Immortal robbery

Chapter 208

"bump!"

With a loud noise and a strong wind like a shock wave, a figure fell on the platform where the Dao Seed was, attracting the attention of many people.

The visitor was 1.8 meters tall, wearing a very delicate bunt and carrying a long stick on his back, which highlighted his well-proportioned figure like a bodybuilder.

It is extremely rare to have no hair growth, which is a rare short hair in this world.If it weren't for that childish face that somewhat spoiled his temperament, he would probably be able to fascinate a large number of young girls who are just in love.

Even now, the strong physique of a mature man, the immature face like a puppy, and the gap between contradictions can attract the attention of many girls.

With a little arrogance, the young man landed on the platform to which the Dao Seed belonged, and rarely responded to the greetings from around him.

He just glanced around indifferently, and then under the eyes of everyone, he came to stand in front of Wang Zijia's position, stared blankly at Wang Zijia, and kept sizing him up.

"Wang Zijia?" Wang Zijia asked after looking at him for a long time.

"Exactly, Senior Brother Yue, what's the matter?" Wang Zijia got up and gave a slight salute, then questioned.

"I'm looking forward to meeting you on the field, I hope you don't let me down!" With a little self-confidence, a little in the second grade, after saying this, he walked straight to his place, as if no one else It's worth his attention.

Wang Zijia: "..."

This is pretending...

As for why the other party said such words to him, Wang Zijia could guess.

It's not because of his recent fame, but according to Wang Zijia's knowledge, there are seven Taoists who have directly applied for the top ten assessments during this period, with a total of two wins, one tie, and four losses.

And Wang Zijia and Yue Yue are the only two winners, and it is said that they are the ones who win easily.

In this case, Wang Zijia, who was born in a poor family, must have overwhelmed the other party.It is estimated that this is the reason.

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After waiting for a while, everyone came one after another.

Right in front of the square, on the steps in front of the main hall, there are already quite a few bigwigs seated at the moment, all of the big monks in the real world are almost all the masters or power holders of the outer sects.

At the most central position, there are two inner sect elders wearing purple robes and white cloud robes.

"Let's salute!"

Following the main seat, the dean in charge of the Outer Sect Ritual Academy spoke, and the entire square first shone with spiritual light, followed by bursts of fairy music, accompanied by disciples of the Ritual Academy's music and dance department, entering the arena for the opening ceremony.

Wang Zijia looked at this scene, almost subconsciously, looking at Lu Qianrou who was at the side.

When he turned his head, he met the eyes of Gu Xuefeng who was sitting on the other side of Lu Qianrou. When their eyes met, there was a pause in their expressions.

"Humph!"

Lu Qianrou in the middle felt it, glanced at the two of them, and let out a cold snort, the icy aura on her body that should not be approached by strangers became even colder.

Wang Zijia and Gu Xuefeng looked at each other, and looked away embarrassingly.

Music and dancing added to the fun for a while, and various celebration procedures began. After several big bosses finished speaking one by one, a spiritual light began to flash in front of Wang Zijia's seat, reminding him that it was time for him to go on stage.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, lifted his breath and lightened his body, and floated towards the high platform in the center of the square.

In the square, a sea of ​​people looked at him in unison.

With a height of 1.8 meters [-], his figure is strong but not overly strong. He has a well-proportioned figure with clear lines and a tall and straight figure, which is a standard golden ratio.

A handsome face with sharp edges and corners, like a knife and an axe, with sword eyebrows and stars, and a deep light shone in the eyes.

Even though he looks a little immature because he is only 17 years old, it does not reduce his charm, but adds a bit of boyish sunshine, frankness, and youth to him.Let the handsome him have a little more clean and refreshing unique attraction.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the sun fell on him. Because of the fluctuation of the mana around him, the sun cast a faint halo on him, like a banished fairy who descended from the sky in colorful clouds.

Such a temperament, such an appearance, was deeply imprinted in the hearts of countless people at this moment.

Throughout the square, countless female disciples, no matter they were old or young, were all fascinated by it.Even quite a few male disciples were ashamed of themselves, everyone subconsciously quieted down, and stared blankly at Wang Zijia, who had descended from the celestial being, and floated down on the high platform.

I saw him tidying up his clothes and appearance slightly. He looked young but very self-cultivated. He flicked his mana lightly, but he opened his mouth and said very straightforwardly: "My name is Wang Zijia, and I belong to Fu Yuan and Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"I think many people have heard a lot about me." After an extremely short introduction, Wang Zijia looked around the crowd, cleared his throat, and said:
"I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I heard this yesterday, I had the feeling that this person is me? Is it so outrageous? It turns out that when I was picked up by Master Luo Cheng like a dead dog, I was saving hundreds of brothers and sisters." Life."

"It turns out that for me, my fiancée posted all the connections and material resources of my family to support me. It's because I don't dislike the poor and love the rich!"

"It turns out that going to Wan Yu Zhai is to hide your strength and bide your time!"

"Thinking about it now, um... I'm really good at it, what a great Immortal Sect Daoist! You look like a dog!"

Self-deprecating opening, completely out of routine play of cards, let all the ordinary disciples below, all stunned for a moment.

"Ha ha!"

"Wang Dao Zhong is so funny!"

"Wang Daozhong is so good, he looks like a dog!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, everyone burst into great enthusiasm.

Such self-mockery also made many disciples feel that Wang Zijia was more real and closer.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, and after everyone was quiet, he continued: "When I received the invitation to speak from the Liyuan yesterday, I was thinking about what I would like to share with you from such a great Daoist."

"Share how I eat soft food without disliking the poor and loving the rich?"

"Impossible, everyone can't be so superficial!"

"Or share that my grandpa invited me to visit Ruyifang?"

"That's fine!" a disciple below booed.

Many people looked at each other, and the other party subconsciously retreated into the crowd.

Wang Zijia continued as if he didn't realize it: "Share my glorious deeds of saving people when I was picked up like a dead dog? It seems almost earth-shattering."

"I thought about it all night, and finally I didn't think of any ordinary deeds to share with you. After all, I am too great!"

"But since I agreed, I have to come up and show off, and chat with you, so that you can see if the legendary humble family is right."

"The next time we meet, some disciples understand: Look, just such a guy can become a Daoist, I grit my teeth, maybe I can also achieve it..."

(End of this chapter)