What to do if the talent is too high

Chapter 174 The Birth of the 24th Prince!

Seeing the uproar of the crowd, even the flesh of the Great Demon King Roushan was a little embarrassed.

But after all, he is the head of the God's Martial Academy, the second brother of the God of the God of War, not only has experienced endless ups and downs, but also has a very thick skin.

He coughed and said, "Okay, now that Lord Valkyrie has spoken, the outcome of this recruitment battle has been decided. The winner, who will become the No. 20 four disciples of Lord Valkyrie, is..."

At this moment, Fan Jin suddenly shouted loudly: "I don't accept it!"

Everyone was stunned.

Although everyone felt that Valkyrie's decision was too hasty, since Lord Valkyrie had already spoken, there was nothing he could do and could only accept.

Unexpectedly, this old disciple who was over sixty years old would actually open his mouth to fight.

Zhu Pingtian frowned: "Fan Jin, why are you not convinced?"

"Since Lord Martial God is going to take a test for refining weapons, the outcome should be determined by the level of refining weapons. How can Li Mingyang become a direct disciple of the Martial God after setting up a barbecue grill?"

"It's fine if I lose to Bu Juechen. I'm also ashamed of his refining technique, but I'm not convinced if I lose to Li Mingyang!"

Zhu Pingtian was amused: "You old fan is considered a veteran, don't you know if others don't know? Martial God, the old man doesn't play cards according to the routine, which one do you think he doesn't play well? But the election Did the disciples who came out miss it?"

Fan Jin was choked for a while, but still unconvinced, he looked at Bu Juechen.

"what do you say?"

Bu Juechen saw that this was going to pull him back, his face turned pale, and he said in a low voice: "I... I'm okay, at worst there will be a next class, after all, I'm still young..."

Fan Jin: "..."

Li Mingyang also couldn't bear it: "Brother Fan, we are all competitors, I can't let you, but I also wonder, why are you so persistent in being Lord Martial God's apprentice?"

Fan Jin was silent for a long time.

"You are still young, and even many of you have never experienced that monster war at all. It is just an inexplicable respect and awe for Lord Valkyrie, but I am different..."

"Lord Valkyrie, you are my savior."

"Oh?"

Fan Jin shook his head: "If it weren't for Lord Martial God, I would have been torn to pieces by the monsters of the Yaozu. How could I survive to this day, and how could I cultivate to the realm of a master?"

"From that day on, I swore that I would follow Lord Wushen for the rest of my life, and I would try my best to become the disciple of Lord Wushen!"

Li Mingyang was a little moved, but he still sighed: "In the eyes of the people of the world, in fact, you are already a disciple of Lord Martial God, and even you are not just an ordinary disciple of God's Martial Academy, but the most core disciple of Martial Arts."

Fan Jin said loudly: "It's not enough! I want to be the personal heir of the Martial God! I want to proudly declare to my descendants that my magical powers are passed down from the Martial God!"

Next to him, Bu Juechen said in a low voice: "Master Martial God's personal heir? If that's the case, you don't have to be the disciple of Martial God, it's the same to be his disciple..."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then shook their heads and smiled wryly, guessing that Fan Jin would explode into cursing.

After all, one must be a disciple to become the direct descendant of the Martial God. Even if the disciple and grandson are in the same line, it is quite different from his desire to follow and be close to the Martial God.

This Bu Juechen has extraordinary talent, but he is too simple and honest.

Unexpectedly, Fan Jin was stunned after hearing this, as if he was thinking seriously.

After a while, he slammed his fist: "That's right! Why didn't I think of that!"

Everyone: "..."

His old face was flushed with excitement, and after turning around, Li Mingyang was the closest, so he immediately bowed and saluted: "Master Li Mingyang is here, and I, Fan Jin, worship you as my teacher!"

Li Mingyang: "..."

He took half a step back in embarrassment, glared at Bu Juechen, and cursed him for what kind of idea he came up with.

But if you let him refuse at this time, it seems very unreasonable.

Li Mingyang could only cough, and said with a dry smile: "Brother Fan, you, I..."

"I don't care. From today on, Li Mingyang is my master. Who is in favor and who is against?"

Half of the people behind the mountain looked at his firm demeanor and outstretched fists, and silently wondered who would object...

Li Mingyang: "...It's too difficult for me."

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Zhu Pingtian nodded and smiled.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's do it like this. From today onwards, Li Mingyang will be the No. 20 disciple of Lord Martial God. Li Mingyang... From now on, we will be brothers."

Then Li Mingyang grinned.

"Yes……"

He waited for this sound for a long time, and finally couldn't help shouting out.

"Second Senior Brother!"

Zhu Pingtian's face changed drastically: "Don't, don't call me that, it's not very good, it will easily lead to bad associations."

Before Li Mingyang could reply, Fan Jin was overjoyed: "Second Master!"

Zhu Pingtian: "..."

Seeing that Fan Jin had just entered the wall of the Martial God, many people also began to think about it.

However, after thinking about it, from calling Li Mingyang Junior Junior Brother to calling him Master, many people still can't pass the psychological test.

After all, not everyone is a martial arts fanatic like Fan Jin.

Chasing stars still needs to be sensible...

Zhu Pingtian coughed: "Ahem, it's okay, now that the recruitment battle is over, everyone can go back to their homes and find... their own cultivation."

"Li Mingyang...Old 24, come with me."

Li Mingyang: "Shouting like this feels like a palace drama in the Qing Dynasty. You should call me junior brother..."

Zhu Pingtian frowned: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, Master wants to see you."

"Oh?"

He followed Zhu Pingtian's huge body and walked towards the backyard hut. This time, Zhu Pingtian opened the door and walked in together.

Then, I saw Lord Martial God sitting in the courtyard, lying down with his eyes closed, and beside him was a fair middle-aged man fanning him respectfully.

Seeing Zhu Pingtian and Li Mingyang coming, he hissed and pointed at the sleeping Martial God.

"Fourth, what's the matter, Master asked me to come, why are you still asleep?"

Zhu Pingtian scratched his head.

Li Mingyang took a look, this middle-aged man with a fair face was obviously the Fourth Senior Brother.

He also glanced at Li Mingyang, and said with a smile: "Master must be full after eating a few strings of my junior brother's big kidneys. The so-called fullness and warmth... Take a nap, so I just fell asleep!"

Li Mingyang: "...fourth senior brother, your common saying is a bit wrong."

"Ahem, harmony, harmony."

"By the way, fourth senior brother, every disciple of Master and his elders has their own specialties. What kind of research do you do?"

Before the fourth brother could speak, Zhu Pingtian smiled: "The fourth brother is called Wanwusheng, a medical practitioner, with him by his side, even if you want to die, you can't die!"

"I think back when the nineteenth fell out of love and wanted to commit suicide, he tried 68 methods, each of which was more cruel than the last. In the end, he was rescued by the fourth. In the end, he was too tired to die and survived."

Wan Wusheng smiled: "He was just joking, and I later found out that he made a bet with Old Twenty to see if I could save him."

Li Mingyang: "...Isn't this nineteenth brother a lunatic?"

"He has been a fool since he was a child, and he is really desperate."

Zhu Pingtian coughed: "In addition to these, your fourth senior brother also has a lot of research on health preservation, so Master Wushen asked him to stay by his side to take care of him."

"Oh? Health?" Li Mingyang's eyes lit up: "Senior brother, I have a friend who wants to ask you a few questions..."

(End of this chapter)