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Chapter 8 The Beginning of the Privilege Competition
Qibao Liuli Zong's Inner Square

Zifeng closed his eyes silently, the noisy crowd around him had been completely blocked by him, and he was only thinking about his own plan.

The first weapon, Sand Eagle Shura, he found seven or eight blacksmith shops alone, each shop made a few parts, and finally assembled it by himself.

It took more than half a year to build the whole gun, and even spent all the gold soul coins that Zifeng had accumulated since he was four years old.

However, since Sand Eagle was born, his harvest in the wild has been enriched, and the channels for obtaining gold soul coins have also increased.

Unlike when he was three or four years old, he could only dig some common medicinal herbs in the outermost edge of the forest, and pick up some materials to exchange for money.

Along the way, only the wind in the mountains and the moon in the night sky have witnessed Zifeng's desperation, the desperation of a few-year-old child.

That's why Zifeng, who was extremely lazy during the day, felt like a child the moment he felt the warmth of the sun.

Because every night, ordinary people can't imagine what Zifeng has experienced, what a child of a few years old has experienced.

Zifeng understood that if he didn't have an excellent martial soul, then in this world, the knowledge in his head would be the basis for his survival.

Countless firearm parts were simulated and depicted tens of thousands of times in his mind, assembled and spliced ​​tens of thousands of times.So, touching the sand eagle on her waist, Zifeng was extremely pleased.

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thump—

The lingering sound of the drum did not stop, and Zifeng was pulled back to reality.

The roster in the hands of the deacon is nearing completion, and there are only two people who have not yet read it out.These two children are both super geniuses in this martial soul awakening.

Among them, Zifeng already knew Xiang Yan.

The other one, still a little girl, should be...

"Ning Rongrong, Martial Soul Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, innate soul power level nine!"

Following the deacon's high-pitched voice, Zifeng finally met this legendary figure——Ning Rongrong, the future partner of Tang San, one of the Shrek Seven Monsters, and the owner of the world's strongest auxiliary spirit, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower.

No, now Ning Rongrong's martial spirit is still the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Standing on the high platform, the little girl didn't have a trace of panic in her eyes, instead she was full of playfulness, sometimes tugging on Ning Fengzhi, and sometimes tugging on Sword Douluo Chenxin.

Next, it's...
"Xiang Yan, Martial Soul Canglang King, innate soul power level nine!"

The deacon's voice was still loud, and everyone's eyes were on this big and strong boy.Possessing such a martial soul and innate soul power, Xiang Yan's talent is not weaker than any boy in the sect.

"Now, Ning Rongrong and Xiang Yan have the right to choose the elders to worship as teachers!"

This is a great honor, of course, it is mainly Xiang Yan, because this orphan Ning Fengzhi picked up from outside has the opportunity to learn the title Douluo as his master, and ascend to the sky in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

However, since the deacon chose Ning Rongrong, of course, the little girl chose first.

On the high platform, the little girl was bouncing around, but she didn't make a choice. Ning Rongrong was too familiar with every elder in the sect!

Ning Fengzhi also covered his forehead, somewhat dumbfounded.

He also knew that his daughter was really spoiled, and the little girl couldn't settle down in such a grand and formal scene.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong didn't make a choice, Bone Douluo spoke first!

"Rongrong, worship Grandpa Gu as your teacher, Grandpa Gu will teach you!"

On weekdays, Bone Douluo treats Ning Rongrong like holding it in his palm for fear of falling, holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, and pampering him to the extreme.

And Chen Xin on the side couldn't stand it any longer, he liked to compete with this bony old man in everything.

"Your Grandpa Gu can't give you anything, Grandpa Jian is the number one attacking Douluo in the world!"

Sword Dao Chenxin, number one in attacking the world, famous in the mainland.

Ning Rongrong could only look at Ning Fengzhi, but obviously, whether to be a teacher or not is a matter of reputation, so Ning Fengzhi has no opinion.

"Good granddaughter, don't look at your dad, your dad can't get in the way of your apprenticeship!"

Bone Douluo's words made Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitch.

What is this nonsense!

Call me daughter and granddaughter, when did I have another father!Bone Douluo's words are obviously taking advantage!And there is no trace of it.

Ning Fengzhi's calm demeanor was almost broken.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, it would be great for you to teach Rongrong together. Now, the key is to see how another young genius from our sect chooses!"

Seeing the stalemate on the high platform, Ning Fengzhi could only change the subject, after all, Xiang Yan is very important to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Xiang Yan, make your choice, which elder do you plan to worship as your teacher!"

At the scene, almost everyone's eyes were on Xiang Yan. With the opportunity to reach the sky in one step, I don't know how many children stared at him enviously.

But Xiang Yan looked around for a week, and finally fixed his eyes on Ning Fengzhi, without a trace of dodge.

"Sect Master Ning, I don't want to worship anyone as my teacher!"

Xiang Yan's voice was still a little immature, but it was very powerful, even facing the suzerain of the strongest sect in the world, she didn't have the slightest fear.

The Canglang King's martial soul is indeed one of the best beast martial souls in the world. The person who owns his martial soul also has an extremely proud head just like the Canglang King.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Then what do you think first!"

Ning Fengzhi originally wanted to train this lone wolf king, but his unruliness was indeed far beyond imagination.

Xiang Yan paused for a moment, he had also heard the whispered discussion of the deacon beside him just now.

"I want to join the Zongmen advance group!"

Xiang Yan said with certainty.

His sound made Zifeng on the side look sideways for a moment, what did he think, he actually wanted to go to the advance group!You won't be following in my footsteps again!

The crowd in the entire square erupted into a buzzing noise.

"If I were Xiang Yan, I would definitely learn from Sword Douluo. Sword Douluo is the strongest attacking Douluo in the world!"

"Bone Douluo is more suitable for him, after all Xiang Yan is a beast spirit!"

"What did he think? He actually refused to be a teacher and wanted to go to the advance group. Isn't it good to live!"

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"Impossible! You can only choose to be a teacher!"

Ning Fengzhi flatly refused.His resolute voice silenced the square as well.

It's too late for the genius soul masters of various sects to protect him, how could he be allowed to go to such a dangerous department.

"Then if I win the privilege of cultivating the whole sect, don't I need to be a teacher!"

Xiang Yan's words were astonishing, that's right, if you want to do it, you must be the strongest. Xiang Yan came here today to fight for the number one.

"What, this little beggar is really crazy!"

"Hmph, it's crazy to want to compete with us for this privilege!"

"Yeah, has he forgotten the scene of being beaten by us two days ago, does he still want to recall it!"

"Isn't it the ninth level of innate soul power? I'll tell him with my strength later that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not something that a little beggar picked up from outside can run amok!"

Xiang Yan's words instantly detonated the second generation of souls in this group of sects.

One must know that those defeated by Xiang Yan in the past two days did not rank in the top ten of the second generation of the sect's inner soul.

"Why do you want to go to the advance group!"

Ning Fengzhi's question suddenly softened a lot, like the tone of an elder chatting with a junior.If you fight for the first place, you will fight for the first place. What kind of advance team are you going to!
Before Xiang Yan answered Ning Fengzhi's words, she first glanced at Zifeng.

Zifeng suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

"Go back to the suzerain, because my elder brother went to the advance group, so I must follow him!"

Xiang Yan replied slowly, and there was no such sharp breath in her tone, but a kind of playfulness instead.

It's this answer again!

Elder Bai heard a familiar answer!
Zifeng felt that she had carried a huge scapegoat, and it was still an extremely heavy scapegoat!

　Recommended collection, dear!

　　


(End of this chapter)