Yang Qingxuan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the difficult expressions on the two elders' faces. He didn't want to be apprenticed to any master.
Andrew suddenly said, "Yang Qingxuan has contributed greatly in this examination. He should be treated as a personal disciple. Although this child is a little arrogant, his temperament is not bad. He is a talent that can be taught. " “
The heads of the aristocratic families all had strange expressions on their faces. Qing Buli and Andrew were obviously protecting Yang Qingxuan. If Yang Qingxuan was accepted as a personal disciple by an elder, the Wang and Zuo families would have to think twice before dealing with him.
After all, the status of a disciple of a cultivator in the origin realm was also extremely noble.
Henry's face immediately darkened. Zuo Ming's expression didn't look too good either. The two of them exchanged glances and didn't say anything.
Qing Buli said, "Elder Yi Kun, what do you think? “
Yi Kun's face was full of bitterness. This was clearly forcing him to accept Yang Qingxuan as a disciple. Andrew's gaze also looked over. Yi Kun had no choice but to force a smile and say, "Hehe, such a good seedling. Although his strength is a little low now, he should have a great future. Yang Qingxuan, if you don't mind, you can become my disciple. "
Of course, he didn't mind!
Yang Qingxuan was extremely unwilling in his heart. He frowned and thought hard about how to refuse.
The students all around were in an uproar. Once he became a personal disciple, he would be in heaven and earth. From then on, he would soar to the top. It was just a matter of time!
Chen Zhen and the others were also very excited. They clenched their fists tightly, feeling happy for Yang Qingxuan.
Yue Qiang couldn't help but shout, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and kneel down and kowtow. Call him master! "
Willow smiled and said, "He's probably too excited and can't react. If it were me, I would be so excited too."
Yang Qingxuan frowned and thought to himself, What? Kneel down and kowtow? I'll kowtow your sister. I've only ever kowtowed to the heavens, to the earth, and to my parents. I've never kowtowed to anyone before. "
Andrew saw him frowning and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Yang Qingxuan racked his brains to think of a way to be peaceful and not hurt Yi Kun's face.
If an elder held a grudge against him, he was afraid that his future in the Inner Court would not be easy.
"Didn't Elder Yi Kun want to accept Zhao Sihan? Let me have Yang Qingxuan. "
Suddenly, a faint voice rang out from the horizon, clearly entering everyone's ears.
Everyone was shocked. They all raised their heads to look, only to see a red halo appear on the horizon. It was as if the sun had just bloomed, and like a falling meteor, it streaked across the sky and flew down.
The moment the red light landed, a powerful aura spread out. As the red light dissipated, an old man appeared.
Clint said in surprise, "Si Feiyu, why are you here?"
Everyone was shocked. The person who came was actually one of the seven elders, Si Feiyu. He was usually secretive and rarely interacted with others. Why would he come out at this time and want to accept Yang Qingxuan as his personal disciple?
Yang Qingxuan was even more confused. He sized up Si Feiyu a few times and was sure that he did not know this old man. He had never even seen this old man before.
Si Feiyu laughed and said, "I found this kid to be a little fateful, so I want to accept him as my personal disciple. Yi Kun, among all the elders, you have the most personal disciples. You won't fight with me for this one, right? "
Yi Kun frowned. He was not willing to accept Yang Qingxuan, but he had no choice. If someone wanted to fight with him, he would naturally be happy to let them. However, at this moment, he fell into deep thought.
"Si Feiyu usually focuses on cultivation and never asks about the matters of the Inner Court. Why would he take a fancy to Yang Qingxuan? Although Yang Qingxuan's performance is not bad, it shouldn't be enough for the dean and Prince Jin to support him at the same time. Could it be that there is a secret that I don't know? "
Yi Kun's eyes lit up. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He immediately said, "Si Feiyu, accepting a disciple is based on first come, first served. Since I said that I want to accept Yang Qingxuan, then I have made up my mind. This is not buying groceries. What is there to fight about? "
Si Feiyu's temper had always been bad. His face immediately sank and he said angrily, "Yi Kun, this old man has never cared about the matters of the Inner Court and has not accepted a personal disciple for many years. This time, I just want a disciple and you want to fight with me. Could it be that you are still holding a grudge over what happened last time?!"
Yi Kun's face sank as if his scar had been exposed. He said angrily, "I have already said it very clearly. If you want a disciple, I want a disciple too. Why should I give up such a good seedling to you? "
"Haha, good, good, well said!"
Si Feiyu's eyes flashed with a cold light. He said, "It seems that you are deliberately making things difficult for me. Very well, since we have not sparred for a few years, let me see how Elder Yi Kun's cultivation of the Purple Cloud Arts is going. "
In the Firmament Star Field, martial arts were respected. The fist was the absolute law. Even the Inner Court was no exception.
Si Feiyu stretched out his hand and a water droplet appeared in his palm. As he shook it, it became bigger and bigger. His gray robe danced like water ripples, as if it was endless.
Everyone felt dry as if all the moisture in the air was being sucked away.
At the same time, a strong pressure was emitted from the water droplet. Waves of pressure, each wave stronger than the last, made it difficult for the students to breathe.
What made everyone feel even more suffocated was that the two elders were actually fighting over who would accept Yang Qingxuan as a personal disciple …
This was something that had never happened in the Inner Court for hundreds of years.
At this moment, the person in question was still standing in front of them with an innocent face, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Comparisons are odious."
All the students' hearts were bleeding. Why was it not the two elders fighting over them?
"Haha, Si Feiyu! You're still the same as before, attacking without a word. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you'll really think that I'm afraid of you! "
Yi Kun was furious. As an elder in charge of academic affairs, his status was extremely high, whether in the hearts of the students or in the eyes of the upper echelons of the Inner Court. Si Feiyu had attacked without a word, completely disregarding his reputation.
"Let me see how far you've cultivated your Condensing Water Art!"
Yi Kun clasped his hands together and a cluster of flames spewed out from behind him, leaping several feet high.
As his hand seals changed, the flames underwent a strange change, turning into four wings that spread out behind him. As they flapped, a blazing heat wave reverberated throughout the area.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the flames in shock. He had cultivated the Six Yang Palms, so he was very sensitive to Extreme Yang Qi.
However, the Extreme Yang Qi on Yi Kun's body was somewhat different from the one he cultivated. It was less powerful and domineering, but more agile and spiritual, as if it had a life of its own.
"Purple Cloud Art! It's the Profound Rank Martial Art — Purple Cloud Art! "
A student suddenly shouted. His voice was very excited, but there was also a trace of fear.
There was a commotion all around, and everyone couldn't help but retreat in all directions. Now that the two elders were attacking, just the aura they released was enough to make them feel even more pressured. If they really fought, they were afraid that the aftermath of a single move would wipe them out.
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