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Everyone was stunned

"Isn't this the Great Elder's disciple Lin Beifan? Why is he up there?"

"Don’t all the direct disciples sit down?"

"The headmaster and the elders seemed to have no objections. Could it be that there was special preferential treatment?"

……

Everyone was talking a lot and had various thoughts.

Especially the rows of direct disciples under the elders were so jealous that they almost broke up with each other.

They sat down obediently, but Lin Beifan was close to the head and the elders. It was clear at a glance who was close and who was distant.

"Damn it, how did this guy get in?" Huang Jinyu said jealously

"If you don't like him, you can knock him to the ground!"A young man not far away laughed loudly.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs!"Huang Huangyu looked back.

The only thing he could do now was this. He wanted to prove to everyone that he was the true pride of heaven and that Lin Beifan was not worthy.

There were also several direct disciples who looked at Lin Beifan with twinkling eyes.

Among them A young man whispered to a young man next to him who looked dignified:"This Lin Beifan is too arrogant. He has already been riding on us in less than a year. He is relying on the favor of the elder to have confidence. If this continues, Still okay? Senior brother, should we give him some color?"

The name of this handsome young man is Hua Yuluo. He is wearing a white silver robe, with thick black hair hanging behind his back. He looks extraordinary and heroic.

He is the true disciple of the contemporary leader, and his strength has already He has reached the peak of the ninth level of heavenly beings. He is suppressed and unable to break through just for the secret realm of Tianjiao, but his strength is already comparable to that of ordinary Nirvana masters.

In addition to his extraordinary strength, he has begun to help the master handle some sect affairs. He is good at dancing and is clear-headed. Among his disciples The prestige in it was very high, and he was well received among the elders. He was very popular to become the next Holy Son.

However, at this time, Lin Beifan suddenly appeared, and he seemed to be valued by the leader and the elders. Many of the brothers and sisters below who support him feel dissatisfied.

"Junior brothers, junior brothers should love each other and should not cause fights with each other. I'll pretend you haven't said this, and don't talk nonsense, otherwise don't blame senior brother for being unkind!"Hua Yuluo scolded

"But senior brother……"The young man was anxious

"Don't say too much, junior brother. If the master and the elders choose him, it means that he has done better than me. I should be the one who needs to reflect and think. We should not question the decision of the master and the elders!"

The young man kept silent, still not angry in his heart.

Hua Yuluo stared at Lin Beifan, her hands tightened, and she was not as calm as she seemed on the surface.

In addition, representatives from major holy places and immortal sects all cast their gaze over , looking at Lin Beifan thoughtfully.

Among them was a gentle-faced and fragile young man wearing brocade clothes. He held a fan in his hand, looked at Lin Beifan with burning eyes, and whispered to an old man next to him:"Who is the young man behind Li Qingshan?"

The voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed like it was deliberately suppressed.

"Master Qi, that person is Lin Beifan, Li Qingshan’s new disciple. I heard that he is very talented. But it has not been revealed so far, and there is very little relevant information."The old man whispered. The young master nodded and said no more.

There was a feeling in his heart that Lin Beifan would have a great influence on his future plans.

At this time, Lin Beifan, who was standing on the high platform, smiled bitterly in his heart. After all, he had been hiding for so many years. If he succeeds, he will be targeted by others.

I don’t know if the master did it on purpose, and his conscience is very bad.

However, Lin Beifan is not afraid.

He just hates trouble. He wants to live a peaceful life and doesn’t want to cause so much trouble. But when trouble comes, he will not hesitate to pick up the butcher's knife and kill it.

Looking at the representatives of various factions in the distance, Lin Beifan's heart moved:"Is there a protagonist among these people?"

Lin Beifan originally had no hope. After all, there were too few people who could be called protagonists. He had been looking for so long before he found two, but he used the system to scan them.

"Ding! Discover a protagonist!"

………………

The leader, Yuhualou, stood up again and said with a smile:"Now, all the direct disciples and inner disciples who participated in the big sum are invited to come forward to draw lots and arrange the competition. After the draw is over, the competition will begin."

Suddenly, people were approaching. Hundreds of young people jumped into the field

"Master, I'm going!" Lin Beifan said to the great elder, and then followed him into the arena.

Bai Qinglian trotted over and said excitedly like a little fan girl:"Brother, come on! come on!

Lin Beifan smiled helplessly:"What's so exciting about drawing lots?" Bai Qinglian was dissatisfied:"

Maybe senior brother can draw a good lot?""

The referee called everyone over and said:"There are 99 people participating in the competition this time. Those who drew number 1 will compete with people who drew number 99, those who drew number 2 will compete with people who drew number 98, and so on.. Since the number of participants in the competition is an odd number, one person will have a bye. Those who draw the 50th number will have a bye and will directly participate in the next round of competition. As for who gets a bye, it all depends on your luck."

Everyone nodded, indicating that they knew.

Then they started to draw lots. They were drawn in public and revealed in public. There was no shady secret.

Lin Beifan came to the end. He did not fight or grab, and he was very Buddha-like.

As a result, after everyone had finished drawing, only the last one was left. Root signed

"Lin Beifan, No. 50! Bye!"