"If all these disciples were from my Ai Family, how great that would be." Looking at the disciples below, Ai Tian sighed and said, among these disciples, there were those whose strength was not below his own, or even far exceeded his own existence.
"Father, you’re really overthinking it. These are the essence of the nearby four major sects, and they are all Inner Sect disciples. If they were all from your Ai Family, then the Ai Family wouldn’t need to consider anyone else’s opinion in ten years." A woman in a white dress said with a faint smile, her aura hidden but not released. This was Ai Jia, a master of the Second Spirit Knot, with an excellent appearance and a slender figure, especially with a hint of confidence on her face.
This ti going into the mountains to gather dicine is led by Ai Jia. Otherwise, without Ai Jia, with only Ai Tian and Ai Jun, they probably wouldn’t be able to hold everyone down.
Standing beside Ai Jia was another woman, also dressed in white like snow, but before this woman, Ai Jia’s brilliance was completely overshadowed. Xia Youyu, one of the top ten masters in the Sect, ranked third, and also the foremost among the four great beauties, reputed as the first beauty of dicine King Pavilion.
Xia Youyu had a good relationship with Ai Jia, and this ti at Ai Jia’s request, she also lent a helping hand to the Ai Family. The Ai Family needed a large batch of dicinal materials for developnt, so Ai Jia went all out, seeking many people to accomplish this matter together.
As for Ai Wenwen, she was sowhat depressed and unhappy. This ti, Ai Wenwen heard from her father that he intended to marry her off among these young talents to recruit a talent for the Ai Family.
But Ai Wenwen didn’t want to get married yet, so she was naturally very resistant, but under her father’s and sister’s orders, this child’s resistance had little effect.
"Everyone, this ti in Ai Jia’s dicine gathering team, only ten spots are available, and there are nearly thirty of you, so before tonight, I will select ten masters to join our Guard Team, and to those who are not selected, I’m sorry, I can only apologize." Ai Jia said with eyes flowing.
"Sister Ai, I wonder what the thod is, what are the rules, and how can we select five people?" asked a disciple of the dicine King Pavilion.
Ai Jia smiled faintly and said: "A one-by-one contest won’t work. Soon, on the square, I’ll carve out a piece of empty land, and you will engage in a free-for-all within it. Whoever gets knocked out loses, and the last ten remaining will be our guards this ti."
Ai Wenwen was also curiously watching, waiting for the final ten people to see who would be her husband.
Soon the empty ground was cleared, and Lin Feng casually stood at an outer position, very casually, as if he wasn’t there to join the guards, but was there for a leisurely stroll.
Ai Wenwen also recognized Lin Feng, her heart stirred, she paid a bit more attention to him, and Ai Tian and Ai Jun naturally recognized Lin Feng, thinking, so he’s a disciple of the dicine King Pavilion, no wonder he’s so extraordinary.
At this ti Lin Feng was dressed in the garb of an inner sect disciple of dicine King Pavilion, naturally he was a disciple of dicine King Pavilion.
Lin Feng’s usual leisurely deanor also caught the attention of Ai Jia and Xia Youyu, Ai Jia snorted coldly, feeling quite displeased, seemingly not expecting such a disciple in her sect, so relaxed. At this mont, neither of them knew about Lin Feng’s situation, unaware that Lin Feng had already passed the inner sect trial, and at the Purgatory Level.
The lee began, almost imdiately, people around started to engage, while Lin Feng swayed left and right, reaching the center. This was perhaps the safest spot, also the most dangerous spot.
A person from Chunyang Valley saw Lin Feng standing in the middle, coldly sneered and said: "Kid, die for ."
He saw Lin Feng’s aura hidden and unreleased, clearly a weakling, naturally wanted to squeeze him first. A strong aura exploded out, taking two steps in one stride, a figure instantly appeared before Lin Feng, throwing a punch directly at him.
"Mystic Rank Martial Technique, Fiery Fire Fist." A red fla instantly appeared on the fist, making people feel its scorching heat.
Lin Feng snorted coldly, a dark starlight appeared instantly, like a dark light, directly attacking the opponent, while his figure dodged the punch, swordlight pressing towards the opponent.
"The swordsmanship is good?" Xia Youyu saw Lin Feng’s swordsmanship and instead offered praise.
Ai Jia nodded slightly, her impression improved considerably, it seed Lin Feng had so skills after all, but the opponent was evidently a swordmaster, yet she had never heard of him in the inner sect.
Dark starlight forced the disciple back without retreat, directly pushing him out of the circle with one sword, Lin Feng then pushed back another disciple with a backward slash, however, without the intention to kill, seeing Lin Feng push out two disciples, for a mont, others didn’t dare challenge Lin Feng, recognizing his difficulty.
Ai Wenwen’s eyes revealed a flash of admiration, not expecting Lin Feng’s swordsmanship to be so skilled, in her view, Lin Feng’s swordsmanship was already exceedingly proficient.
At this mont, a seemingly tyrannical disciple directly punched an opponent out of the field, and that disciple fell to the ground, twitched a few tis, and then stopped moving, obviously dead.
The deceased disciple was from dicine King Pavilion, and the one who killed him was a disciple from Unfeeling Villa. The relationship between Unfeeling Villa and dicine King Pavilion wasn’t good, naturally affecting their disciples’ relationships.
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