"Five days later, Lin Hao will officially become the Holy Son of our Jiuxuan Sect."

As if he could see the emotional fluctuations in Lu Zuo's heart, Hou Tiancheng said calmly:

"Lü Zuo, you have been in the sect for a long time. From now on, you must assist Lin Tian well and take charge of the younger generation of disciples in the three halls and six pavilions."

Hearing this, Lu Zuo's eyes darkened slightly.

As a disciple of the headmaster, he had to assist a new disciple.

In this regard, Lu Zuo's arrogant mentality made him feel more and more depressed.

All along, due to his status, although he is not the Son of God, he has long regarded himself as being at a level comparable to that of the Son of God.

However, today, this little man who suddenly appeared, simply blew up the bells and tripods used in the assessment, and easily became the sect's holy son.

It was like ascending to heaven in one step, and he directly became the leader of the younger generation of disciples!

The more Lu Zuo thought about this situation, the more dissatisfied he became.

"Disciple dare not disobey the master's order."

Lu Zuo's voice was a little low, and he immediately changed the subject, "But if you want me to assist you, you must be able to beat me!"

"Otherwise, you are not worthy of being the Holy Son."

At the end of his speech, Lu Zuo's eyes were filled with a fierce fighting spirit as he looked directly at Lin Hao.

Buzz!

The next second, a powerful holy aura suddenly burst out from his body and suddenly roared towards Lin Hao.

The surging spiritual power is majestic and powerful!

A cold light flashed in Lin Hao's eyes, and the powerful spiritual power in his body burst out.

A powerful aura was formed instantly, colliding with the opponent's spiritual energy fluctuations.

Buzz——!

However, just when the two auras were about to collide...

In the invisible void, there seemed to be a transparent energy barrier that directly separated them from each other.

"Lu Zuo, don't be rude!"

Hou Tiancheng looked sullen and shouted.

"Master, I am not disobeying you."

Lu Zuo's face changed slightly, and he saluted in awe.

"But the sect's Holy Son is related to the image of our Jiuxuan Sect. If he does not have extraordinary martial arts skills, it will be difficult to convince the public."

Under Hou Tiancheng's obstruction, although he did not dare to continue to attack Lin Hao, his tone was still extremely stubborn.

"I think what Master Lu said is correct."

Just then, a hoarse laugh was heard.

Then, a short and fat old man came over with a smile on his face.

Lin Hao looked at him with cold eyes.

The old man had a fat head and big ears. Although he looked plump, his steps were extremely light.

Dressed in a golden robe, he looks like a wealthy man.

This person is none other than the great elder of the Jiuxuan Sect, Jin Yuangui.

"Master, please don't blame Junior Brother Lu. It's reasonable for him to have such thoughts."

When he got closer, Jin Yuangui began to help Lu Zuo out.

Hearing his words, Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that this fat old man was not a good person either.

I thought it would be easy to become a saint, but the current situation doesn't seem to be that simple.

"When the bell cracks, the Holy Son will appear."

Hou Tiancheng glanced at Jin Yuangui and said calmly, "Brother Jin, I believe you should also know the sect rule set by the founder."

Hearing this, Jin Yuangui's fat face trembled and he smiled, "Of course I know this."

"However, rules are dead, but people are alive."

"Besides, that bell and tripod has been hanging on the outer island for thousands of years."

"Not to mention the wind and sun, every examinee has to punch them with all their strength, and they are already fragile."

Having said that, Jin Yuangui narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Hao meaningfully.

The implication of his words was already very clear, implying that Lin Hao's ability to blow up the giant bell was purely a coincidence.

"Master, I also think that what Elder Jin said is very logical."

Seeing that Jin Yuangui was willing to help him, Lu Zuo was undoubtedly delighted, and he also advised: "So please think twice before establishing the position of the Holy Son."

Looking at the two people who were singing the same tune, Lin Hao snorted in his heart, but was too lazy to argue with them.

He knew that the person who really held power was Hou Tiancheng.

The side remarks are nothing more than providing opinions.

However, Lin Hao was secretly surprised when he noticed that Hou Tiancheng suddenly fell silent.

Could it be that this headmaster could be bewitched so easily?

Lu Zuo and Jin Yuangui looked at each other and saw the same thoughts in each other's eyes.

I feel that this impeachment of the Son of God seems to be useful.

However, Hou Tiancheng's next words were like a bucket of cold water, chilling the two of them to the core.

"As the head of a sect, I must abide by the sect rules set by the founder. You don't need to waste your breath on me!"

He looked at Lu Zuo and Jin Yuangui with dignity, and said solemnly: "If anyone disagrees, the younger generation of disciples can challenge the Holy Son in public at the conferring ceremony in five days."

challenge?!

Hearing this, Lu Zuo's hope was instantly rekindled.

"Okay, disciple is willing to give it a try."

Lu Zuo stared at Lin Hao with burning eyes and asked provocatively: "Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Lin Hao looked calm and said calmly, "Why not?"

The moment their eyes met, the air around them seemed to be ignited by their fighting spirit, and was filled with gunpowder.

"In that case, in five days, I will personally serve as your judge."

Hou Tiancheng nodded and did not continue to stop him this time.

He knew that the establishment of Lin Hao as the sect's Holy Son would be difficult for most of the geniuses of the younger generation of disciples to accept.

Only a real competition can shock everyone.

Looking at Lin Hao and Lu Zuo in front of him, Hou Tiancheng felt a little complicated.

One is his own disciple.

One is the Holy Son established by the founder who set the sect rules.

Who wins and who loses.

For a moment, he didn't know which side he should stand on.

"Five days from now, I will see what you, the so-called 'holy son', are capable of."

A hint of coldness appeared on Lu Zuo's lips. He stared at Lin Hao fiercely for a while, then turned and left.

He is obviously very confident about this battle!

He even couldn't wait to see Lin Hao's embarrassing scene of kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy in the arena.

"Master, since the agreement has been made, we will wait and see when the time comes."

Jin Yuangui bowed with a smile.

Soon after, he said goodbye and left.

"Lin Tian, ​​this disciple of mine may have an arrogant temperament, but he has a strong talent for martial arts."

Hou Tiancheng couldn't help but ask Lin Hao, "What do you think are your chances of winning the competition in five days?"

"100%."

Lin Hao spoke without any hesitation.

So confident?

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Hou Tiancheng's eyes.

Then he stroked his beard and smiled, "When the time comes, other sects and forces in Dongxuanzhou will also be invited here, and we will try to make the fight more exciting."

"However, I have a request. You must stop at the right time and not kill the other party."

As he spoke the following words, Hou Tiancheng's expression showed a hint of seriousness.

He obviously had no doubt about Lin Hao's confidence.

But because I love my disciple so much, I can only ask for this.

Regardless of winning or losing, Hou Tiancheng did not want to see the sect lose a martial arts genius.