The best comprehension maniac

When Lin Tian and the two ancient martial arts disciples of the Zheng family arrived in front of the Jade Sword Palace, the selection competition had not started. However, in front of the extremely spacious palace, the ancient martial arts disciples of the Zheng family had already formed a formation, and almost everyone's eyes were on surrender.

The altar at the entrance of Jade Sword Palace.

On the altar, the ancestor of the Zheng family personally performed the ritual of worshiping heaven. He waved a long green sword in his hand and muttered something as if he was praying for something.

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After the sacrifice to heaven was over, the ancestor placed the cyan sword in his hand on the sword stand of the altar. Only then did Lin Tian realize that the sword was actually made of cyan jasper. Perhaps, this sword was placed by the Zheng family in the Jade Sword Palace.

This is a treasure that will never be used unless there is a major occasion.

The ancestor coughed slightly, looked at the thousands of disciples of the Zheng family below, and said with a smile: "In one month, the ancient martial arts meeting will be held. You should know what day today is, right? Yes, today is us.

On the day when the Zheng family selects outstanding disciples, the same saying goes, the strong are respected... If you want to participate in the ancient martial arts event, you have to show me your true skills here today, otherwise I won't take you even if you beg me.

Go, yes, I won’t take it with you, I’ll make you mad..."

Hearing the words of the ancestor, the anger in the audience relaxed a lot. In fact, they were still very nervous. They all wanted to attend the ancient martial arts event and become famous, but the Zheng family had too many disciples, and there were

How many people can be selected?

After the ancestor finished speaking, he sat on the chair at the back. After all, the head of the Zheng family is Zheng Tieshan now. If he talks more, he will be overstepping his authority.

After the ancestor finished speaking, Zheng Tieshan walked forward and swept his sharp eyes, and the audience suddenly fell into silence.

"Today our Zheng family is bound to seize the Ancient Martial Arts Order. I have discussed it with my two uncles and will select more disciples to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Festival this time." Zheng Tieshan paused and continued: "The disciples selected this time

There is no limit on the number of people...but each disciple must defeat at least ten people before he is qualified to participate in the ancient martial arts competition. Of course, if he loses one, he will be immediately disqualified."

Lin Tian secretly applauded this rule. It was said that there was no limit on the number of players, but in fact the last two conditions were the most important. It was necessary to win more than ten games in a row, but not lose any of them.

In this way, it can inspire more fighting spirit among the disciples of the Zheng family.

"Okay, the arena has been set up for you." Zheng Tieshan said: "If you think you have the ability, just go to the arena and compete. As long as you win ten games, you will be eligible to participate in the ancient competition in a month's time.

Martial Arts Festival.”

After finishing speaking, Zheng Tieshan returned to his seat and sat down.

The disciples in the audience were completely excited. Everyone was eager to try, but after waiting for a long time, no one came on stage.

"Aren't you going to come up?" Seeing that no one came up to the ring, Lin Tian looked at the two disciples guarding him and asked.

"It's not the time yet." A disciple said.

"Yes." Another disciple nodded and said: "Everyone has been practicing hard for four years just for today's selection competition. We are all holding back a lot of energy in our hearts. The first person to enter the ring will be the one who shoots the gun.

Oral collision?"

Lin Tian smiled, this is a truth, the first person to enter the ring will definitely face a storm of challenges from everyone.

They thought so, and so did the other disciples. As a result, no one wanted to be the first to go on the ring.

Completely out of sorts!

Seeing this scene, the ancestor raised his eyebrows and said with a grin: "No way. No one dares to be the first in the world? How can such a hesitant person compete with the Wang family for the ancient martial order?"

"What the ancestor said is that these young people just don't have such awareness." Zheng Tieshan looked embarrassed and said with a helpless smile.

These disciples were all cultivated by him, the sect leader. In terms of strength, they completely surpassed those disciples when the sect leader was in the past. However, they are more capable and more thoughtful.

What a great selection competition, but no one dared to be the first to enter.

"It's boring." The ancestor put his little finger into his ear and took it out, and said: "If no one comes on stage to compete, I will go back to sleep."

"Ancestor, don't worry." Zheng Tieshan comforted his ancestor, then transferred the realization to a young man wearing a white robe and said: "Zheng Lie, come on."

"Yes, Master." The young man nodded respectfully, then jumped up and landed lightly on the ring.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"It's Senior Brother Zheng Lie, the sect master's close disciple..."

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to be the first to appear. Who dares to go up and fight now? Aren't you looking for death?"

It is true that no one went up to fight. It is not that Zheng Lie cannot be defeated, but Zheng Lie is absolutely impossible to defeat.

Because Zheng Lie is a close disciple of the sect leader Zheng Tieshan, he is determined to participate in the ancient martial arts event this time. If someone defeats Zheng Lie in the ring, wouldn’t he be slapping the sect leader Zheng Tieshan in the face? In the future, he will still be in the ancient martial arts Zheng family.

Have you had a good time?

In addition, this Zheng Lie is also the grandson of Zheng Qinshou, the second uncle of the sect leader. Zheng Qinshou has always been very protective of his shortcomings. If someone in the ring hurts his grandson, wouldn't he be seeking death?

"Is anyone coming up to fight?" Zheng Lie held a sharp long sword and scanned the disciples under the ring with sharp eyes.

Silence, besides silence, is still silence.

Zheng Lie's face looked a little ugly, and no one was fighting him. So what's the difference between being the first to enter the ring and not?

Then he took off a crystal clear jade pendant from his waist and said, "If anyone dares to challenge me and defeats me, I will give him this jade pendant."

As soon as Zheng Lie finished speaking, a black shadow flew from a distance, and with a bang, the man's feet landed on the ring, causing the ring to shake.

"Why is it you?" Zheng Liezhen suddenly became happy when he heard someone behind him. But when he turned around, his expression suddenly changed, and he found that the person was actually Zheng Mudu, the grandson of his third grandfather Zheng Junzi.

Zheng Mudu is a fat man, so when he landed on the ring just now, the ring shook violently several times.

Lin Tian admired this big fat man Zheng Mudu very much, because he was much more powerful than Zhao Lingguang. With the same fat body, Zheng Mudu could practice ancient martial arts, but Zhao Lingguang could not. He would be out of breath even after a set of boxing skills.

"Cousin, I really want that jade pendant of yours." Zheng Mudu said with a smile: "This jade pendant is a token of love given to you by my sister-in-law. If I take the jade pendant away, my sister-in-law will be my fiancée?"

"Haha..." There was a burst of laughter under the ring. They found that Zheng Mudu, a big fat man, was very funny and humorous. They also understood the importance of this jade pendant to Zheng Lie. If the jade pendant lost, how could Zheng Lie have the face to go?

Meet his fiancée? (To be continued)

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