: Being disliked

Hearing Yan An's words, Xiao Yan's face turned gloomy and said in a deep voice: "Senior, I respect you as a senior, so please don't joke about your teacher."

"Young man, I didn't joke with you." Yan An shook his head and said, "You really don't think about being my disciple?"

Xiao Yan said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, senior, I appreciate it."

Yan An was amused and crying: "The little guy is quite stubborn. Young man, I ask you, how old are you this year?"

Xiao Yan didn't want to get entangled with Yan Anduo, and immediately said, "The age of the younger generation has nothing to do with the senior generation, right?"

"He is twenty years old." Just as Yan An frowned, the book saint Yang Pei'an smiled.

Knowing Xiao Yan's age, Yan An's eyes couldn't help but become even hotter. The twenty-year-old Lingxuan lower realm powerhouse, looking at the entire human race history, seems to have never seen it before.

The first in history?

God, I have found a treasure!

Just when Yan An was shocked and excited, he suddenly thought of a question.

"How does the Saint of Calligraphy know?" Yan An turned his head, looked at the Saint of Calligraphy Yang Pei'an, and asked in surprise.

"Haha, I not only know his age, but also his name." The book saint Yang Pei'an looked at Xiao Yan with a smile, "Right, Xiao Yan."

Just now, the Saint Yang Pei and the Saint Cui Jian were all in the crowd, but Xiao Yan didn't notice it. At this moment, the Saint Yang Pei'an spoke, and Xiao Yan noticed him. He was a little stunned. Xiao Yan bowed and said, "My younger generation, Xiao Yan, have seen the two seniors, Saint Dan Sheng!"

Zhou Xiner, who was beside him, also bowed to the saint of calligraphy Yang Pei'an and the saint of alchemy Cui Jian, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "My younger generation, Xiao Xiner, have seen two seniors!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to the calligraphy saint Yang Pei'an and the Dan saint Cui Jian.

"Xiao Yan and Zhou Xiner are both students of Cangqiong Academy." The book saint Yang Pei'an explained with a smile: "Xiao Yan's teacher is the European teacher you just met."

Yan An's smile gradually solidified, and then looked at Xiao Yan in surprise: "Is your teacher, Master European?"

Xiao Yan nodded and said seriously: "My master is Master European!"

"This" Yan An opened his mouth, and was very confused. It was rare to meet a piece of uncensored jade. He wanted to accept it as his disciple, but it happened that Xiao Yan's teacher was Ou Shenfeng, and he couldn't even give up.

Yan An sighed deeply and said, "Oh, it seems that you and I really don't have the fate of being a master and apprentice."

The words were full of regrets.

He only regretted that he had not come to Huangcheng earlier and did not meet Xiao Yan earlier. Otherwise, this evil genius would be his disciple.

Missing Xiao Yan as a disciple was like missing a treasure mountain, heartbroken.

The other strongest men, including the Golden Dragon King, sighed, they did not have the courage to compete for their disciples with Ou Shenfeng.

"Wait, little girl, you shouldn't have a teacher, right?" Yan An inadvertently noticed Zhou Xiner, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he cheered up, "How about it, should you consider taking me as your teacher?" Although Zhou Xiner's talent was not as good as Xiao Yan, looking at the wilderness continent, he was definitely a peerless genius. Such a genius is rare in the history of the entire human race. If he could accept Zhou Xiner as his disciple, Yan An would be satisfied.

Zhou Xiner was silent for a moment and shook her head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't plan to worship anyone as my teacher in a short period of time."

She spoke very tactfully and took into account the faces of Yan An and others. In fact, she did not intend to become a disciple, but looked down on Yan An and his group of people.

The low-level strongest people may be like gods and immortals elsewhere, but in Cangkong Academy, it is nothing.

"Don't you really think about it?" Yan An was a little unwilling to give up, but he didn't dare to force Zhou Xiner.

Zhou Xiner shook her head and said, "Sorry." Her attitude seemed very firm.

Xiao Yan interrupted, "Seniors, if nothing else is done, we will leave first and say goodbye!"

