The Brilliant Fighting Master

"You settle down first, and someone will call you later." Yi Yuechuan said.

Immediately, Jiang Chen officially set foot in the sanctuary.

The great forces of the fire domain are always proud of the majestic side, the more towering the mountain gate, the better.

But six people suddenly understood that a house and a tall building that stood for centuries was the most remarkable symbol.

"In the final battle of the devil, the heroes were here to discuss before the decisive battle."

Especially when thinking of this floor, walking in the sanctuary inexplicably felt solemn and sacred.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen led to the house of one room and one room, which was completely incomparable with the Chi Xiaofeng at Tiandaomen.

However, knowing that the other five people lived in the dormitory in the building, he realized that his treatment was good in the sanctuary.

"Collect medicinal herbs and refine antidote."

"Go find your grandfather and hope to spread the news to the Tianfeng Taoist."

"Take control of the founding forces."

Lying in his own room in the coming year, Jiang Chen determined his goals and made plans.

Three goals with varying degrees of difficulty.

In addition to looking for medicinal materials, the other two can be put aside.

"Then, take a walk to the holy city."

When Jiang Chen walked to the door, he stopped again. The holy city was very large. With his feet, he could not walk for days and nights.

Without a guide, it was completely obscured by both eyes.

Knocking at the door, Jiang Chen opened the door and saw that it was Princess Feiyue standing outside the door.

"Let's go and meet, someone will tell me to inform you." Princess Feiyue said.

As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Chen's room, showing her envy. The place where she wanted to live was even harder to accept.

"Thank you."

"No, it's not me." Princess Feiyue didn't look good at him. One was defeated by him, and the other was the death of the three princes.

Jiang Chen shrugged and didn't say much. After locking the door, he followed her to the bronze statue square of the sanctuary.

In the center of this square, there are bronze statues of several characters, all of whom are famous heroes of the heroic era.

Many people have gathered around the bronze statue. It is not difficult to see that they are all disciples from various fields.

Because the costumes of the disciples are uniform, these people do not.

Roughly, there are about forty or fifty people.

Directly above the square, there are more than a dozen disciples in the holy yard dressed in blue shirts. Facing the disciples in front of them, their expressions are indifferent, and their mouths are down.

The average age of these disciples is a few years younger than the disciples, but the breath released from the body is much stronger.

"What !? What ?! What does sparseness look like, has no one taught you the rules? Stand in line for me."

Suddenly, a tall youth strode forward, yelling at the crowd in the square.

The disciples all studied for a moment, and looked at each other.

"Are you all deaf ?!" The young man yelled again.

Suddenly, some of the fellow disciples hurried to the front and lined up.

As others hesitated, the anger on the young man's face suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a bright smile.

Hahahahaha!

The other disciples couldn't hold back anymore, and smiled forward and backward.

"I said Zhuang Fan, you are really funny."

"It's so funny to see if these guys just stumbled!"

The tall young man in Zhuang Fan shrugged to the crowd and said, "Don't take it to heart, I'm just kidding you."

Immediately, he stood back among the disciples.

Understand that the disciples who are being teased are angry, these fellow disciples who arrived earlier than Jiang Chen's six understand the situation better, and are now being teased as a joke.

After all, the people here are top geniuses in various fields, and pride is essential.

Some people wanted to rush up and were stopped by their companions. Some people accused with weak voices.

"what happened?"

A new face came up. A thin middle-aged man with fair skin and no beard on his face was as smooth as a teenager.

A pair of eyes seemed to fall into his face, his eyes sharp.

As soon as he came, the noise in the square calmed down.

"Moshi!"

The disciples shouted, and Zhuang Fan just came forward and said, "I'll just play a joke with them. Maybe they are in different regions. They don't accept them very much."

Listening to his careless tone, the disciples of apprentices became so angry that the disciples of the Shengyuan laughed secretly.

"All right."

Mo Shi didn't want to delay in this matter, and he could look at the disciples on the square with his real eyes.

When making sure that no one spoke, he said: "The holy court is divided into the east, west, south and north, and there are two sessions in the heavens and earth, each with twelve classes."

"You will be assigned to the twelfth class in the prefecture and start the real training."

"At the same time today, you will get clothing and identity tokens, and you can go out and walk around."

Hearing here, Jiang Chen realized that it was impossible to enter and exit casually. Fortunately, he had to make up the number as soon as he arrived, otherwise he would be bored to death.

"Now the lottery decides that these twelve people are the squad leader of each class. Which class is drawn stands behind him." Mo Shi said again.

"This holy court really is different from Zongmen!"

Hearing this, the disciples forgot about their anger and felt very novel, but just thought that those annoying guys were the so-called squad leaders, which made them feel uneasy.

"Draw lots."

Someone who followed Mo Shi was holding a large box with a round hole on the top.

The first person to go up took out a note from it, which said a 'four'.

"Come here, here."

Among the disciples, a very sunny young man beckoned him.

Of the 12 disciples, he just didn't laugh like everyone else.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and walked fortunately.

Immediately, one person after another was drawn, and five people in the fire domain were assigned to different classes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When it was Jiang Chen's turn, the number of ‘11’ was drawn.

"What the hell, the guy who was only successful in the mid-term also became a disciple? Mo Shi, can I not?"

Coincidentally, the squad leader of class 11 is Zhuang Fan.

After discovering Jiang Chen's realm, a face suddenly changed, and he did not care about the concept of others' feelings, and complained to Mo Shi.

Mo Shi found that Jiang Chen's realm had some changes in his eyes.

Among the many disciples, at least they are in the later stages.

"Can you go to the sanctuary for such a low level?"

"Isn't this even more ridiculous to the level of our disciples?"

It is also ironic to say that the other disciples who spoke first were more disgusted than the disciples who were embarrassed.

Lu Fei and Yi Shuihan looked weird. Jiang Chen, who was looked down upon, was the strongest among them.