realm.
I have known about your brother and sister before, and I also know that she is your childhood sweetheart and not your biological sister.
You have to work harder later and perform well in front of Lord Liuli God. Whether your relationship with Jin Wei will work out in the future is up to Lord Liuli God! Hahaha!"
Wu Wan:......
To be honest, as long as the God of War and his twelve friends dare to put a stumbling block on his marriage, or touch him to give him a cold hair, they will create some bloody drama for him.
He will let the God of War know what the cruelty of the leader of Heavenly Dao is!
If you just create trouble for him, you won't be able to let him practice peacefully!
"Well," Wu Wan showed a slightly worried smile, "I will do my best not to embarrass Xiao Wei."
"Good job!"
Wang Mianjin patted Wu Wan's arm hard and said: "This is the elder of the Divine Sacrifice Dean and the chief of the sacrificial group. You should get to know him first. She will ask about Lord Jin Wei later."
Lord Jinwei...
Wu Wan nodded immediately.
The priest showed a kind smile, but secretly looked at Wu Wan.
For some reason, Wu Wan saw something about the selection of his mother's family in the old priest's eyes.
A cry came from below:
"The candidates for the ground class should line up in front of the building!"
"Go ahead," Wang Mianjin smiled gently, "Don't be nervous, show your strength and it will amaze Liulicheng!"
"Thank you, General Wang, for your encouragement."
Wu Wang bowed politely and smiled at the priest.
While other young people turned over and jumped to the bottom floor, he trotted down the stairs obediently, so he was placed slightly behind in the queue.
Mo Feng and Fu'er came over and stood beside Wu Juan, seeming to protect Wu Juan.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Wan's behavior at the moment was just to fit his identity at the moment - a young warrior.
He may be confused and a little uneasy;
The inevitable tension, the excitement of facing the huge crowds, and a little expectation for the future.
More than 300 people, arranged in a row of eight, began to move forward with the sound of a drum that shook the eardrums, and then walked into the sea of people.
There were endless cheers, young people's names were constantly shouted out by the crowd, petals and golden threads were flying in the air, and breezes blew in the clear sky.
"Aoyama!"
The familiar shouts really stunned Wu Wan.
When he raised his head, he saw Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing smiling brightly in the crowd and waving vigorously to Wu Wan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Behind them, there was a man wearing a robe and a beard, who was raising his eyebrows at Wu Wan.
This god of war is very nosy and quite cute.
Wu Wang grinned, waved to Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing, and then walked toward the ring with his head held high, a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.
Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing hugged each other, and when they saw Wu Wan and other young people boarding the ring in the middle of the square, they hugged each other even harder.
The former turned to look at the man behind him, only to find that the messenger of the God of War had disappeared.
Uncle Shan couldn't help but feel a little worried.
At this moment, the other party appeared in his courtyard a moment ago, saying that he was the messenger of the God of War, and asked them if they wanted to come here to watch the ceremony. Qingshan immediately took the stage.
The two agreed without much thought, and were then led into a portal. They opened the door and arrived here.
Problems arise.
How will they go back? In other words, how will they two hunters live in the big city? If they are squeezed away by the crowd later and cannot join Qingshan and the others, they will most likely be hungry.
this!
The envoy sent by Lord Martial God... is a bit of a trap!
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"Now let's move on to the first item of the big test, self-presentation!
Please all heroes according to your current ranking, come on stage in groups of eight, show your cultivation, and show off your style! Those who can get the promotion token can participate in the next big test!"
The powerful voice of the middle-aged male priest spread throughout the venue, and the crowds everywhere became quiet and stared at the young figures.
The so-called self-presentation actually has no fixed ‘routine’.
The first eight young people to take the stage were obviously at a disadvantage. They were so nervous that six of them just released their own cultivation auras and stuck there like nails.
There are two others who are more clever, or in other words, naturally love showing off.
A strong young man tore open his robe, revealing his beating chest muscles, and also made several young priestesses next to the stage bow their heads and gag.
Another thin girl thought carefully, took two steps forward, suddenly gave a soft drink, and performed a few punches.
When the eight people came off the stage, only the girl received a bronze medal with the word "Liu Li" engraved on it.
Of course, among these eight people, the one with the highest cultivation level is this girl, who is at the sixth level of the martial arts master realm.
An idle general shouted softly from the side: "Everyone, please move, don't be too stunned! Those below the sixth level of the martial arts realm should use more strength!"
