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"bump!"

With a loud noise and a blast of strong wind spreading like a shock wave, a figure hit the platform where the Taoist species was, attracting the attention of many people.

The person who came here was 1.89 meters tall, wearing a very exquisite shorts, and carrying a long stick on his back, which highlighted his well-proportioned figure like a bodybuilder.

It is extremely rare that she does not have long hair, and is a rare short hair in this world. If it weren't for that childish face, which somewhat ruined her temperament, she would probably be able to charm a large number of young girls in love.

Even now, the strong physique of a mature man, the childish face like a puppy, and the contradictory differences can still attract the attention of many girls.

With a little arrogance, the young man landed on the platform where the Taoist species belonged. He rarely responded to the greetings from around him.

He just glanced around indifferently, and then under the eyes of everyone, he came to stand in front of Wang Zijia and stared blankly at Wang Zijia, constantly sizing him up.

"Wang Zijia?" After looking at Wang Zijia for a long time, he said.

"Exactly, what's wrong with Senior Brother Yue?" Wang Zijia stood up, bowed slightly, and then asked.

As for why the other party said such words to him, Wang Zijia could guess.

"That's okay!" a disciple below shouted.

Such a temperament and appearance were deeply engraved in the hearts of countless people at this moment.

There was silence for a moment, and everyone burst into great enthusiasm.

The sun was just right at noon, and it fell on him. Due to the fluctuation of mana around his body, the sun cast a faint halo on him, like an immortal descending from the sky covered with colorful clouds.

This is so pretentious...

Directly in front of the square, on the steps in front of the main hall, there are already many big bosses seated at the moment, all real-level monks, almost all of them are pulse masters or people in power from various external sects.

Many people looked at each other, and the other party subconsciously shrank into the crowd.

"Now that I think about it, well... I'm really good at it. I'm such a great Taoist of the Immortal Sect! I look like a human and a dog!"

I saw him slightly adjusting his clothes and appearance. He looked young but well-educated. He gently used his magic power and opened his mouth to speak very straightforwardly: "My name is Wang Zijia. I belong to the Qifu Channel. I belong to Fuyuan and

Sutra Pavilion."

When he turned around, he met the eyes of Gu Xuefeng, who was sitting on the other side of Lu Qianrou. When their eyes met, their expressions were stunned.

“Share how I don’t dislike the poor and love the rich and eat soft rice?”

He is 1.89 meters tall, with a strong but not overly strong figure, a well-proportioned figure, clear lines, a tall and straight posture, and a standard golden ratio.

Wang Zijia and Gu Xuefeng looked at each other and withdrew their gazes.

"It turns out that my fiancée has a whole family of connections and material resources to support me for me. It's because I don't mind being poor and love being rich!"

"Wang Daozhong is so funny!"

And Wang Zijia and Yue Lai were the only two winners, and it was said that they both won easily.

At the core, there are two inner elders wearing purple robes and white cloud robes.

"It turns out that Wang Daozhong is so good at what he does, he looks like a human being!"

In this case, Wang Zijia, who was born in a poor family, must have a stronger reputation than the other party. It is probably because of this reason.

It's not because he has become famous recently, but according to Wang Zijia's understanding, there are seven Taoists who directly applied for the top ten assessments during this period, with a total of two wins, one draw, and four losses.

"I think a lot of people have heard a lot about me." After a brief introduction, Wang Zijia looked around at everyone, cleared his throat, and said:

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I heard this yesterday, I had a feeling, this person is me? Is it so outrageous? It turns out that when I was picked up like a dead dog by Master Luo Cheng, I was saving hundreds of brothers.

life."

As the dean in charge of the Outer Gate Liyuan came to the main seat and spoke, the whole square first shone with light, and then bursts of fairy music accompanied the disciples of the music and dance department of the Liyuan who began to enter the venue for the opening ceremony.

In the entire square, countless female disciples, whether old or young, were all fascinated. Even many male disciples felt ashamed. Everyone subconsciously became quiet and stared blankly at the banished immortal descending to earth.

Wang Zijia floated and landed on the high platform.

In the square, the eyes of the sea of ​​people all looked at him.

······

After waiting for a while, everyone came one after another.

"snort!"

Even though he looks a little immature because he is only seventeen years old, it does not reduce his charm. Instead, it adds a bit of boyish sunshine, frankness and youthfulness. It makes him a bit more clean and handsome.

Refreshing and unique attraction.

"······"

The music and dance added to the fun for a while, and various celebration procedures began. After several big shots finished speaking one after another, a light began to flash in front of Wang Zijia's seat, indicating that it was his turn to take the stage.

"It turns out that moving around Wanyuzhai is just a bid to keep a low profile!"

Wang Zijia: "······"

"It's impossible, we can't be so superficial!"

Wang Zijia looked at this scene, almost subconsciously, and looked at Lu Qianrou beside him.

Such self-deprecation also made many disciples feel that Wang Zijia was more real and approachable.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, and after everyone was quiet, he continued: "When I received the invitation to speak from the Liyuan yesterday, I was thinking about what I, a great Taoist, would like to share with you."

"Ha ha!"

"Or share that my grandpa invited me to visit Ruyi Square?"

"Salute!"

"I'm looking forward to meeting you on the field. I hope you won't disappoint me!" With more and more pride and a hint of middle school, after saying these words, he walked straight to his position, as if no one else was there.

It's worthy of his attention.

Lu Qianrou, who was in the middle, felt something, glanced at the two of them, and let out a cold snort. The icy aura on her body that kept strangers away became even more chilling.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, lifted her spirits, and floated towards the high platform in the center of the square.

The self-deprecating opening and the completely unconventional playing of cards made all the ordinary disciples below stunned for a moment.

A handsome face with sharp edges and corners, like a knife and an ax, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, shining with a deep light.

Wang Zijia continued as if unaware: "Share my glorious story of rescuing people after being treated like a dead dog and bringing him back? It seems to be almost earth-shattering."

"I thought about it all night, but in the end I didn't think of any ordinary deeds that I could share with you. After all, I am too great!"

"But since I agreed, I have to come up and make a fool of myself, chat with you, and let you see if this is the legendary genius from a humble family."

"The next time I meet, some disciples will understand: Look, even a guy like that can become a Taoist seed. I grit my teeth and know that maybe I can..."
Chapter completed!