After saying that, without waiting for Yan An and others to speak, he pulled Zhou Xiner and hurriedly left.

Yan An stretched out his hand and wanted to keep it, but before he could say it, Xiao Yan and Zhou Xiner had already walked away. They had to smile bitterly and withdrew their hands, their eyes full of regret and regret.

"You said," Yan An turned his head, looked at the Dansheng Book Saint Golden Dragon King and others, and said blankly: "Did we not introduce it clearly enough just now? Do they have no idea what the low-level strongest means?"

It is also difficult for a new and strongest man in the crowd to understand: "We are the strongest man! The strongest man is actually despised?"

The strongest person at the low level is also the strongest person!

Putting it elsewhere, those who want to be their apprentice can pile up hundreds of cities and even be willing to pay any price. But now, they have taken the initiative to accept Xiao Yan and Zhou Xiner as their apprentice, but were ruthlessly rejected, which is naturally difficult to accept.

"Then am I still a high-level and powerful person?" The corner of the Golden Dragon King's mouth twitched, "I am still the patriarch of the Golden Dragon lineage!"

Among everyone present, I am afraid that the Golden Dragon King, the Golden Dragon King, will be hit the biggest blow.

When did the leader of the Dragon Clan Golden Dragon Clan be despised?

"They are students of Cangqiong Academy. What are the strongest people who have never seen them?" The book saint Yang Peian smiled and said, "Not to mention the dean with unfathomable cultivation, the great elder of the demon king Chen Ancient Dragon Clan Ao Yue Dragon Clan, who is not the strongest people? Their strength is much stronger than ours, and Ao Lin can barely surpass Ao Wuyan. But in terms of identity, Ao Lin, the Golden Dragon King, may not be able to catch up with Ao Wuyan."

Dan Saint Cui Jian sneered: "If we could accept disciples, we would have accepted them as disciples long ago. How could we wait until you speak?"

The Saint Pill Saint Craft Saint Saint is the first outside powerhouse who knew Xiao Yan and other students, and was also the only four strongest people in the human race at that time. Even they were unable to accept Xiao Yan and others as their disciples, let alone these new strong people?

The middle-aged soldier from the City Lord's Mansion looked at Xiao Yan and Zhou Xiner who were leaving enviously. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and said respectfully: "Sir, it's getting late, can you set off?"

The book saint Yang Peian nodded slightly: "My brother, let's go."

The middle-aged soldiers continued to lead the way, Dan Saint Cui Jian Shu Saint Yang Pei'an followed closely, while Jinlong King Yan An and others followed them in a low mood.

After a while, Yan An suddenly said, "Wait."

His eyes fell on a man and a woman in the distance. One was a little older and looked more mature than Xiao Yan, and the other was a little younger and had a cunning and lively smile on his handsome face, which looked very cute.

"Danxuan Middle Realm!" Yan An's eyes became hot again, "Both are both Danxuan Middle Realm!" What he valued most was the agile girl, who looked younger than Zhou Xiner, but her cultivation level had reached Danxuan Middle Realm, which was simply a monster.

The other people also looked at the two of them, and their faces were shocked: "It would be amazing that such a monster genius appeared. This deserted city actually appeared one after another."

The saint of calligraphy Yang Pei'an's expression was a little strange. He coughed lightly: "Well, you better not think about taking disciples, otherwise, you will be disappointed yourself."

"Why?" Yan An was stunned, and then his face twitched, "Can these two be the students of Cangkong Academy?"

Seeing the strange expressions of the saint Yang Pei'an and the Dan Saint Cui Jian, Yan An couldn't help but open his eyes wide: "No way? It's such a coincidence?"

The book saint Yang Peian said helplessly: "Let me say that, on the territory of Cangkong Academy, almost all the geniuses you like are students of Cangkong Academy, and of course they are no exception." He had a good memory and recognized the young man and the girl at a glance. Obviously, the young man was Wu Mo, and the girl was Wu Xinxin.

