At noon, the sun became dazzling, the sky became clear, and the clouds and winds were light, making the extremely grand Baiyu Square even brighter and white.

This made everyone walking in the Baiyu Square look like ants, and it looked very small.

Wen Shouli, who was walking behind the crowd, came to the king, gave a thumbs up, and said softly: "My junior brother, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

"Uh!" Wang Le glanced at Wen Shouli next to him, and Ding Wei, Qin Zhengye and others who followed him, and chuckled, "It disappointed everyone."

"Hehe." Wen Shouli and others were concerned about the sect leaders in front of them, so they could only use a look you understand and dared not say anything more.

After all, they all understand the truth that disaster comes from the mouth.

Soon, the Nanhua audience led by Ji Yinzi met with the trial team led by two deacons in the alliance in Baiyu Square.

Wang Le glanced at the league trial team opposite. Luo Yin, the Qiankun Valley who had competed with him in the octagonal ring before, and Zhuang Yu, one of the Gemini in the Qing Palace, were also among them, staring at him with fierce eyes.

As for some of the trial players under the ring that day, they were also staring at Wang Le alone, with a solemn expression on their faces.

Wang Le suddenly joined the league trial team, and it was not good news for them to show up, because it means that the competition in the future will inevitably become more intense!

Most of the other members in the team who had never seen Wang Le had their eyes wandered on the Nanhuaguan group, obviously looking for Wang Le's figure.

Just as the two sides looked at each other, Ji Yinzi walked to Deacon Zhao and Deacon Tian, ​​bowed with a smile, and said with a blame, "The two guys are too embarrassed, so they don't move into the palace to have a cup of water and tea. After all, there is no hurry to be at this moment."

Deacon Tian, ​​who was older than Deacon Zhao, bowed back and said apologetically: "Brother Jiyin is too polite. It's getting late now. The trial team has been resting in Guiguan for too long. It's better to go on the road quickly, otherwise it will delay the next trip to the border."

Seeing this, Ji Yinzi stopped politely and said with a smile: "Then I won't try to keep me anymore. I wish you two to make immortal military achievements for the alliance at the border and to be promoted as soon as possible!"

Deacon Tian and Deacon surnamed Zhao laughed and replied with a few polite words. Then Ji Yinzi turned around and looked at Wang Le who was staying behind. He smiled and scolded with anger: "You kid are not here yet. Could you ask me to invite you to the front?"

Wang Le smiled and then greeted his grandfather Jiyang, Wen Shouli, Li Hongru and others briefly, then quickly walked through the crowd to Jiyinzi.

Then, without asking Ji Yinzi to remind him, Wang Le bowed and greeted the two deacons with a respectful look on his face.

The elders of Nanhuaguan who were standing behind Jiyinzi, as well as the disciples who had been waiting outside the hall before, could not help but roll their eyes secretly when they saw Wang Le's gentle and polite appearance with a humble face.

Elder Jilong looked at Wang Le's back meaningfully, then sent a message to Ji Yang and said, "Brother, your grandson is really a spirit. Whoever wants to deal with him has to be more at ease, otherwise, I don't know what's going on if I've been sold!"

After a pause, Elder Jilong continued to send a message and sighed: "If this kid takes the helm of Nanhuaguan a hundred years later, then we will be really relieved."

Ji Yang replied with a calm expression: "Senior Brother, you are thinking too much. My grandson is not interested in taking charge of Nanhuaguan."

"Uh!" Elder Jilong looked at Jiyang with astonishment, and he said in disbelief: "He is not interested?"

Ji Yang nodded slightly, looked at Elder Jilong with deep eyes, and replied with a calm voice: "Nanhuaguan can't trap my grandson in this acre of three-point land. His vision has been above the peak of martial arts since the beginning and has never changed."

Before Elder Jilong continued to send a message, Jiyang said again: "He is only interested in martial arts and does not take anything else seriously. He will never participate in the competition for the position of the leader, so your disciples are still very hopeful."

"If you don't believe it, then let time prove what I said today!"

Elder Jilong stopped transmitting the voice, looked at Wang Le's back in front of him, fell into deep thought, and became absent-minded.

At this time, Wang Le and the two deacons in front of him had already finished the ceremony, and they made a few polite words.

The members who were still looking for Wang Le's figure were finally able to see the master at this time. They couldn't help but look at each other carefully, with solemn expressions flashing in their eyes.

After all, starting today, the already fiercely competitive trial team will definitely become more intense with Wang Le's joining.

Deacon Tian looked at the sun hanging in the sky. If he didn't rush to travel, he would have to stay in Nanhuaguan for lunch, so he bowed to Ji Yinzi and said, "There is no banquet that will last. Brother Ji Yin, there will be a date in the future!"

Deacon Zhao followed Ji Yinzi and said, "There will be a date later!"

Ji Yinzi calmed down his smile and bowed to the two of them with a serious look on his face and said, "The green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, everything will be in vain, and there will be a time later!"

After saying that, Ji Yinzi looked at Wang Le standing next to him and said in a deep voice: "Don't cause any trouble on the road, be careful and cautious, and come back safely!"

Wang Le nodded solemnly and said no.

Ji Yinzi waved his sleeves and said lightly: "Then go!"

Wang Le respectfully gave Ji Yinzi a big gift, then turned around and walked to the trial team behind the two deacons opposite. Well, he happened to be standing next to the defeated general Luo Yin.

Luo Yin's face suddenly turned dark, but he couldn't say anything in front of everyone.

Not to mention moving away from him, he didn't want others to say that he was afraid of this bastard!

After all, Luo Yin is also a genius disciple of the famous sect, Qiankun Valley, and his demeanor to lose to the formation should be shown!

Of course, Master Wang didn't know that he had stopped accidentally, and Luo Yin next to him thought so much.

In this way, the league trial team joined by Wang Le turned around in an orderly manner, left Baiyu Square, and strode towards the stone bridge crossing the Grand Canyon.

Ji Yang walked to Ji Yinzi standing in front, looked at his grandson who was leaving the team reluctantly, and sighed deeply. For a moment, his eyes couldn't help feeling a little wet.

At this moment, he is not a powerful elder in Nanhuaguan, but an ordinary old man who cares about the safety of his grandson.

Ji Yinzi patted the junior brother's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, your grandson is as cunning as the sea, and his strength is even stronger. He will definitely return safely."

Ji Yang smiled bitterly. He knew his grandson better than his senior brother, and of course he knew what the other party was right.

But there are unexpected situations in the sky and people will suffer misfortunes every day, so it would be strange if he is not worried.
Chapter completed!