Murong Guangzhao just walked into the Beidou Inn casually and naturally, ignoring the old man beside him.
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene, with a very wonderful expression on their faces. This old man's name was Bai Xiao, and he had a very high status among the disciples. He was usually very arrogant, and relied on his long years of practice to rely on his old age. Unexpectedly, he also had
Today, I am really happy.
"This is Murong Zhaozhao, Bai Xiao is defeated..." Liu Shan secretly laughed in his heart. Everyone knows that Murong Zhaozhao is upright, but Bai Xiao actually said such words, he is really asking for trouble.
I saw that Bai Xiao's face was as ugly as possible, and the lines on his face were almost twisted together. In front of so many people, Murong Guangzhao didn't even give him a trace of face. It was really too presumptuous, but because of the
He could only endure Murong Zhaozhao's identity. After all, the Murong family still had great power in Beidou City.
I saw the disciples of the Beidou Star Pavilion walking out one after another with great momentum, strolling towards the void, their eyes sweeping over a genius, as if they were choosing something.
From now on until the end of the selection, they will stay with the geniuses they receive. The stronger the geniuses they receive, the more rewards the Beidou Star Pavilion will give them. During this period, the geniuses can make any suggestions to them.
Requirements, as long as they are within their capabilities, will be met.
Therefore, the Beidou Star Pavilion is nominally to receive the geniuses, but in fact it is a process of mutual selection, and everyone gets what they need.
"Mr. Nangong." A voice came out, and a middle-aged man wearing a star robe walked towards a genius. He said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Nangong, I have some friendship with your father. I wonder if you are willing to let me go.
Shall I receive it?"
Nangong Cang, ranked eleventh on the Star List, has been practicing for more than 50 years, which is enough to be called a genius. He has a prominent reputation among the younger generation and is a treasure in the eyes of many Beidou Star Pavilion disciples.
When Nangong Cang heard his name, he turned to look at the disciple, his expression paused slightly, he looked him up and down, and said, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, but he still maintained a calm attitude and said with a smile: "My name is Han Ling, and I have some friendship with your father Nangong Hao. Mr. Nangong has extraordinary talent, and he is really a formidable young man, which makes me ashamed."
Nangong Cang showed a hint of thinking and asked: "May I ask how you rank among the disciples?"
After saying these words, Han Ling's eyes suddenly froze, and he suddenly looked embarrassed. He did not respond, as if it was a bit difficult to say.
Not only the geniuses, but the disciples of the Beidou Star Pavilion also have corresponding rankings. This ranking is mainly compiled based on the strength and talent of the disciples. Although it is not absolute, it has a certain degree of persuasion. Many geniuses choose to receive them based on this.
Is the disciple strong?
Han Ling's reaction was clearly seen by Nangong Cang. Nangong Cang suddenly understood. His eyes were cold for a moment and he looked away. He put his hands behind his hands and said: "It seems that your status is not high, so please come back."
Being rejected so bluntly by Nangong Cang, the middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. He thought that he might be rejected, but he didn't expect that Nangong Cang would choose such a direct method, leaving no room for error.
Still a little unwilling in his heart, Han Ling spoke again: "Although my ranking is average, my real strength is not much comparable to that of the core disciples, and your father and I..."
Before Han Ling could finish speaking, Nangong Cang waved his hand to interrupt him impatiently, and said calmly: "My father is such a person, and he has made so many friends. You should weigh your own strength before speaking.
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After the words fell, Nangong Cang left here with a flutter of sleeves and walked down, leaving Han Ling alone there without paying any attention to the latter's extremely ugly expression.
Looking at the back of Nangong Cang who left proudly [31 Novel Network ], several rays of cold light burst out from Han Ling's eyes, revealing a terrifying killing intent, which caused the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.
He had lowered his posture enough. Nangong Cang still spoke to him condescendingly, and his words were so arrogant. Although he, Han Ling, was not an extraordinary disciple, he was still a Yuan King. If placed in other places, he could rule an area.
Whenever I have been insulted like this, the anger in my heart is almost uncontrollable.
"Just wait, I will repay you a hundredfold for today's humiliation!" Han Ling stared at Nangong Cang like a poisonous snake with killing intent.
Not all the disciples were dispatched. On the contrary, most of the disciples who were dispatched were some disciples who were in the middle and lower reaches. Those truly extraordinary disciples stood still and did not move around. With their status, there was no need to personally look for the genius.
There will be geniuses coming to find them.
Nangong Cang came to the disciples, his eyes swept over the indifferent faces, and finally landed on one person, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
He had seen this disciple at a banquet hosted by his father. He clearly remembered that this person came floating in the air, his temperament was extremely outstanding, and he overwhelmed all the guests. Even his father was very polite and full of praise in his words.
word.
And with the peak strength of his father Yuan Wang, it is obvious that he would not show such respect just because of a mere Yuan Wang, so there is only one possibility. This person's identity is extraordinary.
At that time, Nangong Cang was guessing about this person's identity. Now he finally understood that this person came from Beidou Star Pavilion. In this way, his status among the disciples must be very high. Only in this way can he explain his father's treatment of him.
Attitude.
A smile flashed in Nangong Cang's eyes. If he could be received by this person, it would be of great benefit to him. His father would be extremely happy if he knew about it, so he walked in the direction of the person, with a faint smile on his lips.
Han Ling has been watching Nangong Cang's movements. He is not willing to give in. He must see how Nangong Cang is rejected.
When he saw the direction Nangong Cang was walking in, his pupils shrank slightly, as if he was a little surprised, and murmured: "Liu Shan?"
The direction Nangong Cang walked was exactly where Liu Shan was, and the person he saw at the banquet that day was Liu Shan.
Liu Shan sensed someone walking towards him, his eyes flashed, and he happened to see Nangong Cang walking towards him. Nangong Cang stopped, bowed to Liu Shan and said: "Nangong Cang, my father Nangong Hao, I once held a ceremony held by my father
I met senior at the banquet, I wonder if senior can receive me?"
Nangong Cang's voice was loud, and everyone around him heard it clearly. Han Ling naturally heard it too. His face was ashen and angry, and he wanted to slap Nangong Cang to death.
How humble he was in order to gain Nangong Cang's approval, yet Nangong Cang was so arrogant and arrogant, rejecting him mercilessly, showing no mercy, and even making sarcastic remarks to him.
Nowadays, in order to gain Liu Shan's recognition, Nangong Cang behaves in a humble and courteous manner. There is no trace of the arrogance he had before. The transformation is staggering.
This is the difference between the strong and the weak. The strong are respected by others, and even if they are indifferent, they will still be praised, while the weak will still be humiliated even if they lower their posture.