Chapter Twenty: Struggle Session

  Zhang Xiaopang raised the Tiger Eagle King in his hand, just about to praise it, but found that Wang Meng's gaze was as piercing as lightning, captivating his heart.

  When Wang Meng stood up, the light was gone.

  "Not bad!" Wang Meng nodded, Zhang Xiaopang's five elements belonged to earth, and his body was fat or thin without much difference, but he would only awaken when he cultivated to a certain level.

  "Haha, Brother Meng, you've finally finished practicing, we need to hurry up."

  "Come on, there's still half a day left, hurry up and you'll make it." Wang Meng smiled slightly, having cultivated for so long, just to solidify his foundation and nurture his origin, he couldn't rush into advancing. With Wang Meng's physical condition, he had to let the two innate life marks enter the perfect realm first.

  Zhang Xiaojiang put away the ball and threw Hu Yingwang into the Qiankun bag, and the two of them stuck the Shouxing symbol on their foreheads and rushed towards Leigong Hall.

  On the last day of the task, Leigong Fentang had been very weak in recent years and hadn't produced any talented people. The status of Shengtang was getting lower and lower, and several elders were not taken seriously. If it were people from Lingyintang, Ma Wanliang's kind would be treated like a pug dog.

  This time Leigong Fentang accepted so many new disciples, also wanted to cast a wide net and catch as many fish as possible.

  Fu Xi is still fine, Zhao Ya is still very happy, Hu Jing is surprisingly surprising, expectedly her talent will pass, unexpectedly she has an extraordinary spiritual sense in alchemy, Fu Xi includes talisman making, equipment refining, pill concocting, array methods, mastering one of them is already good enough, pill concocting is the most important, at the right opportunity, he wants to take Hu Jing to the main hall.

  Five people passed with Fu Xi and Hu Jing on this side.

  On the physical side, Wang Bo was barely satisfied, with eleven qualified disciples, but lacking in outstanding ones.

  There were also eight people who qualified on Yumi's side.

  On the other hand, Xu Huan had a different mood. The seven people who passed the test this year were unfortunately lacking in spirituality and could only be considered mediocre.

  The Holy Hall is different from other sects, widely accepting disciples and forming good relationships. The large number of followers is also one of the biggest characteristics of the Holy Hall in the Small Thousand World. Although quantity is not a standard for judging strength or weakness in the cultivation world, having the main hall as the foundation and the branch halls as branches indeed brings many unexpected benefits.

  Time passed bit by bit, and whether they were finished or not, the disciples arrived one after another, leaving only Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang.

  "Zhang Shifu, what task did you assign to Zhang Xiaojiang?" asked Wan Jing.

  "Hu Ying." Zhao Ya said.

  Hu Jing's heart was gloomy, she already knew this, Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang's tasks were among the most difficult to do. The reason is that neither of them is suitable for cultivation. Cultivation is cruel, sometimes giving up is a blessing, this is Zhao Ya's true intention. Forcing oneself to cultivate will only lead to more suffering.

  Zhao Guang was naturally aware of this, and it would be a waste to leave the spiritual stone with the useless person. It would be better to use it to aid his own cultivation.

  Wan Jing shook his head. Among the elders of Leigong Hall, Zhao Ya was the youngest, kind-hearted but also most stubborn in adhering to principles, responsible for screening. Zhang Xiaojiang had talent, unfortunately, his agility was too poor and did not meet the requirements of archery cultivation.

  "Zhou Guang, who else is missing?" Wang Bo shouted.

  Wang Zhanglao's temper is notoriously bad.

  "Reporting back to the elder, we are still short of Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang. Should we wait?" Zhao Guang said respectfully.

  "What a mess! I've already settled things on my end, you guys handle it from now on."

  Wang Bo waved his hand, and this time Leigong Fentang gained something from Xufu and him.

  "Zhao Guang, do you know where they went?" Zhao Ya asked.

