Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Tang San ignored these people's dissatisfaction and continued to chant: "Next."

On the other side, Dai Mubai held his chin with one hand and stroked the pattern on the counter with the other hand out of boredom: "Tell me your name."

"Zhu Zhuqing."

A cold voice rang beside his ears, and Dai Mubai, who had a bored look on his face, shuddered all over. When he looked up and saw the girl's appearance clearly, he shuddered violently.

"Zhu Qing, why...why are you here..." Dai Mubai moved his throat and stared at the girl in surprise, his words filled with surprise.

The girl glanced at Dai Mubai calmly, but did not answer his question. She continued, "Zhu Zhuqing, 6 years old, 12th-level spirit master, beast spirit Netherworld Spirit Cat. I wonder if the examiner has passed?"

"Passed." Dai Mubai came back to his senses from his surprise, glanced in Jiang Han's direction and nodded. Unexpectedly, the Zhu Zhuqing the other party was talking about was really the Zhu Zhuqing he knew.

"Then I'll go straight over." Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Dai Mubai and walked towards Jiang Han.

"This is the second one." Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing passed the test, the brows of the rest of the people in the queue relaxed. In their opinion, the probability of passing seemed to have increased.

However, the fact is that half an hour has passed since Zhu Zhuqing passed, and no one else has passed.

"It's my turn, it's finally my turn!" An excited voice came into Oscar's ears.

Oscar looked up and his eyes suddenly lit up. This was a girl who was two or three years younger than him. At this moment, she was rubbing her hands excitedly, with an expression that looked eager to try.

"What's her name?" Oscar couldn't help shaking his head when he thought about his master recruiting a disciple by name. He was destined to have no chance with such a cute little girl.

"Ning Rongrong, 6 years old, 11th level spirit master, spirit is the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda."

However, before Oscar could finish his sigh, the little girl's voice was heard.

Oscar was stunned at first, then he became excited, and he wanted to grab the little girl with both hands: "Tell me again, what's your name?"

"My name is Ning-Rong-Rong!" The little girl glared at Oscar, thinking that he had tinnitus, and she pronounced each syllable very heavily.

"Passed!" Oscar suddenly stood up from his chair, and his sudden action even scared the little girl.

"You're so jumpy. You're really a sick guy." Ning Rongrong made a face at Oscar and trotted towards Jiang Han.

"Did you hear the martial spirit she just mentioned? The Seven Treasures Glazed Tower!"

"I never thought that even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the top three sects, would join the Tang Sect. What kind of magic power does the Tang Sect have?"

Everyone looked at Ning Rongrong's back in disbelief, and their discussions were filled with confusion.

At this moment, Jiang Han was looking at the three little kids in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. Fat Ma Hongjun, beast spirit fire phoenix, the future Phoenix God. Cold Zhu Zhuqing, beast spirit nether spirit cat, the future speed god. Smart Ning Rongrong, auxiliary spirit nine treasures glazed tower, the future nine-color goddess.

Jiang Han had a gratified smile on his face. He had never thought that these three people would come to recruit students this time. The protagonist's aura was really amazing. Now, all the Shrek Seven Devils were gathered by him.

"Everyone, thank you for coming. The Tang Sect's enrollment ends here. If you are tired from the long journey, you can find a house in the town to rest tonight and leave tomorrow morning." Jiang Han glanced at the people who were still queuing around.

"Master, are you kidding me? There are still many people who haven't taken the test yet, and you're saying that the enrollment is over?"

"That's right, can you at least tell us the admission requirements? Although the three of them are excellent, my son is not bad compared to them! Why can they pass but my son can't?"

"That's right. If you don't give us an explanation today, we will stay here and not leave."

……

There was a lot of noise in the mansion, including some criticizing Jiang Han.

"Don't you forget whose territory this is? I didn't force you to come here. Since you are here, then follow my instructions. Let me reiterate that the Tang Sect's enrollment has been successfully completed. You can leave now."

Jiang Han's voice suddenly became low, and then his eyes fixed, and the air suddenly stagnated. In an instant, with himself as the center, ripples appeared in the void. The ripples seemed to have life, and they flowed towards a few people in a targeted manner. Anyone who was swept by the ripples fell to the ground instantly.

