The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"Are you going to participate in the admission ceremony?!" Luo Mushan widened his eyes and looked at this little ancestor in astonishment, wondering if he had heard him wrong.

The admission ceremony is a major event held every ten years in each town of the Holy Academy.

At that time, all the young people in the city will participate in order to be favored by the Holy Academy and become one of them.

There is a saying that if you do not enter the Holy Academy in cultivation, your qualifications are in vain.

As long as you can enter the Holy Academy, you will have all kinds of training resources and guidance from famous teachers.

It can be said that that is the holy place for cultivators.

For this reason, these young people will desperately promote themselves for this admission ceremony.

However, some large families rely on their own background and have the opportunity to get a place for admission, and the Wanjia in Baicheng just got such a place.

Back then, if it were not for Luo Qingyi's weakness and sickness, Wan Zitong was overwhelmed by his talent, this place would have been his.

Luo Xiaoman would not doubt that the reason why Wan Jia gave Luo Qingyi the jade pendant was to suppress his talent and win this place.

"No!" Suddenly, Luo Mushan frowned and said firmly: "You are a six-year-old baby, and you can't gather your vitality. What kind of ghost do you participate in?"

"Xiaoman, I also don't agree with you to participate in the admission ceremony." Luo Qingyi shook his head and stood on the same line as Luo Mushan.

He wondered why Xiaoman wanted to participate in the admission ceremony, it was not a place for fun.

"Oh, people are going to participate!" Luo Xiaoman pouted and akimbo, launching an offensive against them.

However, at this moment, Bailing's tricks have hit a wall at this moment.

No matter how unrelenting she was, Luo Mushan and Luo Qingyi, who had always been indulging in her indulgence, did not let go.

"Xiaoman, Dad can rely on you for everything, but only this matter, Dad will never indulge you." Luo Mushan said with a serious face.

Seeing his serious and serious face, Luo Xiaoman sighed and shrugged, "Well, you won't participate if you don't participate."

Seeing that she finally gave up, Luo Mushan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The admission ceremony is very important. If you are not careful, not only Luo Xiaoman, but the entire Luo family will be implicated.

Holy Academy!

That is a powerful existence that can challenge the royal family of Zhu Yan.

In front of it, Baicheng, like an ant, could be destroyed at any time, not to mention a small family in Baicheng.

"Little Man, you don't need to be depressed, and Dad will give you a third-level monster core to play with."

"Okay!" Luo Xiaoman's eyes lit up and immediately opened his eyes and smiled.

Luo Qingyi shook his head with a wry smile, daddy, are you too indulging Xiaoman?

Hey, as expected, the attributes of the Little Devil King were not born with him, but were spoiled by them.

Here Mo Yuan has been staring at Luo Xiaoman. When she said that she would give up participating in the admission ceremony, she caught a trace of cunning in her eyes.

With Luo Xiaoman's character, how could she be a peaceful master?

I don't know how the little master will toss then?

Wanjia.

Wan Zitong frowned, sitting in the hall with a solemn expression, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, making regular noises.

The people around, including Wan Wu, didn't say anything, for fear of interrupting her thinking.

clatter!

Suddenly, Wan Zitong's fingertips stopped, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, "I understand."

"Tongtong, what do you understand?" Wan Wu asked with a puzzled look.

"Luo Xiaoman, I'm afraid he has taken out enough sweetness to win Lei Li." Wan Zitong squinted his eyes and said coldly.