Godly Dragon Guard

"Tsk, tsk, Senior Brother Zhu has spent a lot of money to pursue Bai Weiwei!"

"I don't know what's so good about Bai Weiwei that makes her worthy of being liked by a good old man like Senior Brother Zhu."

"That's right! Although Senior Brother Zhu is a bit ugly, his character, character, and even strength are more than ten blocks ahead of Bai Weiwei. How can that slut be worthy of Senior Brother Zhu?"

"Bai Weiwei is naturally charming, with a top-notch face and figure. Even an honest man like Senior Brother Zhu can't stand the charm of this witch. Alas, the world is really going downhill."

"Hey, why don't you keep a low profile and openly discuss the descendants of the Seven Saints without fear of retaliation?"

Several Seven Saint Palace disciples were discussing in low voices, which reached Shen Lang's ears.

Shen Lang felt a little pity for Bai Weiwei. This woman's status in the Seven Saints Palace was much lower than he imagined. Even ordinary disciples dared to laugh at her.

No wonder Bai Weiwei tried her best to explain to Yang He before, but Yang He seemed to have ignored her. Maybe it was because Bai Weiwei had no power in the Seven Saints Palace and her reputation was not good.

"Zhutou, how many times have I told you that I'm not interested in you? Don't pester me anymore, and there's no need to give me these fancy things!"

Bai Weiwei crossed her hands on her chest, her tone was cold, and she looked like she was repelling people thousands of miles away.

If the other person was handsome and handsome, Bai Weiwei might consider it, but Zhu Tou was short and fat, and was really ugly. In addition, Bai Weiwei felt disgusted because he was a pig, so she repeatedly rejected Zhu Tou's pursuit.

Zhu Tou was still not angry, he just scratched his head and laughed and said: "Since Miss Weiwei doesn't like it, Zhu will send it again next time. I wish Miss Weiwei a good performance and a good ranking."

After saying that, Zhu Tou silently put away the Xuewei Spirit Flower in his hand and watched Bai Weiwei leave.

Bai Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried away from Zhu Tou, continuing to search for Shen Lang in the crowd.

However, before she could find Shen Lang, a huge white escaping light flew over like a storm and fell to the center of the square, causing a sensation among the monks in the room.

The person who came was none other than Yuan Tianzong, the master of the Seven Sacred Palaces.

At the same time, Yuan Fei also turned into a ray of light and floated down to the crowd in the center of the square, looking slightly low-key.

"Meet the Palace Master!"

Seeing the palace master coming, the disciples around the square bowed to Yuan Tianzong one after another.

"No gift!"

Yuan Tianzong shook his sleeves and said loudly: "Today, the young heroes of our Seven Saints Palace gathered here to conduct a routine examination of the disciples of the sect, which is also the martial arts competition of the Seven Saints Palace."

"In this martial arts competition, the top 25,000 disciples will all be rewarded with low-grade fairy spirit stones. The top 1,000 disciples will be rewarded with magic weapons or elixirs. In addition to more generous rewards, the top 100 disciples will also receive rewards. The top ten disciples who have the chance to be accepted as direct disciples by the elders of our sect will be specially trained by the sect, and will also be rewarded with a top-quality immortal weapon and a top-notch skill and secret book. The top disciple will also be given by the ancestor of our sect. Mysterious rewards! I hope all disciples can use their full strength to fight."

Yuan Tianzong made some brief opening remarks, concisely and clearly explaining what the disciples were most concerned about.

The place was bustling with people, and the monks were quite surprised.

This time's sect disciple assessment is slightly different from previous ones. There is a new reward for the top ranked disciple, and it is a reward personally given by the ancestor. It must be extraordinary!

Dai Tiandu, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind before, opened his eyes, with a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this our Mr. Dai Tian? It's been a long time since we last met! I gave you a bargain last time and got you first place, but this time you are not so lucky."

Yuan Fei came to Dai Tian, ​​shrugged and said in a strange way.

Dai Tian raised his eyes and glanced at Yuan Fei, and said with an indifferent expression: "Yuan Fei, wait until you really have the ability to say these words to Dai. You are not my opponent now. The first place in this martial arts competition It has to be me!”

A trace of resentment flashed in Yuan Fei's eyes, and he sent a message: "Dai Tian, ​​don't be happy too early. This time the sect disciple assessment is completely different from the last time. The newly initiated elder Shen Lang will also participate in this martial arts meeting. This person is extremely powerful, and you may not be his opponent, but if we work together to deal with this kid..."

Before Yuan Fei could finish speaking, Dai Tian interrupted with a cold expression: "Whether we are opponents or not will be determined after we fight, so there is no need for you to be nagging here. Also, I, Dai Tiantang, am an upright person and will not accompany you to do such boring things. . Yuan Fei, please disappear from my presence immediately, Dai doesn’t want to see you, a coward like you, for a moment!"

"you!"

Seeing that Dai Tian actually scolded him for being cowardly, Yuan Fei became furious.

But Yuan Tianzong was right in front of the square, and he didn't dare to have an attack. He had to swallow his breath and roared: "Okay, Dai Tian, ​​I want to see how much you have improved. See you in the ring!"

After saying harsh words, Yuan Fei left with a gloomy look on his face.

"Shen Lang...is a bit interesting."

There was a glint in Dai Tian's eyes, and he remembered the name in his heart.

At this point, the descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan and all the elders of the Seven Saints Palace have all arrived.

It is worth mentioning that Wu Long, one of the Seven Sages of Meishan, has lost his inheritance since Chiyang's generation. Today, there are no descendants of Wu Long in the Seven Sages Palace.

The assessment of the sect disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces is no different from a one-on-one arena battle, and it also adopts a knockout system.

If one side surrenders or is physically defeated, the other side is considered victorious.

If there is an accident in the arena battle and one party is killed, the other party does not need to take responsibility, but all rewards from the party that killed the person will be confiscated.

An elder from the Seven Sacred Palaces who presided over the martial arts meeting explained the rules in the center of the square and then began to issue battle number cards.

Due to the large number of participants, the schedule was divided into ten groups, and Shen Lang was assigned to the sixth group.

As a once-in-a-thousand-year event in the Seven Sacred Palaces, the sect disciple assessment will last for at least two months.

Shen Lang looked at the schedule. By the time it was his turn for the first game, it would probably be seven or eight days later.

He simply found an open space and closed his eyes to rest.

Because of the mask, other disciples did not recognize Shen Lang's identity.

In order to avoid suspicion, Ning Xiaoyao and Xia Shan'er also deliberately kept a distance from Shen Lang.

Bai Weiwei still found Shen Lang in the crowd.

Although Shen Lang deliberately concealed his cultivation, he could not hide it from Bai Weiwei's eyes. She had had physical contact with Shen Lang before in the Holy Spirit Mountains. At that time, Bai Weiwei could feel a strange energy wave emitting from Shen Lang's body.

Seeing that Shen Lang wanted to hide his identity, Bai Weiwei did not point it out and directly communicated with him through voice messages. However, Shen Lang was too lazy to pay attention to Bai Weiwei from beginning to end, which made Bai Weiwei deeply shocked and in a bad mood.

The group stage has begun, and the entire Seven Saints Palace Square is filled with cheers and shouts. All the disciples are extremely enthusiastic about this martial arts competition.

Shen Lang had seen many such scenes, and after watching only a few scenes, he found it boring and continued to close his eyes and rest, waiting for his turn.