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Within the Void Sword Sect, more and more people came to the first round. They heard that there were already two super vicious people in the outer sect.

Even though they hadn't formally entered the sect, they had already obtained several thousand contribution points. Many outer sect elders had probably not gained more than half of the points obtained by these two ruthless men.

Nan Chen moved very slowly, as if the four storage bags weighed over ten thousand pounds, which made it difficult for him to carry them. Many people had been waiting for a long time, but Nan Chen still hadn't poured out the contents of the first storage bag.

He could not help but feel anxious. He wanted to rush forward and snatch Nan Chen's storage bag, helping him pour out all the contribution points token in his storage bag. Unfortunately, they did not dare to do so.

The purple-clothed elder also began to feel a little impatient. He couldn't help but look at the smiling fatty in front of him and grabbed onto his storage pouch, wanting to snatch it away. He quickly ordered this fatty to stop his exaggerated actions.

"Elder, this is your mistake. I, Fatty, am too fat, so I have to be slow. You can't take away this moment of glory, right?" Nan Chen put away all the storage bags in front of him and took a step back as he spoke with a smile.

Almost everyone present wanted to beat this damn fatty to death after these words were said. What else was there to say? His own movements were slow, and some outer court disciples weren't even able to clearly see how he moved. The fatty had already taken a big step back.

Mu Lingfeng looked at the fatty's exaggerated actions and gritted his teeth in anger. At this moment, he was even thinking if the fatty was here just to draw the enmity between the two of them, so why was it that people wanted to beat him up?

Fortunately, after this period of time, Nan Chen seemed to know that he shouldn't overdo it himself. He quickly walked over, grabbed two storage bags with one hand, and poured out the contribution points tokens with a loud 'hualala' sound.

The outer sect disciples had originally wanted to teach the fatty, Nan Chen, a lesson after the end of the competition, but the thought had been completely thrown away in their minds. How could he be a simple person to obtain so many contribution points?

With that kind of speed, who would dare to beat him up? They all shook their heads and sighed: "Motherf * cker, what kind of world is this? A dead fatty is already this powerful? How come my old disciple is still so weak?!"

The purple-clothed elder's name was Hu Hang, and he was an elder only for the sect. As long as there was no problem with his character or character, he would take any genius that appeared in the sect very seriously.

He might not be happy about what the fatty did just now, but since Nan Chen was a genius level disciple, he would usually turn a blind eye to these disciples.

He smiled at the fatty and started to count the contribution points token on the table.

Just like Cheng Yu's green token, there were 1500 tokens. However, the green token was 100 more than Cheng Yu's. As for the most precious red token, it had already reached the price of 21 tokens.

They had only prepared a mere 100 red contribution points, but Nan Chen alone had more than a fifth of them.

Suddenly, he said, "Little Fatty, are you willing to take me as your master? If you become my personal disciple, I can provide you with the greatest help in this sect!"

The purple-clothed elder Hu Hang looked at Nan Chen with fiery eyes, waiting for his answer.

Mu Lingfeng was a little jealous now. Who was this Nan Chen? How could he have such good luck? He also wanted to rush over and immediately show his harvest.

After a thorough examination and recording of the results, Elder Hu Hang actually wanted to accept Fatty as his disciple. This completely ignited the surrounding atmosphere. All the new and old disciples looked at Fatty Nan Chen with jealousy.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were sure that there was a purple-clothed elder here, they would have already rushed down to fight against Nanchen.

After all, who was Hu Hang? He was said to be one of the top three inner court elders in terms of fighting strength, and he was also extremely protective of his own weakness.

"Brother, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming or if I'm hallucinating!"

Although the person beside him did not know who the speaker was, it still prevented him from helping others with such a small "favor".

He placed two fingers on the arm of the person beside him and twisted it with all his might, even bringing a bit of elemental energy into it.

"Awoo!"

A voice that sounded like a wolf's howl appeared around Stage One, attracting the attention of all the disciples.

Before Hu Hang could even hear Nanchen's reply, he was already frightened by Wolf's howl. He turned his head and shouted angrily, "All of you, shut up! Whoever makes a sound, I'll kill him!"

At that instant, he did not appear like an elder. Rather, he was a villain who was currently listening to the most beautiful sounds. In the end, there was a loud noise that was unable to contain the anger in his heart.

"Thank you for your kind intentions, Elder Hu Hang. I appreciate your kindness, but I have no choice but to speak of the difficulties Nan Chen has, so I cannot acknowledge Elder Hu as my master. Please forgive me!"

Perhaps Nan Chen had thought about something, but he suddenly said it in front of Hu Hang, causing the angry Hu Hang to be completely dumbstruck.

After a few breaths of time, Hu Hang seemed to have returned to his senses, he patted Nan Chen's shoulder and smiled, "It's fine, I think so too. You youngsters nowadays have thoughts, and it's indeed a bit bad that I said it so abruptly. It's alright, my gate is always open for you. Okay, you can leave. Next!"

There was a hint of vicissitudes in his voice. It was as if this was a lonely old man. Regardless of his great power and cultivation, he still had to live on by himself in the end.

A personal disciple was not that simple. They were the successors of a lifetime, but they were more like a father and son than a son.

Nan Chen left and stood by the side of Fairy Chi Yan and Cheng Yu. He was one of the four big shots of the outer sect new disciples after all. How could he stand together with an ordinary new disciple?

Out of the four of them, only Mu Lingfeng did not reveal his harvest. Everyone was looking at the display that Mu Lingfeng was waiting for.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and no one spoke as they stared at Mu Lingfeng, who had a smile on his face. However, Mu Lingfeng's smile was even more captivating to the hearts of the female disciples when compared to Nan Chen's vulgar smile.

He leisurely walked to Elder Hu Hang and first said, "Greetings, Elder Hu!"

While Hu Hang was still in shock, he took out eight or nine storage bags and threw them onto the table. Originally, he had a lot of storage bags, so everyone wasn't used to it.