Asura War Supreme

This beautiful shadow of nature is not others, it is the master of Wuxuan Qianjin, the first beauty in the clan, Wu Shu!

"Shu'er, why are you here?" Wu Junshan looked at the girl with a straight face and said that she was not angry.

But he knows that Wu Shu doesn't care much about the things in the clan. He doesn't know why she suddenly appears today.

"Dad, I heard that there is a formal selection and assessment of disciples today. I will come to see if I have nothing to do in my spare time." The girl in purple blinked her beautiful autumn eyes and said playfully.

"Ha ha, let the young lady see the competition among her peers. It's not a bad thing for her future cultivation..." the elder stroked his beard, and a rare kind smile appeared on his face.

"I knew that the elder was the best to me!" Wu Shu side sprinkles Jiao, at the same time is to Wu Junshan playfully vomit fragrant tongue.

On weekdays, Wu Shu seldom contacts the people in the clan. In addition to her parents, Li Yan, the elder, has the best relationship with her.

In her heart, the elder is as kind as her grandfather, so when something happens, the girl's first thought is not Wu Junshan, but elder Li Yan.

"Forget it, I don't care about you." Wu Junshan angrily threw his sleeve robe and said: "Li Yang, take her to one side of the stand. Don't disturb the formal examination of the clan."

"Yes, master." At this time, a young man in white beside Wu Junshan answered, and then he came to Wu Shu.

"Younger martial sister, let's go."

The elegant young man smiles like Mu Chunfeng, then reaches out a hand and looks at the girl.

The young man is about 20 years old. He has a sword eyebrow and a star in his eyes.

"Well, OK, elder martial brother!"

The girl also nodded and gave a smile. However, she didn't hold each other's hand as the refined youth expected. Instead, she took two steps back without leaving any trace, and then moved towards the grandstand.

The refined youth was slightly stunned at first, then quickly changed his look, and continued to follow the girl with a smile, just like a flower protector.

"Shu'er, the girl..."

Wu Junshan sighed.

The elder on one side looked ordinary and shook his head with a smile.

"I heard that Li Yang, the only direct disciple of the patriarch, had already broken through to the Lingwu realm a few days ago!"

"Besides the first lady, I'm afraid she should be the youngest one of Lingwu in our clan..."

"Have you heard that the patriarch seems to have intended to betroth his daughter to Li Yang..."

The eyes of a group of elders were shining, and they were murmuring to one side

The refined young man in white was obviously in an unusual position in the clan. He was not only gifted, but also the only direct disciple of Wu Junshan. This also made many people in the clan wonder whether Li Yang would become the successor of the next clan leader.

So the rumor that Wu Junshan wants to marry Wu Shu to Li Yang is not groundless.

"Cough..."

This kind of low voice talks, until big elder Li Yan's a tiny and indisputable cough, just gave to stop down.

At this time, all the elders around also quickly shut up

"Who is likely to win the top three seats in the selection of the sect's formal disciples?"

At this time, a large number of sect disciples have gathered in the stands, some of them are candidates for today's election, and some of them are old disciples who have been in the sect for a long time.

The selection of formal disciples is a major event of the clan. In order to improve the attention, a lottery will be held after the selection.

The prizes are all kinds of natural materials, local treasures, spiritual materials and minerals, which are very attractive to those low-level disciples who don't have enough points.

So on this day, almost all the disciples of the sect would give up their practice and come here to join in the fun.

"Needless to say, it must be Zhao Ziyang. I saw him compete with a junior disciple a few days ago. Guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"You may not believe it. In less than 30 rounds, the junior disciple was kicked out by Zhao Ziyang. I heard that he is still lying on the bed!"

"Damn, no! So drag! Not even the official disciples! It's the first time I've heard that a candidate disciple dares to be so arrogant. When Lao Tzu was a candidate disciple before, he was bullied by those formal disciples. I think Zhao Ziyang is so arrogant. It's not just his strength, is it? "

"Well, you're right. He's the elder of the internal affairs hall of our clan. Let alone hurt the official disciple, he can be regarded as crippling him. No one dares to say anything!"

"Then we low-level disciples should pay attention in the future. Don't offend this God of plague..."

While the two low-level disciples were talking in a low voice, there was a noise from the candidate disciple area in the distance.

"Look, Zhou Tong is here!"

I don't know who suddenly came out, and suddenly countless eyes fell in one direction. See that road vision falls to the place, a wear zongmen military uniform, the body is extremely strong tall youth, is a face of fierce color toward this side. As soon as the tall boy appeared, he took up countless amazing eyes. Zhou Tong, with five levels of strength and boldness, is definitely the best among the candidates. In terms of status, the second young master of the Zhou family in the Lingnan family is also beyond the reach of ordinary people“ Here comes Luo Yuanyuan! " At this time, another voice came. The crowd automatically gave way to a road, only to see a black shadow, walking light, graceful out of it. This is a young girl. She is wearing a black silk tight skirt, beautiful face and a pair of straight and slender jade legs. She is very eye-catching. Her willow eyebrows are bent, her slender waist is full of charm. Her white hand holds a black jade sword tightly, and her whole body is full of immature charm. Since its appearance, it has attracted countless hot eyes, among which there are even some low-level disciples. In terms of appearance, Luo Yuanyuan is definitely one of the most famous female candidates. However, as the daughter of the head of the Luo family in Lingnan, she has outstanding cultivation. A man without any natural talent can't get into her eyes“ Zhou Tong, last time I lost to you, I will definitely win you in this clan's formal disciple selection contest! " Luo Yuanyuan's Apricot eyes drooped slightly, looked at the direction of the tall boy, and gently spat out a word.