Chapter 1270
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The next day, zongmen Dabi had reached the final stage.
After about half a month's screening, the list of the top 100 disciples of the withered wood sect has been released.
These people will be the hope of the dead wood sect in the future, and Liu Zhengyang naturally paid great attention to them.
"It's the leader! The leader appears!"
When he appeared on the rostrum, the dead wood sect disciples who watched below couldn't hold their breath and shouted loudly.
In Tianling City, in order to protect the people in Tianling City, Liu Zhengyang faced the doomsday thunder alone, and then suffered the despicable sneak attack of demon Xiu and the betrayal of his family.
As a result, he was seriously injured and rarely appeared in public.
In this way, rumors about Liu Zhengyang's injury also spread, causing storm all over the city.
In the face of such a situation, Liu Zhengyang did not stand up to refute the rumor, so that the rumor intensified. There are even rumors that Liu is in charge and is likely to fall down from the altar because of his excessive injury!
Coupled with the continuous entry of new refugees around, some people in Tiannan province began to doubt the authenticity of this rumor.
But when Liu Zhengyang appeared, all the rumors were broken.
"Everyone is very enthusiastic!"
As the leader of the deadwood sect, Liu Zhengyang did not show dignity, but looked very kind.
"I think you have heard some rumors recently, but rumors are rumors. They can't be true!"
Liu Zhengyang's voice had just fallen, and there was a shout like a mountain and a tsunami below.
"The headmaster is mighty!"
Liu Zhengyang stretched out his hand and pressed down: "I have witnessed your efforts. Now is also the time for you to pursue your own honor in life. Enter the top ten of the sect, become your own disciples and become the core members of our withered wood sect!"
"Let's go!"
After a brief statement, the atmosphere of the game became more and more enthusiastic.
Old man Zhu sat beside Liu Zhengyang with a smile on his face.
"Young leader, these little guys were quite serious when you didn't show up. Now, the whole person is full of fighting spirit. It's really different!"
"Old bamboo, don't be ashamed to kill me here!"
Liu Zhengyang smiled and shook his head.
"It's really not killing. I can see it clearly, old man!"
It's rare that the old drunkard didn't drink and wore a full dress today.
It can be seen that he is also very attentive to today's affairs and is very serious, which is still a rare thing.
"Today is destined to be a day to write the history of the dead wood sect. Although I like drinking, I never get drunk before business!"
It seems that seeing Liu Zhengyang's curious eyes, the old wine ghost played his clothes and said with a smile.
Liu Zhengyang raised his eyebrows. Good guy, what he said seemed like what he had done before was not serious!
"Dong ~"
With the sound of gongs, the zongmen martial arts competition officially began!
Zu Qingxin and Pang Feng missed the event.
Zu Qingxin arrived fortunately and was calm in mind. Even if he gained strength, he was still concentrating on cultivation.
But Pang Feng was different. He suffered some injuries in the face of the killer last time. After recovering, the whole person became more and more excited, and this attitude also made the fusion of the fire of life in his body more and more flexible.
"Do you think the master will let you and me fight in the end?"
Pang Feng's eyes flashed a look of excitement: "at that time, we will have a victory and defeat. The winner is the eldest martial brother. How about it?"
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The next day, zongmen Dabi had reached the final stage.
After about half a month's screening, the list of the top 100 disciples of the withered wood sect has been released.
These people will be the hope of the dead wood sect in the future, and Liu Zhengyang naturally paid great attention to them.
"It's the leader! The leader appears!"
When he appeared on the rostrum, the dead wood sect disciples who watched below couldn't hold their breath and shouted loudly.
In Tianling City, in order to protect the people in Tianling City, Liu Zhengyang faced the doomsday thunder alone, and then suffered the despicable sneak attack of demon Xiu and the betrayal of his family.
As a result, he was seriously injured and rarely appeared in public.
In this way, rumors about Liu Zhengyang's injury also spread, causing storm all over the city.
In the face of such a situation, Liu Zhengyang did not stand up to refute the rumor, so that the rumor intensified. There are even rumors that Liu is in charge and is likely to fall down from the altar because of his excessive injury!
Coupled with the continuous entry of new refugees around, some people in Tiannan province began to doubt the authenticity of this rumor.
But when Liu Zhengyang appeared, all the rumors were broken.
"Everyone is very enthusiastic!"
As the leader of the deadwood sect, Liu Zhengyang did not show dignity, but looked very kind.
"I think you have heard some rumors recently, but rumors are rumors. They can't be true!"
Liu Zhengyang's voice had just fallen, and there was a shout like a mountain and a tsunami below.
"The headmaster is mighty!"
