With Cheng Weiyu in front, the number of other enthusiastic signing people suddenly became cold.

Cheng Weiyu's level is destined to be different from the past when he discussed the Tao and asked for advice this time. If he felt that Cheng Weiyu had too many disciples, he would never be embarrassed.

"Disciple Zhu Han, please give advice from Kunwu."

Before the voice fell, the crowd stirred again.

Zhu Han, the son of Zhu Shaoling.

The smell of this tit-for-tat to Kunwu Sect is too obvious.

Seeing Zhu Shaoling's eyes narrowed slightly and nodded slightly, the ritual officer quickly shouted again: "Zhu Han is included in the list--"

With Cheng Weiyu and Zhu Han, everyone's eyes were different. As representatives of the most outstanding disciples of the Scholar College, such a consultation meeting was undoubtedly more interesting.

All the Confucian disciples looked at the golden light and shouted that this trip was worthy.

As the registration reputation weakened, the Confucian disciples who appeared were all elites among this generation of elites, and two of them were even selected as "Dragon and Phoenix Seed" masters organized by Fengyi Pavilion.

The final registration deadline is that in addition to Cheng Weiyu and Zhu Han who were shortlisted, there are still twelve Confucian disciples.

Under the arrangement of the ritual officer, the twelve people will decide the last three candidates.

The dojo is divided into three square formations, and twelve people can go on stage to challenge. The last three people standing on the ring are the final winners.

The sound of the chime sounded, and a pair of disciples fought with a single sword.

The serious temple suddenly burst into joy, and there was endless cheers of encouragement and cheering.

On this side, Ye Qingxuan, Feng Qingyan and He Qingzhu, three second-generation disciples of the Kunwu Sect, just glanced lightly, smiled at the corners of their mouths, and even closed their eyes together, closing their eyes to rest.

Compared with the martial arts competitions within the Kunwu Sect, these disciples of the Scholar Academy have mediocre martial arts skills and no excuses.

The Kunwu Sect rose in the Jedi and experienced many great battles. Even the most incompetent guy among the three generations of disciples is probably much better than these nerds who study hard.

Although these Confucian disciples have rigorous sword skills, they are quite rigid. One person looks like this, three or five people still look the same. Even the angle of a certain sword move is not different, and they have no personality at all. They can be said to be a model of reading the script and can be called a lifeless martial arts eight-legged essay.

Ye Qingxuan and others' behavior fell into the eyes of the people of the Rulin Academy, but they had no intention of provoking them.

The chattering voices gradually spread, and finally presented a scene of excitement.

Ye Qingxuan and others were unmoved and remained silent.

At this time, the three stages were already full of disciples fighting each other, and for a moment they were clanging and very lively.

After a while, someone lost, and then a new challenger came on stage.

The competition lasted for nearly an hour before three consultants were finally identified.

"The selection is over." The ritual official sang: "Please compete with both sides on the stage."

Feng Qingyan waved his hand and bowed down.

Among these four, Lu Yunxuan and Lu Yunming were only eleven or twelve years old, while Lin Yuncong was over 16 years old. However, he was short and handsome, and looked about the same age as Lu Yunming. Only Ma Yunyong was big and thick, and had a big beard. Not to mention sixteen years old, he would believe that he was thirty-six years old.

After the four people appeared, the Confucian disciples around him suddenly became in an uproar.

"What's the matter? He actually sent three children to the field!"

"Does Kunwu Sect look down on our Rulin Academy? It's so deceptive!"

"Arrogant, arrogant, do they think three children can beat our five young masters?"

"It's unbearable! Teach them a lesson and don't show mercy!"

...

On the rostrum on the other side, Zhu Shaoling's face turned ashen, and his eyes were shining with cold light, but he didn't say a word. Cheng Xi, who was standing beside him, seemed to be awakened by the sound. He looked at the stage and shook his head, saying, "Why are all children on the stage?"

On the contrary, Chunyu Mao smiled coldly and said to Ye Qingxuan and others: "A few fellow Taoists are a joke, right? Although the "Dao Day" of my Confucian Academy is called for advice, but with a rare opportunity, the disciples of the disciples will use some real means to take action. If this hurts the juniors of the sect, it would be a shame?"

Feng Qingyan replied with a smile: "Since it's a question of advice, of course it requires real means. My juniors are all disciples carefully trained by Bi Sect. We also know the depth of their martial arts. It is appropriate to use it to test the high school and high school students."

Chunyu Mao sneered repeatedly and said, "Since it is the request of the noble faction, we reluctantly agreed. However, in this five martial arts competition, why did the noble faction send only four people? Could it be that the last one, one of the three Taoist priests?"

Feng Qingyan smiled and was about to answer, but he heard Ye Qingxuan beside him say lazily: "There are only four disciples around us this time. If we have to decide the five winners, it will be very easy..." With an eyebrow, Ye Qingxuan pointed to the Confucian students around him and said: "There are so many outstanding disciples here, just choose one and let me give you two tricks."

Chunyu Mao was furious when he heard this, suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "According to the words of fellow Taoist Ye, just find a disciple below and give me a few tips to defeat the elite disciples carefully cultivated by my school?"

Ye Qingxuan shook his head. "Although you say this is a provocation, it's...that's the same thing, that's right."

Wow—

This time, I openly look down on the teaching power of Rulin College.

Ye Qingxuan's words not only made many students extremely dissatisfied, but also completely offended all the teachers of Confucianism in an instant.

In an instant, the seven Confucian elders behind Zhu Shaoling and the other two stood up, accusing Ye Qingxuan of his arrogance.

Feng Qingyan and He Qingzhu looked at each other and understood that this was the junior brother deliberately angering the other party, and he was very sure that he could win.

The more harsh the slap, the more sober it becomes.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, isn't this too much?"

"The Confucianism has been passed down for two thousand years, how can you little sects be humiliated?"

"Fellow Daoist Ye is so arrogant. Shaoqing said that he would not come to ask for advice. Please give me some advice?"

...

Ye Qingxuan shook his sleeves, fell lazily in the chair, raised one leg, put it on the armrest, glanced at the stubborn and old man with white hair, and ridiculed: "What's wrong with the two thousand years of inheritance? The identity of Fengyi Pavilion's transcendent sect is only stronger than the Rulin Academy. It's not that it's entrusted to be uninhabited. It's because of its implicit consequences. As a result, it disappears and it's hard to rise again?"

"You... dare you compare me to the witch Zhuo Huifan?" An old man was angry.

"How is that possible?" Ye Qingxuan said in surprise: "How can you be as good as Zhuo Huifan? He destroyed Fengyi Pavilion with one hand, and at most you will delay several classes of students in the sect."

The old man with white beard cried out and fainted from anger on the spot. The other teachers even jumped to scold him.

"Okay." Zhu Shaoling stopped coldly at this time, glared at the elders, and said slowly: "Why do you have to show off your verbal advantage? Let's see Zhen Zhang. Fellow Daoist Ye, just choose one person according to your words."

"Okay." Ye Qingxuan pointed casually, "Just him."

The audience was silent, following his fingers and turned their heads to look.
Chapter completed!