  "Reporting back to the elder, it's said that the two of them have gone to carry out a Tiger Eagle mission."

  Zhao Ya looked at Xu Huan and Wan Jing. After all, it was their family's matter, and she didn't want to interfere too much. Besides, there was still some time left anyway.

  Xu Huan and Wan Jing exchanged a glance, both of them having a strange feeling in their hearts. When Wan Jing chose the little fatty, he also had an indescribable taste, but felt that this little guy's eyes were very bright and suitable for being an archer. Xu Huan, on the other hand, felt a unique enthusiasm from Wang Meng.

  But this is not all of cultivation.

  "Just wait a bit longer, anyway there's still some time."

  Xu Huan said, "I haven't congratulated Zhao Shixiong on getting such a good disciple yet. I hope she can help Leigang Branch win some face during the Grand Competition."

  Many third-generation disciples showed admiration, and the new disciple was able to pass the test, which was a great honor for their ancestors. After all, cultivators are considered to be on the same level as immortals in the eyes of ordinary people.

  Becoming a direct disciple of the elder is like a dream come true, either by performing exceptionally well in the grand competition or having a very deep family background, and Hu Jing's luck was surprisingly good.

  Facing the gaze of many, Hu Jing's expression was neither hot nor cold. Since she was young, she had seen this kind of gaze many times, only it had changed from ordinary people to cultivators. What she was worried about now were Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang - what were these two doing? How could they drop the ball at a critical moment?

  "Master Xu has overpraised me, his disciple is dull and mediocre, but the master has taken notice of him, he is deeply grateful and fearful, and will definitely go all out to bring glory to Leigongtang."

  Hu Jing said with a calm and composed tone, indeed having the demeanor of a great master. Zhao Guang couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. As the direct disciple of his aunt, he had a very good chance.

  As for the other three junior disciples, they can only be envious, although Hu Jing is a new disciple, but she has that kind of aura that can calm the scene, others find it hard to look down on her.

  "Haha, Zhao Shimei, she really is like you."

  Wan Jing and Wang Bo also nodded, Zhao Ya smiled slightly, it's not easy to find a suitable apprentice at their level of cultivation, fortunately Hu Jing is not only talented but also has a good temperament, looking comfortable.

  Zhao Guang also wanted to say that he was convinced, many disciples who had been practicing for many years and the elders still couldn't help but be honest and fearful when speaking, but Hu Jing could face them calmly, the more she looked at her, the more beautiful she became, not only was she born with a beautiful appearance, but also a good figure, especially her natural long legs, paired with the white long gown of the Holy Hall, made her look even more elegant and refined, other female disciples couldn't compare to her at all.

  "Uncle Xu, Uncle Wan, Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang are two people that my disciples are very familiar with. I trust the vision of these two uncles, they will definitely complete the task."

  Hu Jing said.

  Xu Huan and Wan Jing smiled slightly, this child is indeed thoughtful, can see that they are a bit impatient, at this time willing to speak for friends, at least it shows that he is not an ungrateful person.

  "Don't talk nonsense," Zhao Ya said, but didn't mean to scold her.

  "Hu Shi Mei, the cultivation is very harsh and may have the opposite effect." Zhao Guang tried to make himself look more relaxed. In his opinion, with his brilliant existence, the two-layered trash and that stupid fatty were just extras on the side of the road.

  He believes that no matter what appearance, temperament, ability or background, he must surpass them by a big margin to attract Hu Jing's attention.

  "Zhao Shixiong, how did you know it was a narrow victory before the results came out?" Hu Jingyun said calmly and lightly.

  This kind of flirting was too superficial for her.

  Zhao Guang, who had been defeated, still maintained his composure and smiled without saying a word. To say nothing of the presence of Lei Chi, this ghostly gatekeeper, even if he weren't there, the two of them wouldn't have stood a chance of getting through.

  Just as the sun was about to set, urgent footsteps were heard outside, and Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang arrived, almost bursting in.

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