Chapter 11 (1/2)

How can this be possible? One of his martial arts masters also came here to participate in the school contest? ” One of the leaders took a puff from the corner of his mouth.

He is the leader of an unworthy sect. His strength is only level nine. The man in green is even stronger than him!

”He is already a martial arts master. I don't think he will join the sect here.” A leader sighed.

”Not necessarily.” Another leader shook his head and looked at Chen Xi's position.

”Well, it seems that this time the good young man is going to be covered by headmaster Chen.” A leader sighed deeply.

They don't dare to rob Chen Xi's disciples. That's just looking for death.

”Now we are going to give out prizes. The top ten can choose one school to join!” A soldier stood on the stage and said in a loud voice.

Before the man in Tsing Yi stepped onto the stage, he received his own Champion Award.

It's a long sword. It's a magic weapon obtained by the King City Lord many years ago. It's extremely sharp and cuts iron like mud.

If it was not for the start of the big contest of four cities, the king would never take out his beloved sword.

As for the rest of the people, the reward is just a common pill, or a few pieces of spirit stone.

”Now, please choose the sect.”

”Sorry, I'm not going to join the sect.” The man in Green took up his dagger and jumped down from the arena.

”Well, it is.” The eyes of the other people can only sigh.

”I want to join the Changhe school!” Said the second ranked young man.

”I'm going to join the iron hand sect. I heard that they have a strong hand in taking out Yin, and it suits me very well.” The third is actually that wretched young man, he looks obscene way.

Later, the remaining several people also selected their own sects one by one.

None of the ten chose Tiandi school.

This is also no way to do things, after all, the Tiandi sect is not famous, they have never heard of it.

”Don't sleep, headmaster Chen. It's time to choose disciples.” The King City Lord patted Chen Xi, and then some speechless said.

”Ah? Is the contest over? ” Chen Xi opened her eyes and said vaguely.

”Not only is it over, but the top ten have chosen their own schools!” The king said with tears and laughter.

”Oh, can someone join the Tiandi sect?” Chen Xi nodded and asked.

”No The king shook his head.

”What? Are these people blind? ” Chen Xi stood up in a fit of anger.

”Cough, don't be angry, headmaster Chen. The top ten schools are selected by ourselves. We have no right to interfere. But The rest of the disciples can be selected at will. ” The Lord of the city quickly grabbed Chen Xi and said.

”Well, let's have a good choice.” Chen Xi nodded.

”Now, please choose your disciples!” Cried the soldier again.

Smell speech, the leader of each school can't wait to go down.

”Go, snow, accompany me to choose my disciples.” Chen Xi takes Lin Qianxue to the arena.

Soon, he saw a young man with six spirit roots.

”Would you like to join the Changhe school?” The leader of Changhe sect is staring at the youth in front of him. He is the 11th expert among these people.

If it wasn't for meeting the third despicable man, he might even have a chance to compete for the top five.

”I would...” The young man was so excited that he had sent him for Changhe.

”Wait, I'll take this disciple.” Chen Xi came over and said to the leader of Changhe school.

”Chen Master Chen. ” The leader of the Changhe sect looks on the other side. This guy really came to rob his disciples.