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When Zhuo Bing and Wang Yingjun heard this, they couldn't help but look at Lin Pingan.

Especially Wang Yingjun, his small fists couldn't help but clench.

Liang San's side frowned, he had just arrived, and he didn't expect the conflict between Jianfeng and Airbender to be so deep.

I couldn't help but secretly said in my heart: "If Lin Pingan doesn't enter the Airbender, then there is no need for me to associate with him, just a small genius, not worth being an enemy of the general trend."

Lin Pingan smiled and said, "Elder Xie Feng is in love, but the disciple worship has an important requirement, if it can be achieved, he is willing to change the court!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them was stunned.

Mo Situ glanced at Lin Pingan and did not speak.

Liang San secretly said in his heart, he is really a smart person, and he knows how to raise the price.

Li Fengyi, who was hidden in the shadows, cut it.

When Feng Han heard this, his face turned a little red with excitement, if he could let Lin Pingan change the court today, then he really took a good breath of evil qi that had been in place for decades!

He said, "Say quickly, I can meet any condition for you!"

Lin Pingan smiled and said, "I have one condition, that is, I like the master who talks less, if Elder Han can change Rory's words, purr, and speak like a woman, the disciple will immediately worship the master!" "

You!" Feng Hanqi's chest rose and fell constantly, pointing at Lin Pingan and saying, "A disciple of yours, you dare to mock me?"

"You dare to insult my master and look for death!" At the same time, a young man behind Feng Han, who was also dressed in blue, directly condensed an ice sword in his palm and shot towards Lin Pingan.

Hum!

Lin Pingan didn't make a move, and with a cold snort, the sword intent burst out, and he smashed the ice sword into pieces.

The young boy was about to make a move, but Feng Han stopped him, "Zhang Han stopped and left his mana to teach him on stage for Master!"

When Zhang Han heard this, he immediately handed over his hand and said, "Master rest assured, when I get on stage, I will definitely let him know the fate of the mouth!" "

The same thing is said about the group of disciples behind Feng Han, there are twenty in total, of which there are four in the late stage of foundation building, and that Fang Han is even more successful in cultivation!

The number of people overwhelmed Mo Situ's side.

When Liang San saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head, such a good opportunity, Lin Pingan actually gave up, it seems that there is no need to have a deep friendship with him.

Thinking of this, he quietly kept his distance from Lin Pingan, not wanting everyone to treat him and Lin Pingan as a group.

Feng Han looked at Mo Situ and said, "What should enter the garbage heap, don't pop out again!"

"You Sword Peak should stay in that pile of broken graves in that back mountain!"

After that, Feng Han waved his sleeves and was about to leave.

But at this time, Mo Situ said loudly: "I've been on it!"

Everyone was stunned, and Lin Pingan also looked at Mo Situ suspiciously.

Been on?

What's been on?

Feng Han's body shook, and he turned his head to look at Mo Situ, his eyes red, "What did you say?"

Mo Situ clenched his fingers, revealing a contemplative look.

"I remember that Qixi that year, someone gave Yun Suxin a juanxian gold silk embroidered liuxian skirt, and there was a pocket embroidered intimately inside the skirt."

Feng Han's eyes were red, "How do you know?"

Mo Situ blinked his eyes and said innocently: "I said that I had been on it, and this was the dress she wore that day, which was both beautiful and good-feeling, and it felt like a cloud."

"You must have spent a lot of spirit stones, right? I heard that that month, you haven't even been to Danfang? "

You!" Feng Han's body trembled a little.

"I remember in my pocket, there was still someone's love letter, alas, I tore it off, I didn't let her see it, now that I think about it, I really damn it!" Mo Situ patted his thigh, revealing a guilty look.

"Ah! Mo drunkard, I killed you! Feng Han said angrily, unable to stand steadily.

He wanted to shoot at Mo Situ, but Mo Situ only let the long sword on his back unsheath slightly, emitting a trembling sound.

It made Feng Han's whole person calm down instantly, and the memory of being beaten back then came to mind.

His whole person trembled, and he said coldly to the group of apprentices: "You go up, give me a hard beating of these three people, whoever can eliminate one person, I will reward a fairy spirit stone!" Hearing

this, Feng Han's disciples' eyes immediately lit up, especially that Fang Han's eyes were fiery.

The formation principle of fairy spirit stones is similar to that of spirit stones, but the value of fairy spirit qi contained in them is more than a hundred times higher than that of spirit stones, and it is the currency that high-level cultivators cultivate and trade!

Feng Han's side was mobilizing disciples, and Mo Situ smiled and walked away with Lin Pingan and the others.

On the way, Lin Pingan couldn't help but say, "Master, is this true?"

Mo Situ turned his head and winked at Lin Pingan, revealing a hint of cunning.

The registration lasted for three days, and on the fourth day, Lin Pingan, Zhuo Bing, and Wang Yingjun came to the Zongmen Square again.

At this moment, the Zongmen Square has completely changed.

A huge jousting ring appeared in the middle, five or six times larger than an ordinary football field!

"Such a big ring?" Lin Pingan was a little surprised.

But soon, it became clear why.

I saw an elder in a black and white robe flying into the air.

Start announcing the rules of the competition.

It turns out that this ring match is not a one-on-one fight, and then the one, two, three, four, and five places are decided.

Instead, let all the registered disciples go to the big ring for a dogfight, snatch each other's tokens in their hands, and finally rank according to the number of tokens.

Hearing such a game, Lin Pingan couldn't help but frown in his heart, isn't it unfair in this way?

If someone huddles, wouldn't they be able to defeat the strong with weakness and fail to achieve the purpose of selecting talented disciples?

Sure enough, as the game began, the major players quickly formed small groups after they came on the field.

Lin Pingan also found that the members of these small groups were basically junior brothers, and few passers-by teamed up with each other, just like Fang Han was surrounded by them, all of them were Feng Han's disciples.

At this time, Lin Pingan understood the reason why the fairy pool selection used this way of competition.

Because a group of people who have the power to specify the rules of the competition are the masters of these people.

The master has great power and strength, and naturally has many disciples, so he finally formulated this kind of competition rules that favored his own disciples.

"It seems that the conflict of interests in this sect is not much more than in the family!" Lin Pingan said with a slight disappointment.

Originally, he thought that the sect was taught without class, and without the father-son blood relationship of the family, it would be more fair and incorruptible, but now it seems that he thinks too much.

It wasn't just Lin Pingan who discovered this.

Wang Yingjun couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, there are only three of us, it's so unfair!"

Zhuo Bing also hummed: "In the wilderness, the wolves that are eaten first are the ones with the smallest number, and we are very dangerous!"

Lin Pingan continued to observe and found that among the four or five hundred groups, their number ranked first in the bottom!

There were just three people.

No matter how other small teams say, there are ten people!

Groups of more people, even more than thirty!

At the same time, everyone in Fang Han's team not far away all looked at Lin Pingan and the others.

Especially Fang Han also made a gesture of wiping his neck at Lin Pingan.