The mysterious senior behind Ruda is naturally-Deng Jiuling.
Among the brothers, Ruda is the only one without any background.
If Deng Jiuling doesn't help his brother, who else can he help
Xiao Yan, Lan Jian, and the eldest grandson Yue'er, all three have great masters, so there is nothing to worry about.
Ruda has nothing, even if it is not a waste material, no one can believe it.
Ruda needs an opportunity, an opportunity to reach the sky.
And Deng Jiuling gave Ruda this opportunity.
Deng Jiuling called out the inscribed Lidian Scriptures from the fragility of life and death, and passed the first three levels to Ruda.
If not, how can Ruda rise up so quickly
"Congratulations, Ruda, formally advanced inner disciple."
The next moment, the majestic voice of Elder Xia resounded through the audience in an instant.
The voice fell, and everyone applauded.
Those disciples who originally looked down on Ruda's faces were fierce, and they felt shocked.
"What's so great, even if he is great, no elder is willing to accept him as a disciple." A thorn said with a sneer.
The voice fell, and the giant spirit elder stood up and said with a smile to Ruda:
"Ruda, the old man wants to lead his teacher to accept apprentices, are you willing to become a disciple of the Venerable?"
The sound was not loud, falling in the ears of everyone, but it was like thunder rumbling.
The elder of the giant spirit is the senior brother of the master of the contemporary giant spirit, and also a disciple of the monarch of the giant spirit.
Leading teachers to accept apprentices is widespread among the elders of Dalin Temple.
If an elder stumbled upon a certain genius.
But I don't feel worthy to be his teacher, and I don't want to give up this genius.
That elder can lead his teacher to accept his apprentices, and first take this genius into his bag.
When this genius meets certain conditions, he can automatically advance to become the elder's junior.
However, it is very rare to directly replace the elders and accept disciples like the giant spirit elders.
This shows that Ruda's talent is so high that it is still beyond everyone's imagination.
"Brother Juling, is it too risky for you to do this?" Elder Fuhu said in astonishment.
"This Luda wasted material for three years, it was Shushan's fluke success. It was also good luck, nothing great." Elder Jiang Long said with disdain.
"Brother Juling, think twice." Old Jiang also spoke.
"Ruda used to be the number one arrogant when he first started, but now after three years of silence, he is able to make a comeback."
Caressing the white beard, Elder Giant Spirit smiled and said: "I respect the Venerable Giant Spirit, his elder accepts disciples. The first thing you look at is character, and the second thing is the ability to endure hardship."
"As for the issue of talent, I don't really care about it in Ju Lingtang."
After speaking, the elder giant spirit stared at Luda admiringly: "Junior Brother Lu, what do you think?"
"I..." Ruda opened his mouth, and was shocked by the huge happiness. Don't want it.
"Promise him." A majestic voice suddenly followed the wind.
"It's the senior!" Ruda was shocked and excited again.
It seemed that it was due to the "predecessor", Ruda no longer hesitated, and quickly knelt on the ground: "Ruda, I have seen brother."
"Yeah." The giant spirit elder nodded, his eyes full of appreciation.
"Next, Comrade Lei Feng."
The majestic voice of Elder Xia resounded through the audience in an instant.
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling no longer hesitated, fluttering in white, walking all the way to the ring.
"The long one is quite handsome, so arrogant, wanting to be the number one performer?"
"This is the man who dares to challenge Master Xuan Bing? He really won't die if he doesn't die."
Wherever he went, there were ridicule voices everywhere.
Deng Jiuling wore a half golden mask with a calm face, ignoring everyone's ridicule.
In this scene, the elders who watched kept shaking their heads, feeling that Deng Jiuling was pretending to be too forceful.
"If you don't have the strength, it's just rubbish."
Old Jiang's eyes were cold, and he didn't hide the endless ridicule in his heart.
In the next moment, Deng Jiuling's figure had appeared on the ring.
"Lei Feng, you are not quick to perform martial arts, when will you wait?"
Seeing Deng Jiuling standing still and motionless, the elder Fuhu roared.
The young man in white smashed his halberd in Shushan, and this matter made Elder Fuhu feel uncomfortable.
All the elders present here can comment on the martial arts of the participating disciples.
The opinions of these reviews will directly affect Deng Jiuling's final total score.
Elder Fuhu decided long ago that no matter how Deng Jiuling performs martial arts, he will make things difficult for him!
However, Deng Jiuling does not perform martial arts. What is this
"This time the rules for advanced martial arts performance, in addition to direct martial arts performance, can also be achieved by challenging masters. I don't know if I am right?"
Deng Jiuling stood with his hands behind and said lightly.
"Of course."
Elder Fuhu nodded, his eyes taunted: "Just your three-legged cat kung fu, who do you dare to challenge?"
"To challenge, it is natural to challenge the strongest."
Standing with his hand, Deng Jiuling proudly said:
"I want to challenge-the white man!"
The sound was not loud, but it fell in the ears of the disciples, and it was thunderous and deafening.
"This kid, actually wants to challenge the top three?"
"I'm going, it's awesome!"
