Fighting the strongest martial spirit

Chapter 50 The Chief Disciple of Misty Cloud Sect

Mo Feng said: "Little Immortal Doctor, with your potential, you are more than enough to be the chief disciple of Misty Cloud Sect, so don't worry too much."

Then he looked at Yun Yun and asked, "Sister Yun'er, what do you think?"

The importance of the chief disciple is extraordinary, and must be personally approved by the suzerain.

Yun Yun slightly raised her eyebrows when she heard the words: "The little doctor is very talented, enough to be the chief. However, the elder came to me a few days ago, hoping to let his grandson Yun Tianyang get the last seat."

"Yun Tianyang, is that trash who is still a Dou Zhe at the age of 20?"

Mo Feng said something.

Yun Yun said: "That's right, but he was promoted to a one-star fighter some time ago. It seems that he took some kind of elixir."

The former said disdainfully: "After consuming so many resources to reach the level of Dou Shi, how can you still have the face to want to be the chief disciple?"

In his opinion, Yun Tianyang is just a dude, relying on the favor of the great elder Yun Ling, he is domineering all day long, and many disciples have been bullied by him.

It's just because there is a Dou Wang powerhouse behind him, so even some Dou Ling powerhouses who don't look at him are unwilling to take care of such troublesome matters.

Moreover, although this person's character is poor, he is not completely brainless. He knows what kind of people can be bullied and what kind of people can't be offended.

When facing those elders with higher status, he will restrain himself a lot, so he has not been punished all this time.

It's just that Yunling's face is thick enough, it's fine to have such a grandson who doesn't discipline him well, but he still wants to get the position of chief disciple.

Then he asked: "Sister Yun'er won't really agree?"

"I'm not optimistic about Yun Feiyang either, but the Great Elder always has to give some face, so I want to think about it and see if there is a more suitable candidate."

Yun Yun replied.

Mo Feng continued: "There was no suitable one before, but now there is one. The Little Doctor Fairy is fully worthy of the chief position."

Yun Yun said: "The talent of the little fairy doctor is naturally extremely high, but her realm is still a little bit lower, and the other chief disciples are at least at this level."

"In my opinion, there is no difference between a Dou Zhe and a Dou Shi, and at the age of Xiao Yixian, they are at most three-star Dou Zhe, right?"

Mo Feng said something indifferently, and then said: "I remember that the elders of the inner sect should have the right to recommend the chief disciple once? If that's the case, then I will recommend the little doctor fairy as an elder."

Hearing this, Yun Yun nodded slightly: "That's fine, but the Great Elder also recommended Yun Tianyang. According to the rules, there needs to be a competition between the two of them, and the winner can get the last seat.

It's just that now Yun Tianyang is already a Dou Shi, and Xiao Yixian is still a Dou Zhe, this kind of competition is not fair. "

Mo Feng heard the words: "It's okay, that guy only reached the level of a fighting master by relying on the accumulation of resources. His fighting spirit is vain, so it's not difficult to deal with."

Although the little fairy doctor is only an eight-star fighter, he has an Enandu body, which is far more threatening than people of the same level.Moreover, the soul bone of a fifth-order monster is fused in her body, so it shouldn't be a problem to deal with a one-star fighter.

Yun Yun looked at the little fairy doctor and asked, "What do you mean?"

The little fairy doctor nodded: "Sovereign, I am willing to try."

The former smiled slightly and said: "In this case, then set the time for the competition in three days, and I will inform you. The other chief disciples and several elders will go to watch the battle, and I will also be there to be a witness."

Mo Feng nodded slightly, this is not bad, it can also be regarded as giving the little doctor a chance to go out of the country, allowing her to integrate into the Misty Cloud Sect more quickly...

Three days passed quickly, and the news spread quickly within the sect.

Everyone knew that the Great Elder Yun Ling and Mo Feng both recommended someone to compete for the last spot of personal disciple.

In a luxurious hall, a gray-haired old man suddenly crushed a teacup, with gloomy anger appearing on his face.

"It's really unreasonable. A junior who is not yet 20 years old dares to fight against this old man!"

He was Yunling, who had just learned about this.

For that careless grandson, he took great pains. Relying on his status, he used a lot of resources in the sect to forcefully push his useless grandson to the level of a fighting master.

The reason for this is to have the qualification to become the chief disciple.

And after becoming the chief disciple, relying on the strength of his great elder, he might be able to find a seat for his grandson as an inner sect elder in the future.

For this matter, he even put down his old face and asked Yun Yun for help.

Originally, everything was almost done, but a disruptor suddenly appeared.How can this make him angry?
Although Mo Feng's cultivation talent is extremely high, in Yun Ling's view, he is the great elder in the sect, with one person under ten thousand.

Apart from the suzerain, he is the biggest one, and everyone else should listen to him.

But this time, Mo Feng disturbed his good business, which made him very upset.

He has made up his mind to pay attention, and must show the other party some color in the future, otherwise what is the majesty of being a great elder?

If I knew this earlier, I should have eliminated the other party when he first entered the sect a few years ago, so there would be no trouble now.

But it's useless to think about it now, the most important thing right now is to help grandson win this competition.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "Blood hand!"

"Big elder!"

A young man next to him knelt on one knee and responded respectfully, his hands were strangely blood red.

"Go and find out who Mo Feng recommended this time. If there is a threat to Tian Yang, get rid of him!"

A coldness flashed in Yunling's eyes.

"The bloody hand obeys!"

After the words fell, the young man stood up and left.

　Seeking recommendations!

　　


(End of this chapter)