All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

Chapter 425 I am Wu Zun's help
In the tall and spacious Wuzun Hall that had been newly renovated by craftsmen, Wang Zhifan was observing the large number of the first group of students outside the hall, when he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from outside.

"Brother! Here! Here!"

The voice was actually not very loud, and the speaker even deliberately suppressed its volume, but Wang Zhifan's hearing was so sharp that he felt it was very familiar as soon as he heard it.

He immediately turned his gaze towards the source of the sound outside the hall and found that it was indeed an acquaintance who greeted him across a large crowd.

The man was wearing a gray cloth robe and a pair of black sunglasses. Who else could it be but the Xia player he met in a restaurant in Tianyuan City yesterday?

"Is it him? There's also a white female player following here, the other four aren't around."

In an instant, Wang Zhifan used his powerful perception to confirm the number and locations of the players coming.

Without thinking, he flashed and passed through the nearly two-meter-high wide gate of the Wu Zun Hall in the blink of an eye with his skilled lightness skills. He passed the hundreds of people gathered outside the hall and appeared in front of the Xia player who greeted him.

"Oh my god! Man, you're so fast it's like teleporting!"

Since Wang Zhifan came out of the hall as fast as a flash, the Xia player wearing sunglasses was so frightened that he retreated several steps and almost fell to the ground.

Wang Zhifan ignored his surprise, smiled politely and said:

"I haven't seen you for a day. Do you have any plans to cooperate with me?"

He assumed that these players came to him for this purpose and it was unlikely that they were just bored and came to play with him.

"That's right! You seem to be a straightforward person! Then I'll be frank. I want to join the Martial Honor Hall like you. I wonder if you can give me some advice on how to do it?"

This Xia player did not waste any time and directly put forward his request. He also rubbed his fingers imperceptibly, implying that asking Wang Zhifan for help was not free of charge.

After hearing this, Wang Zhifan immediately understood what was going on. According to the general thinking of the player group, he speculated that this player should want to join his Wuzun Hall to practice and want to use this platform to improve his personal strength.

After all, this kind of thing is not uncommon in dungeons. Wang Zhifan remembers that many people have posted on the forum that some special dungeons have very high-quality hidden tasks that allow players to gain special abilities or even special professions. Therefore, this kind of project is something that every player is eager to explore in depth.

But the request made by the other party at this time made Wang Zhifan speechless, because his real identity was different from what the player thought. He did not join the Wuzun Palace through some means, but the Wuzun Palace existed because of him. He was the master of the Wuzun Palace!

As the master of the Martial Honor Hall, he naturally had the power to accept this player, but the question was, did he really want to do this? Accept the player as a disciple to train their fighting power? Regardless of whether other players agreed to become his disciples, he himself was unwilling to do such a troublesome thing!
Therefore, Wang Zhifan thought that it would be better for the other party to stop thinking like this, so he chose to speak frankly to the young man in sunglasses in front of him:
"Regarding joining the Martial Honor Hall... I suggest you stop thinking about it, because I am the Martial Honor Hall, and it would definitely not be appropriate for me to accept you as my disciples. I don't need to explain the reason in detail, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young Xia player wearing black sunglasses was slightly stunned, then he suddenly bent down and laughed:

"Hahaha! Brother, the way you joke so seriously is so funny! Oh, can you please not be so stingy! It won't be a big deal if I enter the Martial Honor Hall with one more person!"

The player's sunglasses were askew due to his laughter, and one could see liquid almost coming out of the corners of his eyes. This showed how outrageous Wang Zhifan's words that he was Martial Master were to him, and he couldn't believe it at all.

"..."

Wang Zhifan couldn't help but feel a little helpless after seeing this scene. He was telling the truth, but what could he do if others didn't believe him? He couldn't find a few people to prove it on the spot. He wasn't so bored as to interfere with the dungeon NPC who was busy recruiting students.

"Alright, alright! I'm not kidding! Anyway, you can't enter the Martial Honor Hall! But I should be able to help you in other aspects. Do you have any other plans besides entering the Martial Honor Hall?"

As for other players, Wang Zhifan still maintained an attitude of cooperation and mutual assistance. This dungeon was quite difficult, and more strength would allow them to clear it sooner. So he spoke seriously to the Xia player in front of him who was already laughing to tears.