The disciples were in an uproar, feeling incredible.
"Lei Feng, with your three-legged cat kung fu, can you beat my junior brother in white?"
The white beard flicked, and the elder Fuhu shouted angrily.
"According to the rules of performing martial arts, one can challenge the strong one day. Could it be that your junior dare not?" Deng Jiuling said with disdain.
"Okay, then I promise you." Elder Fuhu shouted in his voice.
"Please come to the court, the white-clothed boy."
Elder Xia's old voice resounded through the sky again.
The sound fell, and a stick of incense was ignited.
The incense was curling up, but no one saw the sight of the white-clothed boy.
"how so?"
"The performance of martial arts is so important today, Brother Baiyi didn't come?"
There was a commotion among the disciples, and they all felt incredible.
"Junior Brother Baiyi, what are you doing?"
As time went by, Elder Fuhu became anxious and became increasingly anxious.
"It's time for a stick of incense!"
The voice of the disciple telling the time suddenly resounded across the sky.
"Given that the white-clothed boy gave up the competition, this time Comrade Lei Feng will win."
"Congratulations, Comrade Lei Feng, formally advanced inner disciple."
The next moment, the majestic voice of Elder Xia resounded through the audience in an instant.
"how so?"
Elder Fuhu's eyes widened, and he was stupid.
"hateful!"
"This Lei Feng is too shameless."
The disciples were excited and scolded one after another.
"Brother Fuhu, what the hell is your brother?"
Elder Jiang Long said some jokes.
Jianglong and Fuhu's two Tang dynasties were originally very contradictory.
Now that the white-clothed young man broke the halberd and lost inexplicably, the elder Jianglong was naturally excited.
"Huh, your black-clothed junior brother, didn't he still not come?"
Elder Fuhu said with disdain.
"I used the secret method to inform Young Master Jianglong and asked him to call Junior Brother Black."
Stroking the white beard, Elder Jiang Long laughed and said, "Counting the time, Junior Brother Black is coming soon."
"Lei Feng, you have already won a round, why haven't you stepped down?"
Old Jiang's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't help but roar.
"I still have to challenge, son in black." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
The sound was not loud, but it contained the sound of thunder, and everyone who listened to it was in an uproar.
"This kid, actually has to challenge?"
"I heard that the black man is already on the road, why is he crazy?"
There was a commotion among the disciples, and they cursed one after another.
"I accept your challenge!" A roar sounded from the rear.
The sound fell, the door banged, and someone kicked it open.
In an instant, there was a bright light like the scorching sun, and the stinging people were a little bit unable to open their eyes.
Under the gaze of all eyes, the black-clothed man stepped forward with a long sword in his hand.
"This young man in black is so strong after only one month of retreat?"
"It looks like it's only a matter of time before the black man broke through to the half-step state."
There was a commotion among the elders, and they were all shocked.
One month now, from the peak of the Ninth Stage, breaking through to the point where it is close to half a step!
too strong!
It is too strong!
The arrival of the young man in black caused the disciples of Jianglongtang to raise their arms and shout.
"This time in the challenge, if the boy in black wins, all of Lei Feng's points will be counted as the boy in black."
"Comrade Lei Feng, if you lose, you will lose your status as an inner disciple, are you sure?"
Stroking the white beard lightly, Elder Xia said solemnly.
"determine."
Deng Jiuling nodded, the corner of his mouth pursed, and he smiled unpredictably.
"Game start!"
The majestic voice of Elder Xia resounded through the void again.
"please!"
"please!"
The black man and Deng Jiuling saluted at the same time.
In an instant, in the void, there was murderous intent.
Black boy, angry!
In the battle of Shushan, the three great arrogances have all 0 points!
This is a lifelong shame to the black man!
This month, the boy in black hangs his head on his head and thorns his head.
For this battle, the black man has absolute confidence!
"Brother in black, you are indeed very strong, but it is a pity that you met me."
Standing with his hand, Deng Jiuling raised his middle finger and said lightly:
"In order to show respect to you, I will give you three tricks."
"After three moves, I won't be polite to you, please."
Pouch!
As soon as Deng Jiuling said this, the black man's throat felt sweet and he was furious.
"This kid is crazy!"
"I, Cao, a rubbish who relies on luck to advance, actually let the black man three tricks?"
"If you don't die, you won't die. This time the black-clothed man makes a big martial arts advance, this kid is dead."
The disciples were in an uproar, and they all felt that Deng Jiuling was pretending to be too forceful.
"Bastard!"
boom!
With a slap on the table, Elder Jiang Long shouted angrily:
"Brother in black, you don't need to talk nonsense with this rubbish, just kill him directly."
The inner gate performs martial arts, allowing life and death battles.
But generally speaking, unless it is a deep hatred, few people do this.
But this time, Deng Jiuling successfully angered all the elders and disciples present.
"Smelly boy, within one move, you will undoubtedly die!"
Roar!
The black-clothed boy raised his head to the sky and screamed, his whole body boiled with anger.
A sword cut through the darkness, and instantly slashed towards Deng Jiuling.