Update time: 2o13-12-24

[Don't be stingy with red pie! I can collect the boy easily, momo!]

Bai Yang's seemingly self-deprecating behavior only attracted a moment of attention, and no one looked at him again after that.

Because no one will waste their time for a loser.

Of course, Bai Yang did not know what these people were thinking. He was already immersed in finding a martial art that truly suited him.

In this silent and serious atmosphere, an hour passed quickly. The old man in gray coughed and sang: "Okay, the time is up. Come here to record with the skills you have chosen."

The old man's words made many outer disciples who had not yet made a decision cry, while many who had already been confident had another expression.

But no matter whether you have chosen the skills you like, the outer disciples in front of each bookshelves came out and lined up in front of the old man in gray.

"Well? [Heiyan Heart Refining Technique], it's great, it's very suitable for you." The young man with extraordinary demeanor just now walked up to the old man and handed over the martial arts he had chosen. The old man smiled with relief and praised him.

The boy smiled politely, but his eyes flashed with arrogance and complacency that could not be hidden.

Several other talented boys also chose good martial arts, which made the old man nodded repeatedly and was very satisfied.

Bai Yang, who was still standing in front of the bookshelf not far away, suddenly felt that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and he couldn't help but come back to his senses. The time had come, but he frowned in distress.

He never expected that he would have a choice obstacle.

At this time, there were two martial arts in front of him, one was the low-level yellow level, and after advancement, it was the high-level yellow level [Entering Dreams], and the other was the high-level yellow level, and after advancement, it was the low-level Xuan level [Three Thousand Battle Skills].

The former's golden characters are evaluated as [perfect], while the latter is [excellent]

In terms of practicality, Bai Yang really wanted to choose the Three Thousand Battle Skills because once he practiced according to the advanced method of the Golden Character, he would cultivate three times his own strength, which would be terrifying before reaching the realm of Gangqi.

But the perfect evaluation of the Dream Sutra made him hesitate.

The fat man I met in the backyard before quietly walked to Bai Yang, poked him, and whispered: "Bai Yang, why haven't you left quickly? Time has come!"

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, stuffed the [Three Thousand Battle Skills] back, and walked towards the team with the Dream Sutra.

"[Remember? The Great Mysterious Art of Dreaming, the Yellow Level Advanced! Evaluation: Perfect, it is enough to make up for the lack of talent]" When queuing up, Bai Yang looked down at the cover of the Dreaming Sutra, and the evaluation of the golden characters was extremely dazzling.

Although the prefix of this martial art is broken, which means it is not a complete martial art, Bai Yang subconsciously felt that it is worth choosing based on its perfect evaluation.

There were fewer and fewer people in front of him. When it was Bai Yang's turn, he decisively handed out the Dream Sutra. The old man in gray in front of him looked slightly surprised. He pondered for a moment, and asked in confusion: "How could you choose this martial art?"

Bai Yang was also stunned, "Is there anything wrong?"

The old man frowned and whispered: "This martial art was originally written by the predecessor of the Xuanjian Sect. It is a Xuan-level advanced martial art. However, because of a great battle many years ago, the Sutra Library suffered a nearly fatal blow. Many martial arts were destroyed in that battle, and the complete Dream Entry Sutra was also lost. This Dream Entry Sutra was a new martial art that was later modified and simplified based on the broken original. Unfortunately, we cannot comprehend the wisdom of the predecessors, and this new Dream Entry Sutra lost its former power, which became a great regret."

The meaning of this is that this Dream Sutra is simply a waste exercise.

After the old man said this, the eyes of the outer disciples around him who looked at Bai Yang changed. Especially those prides who entered the same period as Bai Yang and had been covered up by him.

They were all "geniuses" shrouded in the shadow of Bai Yang's bloodline during the introductory evaluation. Although Bai Yang's bloodline failed to awaken afterwards and even turned into a bloodline withering, they were still taken away by Bai Yang's eyes that once belonged to them. Those surprised eyes should have been left for them!

So at this moment, they did not hide their contempt and ridicule at all.

The feeling of stepping on the genius who was once superior to them made them unable to stop!

"Hahaha, this fool, I guess the blow from the withering blood at that time was too big, and even my brain was damaged."

"At that time, several elders noticed him. After all, it was a blood awakening. Xuan Jian Sect had not produced such a person for several years. Unfortunately, he was still a waste in the end? Haha!"

"Hmph, trash, I also chose trash exercises, which is really in line with my identity." The arrogant boy's voice sounded. Although it was not loud, it was particularly harsh at this time.

The young man who chose [Heiyan Heart Refining Technique] flashed his eyes and said half-true and half-fake: "It's not easy for junior brother Bai Yang, so I'll say a few less words."

The old man in gray showed up at the scene, stared at Bai Yang for a moment, and sighed: "I will make an exception. I will give you another stick of incense. Go back and change another martial art." This is equivalent to an amnesty.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yang seemed to have not heard those words, and smiled politely at the old man, shook his head and said, "No, I will choose this [Dream Entrance Sutra]!"

After he said this, an uproar arose around him again.

"I really don't want to give you a shame!" The arrogant young man sneered, and turned around and left without looking at Bai Yang again.

The young man who chose [Heiyan Heart Refining Technique] looked at Bai Yang deeply and turned around and left.

The old man in gray was a little amused and crying, but he still made a record for Bai Yang, and then sighed: "Since you have made a choice, don't regret it."

Bai Yang focuses on the key points.

He forced himself to not say the strangeness of his eyes, because it was too sensational.

It can improve the level of martial arts. This ability is nothing more than the rumored blood power that is enough to defy the sky.

After saying goodbye to the old man, Bai Yang left the Sutra Pavilion with the [Sutra of Dreams] in his arms.

"That Bai Yang is really ungrateful. Elder Wan gave him a chance to make a new choice but he didn't cherish it. In the outer gate competition two months later, I see how he got confused!"

The arrogant boy had a somewhat resentful expression on his face.

"Okay, you were just suppressed by him when you entered the school. Now he is just a useless person. What should I care about?" The handsome young man stepped forward and patted his shoulder, and said lightly: "In the competition in two months, the top three will directly become inner disciples. And the first one can go to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion to get a secret book. I must get this opportunity."

The arrogant boy's eyes flashed, calmed down his mood, and said with a little flattery: "Brother Murong must be the well-deserved number one in the outer sect."

"Haha, I hope." The boy shook his head and whispered: "There are also crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the outer sect. Several families are not weak in strength. My genius from the Murong family are also ready to go, so Yun Ao, please don't say some things too early."
Chapter completed!