"This method..."

Those who were not affected by the ripples looked at the group of people who suddenly fell down with empty eyes and lost consciousness. Their pupils shrank and they couldn't help but take a deep breath. These people who fell to the ground were the ones who had shouted the loudest before.

"Rongrong, why did you sneak over here? And you even joined the Tang Sect! That's ridiculous! Come back with me!"

At this moment, a long rainbow appeared in the void, and a slightly old voice came out from it.

The person who came was an old man, wearing a long robe, with gray hair and a slightly tall figure. At this moment, he was hovering over the mansion, quite imposing.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but shrink her neck and moved towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han looked up at the old man in the air, his eyes calm and deep. "Who are you? Why are you taking my disciple away?" His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

The old man snorted coldly, "I am the Sword Douluo Chen Xin of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Ning Rongrong is the daughter of the Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. How can she casually join your newly established Tang Sect? Quickly let her come back with me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Jiang Han smiled slightly, "The name of Sword Douluo is well-known. However, since Ning Rongrong has passed the assessment of my Tang Sect and become my Tang Sect disciple, she cannot leave at will. Her future should be decided by herself."

Jian Douluo frowned, "Are you challenging my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?"

Jiang Han shook his head. "I don't mean that. It's just that I believe Ning Rongrong can get better development in the Tang Sect. Besides, I won't force her to stay. If she wants to go back with you, I will never stop her."

Jian Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, come back with me. The Tang Sect has just been established and its future is uncertain. It is too dangerous for you to stay here."

Ning Rongrong bit her lip, "Grandpa Jian, I don't want to go back. I think the Tang Sect has great potential, and I want to study here." Jian Douluo sighed, "Why are you so stubborn, kid? If your father knew, he would be so worried."

Ning Rongrong said, "Grandpa Jian, go back and tell my father that I will take good care of myself. When I have learned something, I will definitely go back to visit him."

Jian Douluo shook his head helplessly. "Since you have made up your mind, I can't force you. However, if you are wronged in the Tang Sect, you must tell Grandpa Jian. Grandpa Jian will definitely make the decision for you."

After saying that, Jian Douluo glanced at Jiang Han and said, "I hope you can take good care of Rongrong, otherwise my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will not let this go."

Jiang Han nodded, "Don't worry, Sword Douluo, I will definitely take good care of every disciple."

Jian Douluo's figure flashed and disappeared into the void. Seeing that Jian Douluo could not do anything to the Tang Sect's leader, the people in the mansion did not dare to cause trouble anymore and left one after another.

Jiang Han looked at Ning Rongrong, Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing and said, "From now on, you are the official disciples of the Tang Sect. In the future, you must work hard to cultivate and contribute your own strength to the development of the Tang Sect."

The three of them responded in unison: "Yes, Master."

With the end of Tang Sect's enrollment, all forces on Douluo Continent are paying attention to Tang Sect's movements. They know that the rise of Tang Sect will have a significant impact on the entire continent. Jiang Han is also planning for the future of Tang Sect. He knows that if Tang Sect wants to become a real top sect, there is still a long way to go.

"Sword Douluo, Chen Xin!"

Inside the mansion, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with the word "Soul" printed on the back was mixed in with the people taking the test. When he saw the old man's appearance clearly, a solemn expression appeared between his brows, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

The old man was wearing a spotless white robe, with neatly combed silver hair. He had a sword on his back, about three feet long, without any decoration, and made entirely of pure silver. The old man's eyes fell on Ning Rongrong below him, and he stopped talking after he finished speaking, just standing there quietly. But even if he did nothing, he still gave people a feeling that he was the only one in the world.

"What? He is one of the two ultimate guardians of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin!"

"It is said that he was immersed in his long sword martial spirit. Even at the level of Titled Douluo, in terms of attack power, there are no more than five people who dare to compare with him. No one can surpass him in swordsmanship, so some people call him Swordsman Dust Heart."

"Even this kind of person has come to Tang Sect? He seems to be coming for that little girl."

"What kind of status does this girl have in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect that she could even alarm Sword Douluo! Could she be the daughter of Sect Master Ning?"

……

When the people around him heard the man from the Soul Palace reveal the identity of the white-haired old man, they exclaimed and started discussing heatedly.

