In the empty hall, Bai Zhanfeng, whose hair was half white, sat on the top as usual, and his fingers beat the table rhythmically, his eyes dazzled, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
On the top of Bai Zhanfeng, there was a middle-aged man sitting.
The one on the left has a tall figure, sharp eyes, and the outlines of her eyebrows are somewhat similar to Bai Zhanfeng.
The one on the right is a fat man with a big body. As a soul maker, physical training is a necessary process, so ordinary soul makers have very good health. For example, this person is definitely in the soul maker world.
It is an alternative. The fat man always has an unobstructed smile on his face, and his eyes are squeezed into a line by fat. When people see it at first glance, they always have the smell of a knife hidden in their smile.
Behind the fat man, three young men with extraordinary appearance and temperament were standing respectfully, and their heads were subconsciously raised slightly, making them look quite arrogant.
"Dad, today I secretly brought us together. What's the matter?" The middle-aged man in the left was the first to calm down and broke the dullness.
"Actually, there is nothing important. Yesterday, the son of an old friend of mine suddenly visited and said that he would participate in this sect competition under the name of our Fengtian Pavilion!" Bai Zhanfeng glanced at the three people behind the fat man's hearing the words.
The slightly changed young man paused and continued, "I have promised him that as long as he can defeat any of the three of them, I will let him take the position of that person to participate in the sect competition."
"This... Dad, we have already decided on this matter. I'm afraid there is something wrong with ordering it every day?" the middle-aged man frowned.
"I have the final say or not. Which turn is the time to interrupt?" Bai Zhanfeng looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and then turned his attention to the three young men, "You three should be careful with me, don't
Because their cultivation level is lower than that of you, you should underestimate them. Otherwise, if you lose at that time, you will be useless to spend so much effort on you!"
"Dad, you..."
"Oh, junior brother!" The middle-aged man on the left wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the fat man. "What the teacher said is not unreasonable. Whoever has the strength will be allowed to participate in the sect competition. Anyway, anyway,
The honors earned also belong to our Fengtian Pavilion. Besides, these three little guys are all produced by me. Among the younger generation, I believe that few people can beat them, and you must be right.
They have confidence!”
"What my senior brother said is very true!" When the middle-aged man heard this, he felt that what the fat man said was indeed reasonable, so he no longer objected.
At this moment, there were several footsteps outside the hall coming from far to near.
When Bai Zhe took Qin Tianming and Zhuo Tianzhao into the hall, everyone's eyes almost ignored Qin Tianming and focused on Zhuo Tianzhao, because you can tell from his age that Zhuo Tianzhao is going to be with the third place this time
A famous young man who competes.
When I saw Zhuo Tianzhao for the first time, the middle-aged and fat man were both lit up, and I couldn't help but say in my heart: What a handsome and beautiful boy!
But then, the two of them frowned unconsciously. Sixth-level Soul Lord? This cultivation is a little weak, right? What is the idea of Dad (teacher)?
When the three young men saw Zhuo Tianzhao, their first reaction was to let out a sigh of relief. With their strength, they could deal with a mere sixth-level soul master.
"Senior Bai (Master Bai Pavilion)!" Zhuo Tianzhao and Qin Tianming bowed to Bai Zhanfeng at the same time.
"Come on, nephew, head of the Qin family, I'll introduce it to you!" Bai Zhanfeng pointed to the middle-aged man on the left with a warm smile, "This is my son Bai Yuncheng." Then he pointed with his finger.
Referring to the fat man on the right, "This is my personal disciple Bai Yunfei!"
Zhuo Tianzhao greeted Bai Yuncheng and Bai Yun's flying greeting with calm on the surface, but there were storms in his heart. It would be fine if Bai Yuncheng was the third-level soul emperor, but that Bai Yunfei, who was as fat as a pig, turned out to be a fourth.
The Soul Emperor, this is really a must-see.
"My nephew, the three of them are the contestants I, Fengtian Pavilion, originally scheduled to participate in the sect competition." After introducing Bai Yuncheng and Bai Yunfei, Bai Zhanfeng began to introduce three young people to Zhuo Tianzhao.
From left to right, the three young men were named Bai Ruqing, Bai Ruchao and Bai Rugang. Among them, Bai Ruchao, who was slender in the middle, was Bai Zhanfeng's grandson, and Bai Yuncheng's son.
Bai Ruchao's cultivation among the three young men is the highest, the second-level soul saint, and the other Bai Ruqing and Bai Rugang are both first-level soul saints.
"What a good nephew? Just pick one." Bai Zhanfeng laughed and said, "As long as you defeat anyone, I will let you take his place to participate in the sect competition!"
"This... it's up to Senior Bai!" Zhuo Tianzhao looked at the three of them at once, and for a while, he didn't know who to choose. Over the years, Zhuo Tianzhao has been following some soul saints and even soul emperor masters.
