Occasionally, a few white clouds floated across the blue sky.
Outside of Qinlingjun City, there was a large manor. It was less than 20 miles away from Qinlingjun City. This manor was different from ordinary manors. There were not many buildings, and the layout was very similar to the military parade ground. There were hundreds of stone stoves in the vast open space.
Yes, there were hundreds of stone stoves. Junior Leopard stood in the crowd, looking at the situation in the field through the gaps between people. In his mind, he was thinking of the scene when he watched the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, where people beat the fools and sang.
Although there were many stone stoves, they were arranged very neatly, forming a square formation. Beside each stone stove, there was a stone table, on which there was a raw material, an iron hammer, and other materials for forging and smelting tools. This was the first venue of the Selection Contest.
On the north side of the square formation of stone stoves was a stone platform, like the platform of the military parade ground. On it, there were 19 red chairs. Junior Leopard knew that they were prepared for the Wu Family's Patriarch and 17 Elders. The empty seat in the middle was reserved for the distinguished guests from Tian Long Mystic Mountain.
The Wu Family and Tian Long Mystic Mountain were inseparable. Therefore, during the Selection Contest, they would often go to Tian Long Mystic Mountain to invite experts from Tian Long Taoism to attend the ceremony. However, in the eyes of Tian Long Taoism, the Wu Family was only one of the many external subsidiary influences. It was not a big deal that there was only one Elder with Level Seven cultivation in the Wu Family. If the Wu Family's annual tribute to Tian Long Taoism was not satisfactory, they would not lower themselves to attend the Selection Contest for such a small Wu Family.
Even so, in the past, the Wu Family could only invite some idle Elders at most. It was good enough to invite a leader. No one expected that the Wu Family would invite Wang She, one of the three Chiefs of Tian Long Taoism, to attend the Selection Contest. This really made the Wu Family overjoyed.
Of course, this was not the only thing that made them happy. There was a rumor that the Wu Family's Second Young Master, Wu Yulong, was talented and had an extraordinary bearing. He was a rare talent in martial arts and had caught the eye of Chief Wang, who wanted to accept him as a disciple.
This news was more sensational than Wang She's simple attendance.
Who was Wang She?
Wang She was one of the three Chiefs of Tian Long Taoism and one of the most frightening masters of the young generation in the martial arts world of Great Jin. He was about the same age as the White Blademaster Lu Shaoyou. Although they had never fought against each other, Wang She's reputation, strength, and status were not below that of the White Blademaster Lu Shaoyou.
A Rank-8 powerhouse at the age of thirty.
Just thinking about it was exciting.
Moreover, according to the recent rumors, the White Blademaster Lu Shaoyou proposed to Yunzhou Governor Ma Tianchang. It was obvious that the Mingyi School wanted to extend its foot into Yunzhou. At this time, Tian Long Taoism's Wang She came down the mountain to participate in this insignificant Selection Contest in Yunzhou's Qinlingjun City. Was there really no connection between them?
Could it be that Wang She really came for the Wu's Second Young Master?
These were all mysteries. There were many speculations and opinions, which led to the influence of the Wu's Selection Contest far exceeding that of the previous ones.
Yunzhou's Qinlingjun City was already overcrowded. Not only were all the inns full, but there were not many houses available for rent.
The Selection Contest and the Ma's selection of a son-in-law. These two things were originally unrelated, but now they were strangely connected by Jianghu rumors.
Of course, all this had nothing to do with Junior Leopard. He was just a nobody who came to participate in the Selection Contest. He had already achieved his goal of being selected as an inner disciple of the Wu's. His ultimate goal was to be favored by the Elders of the Wu's and be accepted as a disciple. As for other things, he didn't care much about them.
"Dong, dong, dong!"
The two big drums around the field were beating, and the heavy sound of drumsticks shook the surroundings. On the stage, more than a dozen old men wearing black robes embroidered with gold edges slowly walked up and stood beside the chairs one by one according to their positions. Then Wu Yansheng, the current Wu's Patriarch, and Lyu Yiyue, the Wu's First Elder, whose cultivation had reached Level Seven, escorted a cyan-clothed youth to the stage.
