Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 126 Huge temptation

In Mo Lin's view, this is a game between the Heartless Sect and the royal family.

Huangfutian naturally didn't want to make friends, but he had to do so due to the pressure from the other party.

Song Yuanbiao wanted to personally select the elite of the Heartless Sect, but he forgot one thing, not whoever he chose would go with him, and the final decision was still in the hands of the inner disciples themselves.

The top [-] inner sects of the Heartless Sect are on the stage of Heartlessness, waiting for challenges from others.

Everyone in the audience was discussing, Huangfutian glanced at Song Yuanbiao expressionlessly, and sat back in the stands.

Time passed slowly, and within 5 minutes, no one was willing to challenge on the stage. Song Yuanbiao's face became more and more ugly, and he unconsciously touched the tiger leather bag in his waist.

"Lin Ming, I would like to challenge Zheng Ming."

Just when Song Yuanbiao's hand touched the tiger skin bag, a figure jumped onto the unfeeling platform and said loudly.

A smile finally appeared on Song Yuanbiao's face, and his hands dropped.

At this time, Zheng Ming's face was very ugly. He was ranked last among the top [-]. Although he had a premonition that if someone came on stage, he would be the first to challenge him, but he was still extremely upset when he heard his name. Undoubtedly embarrassing him.

"Zheng Ming, kill him."

He Shouwu stood at the front of the crowd, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and a cold voice sounded, this Zheng Ming is also one of his followers, challenging Zheng Ming is undoubtedly disrespectful to him, but the inner disciples below all The face changed, this Polygonum multiflorum, too cruel.

"it is good."

Even without the reminder from Polygonum multiflorum, Zheng Ming would not be merciful. As the first disciple of the top [-] to be challenged, he must kill people to establish his prestige...

The battle ended quickly. Although Lin Ming was not weak, he was only a first-level martial artist, while Zheng Ming possessed the strength of a second-level martial artist. After only fighting for more than 20 moves, Zheng Ming grabbed his throat with a claw and snapped. He broke his neck and even had time to admit defeat before he died on the stage.

Seeing the cruel scene, many disciples turned pale, and many who still wanted to go on stage hesitated.

Zheng Ming stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, ready to return to the team with a proud face. He was not injured and could continue to accept challenges from others. Of course, according to the rules, between two challenges, if he wanted, he could Rest for about two hours.

"Wait, your name is Zheng Ming, right?"

Just as Zheng Ming turned around, Song Yuanbiao's voice sounded.

Zheng Ming's body froze, he stopped and turned around, and saluted Song Yuanbiao: "Exactly, what advice does the lord have?"

Song Yuanbiao smiled indifferently: "This king is very optimistic about your strength. I wonder if you would like to join Xiaoyao Holy Academy and follow me to the imperial city to practice."

Zheng Ming's face changed, unexpectedly Song Yuanbiao actually took a fancy to him, and in front of tens of thousands of disciples wanted to recruit him into the Xiaoyao Holy Academy, his heart jumped wildly.

The corners of Huangfutian's eyes twitched slightly, and he didn't expect Song Yuanbiao to strike so soon, but he sneered secretly in his heart, the top [-] inner sects were all elites of the sect, and their loyalty to the sect far exceeded that of ordinary disciples, he didn't believe that Zheng Ming would rebel.

However, what happened next made Huangfutian's heart sink.

Seeing that Zheng Ming hesitated for a while, he saluted Huangfutian again, and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Lord, Zheng Ming is willing to accept the invitation to practice in Xiaoyao Holy Academy!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar immediately, and an elder from the inner sect scolded angrily: "Zheng Ming, you are so courageous. I have taught you carefully for several years, and you dare to bully the master and destroy the ancestors and betray the sect!"

This elder is exactly Zheng Ming's teacher.

Zheng Ming took a deep breath and bowed deeply to his teacher: "Master, you once said that a good bird chooses a tree to live in. I thank you for your teaching over the years, but in order to get more cultivation resources, in order to Improving my strength as soon as possible, I decided to join Xiaoyao Shengyuan."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the anger and abuse from the people around him, jumped off the unfeeling stage, and walked towards Song Yuanbiao's queue.

"Everyone has his own aspirations, let him go if he wants to go."

Although Huangfutian was angry in his heart, there was nothing unusual on his face.

Song Yuanbiao looked proud. Zheng Ming's choice was undoubtedly a good start. He wanted to see how many people could resist his temptation.

"Your choice is very wise. In order to show the sincerity of the royal family, this Thousand Soul Stone is your reward for admission."

A storage bag, Zheng Mingfei, flew over.

"What? A thousand soul stones!"

Surprised screams sounded from all around, many people had greedy looks in their eyes, and their saliva flowed out. They actually gave a thousand soul stones as soon as they were admitted to the hospital. You know, the monthly payment for inner disciples of the Ruining Sect is only ten soul stones. The gap is really too big, if you say you are not tempted, it is a lie.

Song Yuanbiao looked at the people at the bottom of the valley, smiled faintly, and said: "This king hereby announces that anyone who is selected by this king will be rewarded with a thousand soul stones for admission!"

wow...

Tens of thousands of disciples could no longer keep quiet, and there was a lot of noise.

"Song Yuanbiao's move is ruthless enough."

Mo Lin couldn't help but admire Song Yuanbiao.

There is no one who is not greedy for money. A thousand soul stones are the eight-year monthly payment for inner disciples. Not everyone can resist this kind of temptation. , the entire sect is over.

There is one, and there is another. Under the temptation of huge interests, the disciples of the Unfeeling Sect went crazy.

Immediately after Zheng Ming, three more inner sect disciples challenged on the stage, but in the end, without exception, they were all beheaded by the top [-] masters on the unfeeling stage, and the three winners actually agreed to Song Yuanbiao's solicitation!

Seeing this, Huangfutian finally couldn't sit still.

The elders of the inner and outer sects also had gloomy faces.

Being betrayed by four top [-] disciples one after another was something they never expected. The four inner disciples seemed insignificant in the huge Ruthless Sect, but the impact they caused was too bad. However, he didn't know how to deal with it, and he had to admit that Song Yuanbiao's move was hitting the weakness of the Ruanqing sect.

"Why? Don't they have any nostalgia and gratitude for the sect? The so-called loyalty and faith can't stand the test? It's just a thousand soul stones..." Huangfutian's high tower of self-confidence is rapidly collapsing.

"If this continues, the sect will be over." The seventh prince waved a folding fan, frowned slightly, and said in a tone of pointing the country.

"Then what do you say?"

The little fat man also jumped up in a hurry. He grew up in the Unfeeling Sect. Although he was squeezed out everywhere and kicked out of the medicine refining hall, this is his home after all. Betrayal made me feel uncomfortable and angry.

"I don't know, this prince is still thinking..."

Mo Lin frowned, feeling sad for the sect.

(End of this chapter)