This result is both unexpected and reasonable.

The elders couldn't help but sigh that it was great to be young, and they could dare to love and hate, be free and face the enemy without fear.

Sima Jun sneered and gritted his teeth and said, "It's great. Please cooperate more in the future."

This sentence is filled with unconcealed provocation.

Tian Tian ignored it and walked back to the queue.

Almost at the same time, Yan Mo stepped out and came to the center of the battle platform, with a calm smile on his face, which was quite unique in style.

The examiner said: "According to the rules, the top three enjoy privileges and can temporarily modify their volunteers, so there is no need to read Yan Mo's volunteers. Please speak in turn and show your sincerity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Mo immediately spoke without giving any opportunity to speak. "I respect you seniors and don't want to waste your energy. I believe you know that I have a clear goal."

When the representatives heard this, they nodded with relief and were satisfied with the humility and honesty he showed. Indeed, Yan Mo's goal was self-evident, to inherit the mantle of the Yan family and become a great scholar of the generation.

Just Confucianism is needed to express its opinions, and it is meaningless and futile for others to put down their posture and strive for it.

The old Confucian scholar had already received instructions and said kindly: "It is rare that the Yan family's nephew is willing to come to the school. How can we not welcome it?"

Yan Hui's descendants studied behind closed doors, did not care about the world, and would never interfere with the struggle between the two schools of Mencius and Xunxun. This time, Yan Mo entered the academy and was truly a world-wide member, so he could no longer remain neutral. As the Meng family, the old Confucian scholar would certainly open his arms and win over Yan Mo.

In this way, only the two of them have not yet confirmed their belongings.

They are also the most important two.

Yang Zheng, and Yang Xuan, who has the most hope of defeating him.

Yang Xuan walked out slowly, without saying anything, his expression was still dull, his empty eyes staring at the ground ahead, and he didn't even look at Lu Peng.

If it were another occasion, countless people would definitely be ridiculed as a fool. However, after the competition just now, no one dared to underestimate him, and he regarded his dullness as a kind of wise and stupidity, or humility.

The origin of this young man is the same as his expression, which is unpredictable.

At this moment, all schools must have wanted to accept him, and it is no longer meaningful to say whether he wants to do so. The old man from the Legalists coughed dryly, rarely put away his indifferent expression, and showed an approachable tone.

"My senior brother Shenzi is not in the school. Let's do this. I will take the initiative and accept your disciple for him. When he comes back, you will become a disciple and follow him to practice. How about it?"

Shenzi, whose real name is Shendao, is the most famous leader of the Legalist school and the strongest person in the Legalist school in the world. Being able to become his disciples is the highest treatment that the disciples of the Legalist school can enjoy, and it is a great opportunity.

The old man spoke first, setting a very high tone for each family. The Legal giant personally accepted disciples, and unless other factions gave up the competition, if they wanted to overcome this condition, they would at least have to accept disciples.

The audience in the audience was shocked.

Including the winter test year involving the dispute over priesthood, the highest specifications in previous years are almost never happening. However, this year, it was used on the second place as soon as it started.

The final leader showed his trump card before he even made the stage. What kind of competition will be like when it’s Yang Zheng’s turn?

The audience could no longer imagine.

On the Yin-Yang Family, the representative was not willing to be outdone and said, "I have sent someone to ask Senior Mu Chenzi for instructions. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be willing to accept his friend as his disciple. You don't need to wait long, you can become a disciple after the winter test!"

The Mu Chenzi mentioned by this person is the highest leader in charge of Yin and Yang family affairs in the school. He does not use the leader of his family as bargaining chips like the Legalists, because his ancestor Zou Yan is strange in nature and will not accept disciples at will.

Zou Yanzun is a great master, and his weight is much heavier than the Seiko of the Legalist. Unless he speaks himself, no one dares to promise him. This means that Yang Xuan has a limit on the treatment he receives, and it is not as favored by the saints.

Sure enough, the attitudes of the remaining families were similar, and they were recruited by strong people of the same level with similar cultivation levels as Mu Chenzi.