"Grandpa Jian, I have already become a disciple of the Tang Sect. I don't want to go back with you. Go back by yourself." Ning Rongrong hid behind Jiang Han and made a face at Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Rongrong, this is not the place for you to mess around!" Chen Xing raised his eyebrows and glared at Ning Rongrong, then looked at Jiang Han apologetically: "Master, Rongrong was a little naughty and caused you trouble, I hope you don't take it to heart. I will take him back now."

"Master, I don't want to go back. I want to stay in Tang Sect." Ning Rongrong looked up at Jiang Han, biting her lips and blinking her big eyes.

Jiang Han smiled knowingly. How could he not know that Ning Rongrong's aggrieved expression was just pretending? However, in the current situation, since the girl didn't want to go back, he naturally couldn't let her take her away.

"Sword Douluo Chen Xin, right? I'm sure you've heard how she called me. She has already joined our Tang Sect. As long as she doesn't want to, let alone you, even if Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi come along, the three of you won't be able to take her away from me." Jiang Han stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips, and looked calmly at the white-haired old man in the sky.

"Master, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?" Sword Douluo Chen Xin frowned slightly, his face gradually became gloomy, and with a cold snort, a long sword appeared in his hand behind him, and at the same time a fierce momentum surged towards Jiang Han.

"Why are you making things difficult?"

Jiang Han smiled, and with a wave of his hand, he easily dissipated the surging momentum. Layers of floating metal appeared under his feet, supporting his body and slowly rising into the air: "If you want to spar with me, then I will take it."

"I just want to take Rongrong away. But since the Sect Master is willing to give me a chance to test my sword, then I naturally want to learn from your skills and test your strength." After saying that, Jian Douluo shook the sword in his hand, and the nine soul rings on his body lit up, and his momentum rose steadily.

"Grandpa Jian, he has finally found a master, you can't hurt him! If you hurt the master, Rongrong will ignore you in the future!" Seeing the white-haired old man drawing his sword, Ning Rongrong's face showed a hint of anxiety, and there was a little more worry in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Master is very strong." Oscar had appeared beside Ning Rongrong at some point, with a flattering look on his face.

"What do you know? Grandpa Jian is known as the Titled Douluo with the strongest attack!" Ning Rongrong glared at Oscar.

Looking at the two people facing each other in the air, the expressions of the people in the mansion suddenly became interesting, and their eyes were filled with strong expectations. Obviously, they were all curious about who was stronger between the Tang Sect Master and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

In the air, Sword Douluo Chen Xin fluttered his sleeves and greeted him: "Back then, Lao Gu and I barely defeated the God's spokesperson in Shengzong City, but you defeated him in three minutes by yourself. When I heard the news, I wanted to learn from you, please make a move."

Jiang Han looked indifferent: "Since you like to play with swords, then I will compete with you in swordsmanship."

After saying this, Jiang Han raised his right hand, and a ball of black and purple metal in his palm stretched and twisted into a rapier about two and a half feet long. Although the rapier did not have too many patterns and decorations, the cold light emitted by the blade made people shudder inadvertently.

"Is your martial soul also a sword?" Glancing at the rapier in Jiang Han's hand, Chen Xin's eyes fixed and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Jiang Han shook his head: "No."

Chen Xin frowned: "Then why did your sword appear out of nowhere?"

Jiang Han shook the rapier: "You don't need to know."

Chen Xin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay, then let me learn from the Sect Master's swordsmanship!"

As the indifferent voice fell, nine soul rings lit up on Chen Xin's body, and the long sword in his hand trembled violently. Almost at the same time, the bluestone bricks directly below him trembled, making a buzzing sound. His soul power was like being pulled by an invisible thread, pouring into the long sword in his hand bit by bit.

On the other side, Jiang Han also pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand. Although he could not feel the fluctuation of soul power from him, he felt another unknown aura rising. This powerful aura was even stronger than soul power.

"Did the fight between these two people turn into a swordsmanship contest? Jian Douluo is known as the strongest in swordsmanship, but why does the Tang Sect leader give me the feeling that his swordsmanship is not weaker than Jian Douluo's?" (End of this chapter)