One month later.
A place of the Qiankun Sect, a group of people are gathering, among them are the eighteenth Prince Kuer of the Rocky Kingdom, and other disciples of the Qiankun Sect who have just started.
At this time, the freshmen's qualifying battle was over. Basically all the beginner disciples who entered the top ten appeared in this place, and Chur won the eighth place in the qualifying battle.
However, this group of people was very dissatisfied, because Xia Ping did not participate in the freshman qualifying competition.
"Huh, then Xia Ping is really arrogant enough that he didn't even participate in the newcomer rankings. Is this looking down on us disciples who started at the same time? You don't even bother to fight with us?"
Some people are very dissatisfied.
He is Batu who is ranked tenth among the freshmen in the ranking. He has excellent talents, tyrannical strength, and is good at using boxing.
"After all, they are disciples of saints. Although everyone is of the same time, they are above us in terms of generation. If we really count, we have to call him uncle master."
Someone said negatively, that he was clearly provoking discord and unpredictable when he said these words.
"Uncle shit master, it's just that he's taken a shit luck and was taken by the saint. When it comes to strength, I feel that if I don't lose to him, I don't know what he has three heads and six arms."
The fifth-ranked Li Hu was speaking. He had golden hair, like a tiger, and his whole body was extremely terrifying.
He has an extremely tough body, like a monster, he is invulnerable, and his temper is quite grumpy.
"Lv Wenhou, what do you think? Many people have rumored that your first place in the freshman ranking is not true. If Xia Ping comes, you must be second."
A feminine man dressed in black smiled and sat cross-legged on the stone table. He held a blood-colored dagger in his hand. The dagger shone like a butterfly wearing flowers in his hand.
He squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of cold light, like a poisonous snake. He is the third-ranked Tang Mingchen, surrounded by a gentle dark atmosphere.
The people around Ruoyouruowu kept a certain distance from Tang Mingchen, and seemed to be very jealous of this feminine man, for fear that the other party would get into trouble.
"Tang Mingchen, don't provoke discord here. I know what you are thinking. You just want to provoke the relationship between me and Xia Ping. You don't need to cover up here."
Lu Wenhou coldly snorted and warned the other party fiercely: "But I am really interested in this Xia Ping. I want to know if he can stop my Lu's halberd."
He is two meters tall and holds a trident. He has an invincible aura. His body is straight, like a javelin, and it seems to be an unyielding mountain.
The Lu family is also a famous fighting family in the six star regions. It is said that a saint once appeared in the ancestors, but he fell for no reason.
But this also proved the background of the Lu family, all the disciples who came out of the Lu family were powerful men like peerless beasts and invincible.
The same is true in this ranking match. Lu Wenhou swept all opponents with absolute strength and won the first place among the freshmen.
"But he stayed in his mansion all the time. He didn't go out for a month. Even the food was delivered to the mansion specially. It is very difficult to see him."
Someone said.
"As expected to be a saint disciple, the treatment is many times better than those of us who don't know about it. I don't know if we have our own special mansion, but there are people who deliver food to the door?!"
Li Hu was so jealous. He felt that according to his own qualifications, he should be superior to Xia Ping, who did not know where he came from.
"Since he doesn't go out, why don't we come to him in person, he can't avoid him at that time, right?" Tang Mingchen smiled, "By the way, what do you think of Kuhl? Didn't you exchange contacts with him before? Way, have all become friends?"
Whoosh whoosh! !
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Kur.
Kuer spread his hands: "I think of him as a friend, but it doesn't matter whether he regards me as a friend or not. After all, we only saw him once."
He expressed that he was very helpless. During the assessment, the reason why he made friends with Xia Ping was because he had taken a fancy to Xia Ping's strength and felt that the other party had some potential and was a great horse.
Unexpectedly, this kid was too tough, completely beyond his imagination.
He became a disciple of a saint in the blink of an eye. I don't know how many times his status surpassed that of an ordinary disciple, and his own prince's identity can't be compared with it.
To be honest, he now thinks he is dreaming, the development of things is too exaggerated.
"Forget it, it's useless to say so much, let's go find him together."
"That's right, everyone is the same brother, and it's not a big deal to visit."
"I believe everyone is also very curious about this Xia Ping, want to know what he has three heads and six arms."
"To be honest, I am really interested in him. It's almost like a rock popping out. Before my family spent a lot of effort and countless manpower and material resources, it was strange that I couldn't find him any information."
"Indeed, many people now have a lot of speculations about him, saying that he may be a primitive man from a certain indigenous planet, or a direct descendant of an ancient family, or a human from a star field that does not know how far away. ."
Many people are very interested in Xia Ping. After all, this is a sage disciple of the Qiankun Sect for thousands of years, and it has been accepted as a major disciple by the famous Beiming sage, which is even more remarkable.
In fact, it's not just them, the six star regions, and countless humans are very curious about this kid's background.
"I am coming too."
Lu Wenhou clenched his fists: "I want to try this kid's Jinliang to see if he is worthy of the name. Since he can become a saint disciple, he must be more or less capable."
"If you don't have the skills, you still want to be a disciple of a saint, then you are losing the face of my Universe School."
Infinite warfare came out of him, and he wanted to compete with Xia Ping.
"Yeah, if you can defeat this kid, maybe the sage of Beiming will look at us with admiration." Tang Mingchen showed a hint of meaning.
Hearing this, Li Hu immediately stood up: "What are you waiting for? I want to let Xia Ping know. Don't think that being a saint disciple is great. The real strength is yourself, not the background."
He squeezed his fists, snapped his muscles and bones, groaning like a peerless fierce tiger.
The other people's eyes flashed, and they were all very moved. If they could defeat Xia Ping, they would definitely become famous, and maybe let the saint of Beiming look sideways.
No matter how you look at it, there is no harm in this kind of action.