Boyue gave a very detailed introduction, introducing everyone's skills and weapons they were accustomed to using, and even summarized everyone's temperament.

After listening to this, Ma Xiaoyao benefited a lot. With this information, Ma Xiaoyao is more confident about tomorrow's final.

"Well, that's all I have to say! Do you remember it all?" Boyo asked.

"Remember!" Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "Deputy Dean, thank you! Thank you for helping me so much! Thank you so much!"

Boyue waved his hand: "Don't thank me, you should thank the dean! If you were not the dean's disciple, I would not care about you!"

"Dean...he...he doesn't seem to want to see me..." Ma Xiaoyao smiled bitterly: "He doesn't admit that I am his disciple at all..."

"That was before." Bo Yue shook his head: "After this period of observation, the dean's view of you has changed. He appreciates you now! He plans to accept you as an official disciple after you finish participating in the finals.

Got it!"

"Really?" Ma Xiaoyao didn't seem to believe it.

"Do you think I'm lying?" Bo Yue said with a smile: "Ma Xiaoyao, this is a rare opportunity, you have to seize it! Being able to become the official disciple of the dean is definitely a blessing.

Glory! I don’t know how many people will envy you then!”

Ma Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said nothing. Maybe others wanted to become Leng Rufeng's disciple, but Ma Xiaoyao didn't want to. He didn't want to be controlled or restrained by others. After becoming a disciple, although his status was improved, his freedom was also lost. However,

He didn't dare to say these words.

At least I dare not say it now!

"There will be another lottery tomorrow. I hope you have better luck and don't get the two brothers Xiahoumen and Xiahou Weiwu at the first opportunity." Boyue said.

"I shouldn't be so unlucky." Ma Xiaoyao smiled bitterly.

"Okay, it's getting late. You should rest quickly. I'm looking forward to your performance tomorrow." After patting Ma Xiaoyao on the shoulder, Boyue stood up and left.

After sending Bo Yue away, Ma Xiaoyao began to study the golden cicada clothes. This golden cicada clothes were very thin and light, almost weightless, and even softer when touched. Ma Xiaoyao pondered for a moment and took out a piece of golden cicada clothes.

He pointed the dagger at Jin Chanyi and chopped it down.

After cutting it, Ma Xiaoyao hurriedly picked up the golden cicada and checked it. There were no traces and the golden cicada was intact.

"It's really strong!" Ma Xiaoyao was overjoyed. The black gold dagger he used just now was extremely sharp and could cut iron like mud. Such a sharp dagger could not hurt Jin Chanyi. If you wear Jin Chanyi, you can really increase your chance of saving your life.

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Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoyao took off his coat and put the golden cicada clothes on his body. Although the golden cicada clothes were very thin, they were actually very elastic. Ma Xiaoyao easily put the golden cicada clothes on his body. The size was just right.

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The only regret is that Jinchanyi can only protect his upper body. It would be perfect if it could protect his whole body.

Unfortunately, nothing is perfect in the world.

Ma Xiaoyao is indeed a little greedy. Back then, Boyue spent countless efforts to make such a small piece of golden cicada clothing. He asked many people for help before he could barely make it. At that time, Boyue also wanted to make a full-body suit.

Yes, it's a pity that I am powerless. Treasures like Jinchansi are really too rare, even if you have money, you can't buy them.

Bo Yue has always regarded Jin Chanyi as his lifeblood. If it weren't for Dean Leng Rufeng's face today, he would never lend Jin Chanyi to Ma Xiaoyao.

Bo Yue did not expect Ma Xiaoyao to achieve a good ranking. He only hoped that Ma Xiaoyao would survive in the end! With the golden cicada to protect him and Ma Xiaoyao's cleverness, the chance of survival was still very high.

In this world, there are many treasures, such as golden cicada silk, which is one of them. In ancient times, golden cicada silk was more abundant, but later on, golden cicada silk became more and more rare... almost to the point of extinction, everyone

It is said that the golden cicada silk is spit out by the golden cicada (the golden cicada here refers to the zerg in ancient times, which is not the same species as the golden cicada that people often say now). Unfortunately, no one can prove it, and the golden cicada only exists.
Chapter completed!