819: C819 white robe Sword God

C819 white robe Sword God

Chen Mo looked at the other cultivators and realized that Ma Xiaojiu and Pengpeng were standing on top of the high platform behind a bald old fatty.

It was clear to see how prestigious their status was.

Beside the Pengpeng, there was another thin and tall handsome young man. He was around two meters tall and looked like a bamboo pole.

At this time, before the competition even started, Yang Zhiping brought a few cultivators over to where Chen Mo and the others were.

Yang Zhiping first greeted the Black Sword Villa, then walked in front of Mo Bingyan and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Bingyan, we meet again. Today's direct disciple competition, is Junior Sister Bingyan confident that you can enter the top twenty?"

Mo Bingyan smiled and looked at Chen Mo.

Until now, she only had Chen Mo in her heart.

Seeing Mo Bingyan not replying and still looking at him, Yang Zhiping immediately became displeased.

Mo Bingqin smiled and cupped his fists, and said: "Senior Brother Zhiping, little sister should have a chance, after all, I'm the chief disciple!"

The two of them started chatting.

The Black Sword Villa turned around and looked at Chen Mo, then said with a smile: "Chen Qian, change into your direct disciple attire, you'll be going up on stage later!"

"Good Master!"

Chen Mo agreed and with a shake of his body, he changed into his own direct disciple attire.

Yang Zhiping and the others were slightly surprised, but Yang Zhiping could not help but ask: "Junior Brother Chen Qian is already a direct disciple?"

Generally speaking, the direct disciples of every power had to be made public.

However, in order to keep a low profile, the Black Sword Villa did not announce it.

Mo Bingqin nodded his head, and said: "That's right, but Junior Brother Chen Qian has only become a direct disciple two days ago, our Black Sword Villa has not yet announced it to the world!"

"Oh? I can't believe it! "

Yang Zhiping felt very surprised.

But he did not think well of Chen Mo.

He did not know why Chen Mo was chosen as his direct disciple.

Not long after, Thousand Sword Sect brought her wife over. Yang Zhiping immediately went over, and Thousand Sword Sect and Black Sword Villa started chatting.

Thousand Sword Sect and Mo Bingyan's mother were chatting.

As they chatted, they said, "Little sister, I see that our family's Zhiping and your beloved Bingyan have already reached the age of marriage. How about our two families marry each other?"

Mo Bingyan was shocked.

Mo's mother said, "This matter is entirely left to Bingyan herself. Since our children have grown up, we won't interfere in their private affairs!"

Yang Zhiping's mother nodded and looked at Mo Bingyan. He smiled and said: "Bingyan, what do you think about your Senior Brother Zhiping?"

Mo Bingyan frowned slightly, and said: "Aunt, Senior Brother Zhiping is doing very well, it's just that Bingyan is busy with cultivation, so she doesn't want to think about anything else for now."

She hadn't expected it to be her.

Chen Mo only calmly smiled. No one should even think of taking Mo Bingyan away from them.

After chatting for a while, Yang Zhiping and the rest returned.

Black Sword Villa and Lady Manor Lord, on the other hand, had heavy moods.

Although the Thousand Sword Sect and Madam had only casually mentioned it when the Thousand Sword Sect and Sect Master came over, they would definitely come to propose marriage in the future.

The Thousand Sword Sect was the number one power in the Luotian City. There were many experts, and they also liked to play dirty tricks. If they did not agree, then that would not be good ?

After Thousand Sword Sect and the others left, Pengpeng brought the tall and thin young monk with him and flew over to Chen Mo and the others. After greeting him, they locked their attention onto Chen Mo.

Pengpeng looked at Chen Mo with incomparably cold eyes.

Killing intent filled the room.

He had lost all face when he was beaten up by Chen Mo to become a dead dog in Black Sword Villa.

Chen Mo looked at Pengpeng with a calm smile, feeling very surprised in his heart. Pengpeng had been beaten beyond recognition before, and had recovered so quickly.

Pengpeng cupped his fists towards Chen Mo and said: "Chen Qian, let me introduce you to the third ranked Leg less Peter Pan out of the four Peter Pan warriors, Wu Yifan!"

"Greetings Brother martial master!"

Chen Mo smiled as he cupped his fists.

Wu Yifan smiled and nodded, then said: "I heard that you beat up four-legged Peter Pan very miserably?"

Chen Mo laughed and said: "No, no, Senior Brother Pengpeng did not retaliate, just give way to me!"

Pengpeng's gaze turned cold and his heart became even colder.

Wu Yifan laughed and said: "Since you managed to get to the four-legged Peter Pan, it means that your movements are rather fast. Today's competition just happens to have movement techniques.

"Alright!"

Chen Mo smiled and said.

"Alright, we'll meet later. I hope that you won't disappoint me!"

After Wu Yifan finished speaking, he left with the Pengpeng.

Pengpeng even turned to look at Chen Mo, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Everyone, welcome to our Martial Arts Alliance. Today, we will hold the direct disciple competition and seize twenty spots to enter the Eighth Realm ?"

Martial Arts Alliance stood in front of the high platform and said while smiling.

He then began to introduce the cultivators on the stage.

"Let us first welcome Flowering Sect Hua Wuque of the First Field, and two of the four Peter Pan's disciples, Young Noble of the Leg less Peter Pan, Young Noble of the four-legged Peter Pan and Ma Chunjie of the evil jade seed. We welcome them to give our Luotian City face, and to come forth to participate in the fight for the twenty spots!"

Martial Arts Alliance also introduced Ma Xiaojiu, Wu Yifan and Pengpeng in detail.

However, countless cultivators disliked these people.

This was the Luotian City's direct disciple competition. He had inserted a few First Field s in order to obtain a spot, he was truly shameless.

"Next, welcome to senior of the Nine Region!"

Chen Mo finally knew that the person who carried the snow-white sword on his back was the First Field.

Zhuang Zhuangming was originally a cultivator from the eighteen continents' Qingxuan Continent, but he had exceptional talent and perception.2

He was as famous as the cyan gown knife and spirit Wang Youcai.

However, Zhuang Zhuangming was a loner and did not like to talk. Even when he read his name, he did not move a bit.

The Bai Yi Jian Zhuang Zhuang Zhuang Ming, without any sect or school, was a rogue cultivator.

With his fame and strength, establishing a sect would definitely not be a problem.

However, he liked to be alone and wander the Nine Regions often to find Heaven's Pride s with talent in the way of the sword, to be accepted as disciples and teach them Swordsmanship.

However, up until now, he had yet to receive a single disciple.

Passing through the Luotian City today, after finding out about the direct disciple competition, he stayed behind to take a look.

"Today, our Luotian City has the participation of 99 sects. The direct disciples of every single sect can participate, but there are only four spots for every single sect and power!"

"The final 20 will all be given a spot!"

"However, this time's Large Competition will be different. Each sect will have to pay 400 billion meridians for each round of competition, and our Martial Arts Alliance will pay for them!"

"Let's talk about it in advance. According to Prince Ding Xiaodao of the younger Chief's orders, many of them are collaborative projects and the rewards are given directly to the cultivators. No one is allowed to misappropriate the rewards, otherwise, kill them without discussion!"

Chen Mo could not help but laugh.

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