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C989 Snow Sword(part Ii)



C989 Snow Sword(part Ii)

Xuejian raised his head and looked at Lin Hao, then the corner of his mouth twitched. "The disciples of the Inner Sect are divided into the disciples of the Inner Sect and the direct disciples. They are divided by strength. The former is a martial artist, while the latter requires Low-grade Martial Master's strength. After the direct disciples... After that, you can choose your own path, which is to graduate. "    

    

Lin Hao frowned, "That's not right. Isn't there still the Feng Sect?"    

    

Lin Hao remembered that Xuejian was a disciple of the Feng Sect, and Gao Lun was also a peak. This was the most important thing in the Profound Yang Sect.    

    

Xuejian nodded, "This is exactly what I wanted to say. The Feng Sect is the soul of the Profound Yang Sect. The Profound Yang relied on the names of the disciples of the Feng Sect to spread their name. Therefore, in the end, the disciples of the Feng Sect are of utmost importance. "    

    

Lin Hao thought to himself. Since it was the soul of the Sect, the examination and examination of the disciples would definitely not be a child's play. At least, with Xuejian's talent, he should be able to handle it.    

    

Xuejian paused for a moment, then continued, "The disciples of Feng Sect are not very strong, but the weakest must be at the Martial Master. In other words, only when a direct disciple is selected by the Feng Sect will he be sucked into the Feng Sect. Every time a disciple is absorbed into the ___, there will be a strict test. At least, they need a disciple with a very high qualification in the Feng Sect. "    

    

"So it's you who is checking the test? But I'm still a personal disciple, but I don't think any Feng Sect would fancy a young man with mediocre talent and a weak and helpless heart like me. "    

    

Lin Hao had made up his mind today to be humble to the end. He wanted to anger a few people to death.    

    

Sure enough, once Lin Hao said those words, the expressions of Xuejian and the few people beside him instantly froze. They could only smile awkwardly.    

    

The number one disciple in the outer circle, White-robed God of Death, who had suppressed all the geniuses in the Three Sects Meeting, said that his talent was mediocre. Weak and helpless, what should I do?    

    

As they thought about it, tears of grief and indignation welled up in their eyes. This was too infuriating.    

    

If one wasn't angered by their words, they would be angry. He had such great achievements, yet he was still so modest. Back then, I was even proud of myself for being able to throw the Outer Sect Rankings into his mouth for half a year. It turns out that I can't even compare to a single hair on his leg.    

    

Comparisons between people were infuriating. Comparisons of goods had to be thrown away. At this moment, this was the mentality of everyone present.    

    

"Senior Brothers, what's wrong? Why do you look so sad and miserable? Could it be that Junior Brother has said something wrong?" Lin Hao was in fear and trepidation, but his humble attitude was still a little better.    

    

The few of them clenched their fists tightly, and the tears in their eyes seemed as if they could not bear it any longer.    

    

Given his status, he was afraid that his strength wasn't any weaker than theirs, yet he was still so modest, gentle, and polite. They could only think of themselves in the past.    

    

Sigh! He, who used to be proud of his talent, was a scum!    

    

Everyone couldn't help but cover their faces, not daring to look at Lin Hao directly. Lin Hao's gentlemanly demeanor had already made them feel ashamed.    

    

"Senior Brother Xuejian?" Lin Hao turned to Xuejian.    

    

Xuejian's mouth twitched. He had already seen how evil Lin Hao was. Xuejian naturally knew about it, so he could only helplessly say, "They are in great pain, they won't be able to take it. This is the silver token that symbolizes the disciples of Inner Sect... Don't mind it, because I really don't know when you broke through to the Martial Master. This was made a few days ago. "    

    

Lin Hao, on the other hand, humbly declined it. He wanted to promote the virtue of humility. " How would I dare to trouble senior brother Xuejian? I have lived for half of my life. I am already satisfied to have a silver medal... Eh, why did senior brothers leave? Why are you in such a hurry? Is your stomach really that painful?"    

    

Xuejian rolled his eyes at Lin Hao. He threw the token to Lin Hao and ran away.    

    

If he stayed any longer, he might be angered to death by Lin Hao.    

    

Lin Hao was still shouting behind the crowd, "Welcome to our humble home!"    

    


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