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Chapter 208: The Second Disciple of Zangjian Peak, the Pillar of the Second Generation of Disciples of Shu Mountain, Yan Bei Joins!

"We in Shushan change every 20 years. The second-generation disciples at that time will take over the class of the first-generation disciples, and most of the third-generation disciples will be dismissed at the same time, commonly known as graduation."

"And the generation of disciples who abdicated will go to Yinfeng, which is also a very mysterious place independent of the six peaks of Shushan. Except for the elders, no one knows where Yinfeng is."

"Hidden Peak is the real trump card of our Shushan Mountain, and it is also the confidence of our Shushan Mountain as the top sect in the Central Continent. The elders in it, at least now, should have the cultivation level of the holy rank, and a lot of the Yuan rank. .Maybe, there will be existences at a more mysterious level."

Guan Zhichen's explanation made Wang Luo basically understand where the Shu Mountain Peak Lord would go after he abdicated, and he was suddenly full of curiosity about this mysterious place.

Soon, the big competition among the disciples of Shushan began.

The competition and the selection of disciples are two major events in Shushan every year.

On the first day of the competition, Wang Luo lazily got up from the bed, and after dinner, he was going to go to the front hall with Guan Zhichen.

Unexpectedly, Guan Zhichen had already left, so Wang Luo had no choice but to walk to the square by himself.

As soon as he arrived at the square, Wang Luo saw a commotion in the square.

A young man in white clothes and shoes, carrying a white long sword on his back, flew from the sky above Tianjian Peak to the direction of Hidden Sword Peak. .

"Look! It's Senior Brother Yan!"

"Senior brother Yan has passed the test? Then no one can match him this time, right? Let's fight for the remaining two spots."

"Senior Brother Yan is still so handsome!"

"Brother Yan, are you safe?"

Yan Bei satisfactorily enjoyed the admiration of his junior brothers and sisters.

He broke through the level immediately after breaking through the heavenly rank.

It's just that when he was meeting his master, Yu Zheng. . . .

"Master, I'm out of customs." Yan Bei raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that he thought was the most perfect.

"Yan Bei, it's just right. The disciple competition is about to start. Go and try it. It just so happens that this time the competition will select candidates for the exchange meeting in Zhongzhou City. You have to work hard." Yu Zhengjian Arriving at Yanbei, I was also very pleasantly surprised.

"Don't worry, Master, after we go to Zhongzhou City, I will definitely give us Shushan a chance." Yan Bei selectively excluded the disciple Dabi. In his opinion, as the second generation disciple of Shushan With his face, he will definitely win the first prize in the disciple competition.

Seeing Yan Bei walk out confidently, the corners of Yu Zheng's mouth twitched, and a trace appeared on his face. . .It's a very strange expression, like the kind of hard-working expression.

Yan Bei couldn't see his master's expression, but he saw a very interesting person.

A handsome guy who was just a little bit worse than him was walking slowly down the mountain with a long gun on his back.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"My name is Wei." Wang Wei looked at this flirty guy in pure white, and suddenly wanted to tease him.

"Why are you talking to senior brother! I asked what your name is." Yan Bei put on a serious face, reprimanding this average guy in front of him.

"My name is Wei." Wang Wei stopped and stood face to face with Yan Bei.

"Disrespectful! Seeing that you have a gun on your back, you don't know how to practice swords, right? You don't know how to practice swords in Shushan, are you afraid of being laughed at? Could it be that you came in through connections?" Yan Bei frowned, Majestic shouted.

"You are not the master, what do you care about me?"

"Presumptuous! Although our Zang Jianfeng is not asking about Jianfeng, we also pay attention to the superiority and inferiority. Is this how you talk to senior brother?" Yan Bei was secretly happy. He had just broken through and just took this guy in front of him to regain his prestige. .

"Are you annoying? As I said, my surname is Wang, my name is Wei, Wang Wei, do you not understand human speech?" Wang Wei lazily glanced sideways at Yan Bei, with an air of foolishness.

Yan Bei didn't expect that his name was Wei, his face turned red.

The long white sword behind him seemed to sense the master's anger, and flew out of the scabbard with a clang.

"Why is the quality of this generation of disciples so low this year? It seems that I have to educate you for Master today."

Holding the sword in his hand, Yan Bei said righteously.

Wang Wei rolled his eyes. He had just trained Longinus and was in a good mood. He was about to go to Tianjian Peak to chat with Wang Luo, but he didn't expect such a stupefied young man to come out halfway.

"Who are you?"

He bent his legs, and the arc of his whole body formed a seductive S-shape. He tilted his head and looked at Yan Bei from the corner of his eye.

He almost threw a handful of melon seeds into his mouth.

"You should call me uncle! I am Yan Bei, the second disciple of the second generation of Cangjian Peak."

"Who is Yan Bei? I've never heard of it. But this title is pretty cool."

Yan Bei's face was full of anger, but in his heart he was more and more satisfied with this prickly head who was very suitable for him.

"Since you are so good at the way, you can beat it a little later. It's hard to find such a stupefied disciple now." He thought to himself, but Wang Wei's next actions were completely unexpected.

Wang Wei took two steps forward, almost face to face with Yan Bei.

Then, Wang Wei patted Yan Bei's fair face.

"What's wrong with gun practice? Should people look down on gun practice? Can you speak? Didn't master teach you how to be respectful? Did you ask me to come in because of my relationship? What's wrong?"

Yan Bei's white face had completely turned red, and there was only steam spraying from the top of his head.

He subconsciously swept the horizontal sword.

The moment he made the move, he regretted it.

"Isn't it unbearable? You can't justify hurting a disciple right after you come back from the master?"

Thinking about it, the strength in Yan Bei's hand couldn't help but weaken a bit.

Wang Wei noticed it the moment Yan Bei retracted his strength.

He raised the hand that he had just patted Yan Bei, and two fingers caught the sweeping long sword.

"Yo, Tangtang's second-generation disciple, with this little strength? It's a pity not to go to Lingjian Peak with this sword technique."

Where is Lingjian Peak?
Lingjian Peak is full of female disciples!
Doesn't this mean that his swordsmanship is like that of a woman?

Yan Bei only felt a "jump" in his mind, as if the last valve had also been broken.

With the last ounce of reason, he followed Wang Wei's finger holding his long sword, and drew it out.

"This guy is a little stunned, and he still has some sense of control. When he can beat him, he can beat him lightly."

Wang Wei thought to himself.

He let go of Yan Bei's long sword.

"Draw the gun! I must educate you today!" Yan Bei panted heavily, and Wang Wei completely broke his defense with a few words.

The disciples who were watching this scene came to their senses and ran towards Yu Zheng's courtyard.

"Master, it's not good, Master Yanbei got into a fight with someone."

The three generations of disciples of Zang Jianfeng all worship under Li Yiyuan's sect, so the second disciple, Yan Bei, is their uncle.

Yu Zheng was shocked and walked out quickly.

"Who did you fight with?"

The third-generation disciple hesitated and said, "It seems to be the uncle named Wang Wei who just came this year."

(End of this chapter)