On the eve of the competition between Southern sect disciples, Nan Long, the chief elder of the Southern sect, summoned all the elders in the hall.
"Everyone, the leader is currently practicing in seclusion, so this time the disciple competition is led by Elder Xu and I. Now everyone can talk about the situation of their own disciples."
Nanlong wore a green Taoist robe, his aura was calm and powerful, and he spoke lightly.
As soon as Nan Long said these words, the eyes of all the big guys present couldn't help but wander a little.
What he said is simply to listen to your words. If you listen to your words, what will happen? Anyway, the result is already determined.
"You're welcome, Great Elder. We know the strength of our own disciples."
"Anyway, the first and second place in this disciple competition must be held by the master's disciples and Elder Xu's disciples. It is estimated that they will win again this time."
As one elder spoke, the other elders also hurriedly agreed. Although they may feel unhappy in their hearts, this is the fact.
Tianhua and Zhou Tian were originally from the southern sect, and were even at the pinnacle of the younger generation in the desolate world.
As for Grand Elder Nanlong, he has never accepted a disciple, so there is no question of competition.
However, Zhang Hua and Fatty Wang were the only two people present who did not speak.
On the one hand, the two of them really do not have the qualifications to interrupt too much in such a scene.
On the other hand, both of them knew in their hearts that the leader might have to be replaced this time.
The leader, Nan Long, was just about to say something when he looked at Zhang Hua and Fatty Wang, indifferently.
"Elder Zhang, Elder Wang, the entire sect has been spreading rumors lately that the disciples you two have recruited are the most powerful. Is there any disciple who stands out in this period of training?"
As soon as he heard this, Fatty Wang started to pretend. He touched his big belly and pretended not to care.
"The Great Elder has praised the two of us a little. How can we have any good disciples?"
"It's just that my disciples just defeated Elder Xu's Zhou Tian. It's no big deal. It's all basic operations. Basic operations."
Seeing Fatty Wang's posture, Zhang Hua on the side was also struggling to hold back a smile. This old boy's words were really choking.
"What? Defeated Zhou Tian? Elder Wang, please stop joking here. Do you think we can believe what you say?"
"That's right. Are you crazy about wanting to be famous? Zhou Tian is at the late stage of the Golden Immortal. Doesn't it mean that he can be defeated just by defeating him?"
"Who doesn't know that your disciples have always been at the bottom in competitions? We can understand that you want your disciples to shine, but we must also respect the objective facts."
The other big guys present laughed at Fatty Wang all the time with every word they said to each other.
In fact, it’s no wonder. If I had put this before, I would probably think that I was talking nonsense.
However, Nan Long, who was sitting on the main seat, frowned slightly and looked at Xu Zhongtian beside him.
"Elder Xu, is what Elder Wang said true? Are his disciples really capable of defeating Zhou Tian?"
At this time, Xu Zhongtian was so majestic and powerful as the second elder of the Southern Sect that his head almost dropped to the ground.
I really want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. In front of so many elders, I am afraid that I will be useless today.
"No...that's right."
Xu Zhongtian used all his strength to finally say these two words.
After these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire hall became eerily silent, and it seemed that one could hear the nervous swallowing of all the big guys.
This...this is a bit scary.
"Elder Wang, what is going on? Tell me quickly!"
Nan Long was the first to respond, with an eager attitude. This was a unique thing in the entire Southern sect and must be taken seriously.
"Since the great elder has already asked this, let me tell you about it!"
"By the way..."
Fatty Wang stood up slowly, cleared his throat, and recounted one by one how Ye Fan challenged Tianhua's Tianxian team and how he defeated Fury and Zhou Tian.
Of course, there was definitely an intention to fan the flames, but Xu Zhongtian, who was in front, never replied a word.
Winner or loser, if you lose, you lose. No matter how much you say, it won't help. Instead, it will make you look guilty and unable to lose.
"Okay! Elder Wang, take me to meet that evil disciple now!"
"After the head brother comes out of seclusion, I will definitely report this matter to the head brother. This is a major event for our southern sect. Let's go quickly!"
Nan Long didn't even have time to continue the meeting, so he pulled Fatty Wang out of the hall.
At this time, Xu Zhongtian has become the target of public criticism. Although the big guys around him didn't say it directly, their eyes said it all.
Feeling: Zhou Tian, your subordinate, has always had and enjoyed so many cultivation resources, but he still can't defeat a disciple who has just started?
This is enough to show your ability as a master!
Xu Zhongtian opened his mouth, wanting to refute something, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only leave the place in despair.
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"Everyone can see clearly that this person is the chief elder of our southern sect, the elder Nanlong."
As soon as he arrived at his camp, Fatty Wang introduced Nanlong to all the disciples, and the proud look in his eyes was clearly visible.
Before, it was impossible for Nanlong to come to his training ground.
"Meet the Great Elder."
"Meet the Great Elder."
"Meet the Great Elder."
One by one, the disciples hurriedly bowed down and were extremely respectful.
Nanlong just waved his hand lightly, his eyes constantly wandering.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, please get up quickly and practice quickly."
"By the way, where is Ye Fan and others? Which room is he in?"
"No need to worry, Great Elder, I will bring him out to see you right away."
After a while, Ye Fan was forcefully pulled over by Fatty Wang.
"Elder, what are you doing? Aren't I practicing well?"
"You are still practicing at this time. This time you are going to meet a big shot. He is the great elder of our southern sect. Please pay more attention to what you say then."
At the last moment, Fatty Wang did not forget to remind Ye Fan.
After all, this guy will not only surprise you, but also scare you.
"The great elder of the Southern Sect?"
Ye Fan sighed slightly, it seemed that he could see a strong man this time.
When Fatty Wang brought Ye Fan to Nan Long, the two looked at each other.
"Meet the Great Elder."
Ye Fan bowed down respectfully, as the minimum etiquette should be observed.