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Ye Chentian's voice is not loud.
But everyone present could hear clearly!
The young man who walked in the front was even more furious, staring directly at Ye Chentian.
Ye Chentian didn't even look at the young man, but still raised his head, looking at the places of practitioners on the black killing list.
As for youth.
He really didn't care much!
Thinking about it with his toes, Ye Chentian could have guessed that just after Xuanjing was authenticated, there was a young man who was extremely hostile to him. If there was no meaning of Yubo in it, Ye Chentian would not believe it!
The young man's face was red and purple, and he didn't like to get angry in front of hundreds of people, so he could only snort coldly, "Go to Fengtai!"
Tianzhuzong Fengtai.
Generally, it is the place where the disciples gather when there is a big event, but now, it is the place where the freshmen gather and finally announce the rules.
After gathering in Fengtai.
The next one is the one-month trial practice time.
"Master Ye, I'm here¡ª"
Come to Fengtai.
In the crowded square, familiar voices rang out. Ding Xuewei's incomparably proud figure caught the attention of the crowd, and she waved to Ye Chentian.
Ye Chentian smiled and walked over.
"Hmph, little boy."
The young man glanced at Ding Xuewei with jealousy in his eyes, and couldn't help saying angrily.
"Master Ye, your team is so slow."
There were endless discussions around, and Ding Xuewei didn't hear the young man scolding secretly. What's more, in her eyes, only Ye Chentian was in her eyes, and she walked a few steps towards her excitedly.
"Delayed by some things."
Ye Chentian smiled and touched his nose.
As for Qian Feng.
As an attendant of Ye Chentian, in name, he is not a real disciple of the Tianzhu Sect, so he was brought by another group of people to familiarize himself with the rules of the Tianzhu Sect.
After Fengtai this time, Ye Chentian will naturally be able to see Qian Feng.
"Hmph, Ding Xuewei, is this the Mr. Ye you keep talking about?"
During the conversation between the two.
Suddenly a cold voice sounded from behind, and a cold man in a blue gown with a snakeskin rope around his waist sneered coldly from behind.
Ye Chentian turned his head away.
Behind this man, there are several disciples, all of them are crooked, only the cold man is still human, but his narrow eyes look around, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.
"who is he?"
Ye Chentian asked.
Ding Xuewei said lightly, "This is a disciple I met on the road. He said he was organizing disciples and wanted to invite me in."
The eyes were indifferent, and Ding Xuewei's tone contained a hint of impatience.
When she got the disciple's badge and followed the team to visit the Tianzhuzong, this man came over. If there were not those envoys from the Tianzhuzong, Ding Xuewei would have done it long ago.
But even so.
She also felt extremely disgusted with this man in her heart.
"My name is Jin Xueqing, a second-class disciple."
As if the cold man didn't hear Ding Xuewei's words at all, he stretched out his right hand to Ye Chentian.
The people around were slightly taken aback.
Second class disciple.
Even if they are not as good as first-class disciples, they are still very rare among them. You must know that among the 10,000 outer disciples, there are only 100 first-class disciples and 900 second-class disciples. few.
Not even a tenth of it.
And it is said.
After one month, those who can really stay in the outer sect of the Tianzhu Sect must be above the second-class disciples.
There are close to 100,000 disciples, but only 10,000 remain
So after hearing that Jin Xueqing was a second-class disciple, those practitioners all showed envious eyes. At least for a month, he didn't have to be too nervous, and he didn't need to grab the tokens of the second-class disciples one by one.
Ye Chentian nodded, "Oh."
"Mr. Ye, you don't know that among the disciples this time, there are a thousand first-class disciples, all of whom are geniuses from Binghoutong County"
Seeing Ye Chentian's indifferent reaction, Jin Xueqing continued, "As far as I know, those first-class disciples are not static. Although they are stronger than us, it does not mean that they will be stronger than us a month later."
"Therefore, I joined forces with many disciples to form an organization, and challenged each??, said, "Murong, don't be so crazy, it's not good to be heard by other people."
However, when he was talking, he kept looking at Ye Chentian and Ding Xuewei with extremely proud eyes, and couldn't hide his smile at all.
After knowing the gap, believe in the latter, and make your own choice
As for Ye Chentian?
Jin Qingxue didn't pay attention at all.
"The ranking of these thousand first-class disciples is not counted and as first-class disciples, they will enjoy thirty grains of mysterious food crystal rice every day within this month to improve their cultivation."
Hearing the words Xuanshi Jingmi, everyone's fiery eyes instantly turned red again.
"Tu Li."
As soon as the name came out, a third-level disciple of Huajing Huajing jumped out of the platform, and the torrential profound energy rushed straight to the door, which made the onlookers startled.
"It turned out to be three layers of refinement."
"Looking at my age, I guess I'm only twenty-three. I'm already twenty-five, and I haven't broken through the essence yet"
The gap between geniuses and geniuses is also quite obvious.
When many practitioners saw Tu Li, they couldn't help feeling a sense of fear in their hearts. This class of disciples must be too strong and terrifying.
"This man's breath is like a knife, and he cannot be an enemy. He is a rare genius with a knife."
Even Jin Qingxue praised it endlessly.
Tu Li glanced across the crowd with satisfaction, and when he saw Ye Chentian, he couldn't help shrinking, and looked to the side.
"Next, Pan Chen!"
Yu Ba shouted again.
Tu Li consciously stood aside, another disciple rushed up to the platform.
This platform is very spacious, more than enough for a thousand disciples.
Pan Chen was only at the level of refinement. Although he didn't give people a deep sense of oppression like Tu Li, everyone still felt extremely strong.
"Next, Ding Xuewei."
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