"I'm going, so many people?"

When Hua Tianyu and his friends arrived at the venue for recruiting disciples, they were shocked and saw a long queue in front of the door. Conservatively, there were four or five hundred people, which was in sharp contrast to yesterday's distant doors!

These people all heard about what happened yesterday, and some people were even afraid that they would not be able to get the registration time, so they didn't leave last night and just waited here for a night!

Zhuang Bifan curled his lips and said, "This is wherever he has gone. More and more people will come to sign up in the next few days!"

"That's right, with Brother Zhuang here, I'm afraid I can't recruit disciples, it's a joke!" Zhang Qiang flattered the side.

This is true. As the incident of Liu Yixiao and others calling Zhuang Bifan’s uncle, yesterday, spread in Yunshan City, there will definitely be a steady stream of young people coming to sign up.

Although Zhantian Pavilion is just a nine-rate sect, the senior masters of the Alchemy Alliance are there. It is absolutely right to join such a sect!

"Okay, don't be standing there, hurry up and work and collect people!"

Zhuang Bifan said.

"good!"

Hu Mingxiong and others responded, then sat behind the table and became busy, while Zhuang Bifan was lazily lying on the platform he had built before, becoming the boss!

Now Zhantian Pavilion is not the time when no one registered yesterday, but it is just an individual. Now that there are so many people who sign up, we naturally have to carefully select them. We must definitely not be able to do so if we are not outstanding enough.

Hua Tianyu looked at the endless list of candidates, and he still felt like he was dreaming!

The heads of other sects stood in the distance and watched Zhuang Bifan's disciples ignite heat, but he didn't even have a ghost here. He felt sad, his eyes full of envy and jealousy, but he had no hatred!

It’s not that they don’t hate, but that they don’t dare to hate!

Because Zhao Yixiong and He Wufan were the lessons of the past!

Yesterday, Zhao Yixiong and He Wufan were shot in public for a hundred times. Not to mention whether it is embarrassing to throw it away, the most important thing is that the bird can't stand it. I heard that after these two people returned, the thing was completely useless. It was almost like a radish, so I had to cut it!

They didn't want to offend Zhuang Bifan because of this matter and become a birdless person.

Anyway, there are so many people who sign up, Zhantian Pavilion cannot eat them all. It is a lot if you can eat one tenth of them, and the rest will have to come back here. Unfortunately, there are probably no geniuses left.

Just as Hua Tianyu asked about the information of the person who registered in front of him, Hu Mingxiong's exclamation suddenly came from beside him:

"I'm going, this is definitely a genius. He is only 15 years old and is already in the 5th stage of the Star Refining!"

At the age of fifteen, he reached the fifth stage of refining stars. Although his talent is not as good as Han Yaoqi, he is definitely considered a genius.

Hua Tianyu's eyes also lit up: "This kind of talent must be received by his disciple!"

When Zhuang Bifan heard this, he sat up and said, "Stop it. He only opened the fifth stage of the star at the age of fifteen. He is a genius of yarn. Are our Zhantian Pavilion a garbage sect like the Iron Gun Sect and Xingwu Sect? You have to do any kind of disciple. Isn't this lowering our qualities?!"

Xingwuzong and Tieqianmen were in tears. They were really sitting at home. The pot came from the sky and did nothing. They were treated as a negative example. Moreover, their sect was trashed, and they were also quasi-baliu sects!

When Hua Tianyu heard this, his face was covered in darkness and felt that his face was rubbing under Zhuang Bifan. He was 15 years old and the fifth stage of the star was rubbish. When he was fifteen, he only opened the third stage of the star, so what was that? The fighter in the garbage?

Especially when I was 15 years old, I was complacent and even more embarrassing!

Before, when Hu Mingxiong heard this, he definitely pointed at Zhuang Bifan's nose and cursed: "Pretending!"

But now he didn't have this idea. After all, Zhuang Bifan made all the awesome figures like the martial artist yesterday called Uncle Shi, and his thoughts must be different from his own, so he asked, "What kind of strength can meet the requirements of our Zhantian Pavilion?"

Zhuang Bifan stretched and said, "Didn't I say yesterday? What is strength doesn't matter, what is important must be special!"

"special?"

Hu Mingxiong and Hua Tianyu were a little confused. Is this special range too big?

“What about?”

"For example, like Zhou Zhipeng yesterday, he was very unlucky, or like Han Guangzu, he was very stupid!" Zhuang Bifan replied.

Hua Tianyu and Hu Mingxiong were both full of dark lines. These two were exceptions, so where can we find such people?

The young man waiting in front of the team was embarrassed when he heard this. He seemed to be incompatible with these two items. Could it be that he had no chance with Zhantian Pavilion?

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, right?" Zhang Qiang said.

Zhuang Bifan looked contemptuous: "Are you stupid? You don't know how to adapt? You are not stupid or unlucky, and you can be especially disabled. For example, those who lack arms and legs can pass this way. As for strength, it doesn't matter whether you have it or not. This is our standard for accepting disciples!"

Hua Tianyu and others:...

If you really follow this requirement, what are the disciples you recruited? They are either missing arms and legs or fools. If you want Zhan Lingxiao to see this time, you will not be so angry that you will be dizzy?

When the young people waiting to sign up heard this, they also looked shocked, missing arms and legs. Do you have to cut off one of your arms or legs first when you sign up? This is a bit too high, right?

"Are you serious?" Hua Tianyu asked carefully.

Zhuang Bifan: "Do you think I'm joking?"

"Oh well."

Hua Tianyu and others nodded. After yesterday's incident, they could be said to have unconditional execution of Zhuang Bifan's words. Next, someone will register. Let's ask if there is anything special. If there is no, they will directly refuse!

Next, the three interviewed hundreds of people in total, and only one person was very special, that was, they were very blind. They were not distinguished from men and women one meter away, they did not recognize the relatives three meter away, people and animals ten meter away, they looked up to all living beings thirty meters away, and the extreme realm of no self a hundred meters away, and Zhuang Bifan decided on the spot and accepted it as his disciple!

Hundreds of people came over, and none of them met Zhuang Bifan's requirements. Now Hua Tianyu and others were a little anxious. If this continues, they may be able to count the disciples they can recruit in the end. After all, young people who dare to participate in the Hundred Sects for Pupils have confidence in themselves. Such disabled or brainless people have no confidence in participating in the collection of pupils!

Moreover, this weird request for enrollment caused many people to leave. After all, they are not disabled and there is no need to waste time, so there is less than one-third of the people in line.

As a result, when Hu Mingxiong and others felt that they could not recruit a few people, Zhuang Bifan suddenly said, "You are special enough, you can also be called a disciple of Zhantian Pavilion!"

Hu Mingxiong looked at the young man who was appointed by Zhuang Bifan, and asked in confusion: "Why, he is not disabled or stupid, how can he join Zhantian Pavilion?"
Chapter completed!