
“Sister, I am Yu Yang, the second disciple of the sect master of the Qingyun sect.
I am the best at teaching students. Besides, I don't have to take care of Qingyun's Affairs, and I'm not as lazy as my fourth brother. I spend most of my time with my students. Little Brother, how about thinking of me as your master? ”
As soon as Yu Yang entered, he began to introduce his advantages, afraid that Victor had taken the wrong master.
Viktor was speechless.
What's going on today?
The elders of the Qingyun sect came one after another, were they all so lazy and bored?
With the arrival of First Elder Song Xiuwen, except Fifth Elder Zhang Qishan, who was not a member of the sect.
All the other elders came one after another. Each of them had an anxious expression on their faces, afraid that others would take the lead.
Meanwhile, on the side.
Yu Haoming's expression became worse and worse when he saw his fellow disciples rushing over to receive the disciple in front of him. His face was as black as charcoal.
“The oldest brother, you tirelessly handle the affairs of the sect every day. It's all the more important for you to have a good rest. Leave the troublesome matter in teaching the disciple to the fourth junior brother. Besides, you already have Song Qianqian. ”
“Mechan disciple, it is not easy for me to find the disciple I like, but you all come to snatch it from me one by one. Moreover, each of you on average has five or six disciples. You're not short of Victor, are you?”
Fourth Elder Yu Haoming tried hard to persuade the other elders, but in his heart, he cursed.
Shit, if I had known earlier, I would have brought this child down the mountain and waited for him to be successfully accepted as my disciple before bringing him back.
Yu Haoming regretted it. It wasn't easy for him to decide to accept a disciple, but in the end, he encountered so many obstacles.
Who would have thought that this kid's talent was so frightening and he would be so alluring? All the elders started fighting shamelessly for him!
If only you were here. Master will surely uphold justice for me. In any case, there should be rules that come first, which are served first.
Looking at Victor, Fourth Elder Yu Haoming's eyes were filled with helplessness.
At this moment, Victor stood to the side with an expressionless face, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.
Victor was very silent in his heart. Listening to the elders endless arguments, he had gone from being grateful to helpless, to being numb now.
He's sure. When did he say that he wanted to acknowledge the elders as his master? He had no idea what these people were doing!
At the same time.
As they sparred like a market, the Qingyun Sect's sect master, Zhang Lingren, who had been cultivating secluded, finally came out.
"Huh?"
As Zhang Lingren walked out of the secret room, he frowned slightly.
In the past, when he came out of secluded cultivation, at least one of Song Xiuwen or the other disciples would wait outside the door.
Today, he did not see any of them.
"Stek master!"
At this moment, a disciple walked over. When he saw Zhang Lingren coming out of seclusion, he shouted in shock.
"Yes!"
Zhang Lingren smiled slightly and said kindly, “Where are Xiuwen and Haoming? Why don't I see them? Did something happen in the sect?”
Zhang Lingren obviously would not blame Song Xiuwen and the others for being unreasonable. He only felt that the matter today was a bit abnormal, and he was worried that the sect might experience some crisis.
"Salt master ..."
The disciple looked at Zhang Lingren with a strange expression, and his voice faltered as if he had something embarrassing to say.
"If there's something, don't worry and say it!"
Zhang Lingren casually patted his student on the shoulder.
"Sir, it's like this ..."
Sensing the sect master's encouragement, the disciple immediately explained everything to Zhang Lingren.
In less than three minutes.
After listening to the disciple's explanation, a curious expression appeared on Zhang Lingren's face.
"They're fighting over a student?"
He knew his own students the best.
These seven disciples were very wise children ever since they were young. They had never argued about disciples or anything before.
They are all humble and give each other a way. The younger respects the older while the older takes care of the younger.
Now, are they really going to fight over a disciple?
What kind of power did these disciples have that could make them lower their faces as elders and fight over that disciple.
"Yes. Originally, that disciple wanted to acknowledge you as his master. However, Second Elder Yu was about to intercept him halfway. Master and the other elders also found out about this matter and immediately rushed over.”
“Grandmaster, you must hurry. Otherwise, they might actually start fighting. ”
"Silly!"
Zhang Lingren scolded.
However, he also became curious about this disciple named Victor.
After all, this was the first time he had seen six great disciples struggling to accept a disciple.
..
“Stop fighting. Since Victor has proven his strength through competition, we can also organize arenas and hold competitions. Whoever is stronger will be his master. How?”
Bullied by the other five people, Fourth Elder Yu was unable to endure it no matter how cultured and relaxed he was.
In terms of cultivation techniques, he was the highest among the six people.
In terms of duels, he was not afraid of anyone.
“Eh... Fourth brother, it is not good to fight in the arena. If you're not careful, you'll hurt the friendship between our senior and junior brothers. Moreover, being a strong master did not mean that one would be good at teaching a disciple. In the end, it still depends on the suitability. ”
When Seventh Elder Mo Hong heard this, he could not help and said.
Among senior and junior brothers, he was the youngest. Naturally, his cultivation method was much weaker than Fourth Senior Brother Yu Haoming, so he did not want to decide through the battle.
"What's? Are you scared? Since you are afraid, then quickly retreat!”
Speaking of his strength and spirit in front of senior and junior brothers, Yu Haoming was suddenly excited.
Although he was usually not serious, he had never slacked off in his cultivation. Moreover, his innate talent in cultivation was incredible.
In terms of battles, his fellow disciples could never compare to him.
At present.
Whether it was Seventh Elder Mo Hong or First Elder Song Xiuwen, no one knew how to refute him.
“Small sister, how? Other than the sect master who is still in seclusion, the best candidate to become your master in the entire Qingyun sect is me, Yu Haoming!”
Seeing that no one else had said anything, Yu Haoming burst into laughter.
"Who said I'm in exile!"
At this moment, Zhang Lingren was walking with his hands behind his back.
"Mastering!"
"Mastering!"
"Mastering!"
Song Xiuwen and the others immediately bowed.
“Hmph, do you still see me as your master? If I come later, will you really ignore the friendship between senior and junior and set up an arena to start the fight?
Yu Haoming glanced at them guiltily. The others did not dare to oppose him and bowed their heads in shame.
"What are you waiting for? Are you all very free?”
After Zhang Lingren finished speaking, Song Xiuwen and the others immediately cupped their hands and bowed. They left because of shame.
Even Yu Haoming saw that the situation did not look good and sneaked quietly among the senior and junior brothers.
In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Lingren and Victor were left in the courtyard.