Limitless Interpretations

And he is not alone, he runs a large force - Tianji Pavilion.

As far as Yan Wang knows, this force has not existed for a long time. However, he has always maintained a neutral attitude not to participate in the disputes between rivers and lakes, so no one paid too much attention to it.

Later, Bai Xiaosheng relied on his personal connections with various sects, so with the consent of the vast majority of people, he compiled the Rookie List, the Qingyun List, and the Peak List...

The reason is also very good: in order to promote the masters of various sects, select emerging talents, and stimulate the enterprising spirit of the younger generations.

Yan Wan is not from this world, and he also suffers from severe persecution paranoia. He always takes the other person's purpose into consideration and thinks from the dark side in everything he does.

Perhaps people in the martial arts world don't think there's anything wrong with these lists.

But Yan Wan was different. He always felt that Bai Xiaosheng seemed to have other ulterior secrets. Because Bai Xiaosheng's reasons always seemed a bit ridiculous to him.

"Is it just aggressiveness? Instead of disrupting the martial arts world? Consuming the potential of each sect?" Yan Wan narrowed his eyes and revealed his analysis.

In recent years, since the list appeared, there have been many disputes in the world due to false reputation.

Maybe the big guys in the sect won't care too much. They have lived for such a long time and have long passed the age of competitiveness.

But the disciples and juniors below are different. It just so happens that he is full of energy and there is a leader on the list. If he wants to become famous in the world, he naturally wants to challenge him.

Yan Wan frowned: "But the list has been going on for so many years, and there hasn't been any problem. Maybe I really think too much?"

If it was as he imagined, and he was playing a trick to cheat Chen Cang and fight against the match, the other party would definitely be happy with it, and maybe even add fuel to the fire.

If not...

"After all, I have to give it a try. I'll verify it by the way. It's not bad anyway." Yan Wan rolled his eyes, blew out the candle, and fell asleep.

A few days later.

The Wuyue Sect and others were almost here, and then the grand opening ceremony of the martial arts conference was held.

Yan Wan had an extraordinary status. Sitting at the head of these sects, his face twitched slightly as he watched the old man reciting his lines impassionedly on the stage. He always felt a sense of disobedience.

Just like when I was in elementary school, every Monday, during the flag-raising ceremony, the principal and dean of students would speak.

Principal: "Let me say a few words first..."

Vice Principal: "Let me add a few points..."

Director: "Let me emphasize..."

Deputy Director: "Let me sum it up..."

Comparing this situation, there is not much difference.

The biggest difference is that those principals rely on microphones, speakers, and speakers, while these people rely on deep internal strength...

His attention gradually shifted from the stage to the field. He glanced below and easily spotted Nangong Su among the crowd of Taibai Sword Sect.

However, I don't know why. Yan Wan always felt that this Nangong Su seemed to have a decisive will, as if he had made some kind of decision that would affect his life.

"Could it be that, as written in the book, love for me is born out of hatred?" Yan Wan pouted his lips narcissistically and drank the wine in the cup with a gusto.

Nangong Su's beautiful eyes turned and she caught a glimpse of Yan Wan sitting side by side with her uncle. She sneered secretly: "Eat and drink. It will be difficult to feel so comfortable when you get down there."

"Junior sister, what are you looking at?"

Sensing that the beauty next to her was absent-minded, her senior brother asked in a low voice while following her gaze.

Seeing Yan Wan, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he thought to himself: "Junior sister has been avoiding my feelings. Could it be that she likes this kind of young man with oily hair and pink face?"

How could such a playboy compare to... Look at Yan Wan, and then look at yourself.

The man felt a little discouraged, even though he kept belittling the other person. But just looking at the surface, Yan Wan is really much better than him.

In terms of appearance, everyone is average to above average. They are considered talented, with good facial features, but they are not so handsome that they are shocking to the world or earth-shattering.

But the temperament...

Apart from anything else, Yan Wan sat there. Although there was a big age difference between Yan Wan and the others, his aura was not inferior to that of the others, and there was even a faint tendency to surpass him.

Calmness, grandeur, confidence, and a hint of majesty in his eyes when he looked at each other made him always feel like he was looking at a senior in the sect.

In addition to this, the most important point is that Yan Wang is rich.

He has nothing but a sword.

It's not as good as not knowing. A comparison... The man's remaining confidence was suddenly shattered to the point of non-existence.

Sad, so sad.

It's like two people racing. He is the athlete and has put in the effort and sweat.

As a result, Yan Wan was already standing at the finish line waiting for him.

He felt that as his junior sister's childhood sweetheart, he was taking advantage of the situation near the water, so he had no chance of winning against Yan Wan... right?

Wait for a while, then go up and challenge this guy, proving in front of your junior sister that you are the one who rises.

I heard he is third on the rookie list?

The dandy boy is vulnerable.

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After talking at length for an hour, the elders of the Wuyue Sect on the stage came down with some unfinished thoughts.

Next, the real drama begins.

Communicate, compete, compete...that's all.

The big guys from various factions present here will point out the shortcomings of these juniors and then give their opinions. If there are people who perform well and have a clean financial background, they might be able to get started in the arts.

It can also be regarded as an opportunity for people in the world to get promoted. In this way, it can also show the integrity of the famous family, the mind of the world, and the demeanor of recruiting talents. They can win many talents in one fell swoop, so why not do it.

"I heard that Mr. Yan defeated Dingyuan, a Shaolin disciple, as soon as he entered the arena."

At this time, a person suddenly appeared from below. He jumped onto the stage in twos and twos, flicking his sleeves and swinging his sword horizontally. He was very graceful and unrestrained. "I am Feng Hao of the Taibai Sword Sect, and I am here to ask for advice."

"..."

As soon as these words came out. Find the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com The scene suddenly fell into dead silence.

Everyone's attention was focused on Yan Wan's face.

Isn't it a bit shameless for a dignified Taibai Sword Sect disciple to challenge the young master of the Yan family?

Although the young master of the Yan family has become famous and has been talked about by everyone recently, no one has heard of which sect he belongs to.

Even if there are magical secrets collected at a high price, without anyone to guide him, there still has to be a certain gap between him and a disciple of a big sect like Taibai who has a good foundation.

Feng Hao took the lead and challenged Yan Wan by name. Is there any grudge between the two?

Yan Wan was speechless, but he was slapped in the face. Is it possible for him to remain silent?

Suddenly, he glanced at Nangong Su from the corner of his eye, and a clear understanding arose in his heart: "I didn't expect that you, a little girl who seems to be cold, noble, and aloof from the world, is actually a white lotus flower that emerged from the mud and remains unstained. ah."