"What magic does this Cangkong Academy have? It can attract so many geniuses, and each of them is so outstanding?" Yan An couldn't understand, but what he couldn't understand the most was where did Cangkong Academy find so many geniuses? You must know that the talents displayed by Xiao Yan and Zhou Xiner, Wu Mo Wu Xinxin are extremely terrifying. It is rare to find one in the entire wilderness continent. Where did Cangkong Academy find them?

The book saint Yang Pei'an shook his head: "I'm afraid only the dean can answer you this question."

Yan An watched Wu Mo Wu Xinxin pass by, hesitated for a while, and planned to give it a try. If he didn't give it up, he was unwilling to give it up.

He showed a gentle smile on his face, who believed that he was kind and gentle, "Young man and girl, can you wait?"

"Are you?" Wu Mo stopped and stared at Yan An calmly. Wu Xinxin hid behind Wu Mo, blinking her eyes slightly, and quietly looking at Yan An and her group.

"I Yan An is the strongest man in the human race. Today I see two of them with great talent and rare uncensored jade. I want to take two of them as disciples. I wonder what they mean?" After Yan An finished speaking, he looked at Wu Mo and Wu Xinxin nervously, but he was forced to be calm and kind on the surface to hide his inner uneasiness.

Wu Mo was stunned, scratched her head and said, "That, Senior Yan An, I'm sorry, I've never considered getting a disciple for the time being."

Suddenly I met a stranger on the street. The other party claimed to be the strongest person and wanted to accept himself as a disciple. No matter how you look, you look like a lunatic.

Even if the other party is really the strongest, Wu Mo would not be moved at all. In his opinion, staying at Cangkong Academy is better than anything else. As for the teacher, he is not interested in taking anyone as his teacher except the dean. The students of Cangkong Academy can have a group of tutors and there is no need for other teachers.

After all, Xiao Yan's Red Dragon King, the Green Winged Eagle King, Bai Ling, is quite special and does not apply to other students.

"We don't need a teacher!" Wu Xinxin is much simpler than Wu Mo and speaks much more directly. "It's enough for us to have a group of tutors, and what the tutors teach is enough for us to learn for the rest of our lives."

Wu Mo showed an awkward smile and hurriedly said, "Senior Yan An, my sister is ignorant, I hope you don't care about her. I suddenly remember that there is still something at home, so I have to hurry back and deal with it. I'll forgive me for saying goodbye first!" After that, he hurriedly pulled Wu Xinxin away like Xiao Yan just now.

"I'm a little doubtful now, are we fake strong men?" Yan An watched Wu Mowu Xinxin leave, and after a while, he said quietly.

Being disliked again!

Yan An is still vivid in his mind when he was rejected by Xiao Yan and Zhou Xiner, but in this blink of an eye, he was rejected again.

The book saint Yang Peian smiled lightly and said, "Didn't you expect this result long ago?"

Yan An smiled bitterly: "But it is still a bit unacceptable after all."

The strongest man, who accepted disciples twice in a row, was rejected. If this matter was spread, he would be almost shameless to see others.

The students of Cangqiong Academy have a very high vision!

"Are they the people in Cangkong Academy who have too high vision, or are we the strongest men already out of the way?" Yan An felt mixed feelings and felt a deep sense of frustration. This was the first time he had tasted such pain since he became the strongest men.

He glanced at the middle-aged soldier beside him and asked, "Little guy, would you like to accept you as your disciple?"

The middle-aged soldier couldn't help but get excited, his voice trembling: "Senior, you really want to accept juniors as his disciples?"

"Just say, are you willing?"

"I am willing, of course I am willing! I am dreaming of taking the senior as my teacher!" The middle-aged soldier was so excited that his eyes were straightened, and he almost knelt down to Yan An. "If I could worship under my senior, I would pay any price, bring tea and water back, and serve him forever, and have no regrets!"

Yan An finally confirmed a fact: "It seems that it is not that we are the strongest, but that the students of Cangkong Academy have really high vision."

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Thank you for the red envelopes for the ‘Zhengyu’!
Chapter completed!