Many young references kept nodding.
Next, groups of young people took the stage one after another.
The square also became quite lively, and everyone was watching with interest. In the area close to the ring, people were also arranged to sit on the spot, and vendors were shuttled around, selling some gadgets like melon seeds and cigarettes.
Although most people here are not martial artists, most people here are 'senior commentators on martial arts'.
At this moment, each of these young people was rated, saying that this was good, lively and energetic, laughing and talking about how good they were, and having a strong back and a strong back. It was really lively.
The prosperous scene in the human world touches the heart of the Emperor of Heaven.
Wu Wan quite enjoyed the atmosphere, and felt that everything in the Human Realm was good, but it was too depressing and lacked the "layman's guidance to the expert" spirit of the extraterrestrial beings.
After the young people had gone up for more than half of the time, everyone summarized the hard conditions for passing the first level.
It’s nothing more than age and realm:
[Those under the age of twenty can advance as long as they reach the fifth level of the martial arts realm; those around the age of thirty must reach the eighth or ninth level of the martial arts realm before they can continue to move down.]
Whenever a martial soul monk reveals his cultivation, bursts of cheers will be heard from everywhere.
Wu Wang counted carefully and found that there were more than 300 people here, but only about 20 martial soul warriors under the age of thirty.
The level set by the God of Martial Arts is 'Zheshi Soul Soul Emperor'. He has reached the realm of Martial Soul at a young age and has surpassed most warriors who cannot cross the stairs in their lifetime. Naturally, he can be called a genius.
Wu Huan thought for a while and determined that his cultivation level that would be revealed later would be at the first level of the Martial Soul Realm.
There was no way, Jin Wei had already gone to sit on it. If he kept keeping a low profile, my little sister would lose face.
——In fact, the real reason is that it is impossible to hide it now.
Liuli Shen's move directly pushed him and Xiaowei to the forefront.
Why is she like this?
It must be the God of War who is behind this! This is absolute!
Finally, it was the turn of the eight of them to take the stage. Mo Feng and Fu'er each took a deep breath, while Wu Wan calmly jumped onto the high platform to show off himself.
"elder brother!"
Jin Wei endured it for a long time and finally shouted out happily.
She stood up from her seat, waved to Wu Wan repeatedly, and shouted: "My brother is the strongest, my brother will win!"
The Glazed God on the side had a smile in his eyes, and the surrounding priests were also trying their best to endure it.
Wu Wang waved his hand in disgust, Jin Wei made a face and sat back down in her seat angrily.
"Show begins!"
Mo Feng said: "Uncle Qingshan, senior sister and I are here first!"
After the words fell, waves of wind surged around Mo Feng, his forehead showed a faint red light, and the power of his soul was quite clear.
"Second level of martial spirit realm!"
"This is City Lord Mo's beloved son. He is only twenty years old this year!"
"Hiss! This kid is so terrifying!"
Fu'er made a seal with both hands, her long hair fluttered behind her, and her body slowly hung in the air. Wu Wan couldn't help but be impressed by the exquisite spiritual power control in one hand.
She is at the ninth level of the Martial Master Realm, only half a step away from the Martial Soul Realm, and can already feel the light power of the soul emanating from her body.
The five young men traveling with their three disciples suddenly lost interest.
The pressure seemed to be on Wu Wang's side.
The corner of Wu Huan's mouth twitched slightly, and he took half a step forward as planned. He clenched his fist with his left hand and lightly punched the air beside him, but it caused a thunderous explosion.
At the same time, his own aura spread out.
"First level of martial soul realm!"
"This brother of the holy Lord Jinwei is only sixteen years old this year!"
"Sixteen-year-old martial arts realm! I have a biological mother on my forehead, and my three hundred years of martial arts practice have gone to my belly!"
"Hiss, this kid is actually terrifying..."
"Stop hissing, you've almost drained the air-conditioning here, I'm a big man now!"
The crowd roared again. Wu Wang stood there coolly in a black robe. He calmly withdrew his gesture, looked up at the throne of the gods in front of him, and saw the exquisite and gorgeous face of the Glazed God.
Wu Wan immediately lowered his head, but Liuli Shen's voice had already caught up with him.
"Others, let's go down. Give the sign to those who deserve it. Qingshan stays."
The entire square could hear a pin drop.
