Chapter 681 You Wait for a Beating

Meng Zhanlin hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze to Zhou Wenshan, then clasped his hands together and bowed to everyone.

"Thank you all for your recognition and favor. I am honored to receive your recognition, but I can only choose one master. I have wanted to become the disciple of Elder Zhou for a long time. I am very happy that this can be realized this time."

Hearing this, Zhou Wenshan immediately smiled and said three "good" words in a row, and was extremely happy.

You know, Meng Zhanlin is really a very good seedling. Due to some reasons, Gong Linyu's cultivation could have broken through to the middle stage of Lianxu, but he kept dragging his feet and didn't break through.

Therefore, even though he is only in the initial stage of Lianxu, he can definitely be regarded as a disciple in the middle stage of Lianxu, and a genius disciple at that.

Meng Zhanlin was able to fight him for so long relying on his own strength, and he was not always crushed unilaterally. He even fought back, so he is indeed very strong.

Others only saw that he lost, but the elders saw his strong resilience, solid ability, and ability to seize opportunities and fight back.

Who wouldn't want such a strong disciple?

After Meng Zhanlin chose Zhou Wenshan, Gu Songbai and Wu Shixin both had disappointment written on their faces.

I didn't expect that I would lose the first attempt to snatch disciples. It was really depressing to have such a bad start.

After Meng Zhanlin confirmed it, he walked back to Kuangwang Mountain. When he returned, he saw his father smiling happily.

Just when he was about to say that he lived up to expectations but before he could say it, his father started crying.

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"My son, you are so proud of yourself. But now that you have been chosen by Tianling Mansion, you will have fewer opportunities to return to Kuangwang Mountain in the future! Your mother will be very sad to hear this news and will cry until dawn."

"Dad, can you please not blame mom for your own problems? Shu Tong's temper follows yours, and mine follows my mom's. Don't you know who will cry? Do you want me to get you a mirror?"

Meng Zhenfang was stunned for a moment, then pretended to wipe his tears and regained his dignity as a sect leader.

"Congratulations on your admission. Please take a seat."

After a brief moment of joy, the people of Kuangwang Mountain saw Kang Changming, who was obviously unhappy, return to the arena.

Their hearts suddenly skipped a beat, thinking they were being targeted again.

"Next, please ask Kuangwangshan to send his second disciple to come up and select his opponent."

After hesitating for a moment, Meng Zhen decided to let the stronger ones go first according to their strength.

Just as he was about to speak, Ji Zizhuo had already stood up and jumped onto the arena.

!!!

Meng Zhenfang frowned. Do they really take him, the leader, seriously? They don't need to listen to his arrangements, right?

"I choose to challenge the disciples of Tianling Mansion. Just now, Senior Brother Meng drew the strongest one. As the second one to go, shouldn't it be reasonable for me to draw the second strongest one?"

After Ji Zizhuo finished speaking, he started laughing. The people in the seats were instantly shocked by his outrageous words and became excited.

"Is he crazy? Didn't he just take part in the disciple recruitment meeting and get first place in the assessment? Why is he taking part in the Tianling Mansion's competition? He's only in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Stage!"

"He even dared to ask for the second best. Is he out of his mind?"

"I'm numb. No one in Kuangwang Mountain is not crazy. No one is not crazy. Just get used to it."

At the same time, after hearing these words, Meng Zhenfang took several deep breaths and sat down as if giving up.

He can't control one or two of them. He lets them do whatever they want and love whoever they want.

At this time, Kang Changming saw Ji Zizhuo being so arrogant. He was so angry that his face turned black on the spot. Then he waved his hand, and many white light balls appeared in the air. Ji Zizhuo clicked on one of them casually.

The ball of light was broken, and three large characters appeared inside.

Gao Wenwen.

As soon as these three big words came out, the whole audience burst into laughter again.

Ji Zizhuo wanted to be the second strongest, and Kang Changming actually gave him a second-tier master!

One is bold enough to ask for it, and the other one really dares to give it. They are really unscrupulous!

It seems that Kang Changming really intends to target Kuangwangshan to the end!

At this moment, the voice of Tianling Mansion Master Fu Haoqun was heard from below the arena.

"Elder Kang, it is really hard to be in charge of this competition. If you are too tired and your mind is not clear, please come down and rest."

Upon hearing this voice, Kang Changming was shocked all over, and a look of tension and fear appeared on his face. He no longer had the arrogance he had before when he cheated and made things difficult for the disciples of Kuangwangshan.

He quickly lowered his head and saluted Fu Haoqun with both hands.

"Thank you for your concern, Lord. I will do my best to fulfill my mission. This job is not tiring at all."

"Well, go ahead."

"Yes, yes."

Elder Kang collected all the small light balls and walked down from the arena. Before leaving the arena, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and it was obvious that he was almost scared crazy.

"It's so funny, isn't it? Just now he was acting like he was the god who could arrange your fate at will, but in the blink of an eye, the Palace Master said a word and he immediately became like a drowned dog, wiping the sweat from his forehead non-stop."

"It's not easy for a person to reach his level. After all, the more he wants to prove his authority, the more his authority is lost. Who will take him seriously in the future?"

"He deserves it! This kind of person doesn't deserve it! If I were the lord of the mansion, he has deliberately made mistakes so many times, I would never just warn him, I would definitely punish him severely!"

Although Kang Changming had been warned, Ji Zizhuo had already drawn the lot and it could not be changed, so after Kang Changming got off the arena, Gao Wenwen still jumped on.

She drew out the sword in her hand and pointed it arrogantly at Ji Zizhuo.

"You are Ye Linglong's senior brother, right? Don't cry for a while."

Ji Zizhuo also drew his sword and pointed it at Gao Wenwen.

"My junior sister asked me to beat you up. Just wait for your beating."

Gao Wenwen's face changed, and she quickly rushed towards Ji Zizhuo with a sword. The two of them fought in an instant, neither of them was polite to each other, and the atmosphere was full of tension.

Gao Wenwen's cultivation level at the initial stage of Lianxu was much higher than Ji Zizhuo's, and without the blessing of formation to make up for the difference, he was under strong suppression from the beginning and fell into a passive situation.

Just when everyone thought he would be kicked down after only two moves, he actually gritted his teeth and held on, and managed to hold on until the third move!

Ji Zizhuo is a cultivator with water spiritual roots. He is extremely talented and breaks through very quickly. He does not have the diverse and endless fighting methods like Ye Linglong. His advantage lies in the fact that he has applied the single water-based techniques to the extreme.

It doesn't take many means to win. Being extremely strong in one aspect is also a way to defeat the strong.

Therefore, Ji Zizhuo used his water with ease and at will, and the water in his palm changed in various ways under his manipulation.