To be honest, he has positioned himself in a relatively high position. He has indeed not paid much attention to these peers or young people a few years older than him, because he is not in the same place at all.
In terms of grade.
Although the three of them saw that there were sneers, mockery, and disdain in their expressions, Zhuo Tianzhao just smiled in his heart: It’s just a clown!
"Grandpa, let me compete with him!" Bai Ruchao stepped forward and volunteered.
"Ru Chao, how can you do such a small character? Let me do it!" Bai Rugang, who was slightly strong, slapped Bai Rucha's shoulder, then looked at Zhuo Tianzhao and smiled coldly, "Little Little Little Little Little Little
The Sixth-level Soul Lord also wants to participate in the sect competition. It’s a fool. I will make you unable to get up with three moves!"
"No, Rugang, you are too big, what if you hurt him? Leave it to me, I'll do it more appropriately!" Bai Ruqing, who was thin, also smiled.
"Stop robbing it!" Zhuo Tianzhao suddenly showed a bright smile on his handsome face, "Since you three want to compete with me so much, why not go together!"
"What did you say!?"
"Arrogant boy!"
"act recklessly!"
Slap!!!
With three crisp sounds in a row, the entire hall fell into silence. Bai Ruchao and the other two neatly turned their heads, and a dark red palm print on their left face was shocking.
"grandfather……"
"Ancestor...Master!"
Bai Ruchao and the other two looked at Bai Zhanfeng, who was already angry and looked as if he was ashen, and his body trembled in fear.
"Look at what you are now! You are all rude and irritable, what kind of morality is it!? People who don't know think you are a rogue from the market!" Bai Zhanfeng shouted loudly, "After today's competition,
I went to the Hall of Thoughts to think about my mistakes behind closed doors. Before the sect competition, no one was allowed to come out. Did you hear it?”
"Yes!" Bai Ruchao and the other two responded weakly. Facing Bai Zhanfeng in anger, Bai Yuncheng and Bai Yunfei also seemed a little timid, so how could they dare to plead for a moment?
"Nephew, the head of the Qin family, I'm asking you to laugh at me!" Bai Zhanfeng smiled embarrassedly when he saw that Zhuo Tianzhao and Qin Tianming's faces were a little unnatural.
"Senior Bai, it's normal for young people to be a little impatient. I just don't have two words to say to the three senior brothers." Zhuo Tianzhao's eyes were like a blade and confessed that Ruchao and the other three had cut their faces, "First,
High cultivation does not mean strong strength. Secondly, now your cultivation is higher than me, but because you have lived a few more years than me, to be honest, there is nothing to show off!”
"you……"
"I know you are very dissatisfied. Do you want to question me, you are younger than you and have weaker cultivation than you. Why should you teach you a lesson? Isn't it?" As if seeing through the thoughts of the three of them, Zhuo Tianzhao continued, "It doesn't matter"
, You'll know soon."
"Senior Bai, please help us find a larger martial arts performance venue." Zhuo Tianzhao said to Bai Zhanfeng, then turned his eyes to Bai Ruchao and the other two, slowly raised his right hand, and compared one.
', "I just said, count the words, you three go together, for one minute, if you three can still get up, I will kneel down and kowtow to apologize to you!"
"What!?"
Zhuo Tianzhao's words were like bombs hitting everyone's hearts. At this moment, not only Bai Yuncheng, but Bai Yunfei's face changed drastically, but even Qin Tianming and Bai Zhanfeng showed an incredible expression.
"Xian...心典, do you take this seriously?" Bai Zhanfeng's voice trembled a little.
"Senior Bai, don't forget who my son is!"
With a plain sentence, anyone could feel the overwhelming confidence that Zhuo Tianzhao exuded. It was this sentence that calmed down Qin Tianming's heart, who was originally a little at a loss.
It looks like! It looks so similar! That domineering and arrogant domineering aura is exactly the same as the master!
At this moment, Qin Tianming's worry was gone, and some were full of confidence in Zhuo Tianzhao.
"Haha, okay! As expected, the tiger father has no dog son!" Bai Zhanfeng suddenly burst into laughter after a long time, "Today I will trouble you to teach me these three ignorant boys who are ignorant of the world. Let's take you to the martial arts venue!"
After Bai Zhanfeng said that, he took Zhuo Tianzhao's hand and walked out of the hall with him. After that, Qin Tianming, Bai Zhe and Bai Ruchao also followed, leaving only Bai Yuncheng and Bai Yunfei with complex expressions.
The stayed in place.
"Senior Brother, do you know who this kid is, and who is his father?" Bai Yuncheng said with a serious face, "Dad cares a lot about him. A mere sixth-level soul master can really be within one minute
Just defeat Ruchao and the other three? I don’t believe it if I beat you to death!”
"I haven't heard from the teacher!" Bai Rufei thought for a while and shook his head, "Is this kid real or bragging? You'll know if you go and see it? If it's true, then this sect competition will be held in this class.