God spoke.
The tip of Mo Feng's voice trembled, and his delicate and handsome face showed a bit of worry, and he whispered: "Uncle Master?"
Wu Wang said: "Go down with Fu'er and don't talk."
"Yes," Mo Feng lowered his head and responded, but his senior sister grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the bottom of the ring.
"Keep your head up."
Liuli Shen spoke softly, his voice was ethereal and ethereal, and it contained power that was irresistible to all living beings.
Wu Wanlao raised his head obediently, his eyes were a little uneasy, his expression was slightly awkward, but he did not look directly at Liuli God's face.
Xiao Jinwei's voice suddenly sounded: "Teacher, what's wrong with my brother?"
Liuli Shen was a little surprised. She looked down at Jin Wei's nervous little face and couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.
Wu Wan:......
Take your claws away!
Liuli Shen smiled and said: "You are a teacher who shouts quickly enough. Why, are you nervous about him?"
"Yeah," Xiao Jinwei pursed her lips, not knowing what to say, so she could only nod timidly.
"You will be my disciple from now on."
Liuli Shen said softly, as if there were no other living beings around, only himself and this cute little guy.
She said deliberately: "From now on, he will be considered your subordinate and must follow your orders. As time goes by, you will see more outstanding men."
"But, what do those outstanding people have to do with me?"
Jin Wei asked rhetorically.
Liuli Shen was a little dumbfounded. He looked down at Jin Wei and felt that this little girl was so similar to him.
"It's nothing, the teacher said too much."
Liuli God reached out and took Jin Wei's little hand, then raised his head to look at Wu Wan, and said warmly: "Qingshan, I hope you will not let down my disciple, otherwise I will send down divine punishment."
Wu Wang said: "Yes."
"Go ahead."
Wu Wan turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly an old priest jumped out from the side, knelt down in front of the Liuli God, and said loudly:
"Dear God! Your disciples will be our leaders. How can we decide the future so easily?"
When someone steps forward, others immediately jump out one after another.
"Great God, we feel that your disciple does not have a mature mind at this time! Your servant is not questioning your choice, but just feels that she is too innocent."
"Please consider this matter carefully. We are all willing to do our best to assist your disciple and help her lead the countless creatures in our Glazed Realm to think about a brighter future.
But your disciple is so important, how can you..."
Wu Wang finally understood.
Good guy, these people have already started to target Xiaowei?
Believe it or not, he broke through to Emperor Wu on the spot and killed each one, giving Liuli Realm a big blood change.
Liuli Shen looked thoughtful and asked: "Qingshan, you may need to prove your strength to shut up these guys who covet Xiaowei's future power."
Those old people looked pale.
Wu Huan looked at Liuli God and felt that this goddess's character... was pretty good.
It's just that the control over the Liuli Realm is a bit low. These old priests who jumped out should be puppets controlled by the generals.
"How to prove it?" Wu Wang asked.
Liuli Shendao: "Today is this arena built for you. You can show your strength to your heart's content. As long as you are strong enough, everyone else will be your foil and embellishment.
Martial arts has no room for the weak, and this world is far crueler than you think.
Since they don't agree with you, then fight until they do. Since they don't agree with you, then use your strength to make them agree.
The God of War is watching you.
A warrior must learn to hide one's strength and bide one's time, but when it's time to show off one's self, one should do so freely and not be too coy."
The people around looked at each other.
Wu Wang closed his eyes and said nothing.
Jin Wei just wanted to speak, but was enveloped by a divine power. She sat there unable to move and could only worry.
‘It looks like something must be done in today’s fight.’
Wu Wang raised his head slightly and looked at the white cloud in the sky. He calmly unbuttoned his robe and flung the black robe to the side, revealing the shorts underneath.
He said: "I hope this is the last time that I will engage in this kind of meaningless fight in the Liuli Realm."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of those priests and generals became even more ugly.
Is this something you can say casually?
Isn’t this an insinuation of God?
The smile on the corner of Liuli Shen's mouth became even richer, he gently raised his hand and said calmly:
"In this case, the arena competition starts early, and the assessment content is changed to: If you can gain my appreciation during the confrontation with the warrior Qingshan, you can enter the martial arts class I opened. There is no limit to the number of places.
Whoever can defeat him, I will reward him with a god's weapon and enter the underground class directly."
The group of young warriors were immediately eager to give it a try.