Liu Zhengyang stretched out his hand and pressed down: "I have witnessed your efforts. Now is also the time for you to pursue your own honor in life. Enter the top ten of the sect, become your own disciples and become the core members of our withered wood sect!"
"Let's go!"
After a brief statement, the atmosphere of the game became more and more enthusiastic.
Old man Zhu sat beside Liu Zhengyang with a smile on his face.
"Young leader, these little guys were quite serious when you didn't show up. Now, the whole person is full of fighting spirit. It's really different!"
"Old bamboo, don't be ashamed to kill me here!"
Liu Zhengyang smiled and shook his head.
"It's really not killing. I can see it clearly, old man!"
It's rare that the old drunkard didn't drink and wore a full dress today.
It can be seen that he is also very attentive to today's affairs and is very serious, which is still a rare thing.
"Today is destined to be a day to write the history of the dead wood sect. Although I like drinking, I never get drunk before business!"
It seems that seeing Liu Zhengyang's curious eyes, the old wine ghost played his clothes and said with a smile.
Liu Zhengyang raised his eyebrows. Good guy, what he said seemed like what he had done before was not serious!
"Dong ~"
With the sound of gongs, the zongmen martial arts competition officially began!
Zu Qingxin and Pang Feng missed the event.
Zu Qingxin arrived fortunately and was calm in mind. Even if he gained strength, he was still concentrating on cultivation.
But Pang Feng was different. He suffered some injuries in the face of the killer last time. After recovering, the whole person became more and more excited, and this attitude also made the fusion of the fire of life in his body more and more flexible.
"Do you think the master will let you and me fight in the end?"
Pang Feng's eyes flashed a look of excitement: "at that time, we will have a victory and defeat. The winner is the eldest martial brother. How about it?"
The next day, zongmen Dabi had reached the final stage.After about half a month's screening, the list of the top 100 disciples of the withered wood sect has been released.These people will be the hope of the dead wood sect in the future, and Liu Zhengyang naturally paid great attention to them."It's the leader! The leader appears!"When he appeared on the rostrum, the dead wood sect disciples who watched below couldn't hold their breath and shouted loudly.In Tianling City, in order to protect the people in Tianling City, Liu Zhengyang faced the doomsday thunder alone, and then suffered the despicable sneak attack of demon Xiu and the betrayal of his family.As a result, he was seriously injured and rarely appeared in public.In this way, rumors about Liu Zhengyang's injury also spread, causing storm all over the city.In the face of such a situation, Liu Zhengyang did not stand up to refute the rumor, so that the rumor intensified. There are even rumors that Liu is in charge and is likely to fall down from the altar because of his excessive injury!Coupled with the continuous entry of new refugees around, some people in Tiannan province began to doubt the authenticity of this rumor.But when Liu Zhengyang appeared, all the rumors were broken."Everyone is very enthusiastic!"As the leader of the deadwood sect, Liu Zhengyang did not show dignity, but looked very kind."I think you have heard some rumors recently, but rumors are rumors. They can't be true!"Liu Zhengyang's voice had just fallen, and there was a shout like a mountain and a tsunami below."The headmaster is mighty!"Liu Zhengyang stretched out his hand and pressed down: "I have witnessed your efforts. Now is also the time for you to pursue your own honor in life. Enter the top ten of the sect, become your own disciples and become the core members of our withered wood sect!""Let's go!"After a brief statement, the atmosphere of the game became more and more enthusiastic.Old man Zhu sat beside Liu Zhengyang with a smile on his face."Young leader, these little guys were quite serious when you didn't show up. Now, the whole person is full of fighting spirit. It's really different!""Old bamboo, don't be ashamed to kill me here!"Liu Zhengyang smiled and shook his head."It's really not killing. I can see it clearly, old man!"It's rare that the old drunkard didn't drink and wore a full dress today.It can be seen that he is also very attentive to today's affairs and is very serious, which is still a rare thing."Today is destined to be a day to write the history of the dead wood sect. Although I like drinking, I never get drunk before business!"It seems that seeing Liu Zhengyang's curious eyes, the old wine ghost played his clothes and said with a smile.Liu Zhengyang raised his eyebrows. Good guy, what he said seemed like what he had done before was not serious!"Dong ~"With the sound of gongs, the zongmen martial arts competition officially began!Zu Qingxin and Pang Feng missed the event.Zu Qingxin arrived fortunately and was calm in mind. Even if he gained strength, he was still concentrating on cultivation.But Pang Feng was different. He suffered some injuries in the face of the killer last time. After recovering, the whole person became more and more excited, and this attitude also made the fusion of the fire of life in his body more and more flexible."Do you think the master will let you and me fight in the end?"Pang Feng's eyes flashed a look of excitement: "at that time, we will have a victory and defeat. The winner is the eldest martial brother. How about it?"
