While Ling Shaotian and Ling Feiran were talking to them, they came to Wanjun City, one of the towns affiliated to Wanyan Sect. This Wanjun City is also the place where the disciples of Wanyan Sect were selected this time.

In Wanjun Tower,

"How confident are you to select disciples of Wanyan Sect this time?"

"Originally, only 50%, but with the tattooing technique taught by my master, I am very confident that I will win the first place in the selection of disciples this time." Ling Feiran's eyes surged.

Perhaps the tone of the following sentence "Go to No. 1" was relatively large, which instantly attracted some gazes.

"Oh, this is not our world-ridden demon king?" A sneer came, and a boy wearing gorgeous clothes came.

"Yu Wuque!" Ling Feiran said coldly.

This Yu Wuque is the first dark horse selected by Wanyan Sect this time. The Yu Shengtang mentioned earlier came from the Yu family. Because of the emergence of such a saint, the status and reputation of the Yu family have become higher.

"The first selection of disciples of Wanyan Sect this time is my eldest brother Wuque!" said a Yu Wuque flattering sperm.

Whispers are everywhere,

"It turned out to be Yu family Yu Wuque!"

"I heard that the reward for the first place in the disciple selection this time can be directly worshipped under the Jade Holy Hall."

"Wouldn't that be a semi-saint!"

Yes! So what about the half-saint disciple? My son is the half-saint son, Ling Shaotian said in his heart.

"Don't forget that this time the disciple selection cannot use the Wanyan Sect's tattooing technique." Ling Feiran said, obviously this rule is not only for him, but also for Yu Wuque.

"Under the tattooing technique of my Yu family, it will be your biggest

Defeated." Yu Wuque said.

"Ling Feiran, see you on the court!" After saying that, Yu Wuque bid farewell to Ling Feiran.

"Brother Wuque, why are you so polite to him?"

"The one around him is not simple, so it is not advisable to make enemies before the game." Yu Wuque said.

...

"He is also your enemy?" Ling Shaotian said curiously.

"It's not considered, it's just a competitor." Ling Feiran explained.

"My enemy is them." Ling Feiran pointed to another wave of teams coming in from a distance.

"The dark horse of the three great masters of Wanjun City." Someone exclaimed.

"Jia family, Jia Tao."

"Hao family, Hao Wei."

"Ren family, Ren Xing."

Have you offended these three masters? Ling Shaotian expressed this sentence with an exaggerated expression. After all, the strength of these three masters is not inferior to the eight major families in the Divine Pattern Continent.

"That Jia Tao is a person who bullies the good and is afraid of evil; as for Hao Wei, he is hungry ghost in lust; and Ren Xing is good at making excuses and making mistakes, and the three of them are fake (Jia) and good (Hao) people (Ren)."

"It's true!" Ling Shaotian said.

Then the team led by these three dark horses also saw their old enemy, Ling Feiran, but instead of coming to sarcastically, they gave some hostile gestures, such as raising their middle fingers, wiping their necks, etc.

"I will let them know that the clown is themselves," Ling Feiran said without fear.

"Don't worry, in the remaining time, I will give you my best advice and ensure that you make a big splash in this selection of disciples." Ling Shaotian said in a voice transmission.

"Disciple thanked Master!"

Soon, the day before the selection,

On this day, Ling Feiran also fell to the ground exhausted under Ling Shaotian's devilish training.

During this period, in addition to guiding Ling Feiran, Ling Shaotian also gave him the Xinsheng Ten Fist Sword. After all, the Xinsheng Ten Fist Sword can no longer keep up with his strength, and as long as he wants, he can practice the Ten Fist Sword at any time.

"Master, why are you so kind to me?" Ling Feiran asked suddenly.

"Because you are very similar to someone I know." Ling Shaotian said tactfully, you can't say that you are my son, right?

"Senior's son?" Ling Feiran said boldly in his thoughts.

"Yes!" Ling Shaotian nodded truthfully.

"Senior's son, I want to meet him." Ling Feiran said expectantly.

"There will be such a day." Ling Shaotian looked up at the sky at 45 degrees and said.

"Shanshan, I believe that the time for us to reunite is not far away." Ling Shaotian said in his heart.

The next day, Wanjun City was shrouded in a bustling sound.

Due to his identity, Ling Shaotian did not accompany Ling Feiran to enter the venue, and chose to hide in the audience to watch.

call out!

At this moment, a majestic figure came, and wherever it went, the jade clouds filled the sky, as if it was auspicious!

When he showed his figure, his respectful voice soared into the sky!

"Meet Lord Jade Holy Hall!"

"He is the Jade Saint Hall!" Ling Shaotian looked at the handsome face in front of him, and there was an old Wang next door who had no idea whether it was a mole or a mark between his eyebrows. He was full of vigilance and said.
Chapter completed!