C898 white qilin

"Please rest assured Mr. Lee, I, White Qilin, am still able to endure hardships. In the past, when I was at my master's side, master's demands of me were the highest as well. Amongst all my fellow brothers, I was also able to accomplish my mission. This was the first time Li Tian had heard of the Young Master Bai's name. This name was indeed domineering, the qilin was the son of a dragon, and the President Bai gave his son such a name.

Li Tian had a lot of disciples in the cultivation world, and the majority of them had already become Li Tian's Emissaries. It could be said that their achievements were very big, and among those people, any one of them had very great potential, much stronger than the white Qilin. Right now, if the white Qilin wanted to become's disciple, it would have to depend on how strong you are.

"I can't drink this cup of wine for now, but I want to see how strong you are. If you can kneel here for two minutes, then we will have this cup of wine together." Li Tian said while laughing, and at the same time, he said the words master and disciple. The situation at the scene was a little strange, a man in his twenties was kneeling in front of someone who was not even 20 years old, and was even holding onto a wine cup, wanting to recognize this guy as his master. If they did not see it with their own eyes, they would not believe it.

Even though he was not very old, he knew way too many things. At the very least, from Liao Zhong's impression of Li Tian, he had never met anyone stronger than him, even those people with a big beard could not match up to him, but to be able to become Li Tian's disciple, meant that his luck was pretty good, and that you had stepped into the ranks of top experts. Do you know what Li Tian's true abilities were?

Of course, he was not so naive as to think that he would only need to kneel down for two minutes. These two minutes must have been extremely torturous two minutes, and after the White Qilin nodded, it immediately felt a huge pressure on its body, as if it was carrying a thousand kilogram sack. The White Qilin was somewhat unable to breathe, and this was the pressure that Li Tian was giving him.

The White Qilin could not even stand up, and the pressure today was truly inferior to that day. Although it had weakened a lot, the White Qilin's current strength was also insufficient. On that day, when the White Qilin was in its prime, the White Qilin was heavily injured.

Although the President Bai pitied his son, he knew that Li Tian was giving his a chance. If the White Qilin could not even endure past these two minutes, then there was no need to even mention taking Li Tian as its master, since no one would be willing to take him as their master. Every master wished for their disciple to have the ability to become a good disciple, because if he could not even persevere through this point, how could he become a good disciple in the future?

If your potential is great, but you don't have the willpower to practice, then experts wouldn't want this kind of disciple. Whether or not you can take hardships is very important, and if you can't persevere, then don't waste the master's disciple quota. Experts also need to train their own disciples, so they can't casually take in disciples, and now the white Qilin is facing the most important test in their lives.

At the side, Li Tian was still talking to President Bai, but President Bai did not listen to him at all, because he saw her son's body sway a little. At that time, her son's face was a little ugly, but he could still maintain his composure, and now, his entire body was swaying, two minutes was not a very long time, but why did President Bai feel as if he was sitting on pins and needles?

The White Qilin was currently holding on with extreme difficulty. He knew that the suffering one had to endure was extremely hard for one to bear, but the pressure that Li Tian was giving him was just too great. Right now, there was already a heavy burden of over 3000 jin on his shoulders, if not for this guy's perseverance, he would probably have collapsed by now.

He knew that there was no hope for him in the future, and his only hope lay with Li Tian. That day, after consuming the blue colored viscous liquid, he had felt that he was almost finished, and the elders of the Karakorum Clan had only come over to take a look, giving him a brief look, before they left. There was no chance for him to save Li Tian, and this person had become like a cripple in the future, only because of this point, he had even more hope for Li Tian.

He sucked a mouthful of blood into his mouth. There was still twenty seconds until two minutes were up, and in the eyes of an ordinary person, twenty seconds was equivalent to a few breaths of time. However, to the White Qilin, it was as if twenty years had passed.

The White Qilin was in a bit of a daze. This kind of gravity was definitely not something that the current him could endure, but Li Tian understood one thing. If he did not give this guy too much pressure, this guy would probably not be able to become an expert in the future.

He knew that Li Tian was not a reckless person, so he naturally knew that Li Tian was not punishing the White Qilin at this time. Instead, it was giving the White Qilin a chance, if he could not take it, how could he change his life? This son's spirit was about to crumble. It was only until Li Tian's appearance that he gained a new fighting spirit, and the only thing he could do in the future was to depend on Li Tian.