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Chapter 1585 Could it be that I really did something wrong?

Seeing this, Chang Wanfa stopped talking, but just smiled meaningfully. Hearing the discussions in the audience, he was really worried that the Swing Sword would change his mind and take Han Yangshu to his subordinates.

He knew the most about his precious niece's thoughts. Although Han Yangshu rejected her kindness last time and the two of them parted in a bad mood, he knew that Chang Yingrong would not give up.

Sure enough, not long afterwards, Chang Yingrong borrowed the sword score of the Nine Heavens Sword Thunder from him and handed it to Fang Yunan for his comprehending. Of course, he knew that Chang Yingrong could not have fallen in love with someone else so quickly. Doing so was just to force Han Yangshu to bow his head.

In this case, how could he let the swing sword Han Yangshu take over the sect and ruin the good thing about his baby niece?

He originally wanted to make a few words of the swing sword, which made him completely cut off his mind. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the swing sword was like a firecracker, and roared in front of so many people. In this way, no matter how much the swing sword regretted it, it would never be possible to take back his life. It was exactly what he wanted.

"Elder Qiu, the time is almost over, why don't you start now." Chang Wanfa looked at the Holy Shiyi and said to the swing sword.

"Let's start." The swing sword was sulking and said in a buzzing voice.

The two of them moved and flew onto the stage at the same time.

"Today, it is the selection of inner disciples of my Nanli Sect once a decade. Once I become an inner disciple, I can learn more advanced practice of the mind and more powerful sword skills and holy methods, and become the pillars of my Nanli Sect." Chang Wanfa said loudly.

There was a burst of cheers in the audience.

"According to the sect rules, as long as I am a disciple of Nanli Sect, regardless of strength or status, you can participate in the inner disciple assessment. However, this assessment is somewhat risky, so you should be cautious and careful. If you think you are qualified to participate in the assessment, you should go to the stage by yourself." said Swing Sword.

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the audience calmed down.

According to the sect rules, there are three assessments for inner disciples. The first two are tests of formation, and the third is a showdown of strength.

If you want to become an inner disciple, you must show your extraordinary talent and strength in these three assessments. These three assessments are more or less risky. If you do not have the corresponding strength, there is no need to take risks at all. It is embarrassing to go.

After thinking for a while, the excitement on many people's faces gradually disappeared, and they sat back silently. In the end, only more than thirty people walked towards the competition platform.

"It seems that Senior Brother Han really won't come." A young man who sat down dejectedly looked up the mountain again and said regretfully.

"Oh..." The companion next to him also sighed.

They finally chose to give up because of their own knowledge and knowing that they would be humiliating themselves with their own strength. However, Han Yangshu's strength is far superior to them. If it weren't for being expelled from the Skill Sect by Elder Qiu, a waste of this most precious month, he should have had his place on the stage. Thinking of this, they felt even more regretful for Han Yangshu.

Looking at the outer disciples who walked up to the stands one after another, Chang Yingrong's face turned pale. Unexpectedly, Han Yangshu was willing to give up this great opportunity to enter the inner sect and refused to bow to her!

Did I really do something wrong? She suddenly felt confused in her heart.

At this moment, several figures appeared at the corner of the mountain road and stone stairs.
Chapter completed!
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