The selection was in progress on the stage and the large grandstand was already full of people, so was the surrounding areas. Except the Master, all the elders came and sit at the main part of the grandstand. Next to them, the four inner disciples who already got the quotas also sit.
Qin Shiyan did not pay attention the wonderful competition on the stage, but took a sight at the people around the stage, as if looking for something. After a long time, she sighed with a little regret, frowned and thought, "Why that bad egg has not come yet? Doesn’t he know the selection?"
Wang Yan, next to her, smiled, "Why you look absent-minded, Sister Qin? You got something secret?"
"Don’t be joking, sister! It’s nothing. Let’s watch the competition." Qin Shiyan smiled without any words.
Wang Yan didn’t continue with her, but asked Tian Hai, “Who do you think will win the contest, Brother Tian Hai?”
Tian Hai just shook his head with a smile and replied gently, "There are numerous geniuses in our school and I don’t know who will win. But I am sure the two on stage now will not be the one. Well, is there an inner disciple named Zhang Yan? He is very famous recently and hearing of some of his deeds, I think he is well-talented, but I have never seen him. Is he here?"
Wang Yan echoed beside him, "I also heard about him. He passed the eighth floor of the examination and no one else can do that. How did he achieve it?"
Su Jiang responded with a sneer, "I heard about this person, too and I have met him several days ago."
"Oh? How is his strength? Really as strong as the rumor?" Tian Hai asked.
Su Jiang shook his head in contempt, "It is overstated that his strength is not so strong and his cultivation is low. He dares not to participate in the contest, after all the weakest people on the stage are at the eighth level of Xiantian State, who he can’t defeat as an inner disciple for a short time."
"You are right! He joined our school less than a year ago and his strength will not be too strong, but I think his talent should be very good."
Tian Hai regarded Zhang Yan's talent favorably. Although he had not seen him before, he was surprised that Zhang Yan could pass the eighth floor. After all, he had also taken the examination and just barely passed the sixth floor. He had seen the horror of the seventh floor, but had not passed it, let alone the eighth floor. So, he felt that Zhang Yan must not be ordinary.
Su Jiang’s words made Qin Shiyan uncomfortable. She spoke up, "I think the quota must belong to Brother Zhang Yan. His strength is pretty strong."
"Oh? You also know him, Sister Qin?" Tianhai asked unexpectedly. He thought Qin Shiyan ignored every male disciple in the school and how did she know Zhang Yan?
Qin Shiyan answered with a smile, "I do know him, but I feel he is difficult to guess. Although with not very high cultivation, he is always confident. So, I think his strength is strong and he will get the quota."
"I didn't expect Sister Qin would like a male disciple. This Zhang Yan must not be simple. I really want to see him." Wang Yan followed with a smile.
Qin Shiyan got red and responded quickly, "I don’t like him! You are kidding, sister. I just know him, not familiar."
Qin Shiyan’s praise on Zhang Yan made Su Jiang hate Zhang Yan deeper. He snorted, "The quota cannot be Zhang Yan’s. After all, Liu Feng is a strong inner disciple and hailed as the most powerful inner disciple. I think he will definitely win the contest."
While they were talking about who could win the final victory, Zhang Yan was rushing to the stage with Fatty. Arriving and looking at the crowds, he had no other choice but to stand outside the crowd, watching the contest in a distance.
The selection was in progress on the stage and the large grandstand was already full of people, so was the surrounding areas. Except the Master, all the elders came and sit at the main part of the grandstand. Next to them, the four inner disciples who already got the quotas also sit.
Qin Shiyan did not pay attention the wonderful competition on the stage, but took a sight at the people around the stage, as if looking for something. After a long time, she sighed with a little regret, frowned and thought, "Why that bad egg has not come yet? Doesn’t he know the selection?"
Wang Yan, next to her, smiled, "Why you look absent-minded, Sister Qin? You got something secret?"
"Don’t be joking, sister! It’s nothing. Let’s watch the competition." Qin Shiyan smiled without any words.
Wang Yan didn’t continue with her, but asked Tian Hai, “Who do you think will win the contest, Brother Tian Hai?”
Tian Hai just shook his head with a smile and replied gently, "There are numerous geniuses in our school and I don’t know who will win. But I am sure the two on stage now will not be the one. Well, is there an inner disciple named Zhang Yan? He is very famous recently and hearing of some of his deeds, I think he is well-talented, but I have never seen him. Is he here?"
Wang Yan echoed beside him, "I also heard about him. He passed the eighth floor of the examination and no one else can do that. How did he achieve it?"
Su Jiang responded with a sneer, "I heard about this person, too and I have met him several days ago."
"Oh? How is his strength? Really as strong as the rumor?" Tian Hai asked.
Su Jiang shook his head in contempt, "It is overstated that his strength is not so strong and his cultivation is low. He dares not to participate in the contest, after all the weakest people on the stage are at the eighth level of Xiantian State, who he can’t defeat as an inner disciple for a short time."
"You are right! He joined our school less than a year ago and his strength will not be too strong, but I think his talent should be very good."
Tian Hai regarded Zhang Yan's talent favorably. Although he had not seen him before, he was surprised that Zhang Yan could pass the eighth floor. After all, he had also taken the examination and just barely passed the sixth floor. He had seen the horror of the seventh floor, but had not passed it, let alone the eighth floor. So, he felt that Zhang Yan must not be ordinary.
Su Jiang’s words made Qin Shiyan uncomfortable. She spoke up, "I think the quota must belong to Brother Zhang Yan. His strength is pretty strong."
"Oh? You also know him, Sister Qin?" Tianhai asked unexpectedly. He thought Qin Shiyan ignored every male disciple in the school and how did she know Zhang Yan?
Qin Shiyan answered with a smile, "I do know him, but I feel he is difficult to guess. Although with not very high cultivation, he is always confident. So, I think his strength is strong and he will get the quota."
"I didn't expect Sister Qin would like a male disciple. This Zhang Yan must not be simple. I really want to see him." Wang Yan followed with a smile.
Qin Shiyan got red and responded quickly, "I don’t like him! You are kidding, sister. I just know him, not familiar."
Qin Shiyan’s praise on Zhang Yan made Su Jiang hate Zhang Yan deeper. He snorted, "The quota cannot be Zhang Yan’s. After all, Liu Feng is a strong inner disciple and hailed as the most powerful inner disciple. I think he will definitely win the contest."
While they were talking about who could win the final victory, Zhang Yan was rushing to the stage with Fatty. Arriving and looking at the crowds, he had no other choice but to stand outside the crowd, watching the contest in a distance.
