The purple-haired old man Wu Chao on the side also looked over.
He also wanted to know how capable this genius Wu Cang was.
"Seventh floor." Jian Wushuang replied calmly.
"Seventh floor?" Wu Cang glanced at Jian Wushuang in surprise.
According to his understanding of Jian Wushuang, it should be normal for Jian Wushuang to break through all ten floors of Feixue Tower, but now he has only broken through the seventh floor?
"I told him that the standard for passing the test is the seventh level, but he passed the seventh level. This kid..." Wu Cang immediately understood that Jian Wushuang did not try his best.
Wu Chao, who was standing by, smiled coldly, "The seventh floor? It has just reached the threshold to enter Feixue Dojo. Wu Cang, don't the talents of the people you brought here be very good?"
"Humph, the genius you brought may not be that strong." Wu Cang snorted coldly.
"Really?" Wu Chao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at the indifferent man behind him who had remained silent. "Dong Ao, it's up to you."
"Yeah." The indifferent man nodded slightly and immediately walked towards the Feixue Tower. From the beginning to the end, he never glanced at Jian Wushuang.
"Wu Cang, you and the little guy you brought here should take a good look at it." Wu Chao smiled.
"I don't have time to waste time with you here, Jian Wushuang, let's go." Wu Cang left directly with Jian Wushuang.
When Wu Chao saw this, he smiled coldly but did not stop him.
"Master Wu Cang, who was that person just now? You and he seemed to be having a bit of a feud?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"His name is Wu Chao. Like me, he is also the golden-robed deacon of Feixue Dojo, and I do have some issues with him. He has been competing with me over the years." Wu Cang said.
"As expected." Jian Wushuang smiled dumbly.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see the first steward of my Feixue Dojo."
Wu Cang immediately led Jian Wushuang to an attic and saw a woman in a blue shirt.
This woman in green shirt looks weak, but Jian Wushuang's soul power can sense that her aura is stronger than that of Wu Cang and Wu Chao.
Obviously, this woman in green shirt should be the first deacon of Feixue Dojo.
"Sir Qing, this is Jian Wushuang, who has just passed the test of Feixue Tower and joined Feixue Dojo. I am bringing him here now to ask you, sir, to give me the quota for the first-level Celestial God Ranking Tournament in three months.
Give him one." Wu Cang directly explained his purpose.
"A quota for the first-level Heavenly Realm God? Do you want one too?" Master Qing couldn't help but frown.
"Why, is there anyone else who wants it besides me?" Wu Cang was surprised.
"It's Wu Chao. He sent me a message before, saying that he would reserve one of the first-level Heavenly Realm God's battle quotas for him." Lord Qing said.
"It's Wu Chao again, what on earth is he going to do?" Wu Cang couldn't help but get angry.
"I will summon him now and let's discuss this matter together when he comes." Lord Qing said.
Following Master Qing's message, Wu Chao and the genius Dong Ao he brought came in not long after.
When he saw Wu Cang and Jian Wushuang, Wu Chao smiled coldly, while Dong Ao still had an indifferent and arrogant attitude.
"Okay, now that you are all here, let's talk together."
Lord Qing looked down and said, "There will be three ranking matches in three months, from the first to the third heaven. Each match will have ten quotas. For the first level world god's ranking match, our Feixue Dojo will naturally send out
Ten genius disciples of the first level are going to participate, but among the ten quotas, nine have already been decided. They are the nine best among the first level gods of my Feixue Dojo. Only the last quota is left.
It’s not decided yet!”
"And now you both want the last quota, so who should I give it to?"
"Of course it's for Jian Wushuang." Wu Cang said directly, "Only he can ensure that my Feixue Dojo wins in that level of Heavenly Realm God Ranking Tournament!"
"Humph, what a loud tone, Wu Cang, let me ask you, which floor of Feixue Tower has Jian Wushuang passed through?" Wu Chao looked over.
"Seventh floor." Wu Cang said.
"Haha, that's it. The seventh level can only reach the level of ordinary disciples of my Feixue Dojo. But do you know which level Dong Ao I brought has just passed?" Wu Chao paused deliberately.
, and then he spoke, "He was only one step away from the eighth floor, and even the ninth floor."
"But from this point on, it's already clear which one of these two is stronger and which one is weaker."
"Only one step away from crossing the ninth floor?" Master Qing's expression changed.
The Feixue Tower becomes more difficult as you go up.
Now in Feixue Dojo, among the first-level heavenly gods, there will never be more than five people who can break through the ninth level. Those five people will definitely participate in the ranking battle, and this Dong Ao is obviously very close to those few people.
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"It's just a flying snow tower. It has many levels, so what does that mean?" Wu Cang shouted in a low voice.
"Are you still being stubborn?" Wu Chao sneered.
"Okay, shut up!" As soon as Lord Qing opened his mouth, both Wu Cang and Wu Chao kept their mouths shut.
"You two should know very well that our Feixue Dojo has lost to Kaishen Palace in ranking matches five times in a row. If we lose again this time, then our Feixue Dojo will really be unable to hold its head high.
You should have felt the anger of Master Ji at the council before. How can such a major event be treated as a trivial matter?"
Master Qing's cold voice echoed in the palace.
Wu Cang and Wu Chao both lowered their heads and did not dare to say any more.
"Don't you two say that the talents you brought are great? In this case, let's use the simplest method and let the two of them fight one-on-one. Whoever wins will get the last place in the competition.
, do you have any opinions?" Master Qing's eyes widened.
"No." Wu Cang and Wu Chao both shook their heads.
Jian Wushuang raised his brows but had no objection.
As for Dong Ao, he was still extremely indifferent. He glanced at Jian Wushuang, with a trace of disdain flashing at the corner of his mouth.
A first-level heavenly god who could only get through the seventh floor of Feixue Tower was not enough to attract his attention.
Within the Feixue Dojo, there is a huge and vast school field. This school ground is where many geniuses from the Feixue Dojo compete and compete on a daily basis.
Jian Wushuang and others have now arrived at the longer center.
In addition to Master Qing, Wu Cang, and Wu Chao, many talented disciples from Feixue Dojo were also attracted.
Among those talented disciples, the most eye-catching one was a slender and handsome man.
"Long Hao, you are the number one among the first-level heavenly gods in my Feixue dojo. In the ranking of the first-level heavenly gods three months later, you will definitely be the leader. Take a good look at them now, and look at the two of them.
, which one is more suitable to accompany you in the battle?" Lord Qing said.
"Yes." The slender and handsome man Long Hao nodded immediately.