But there are exceptions.

When it was Taoist's turn to express his opinion, before Elder Gaoming spoke, a thick voice suddenly came from the void, echoing in the martial arts field, causing everyone's heart to tremble.

"The Taoist Sect in the World is a family. Young Master Yang Xuan practiced two true scriptures, and his foundation was undoubtedly from Taoism. I just witnessed your performance and was quite satisfied. I want to accept you as my direct disciple. What do you think?"

Hearing this, all the Taoist disciples present bowed and shouted respectfully: "Greetings to the true master of Zhangdao!"

It was Zhangdao Huanyuan who spoke in person.

He is a disciple of the Taoist ancestor Laozi. He has a very high seniority and has eleven realms of cultivation. Although he has not entered the top ten in the world, he is also a well-deserved master.

He personally promised to accept disciples, which was the highest preferential treatment that hundreds of schools in the academy could give. Unless Xun Sheng also spoke, no one could suppress him in this Jixia Academy.

At this moment, Huanyuan had left the palace and returned to the school.

The reason why he was willing to accept Yang Xuan as his disciple was not only moved by Yang Xuan's talent, but more importantly, he wanted Yang Zheng to realize that the Taoist sect did not have to accept Yang Zheng. As long as he carefully cultivated Yang Xuan, he could still win the position of sacrificial wine.

In this case, the Taoist will not lose his temper later on, making others think that he has received Yang Xuan and no longer needs to please Yang Zheng.

To put it bluntly, it’s just two words, face.

Yang Xuan stood there blankly, from beginning to end, without any emotional turmoil. Even when he heard the words of the ancestor Huanyuan, he did not show any strange expression, but just looked up at the sky, as if he was looking at Huanyuan across the air.

Before leaving this time, his teacher, who had made complete plans, told him that Huanyuan would personally accept disciples. The teacher's hexagram was never accurate. He believed it without doubt, so how could he be surprised or surprised?

"Huanyuan spoke, everything went smoothly here, and it was considered to be a completion of the task. I don't know if there was any accident on my senior brother..."

What he was thinking about was Liao's safety.

Guiguzi has a perverse temperament and is moody, and is known as a half-god and half-ghost. When he is with such a big man, the degree of danger can be imagined.

In the void, Huanyuan's voice sounded again, sounding amiable, "Little guy, stop being idle again. Haven't you practiced two true scriptures? I can pass on the "Tongxuan true scriptures" to you again and cultivate you into the Taoist first person in the future."

As for Yang Zheng, he had to respect the king's orders and would become a second person at most.

When Yang Xuan heard this, he blinked and did not immediately respond. Instead, he used divine thoughts to transmit voice to Yang Zheng behind him, saying, "Do you still remember what I said just now? Our enemies are the same."

Yang Zheng was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, this wooden stake had the intention to chat with him, and said secretly: "What do you mean? If you mean Taoism, would you want to reject Huanyuan Zhenren?"

He was a little confused.

Yang Xuan replied: "There are four true scriptures in Taoism. Two of them I have never practiced are in Jixia Academy. This is why I came here. So, I will not reject him, I hope you can understand."

Yang Zheng smiled silently, "Is this an explanation to me?"

Yang Xuan said: "That's right, don't get me wrong. I don't want to be an enemy with you, nor do I really submit to Taoism. In the future, I hope you can treat me as a friend rather than an enemy."

This statement is a bit weird, and it sounds like a dialogue between a couple.

Yang Zheng felt uncomfortable and urged: "Okay, don't be a mother-in-law. If you want to become a disciple, just agree. What's the point of saying so much to me?"

He vaguely understood that the person behind Yang Xuan seemed to want to make friends with him, at least he was unwilling to make enemies. Whether it was Liao's sword gift or Yang Xuan's attitude, it was enough to prove this.

Yang Xuan then spoke, looked at the sky at forty-five degrees, and said stiffly: "Okay, I'll worship you as my teacher."

His tone seemed to be reluctant to make it difficult, but everyone was used to his strange character and didn't find it strange.
Chapter completed!