Chapter 84

"What's your skill? Hum, you're great!" Zhang Ming said. "Count the disciples who are still in the field carefully and see what you find."

Leng Zuoxin counted for a long time and only counted 182 disciples. As for neither of his two original disciples, he was eliminated long ago. In addition, he was stunned that he didn't find anything unusual.

Not only him, but also the other leaders who followed the sound didn't find it.

Only Zhao Xiong, who was far away, suddenly shouted, "eh? My four little tiger disciples are still here. It's strange."

Zhang Mingxin glanced at him and said, "of the 182 disciples present, 34 are from the immortal training class."

"Not much." Leng left heart was a little unconvinced.

Zhang Mingxin snorted, "not much? There are more than 600 disciples participating in the competition and 41 disciples in the immortal cultivation guidance class. The seven people who were eliminated met all the opponents of the immortal cultivation guidance class."

Just woke up, my brain is still a little confused. Leng Zuoxin and other leaders turned their eyes to the middle of the field. Before the game, Mo Santan sent each leader a list of competition disciples. Compared with the list, they found that the results were really as Zhang Mingxin said.

Cold left heart Leng said: "isn't the fairy training class a crooked wild fox Zen?"

Zhang Ming said, "Lu Wuyi may not be a good thing, but the disciples he trained are really good."

Until now, Leng Zuoxin remembered that when the first students of the cultivation guidance class graduated a few months ago, when all sects looked down on them, Yanxia cave suddenly accepted more than 20 people.

Is it true that there is a secret in the immortal cultivation tutorial class? Leng left a big question mark on his head, indicating that he was very suspicious.

Gong Rujing, who had closed his eyes for a long time, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Mingxin in confusion. It is reasonable to say that Lu Wuyi and Zhang Mingxin's Liangzi are a little big, not to mention Lu Wuyi killed Zhang Mingxin's nephew. How could Zhang Mingxin advertise Lu Wuyi's immortal training class? Did he change his sex?

Oh, by the way, Zhang Mingxin doesn't seem to know that Zhang Xingzhi is dead. Forget it. Wait until he finds out.

After being reminded by Zhang Mingxin, all the leaders lost their sleep and all focused on looking at the game field. Soon they found out that almost all competitions with disciples of the immortal cultivation guidance class were one-sided.

Zhao Xiong and others are not too excited. After all, they have known the performance of these disciples for months.

On the contrary, the leaders of several middle schools came to inquire and asked, "leader Zhao, I heard that you four little tigers have recruited a lot of students in the cultivation guidance class. Tell us about the situation?"

Zhao Xiong said with a smile, "it's only meaningful and unspeakable. Lu Wuyi said that the students of the second session will graduate in a few days. If you are free, you can go and have a look."

"Oh? Really? Then we should get rid of leader Zhao and introduce me."

"Obedience is better than respect. After the regional league tournament, I will go to Sifang city. Then I will wait for your leaders in Sifang city."

"Thank you, master Zhao."

Under the attention of all leaders, the regional league ended without suspense. Not to mention winning the championship, even the top ten were all taken over by the immortal cultivation guidance class.

Lu xingpiao looked coldly in the air and stopped paying attention to the results. The purpose of his trip has been achieved. There is no need to stay here.

According to the process, Mo Santan has to go to the front desk to hold the award ceremony.

Zhang Mingxin suddenly got up and said, "this regional league is to communicate the feelings of all major sects and make everyone work together for a better tomorrow in the original area. After a few days, I really feel the warm communication between the leaders. But I feel that there is a bit of a fly in the ointment."

Mo sighed back and said, "elder Zhang, what advice do you have?"

Zhang Ming said: "everyone's feelings are warming up, but as a competition, it's a little too stingy. The new disciples, whether their cultivation or combat skills, are too low to satisfy everyone's eyes."

"What does elder Zhang think?"

"It's better to set up two more challenges." Zhang Mingxin glanced at the cold left heart, "we can't just exchange feelings without solving contradictions. In my opinion, it's better to let conflicting sects challenge each other, and then expose it from now on. We can't have the best of both worlds?"

Mo sighed hesitantly and said, "isn't that good?"

Gong Rujing, who was sleeping, suddenly got up and said, "just as elder Zhang said."

Mo Santan had no choice but to compromise: "there is resentment and revenge, there is revenge and revenge. Everyone can challenge each other at will, but from now on, we should put their gratitude and resentment aside and don't mention it again. Remember the key points in the challenge process, and the schools willing to sign up can start." who told Mo Santan that his generation is one generation shorter than Gong Rujing?

The field is elegant and quiet, and the needle dropping can be heard. No one expected that there would be a sudden turning point. The leaders didn't bring the good fighters. As a sect gate, it's always hard for them to roll their arms and end up in person, isn't it?

Zhang Mingxin looked at Leng Zuoxin. Leng Zuoxin looked at the elders behind him. Finally, one of them couldn't stand it. He threw his sword and said, "I, Ma Sanjia, an elder of the original punishment hall, specially asked the leader of the immortal cultivation guidance class... Er, elder... Er, this..."

Half way through, Ma Sanjia suddenly found that he didn't know what to call Lu Xing.

Li said with a sneer: "this is Lu Wuyi, the disciple of Lingxi peak Keqing, the principal of the immortal cultivation guidance class."

Lu Xing glared at him and whispered, "your boy is specialized in dismantling my platform, isn't he?"

Ma Sanjia still couldn't remember a long list of names. Fortunately, he shouted directly: "Lu Wuyi, dare to accept the challenge?"

"Ma Sanjia, dare you!" the four little tiger leaders led by Zhao Xiong all got up and drew their swords at each other. Small sects also have the advantages of small sects. You can do whatever you like.

Ma Sanjia said, "I'll follow the rules in the competition led by the two sects. Why don't you dare? Get out of the way and ask Lu Wuyi to answer."

Lu Xing opened his sleeve and asked, "your name is Ma Sanjia?"

Zhao Xiong hurried to: "brother Lu, don't pay attention to him. Both sides should agree to the challenge. As long as you don't fight, he has nothing to do."

The leaders of other sects looked at Ma Sanjia and Leng Zuoxin and thought that the young man's future would almost end today. Whether Lu Xing fights or not, he will come to no good end. If you lose, you will be disabled if you don't die; If we don't fight, it's estimated that in the future, the immortal training class will take a detour when it sees the two original sects, and its life is almost at the end.

It's said that Lu Xing offended Zhang Mingxin. It seems true.

Mo Santan is the most relaxed. He knows Lu Xing's ability and doesn't have to worry about him at all.

When the crowd raised their eyes, Lu Xing slowly rolled up his sleeves and said softly, "I'm the principal of the immortal training class. You're just the elders of the two original sects. I'm not equal to you. Go back and ask your head to challenge me."

"Chi!" Mo sighed. Unexpectedly, Lu Xing had such an excuse to refuse. He really thought Lu Xing was going to end just now.