"This is Wang She?!"
Junior Leopard didn't know Wang She, but judging by his appearance, he seemed to be too young.
He looked like a youth, at least 17 or 18 years old. The evil smile on his face made people feel comfortable.
"Another Level Eight expert?!" Junior Leopard thought of Xue Wuya, who had been killed by him. He didn't know why, but the corners of his mouth pulled up into a smile. Just as he was feeling complacent, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. A solid gaze was staring at his face.
"Wang She?!"
Wang She, who was surrounded by the Wu Family Patriarch and the First Elder, turned his head and fixed his eyes on Zhou Bao. Zhou Bao's eyes met Zhou Bao's.
Junior Leopard's vision was very strong now. Even if he didn't use his eyes, under the clear sky, the flowers and grass hundreds of feet away could not hide from his eyes.
Although the venue was large, it was only a few hundred feet in length and width. He could see Wang She's every move clearly. Wang She suddenly looked back at him. The strangest thing was that Wang She smiled at him and even nodded slightly, as if he had known him for a long time. Wang She's eyes were wide open. Wang She smiled at him and even nodded slightly, as if he already knew him.
Junior Leopard only felt his body stiffen. A stream of extremely cold Qi rushed from his Dantian to his head. When he looked again, Wang She and the others had already walked up to the high platform and sat down.
After waiting for a while, after a series of ceremonies, the Selection Contest officially began.
As for the first round of selection, it was the Wu Family's old profession, forging weapons.
There were 572 Wu's disciples who came from all over the Great Jin to participate in the Selection Contest. There were 900 stone stoves on the square.
Among these people who came to participate in the Selection Contest, the young ones were just over 10 years old, and the old ones were already over 30 years old. They were of different heights, but after all, the majority were the older ones. Those who were 17 or 18 years old had already grown up. There were only two people like Junior Leopard who were just over 10 years old and still looked like children.
"Those two people are the youngest in this year's Selection Contest?!"
On the platform, Wu Yansheng pointed at Junior Leopard and the other 10 years old boy and said, "I didn't expect there to be such young disciples in this year's Selection Contest. I just don't know what kind of ability they have!"
"I'm afraid some of the people below are playing to the gallery!" An Elder sitting next to Wu Yansheng said with some sarcasm, "For a 10 year old kid, no matter how talented he is, it is not easy to forge a good weapon. Refining weapons is not something that can be done with just talent!"
"Yes, yes, these guys below are really too eager for quick success and instant benefits!" The Elders next to him echoed. They were the clearest about what Wu Yansheng was thinking.
This Selection Contest was not the most important thing for the Wu Family. The most important thing was to get his second son into Wang She's disciple. The Selection Contest was held every few years, but it was not every year that the Chief of Tian Long Taoism would accept a disciple. Although Wu Yansheng was very confident that Wang She would accept a disciple, if some genius really appeared in this Selection Contest and defeated his son, it would be somewhat embarrassing for him.
Therefore, looking at the two 10 years old children on the platform, Wu Yansheng felt that they were an eyesore.
To this, Wang She only smiled. He was very clear about what the Elders on the stage were thinking. However, he didn't care. What he was thinking now was whether he should take this opportunity to take Junior Leopard as his disciple. At least the Second Young Master of the Wu Family was a bargaining chip. Even if he was a genius, what could he do?
There were so many geniuses in the world. It didn't matter if Junior Leopard had one more or one less. However, people like Junior Leopard who had the Gifted Divine Sense and bloodline might really go extinct if there was one less. If they wanted to meet him again in the future, they might not have the chance.
But, was it a good opportunity now?
While Wang She was thinking, the selection had already begun. The 572 stone stoves in the field were all lit up. The selection task was very simple. Within six hours, you had to forge a weapon that satisfied you. The materials were the same, the time was the same, and all the conditions were the same. Everyone had to rely on their own strength!
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