Seeing Wang Zhifan's serious look, the young man in front of him stood up, raised his hand to adjust his sunglasses that almost fell off his nose, looked at Wang Zhifan and said helplessly:

"Brother, you are not a decent person. You want to eat all by yourself... But I am not really interested in martial arts. I don't have to enter the Martial Honor Hall... How about you tell me how to enter the Taoist practice in this dungeon? Or is there any way to join the NPC team fighting monsters outside? I think it is safest to act with the NPC!"

"You want to work with the NPCs to clean up the demons? I have a plan for that!"

Wang Zhifan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he raised his hand to grab the player's shoulder and bring him into the hall, but he suddenly turned his head and looked to the other side, at a white female player who had been standing silently in the corner of the crowd, chewing a children's lollipop and watching this place.

"Hello! Do you want to join us?"

Although Wang Zhifan felt that the white female player with many freckles on her face was in a very strange state, he still specifically asked for her opinion. He did not completely ignore her just because she behaved like a female ghost.

"Tsk...Brother, why are you paying attention to her? She doesn't look like a normal person at all. She might be some weird thing disguised as a player!"

The young man from Xia country standing by suddenly had some opinions. Unlike Wang Zhifan, he had spent more time in contact with this extremely weird foreign female player. He knew very well that she was a completely incomprehensible existence, so weird that he couldn't help but doubt her identity as a player.

Of course, this foreign woman with freckles on her face must be a player. The reason is very simple. There are no white people in this dungeon world. All the natives look like the ancient people of Xia State! The other party could only have come in through the dungeon!
As Wang Zhifan finished speaking, amid the complaints of the players next to him, Wang Zhifan saw the strange white female player not far away nodded at him imperceptibly, and then she passed through the crowd like a ghost and appeared next to the two of them in almost the blink of an eye.

"Fuck! It really looks like a ghost!"

The young man from Xia country who was wearing sunglasses was frightened and jumped for the second time. He looked at the strange white woman who was so close to him for the first time with a somewhat vigilant look, and almost entered a semi-combat state.

But the white woman with freckles on her face and short light blonde hair didn't pay attention to his actions. Her eyes were fixed on Wang Zhifan, as if waiting for his next move.

"You guys come with me."

Wang Zhifan was not the type to waste time, so he led the two players towards the Wuzun Hall.

After they bypassed the crowd and entered through the side door of the Wuzun Hall, Wang Zhifan led the two of them to a middle-aged Taoist priest with a goatee who was touching the bones of a young student.

This Taoist was Xuan Zhenzi, the disciple of Qingyang Taoist whom Wang Zhifan had met in Shenliangshan Town earlier yesterday. He was on a rotational rest after participating in a demon-killing operation, and was called by Qingyangzi to help. At this moment, Xuan Zhenzi had just finished touching the limbs of a bronze-skinned, tall and strong boy in front of him, about twelve or thirteen years old, and nodded his head several times to give a high evaluation:

"This boy has extraordinary muscles and bones, and is a good material for martial arts training. He is allowed to pass!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two middle-aged men and women who were waiting eagerly behind the tall and strong bronze-skinned young man suddenly looked overjoyed, bowed repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Taoist priest!" "Thank you, Taoist priest!"

"No need to thank me! It's your child who has this talent! Go into the hall and wait, and let the next person come in!"

After hearing this, Xuan Zhenzi smiled and touched his thick goatee which he had carefully maintained. He called on those who had passed this level to go into the hall and wait. But before the next student arrived, he found that Wang Zhifan was coming towards him with two strange men.

"Your Excellency Wu Zun!"

As a person arranged by Qingyangzi to help, Xuan Zhenzi was very clear that the tall young man walking towards him was the owner of the Wuzun Hall, so he quickly stood up to show respect.

In an instant, the crowd outside the palace who were separated by the Qingyang Palace gatekeeper and other guards became excited after hearing the voice. They all focused their eyes on Wang Zhifan and began to whisper to each other.

"That's His Excellency Wu Zun! He looks so young!"

"It is rumored that His Excellency Wu Zun is a peerless genius, and of course he is very young! And from what I have seen today, His Excellency Wu Zun has a tall and heroic figure and a righteous spirit. He will definitely lead his disciples on the right path..."

"What a sin! What a sin! I just thought that was Wu Zun's chief disciple..."

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"Silence! No noise is allowed outside the Martial Honor Hall! Those who refuse to change will be disqualified from the test!"

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Amid the discussions outside and the rebukes from the guards in front of the hall, Wang Zhifan also talked about business with Xuan Zhenzi, telling him that he wanted to recommend the two people behind him to join Tianyuan City's demon-hunting team. He said that although these two people looked a little strange, they were very capable and could help the Taoist sect deal with the demons who were causing trouble everywhere.

After Xuan Zhenzi heard what he said, he solemnly glanced at the two players behind him, especially at the freckled white girl who looked a little strange. He stayed there for half a second, and after a slight hesitation, he replied to Wang Zhifan:
"Your Excellency Wu Zun, I will lead my disciples to eliminate the demons soon. If you agree, I can recruit the two of them and fight together..."

From Taoist Xuan Zhenzi's slightly conflicted expression, it can be seen that he is actually still a little worried about the two people recommended by Wang Zhifan, because there are some problems with them no matter how you look at them. But Wang Zhifan is now a hot figure in Tianyuan City and even the entire Huojing. He also helped him and his disciples a lot in battle. It is not an exaggeration to say that he saved their lives, so he had to agree to Wang Zhifan's request.

"Then I would like to thank you first!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Zhifan hurriedly thanked him, and then in order not to delay the other party's work, he quickly took the two players behind him and left towards the side hall.

It is worth mentioning that during this process, he noticed that Xia Guo, the man with sunglasses who had a curious look just now, looked a little dazed, and his mouth remained open wide enough to swallow an egg for several seconds, as if his worldview was shattered by something.

"Brother... are you really... a martial arts master? Are you the martial arts master mentioned in the notice?"

After arriving at the empty side hall, the Xia player, who was extremely surprised, took off his sunglasses and asked Wang Zhifan twice with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. His voice even sounded a little trembling.

Wang Zhifan glanced at him helplessly and replied:

"Yeah, didn't I tell you just now? What can I do if you don't believe me?"

"Fuck... Wu Zun, this should be a very powerful special title, right? What is the specific effect? ​​Can you tell me the strategy to obtain it? I can exchange it for a rare equipment!"

After a brief shock, the Xia player started to think again, staring at Wang Zhifan in front of him with shining eyes, as if he was looking at a glittering vault.

"It's very simple. Just kill the demons. As long as you kill enough strong demons, the NPC will automatically give it to you. As for the effect, it's different for everyone. You'll know when the time comes."

Wang Zhifan was a little speechless after being tricked by this guy, so he quickly said a few words to get him to stop dwelling on this topic.

"Where are you living now? When we are ready to fight the demons, I will send someone to inform you."

Afterwards, he prepared to send the two men away from the Wuzun Palace, because he noticed that there were several familiar auras approaching in the sky around him, and he had to free up his hands to receive the guests.

No matter how thick-skinned the young players from Xia Country were, they knew it was time to leave, so they quickly made an appointment with Wang Zhifan and left through the side door. The freckled white woman in a strange state was even more straightforward, she said nothing and floated out of the Wu Zun Hall like a ghost.

"This woman is worthy of my attention... I hope I am overthinking it."

On the surface, Wang Zhifan seemed to be nice to the strange woman, but in fact, he had his own thoughts. He suspected that there was something strange about her identity, so he decided to get close to her.

But these things will not come to a conclusion for the time being. Just a few seconds after the two players left, several outstanding and handsome scholars with feather fans and long scarves landed outside the Martial Honor Hall. A showy voice came from one of them:

"Mr. Wu Zun! I am here to learn from you the art of painting!"

There was no doubt that the person who came was the Confucian master Qingfeng, whom Wang Zhifan had only known for one day. This guy actually came to him at this time with several companions.

"Good fellow... Is this guy still thinking about my shadow-retaining technique?"

Wang Zhifan complained in his heart and hurried out to meet him. At the same time, he glanced at the sky in the other direction imperceptibly.

In that direction, a young woman in black with a pair of gorgeous dragon horns on her forehead was flying gracefully from a distance.

(End of this chapter)