The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Chapter 1501: Medicine Slave Twenty-Five

   When talking about the number of six people, the leader Xuantian paused, really a bit unable to say it.

   The Xiao family’s camp exploded: "Only six people participated? It's not just the big brothers, right?"

   Xiao Chenlin's mouth was the fastest, and he was the first to show the facts baldly. Are they so strong? Actually, no other school is born under 30 years old?

   You have to know that Xiao Chenyi is only nineteen years old now, and he will startle everyone at this age.

   Xuantian Guru's mouth is bitter, what is this? The Congenital Competition hadn't started yet, and the first one belonged to the Xiao family. How could it be compared? How come there are so many geniuses in the Xiao family?

   His eyes swept across Xiao Chenyi's bodies. If this were from their Xuantian Sect, how good would it be?

   Jiang Chan didn't expect this scene either. She raised her eyebrows, and then smiled: "The ranking of the Congenital Competition is the internal competition between your seniors and brothers. It's up to you next."

   Xiao Chenlin suddenly patted his chest: "No problem, wrap it on us."

   Hearing that the only six of the six were born in the Xiao family, everyone was in a commotion, and the eyes of the few people staring at Xiao Chenyi were extremely hot. Such a young innate master, if he can make a good relationship...

   There are girls of the right age in the family, and they are already secretly wondering whether to explore the tone of Patriarch Xiao.

   My mind turned around relatively quickly, and I was already wondering if I should visit the Xiao family to see how the Xiao family taught the disciples. Now that I really saw it, I realized that the next generation of the Xiao family was much stronger than the children of their clan.

   If the Xiao family trains talents at this rate, they will only be left behind more and more in the future, and they will be powerless to catch up again. After all, their time as the caregiver of the elders is limited, and they will have to grow up on their own in the future.

   Among these people, Xiao Chenyi, the eldest, was born before he was twenty. The youngest is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and has eight levels of cultivation.

   In addition to the talents of the disciples themselves, wanting to come to the Xiao family to train them also cost a lot of money.

   Jiang Chan really did his best to train the children of the clan. Compared to many sects, it was not more than that. Most of the resources in the clan were poured into the disciples, and very few were used for comfort and enjoyment.

   The venue is still going on, "The martial arts competition starts from the acquired martial artist competition. Participants are invited to come up and draw lots. This martial arts competition does not limit the participation of scattered people. Starting next year, the Sanxiu League can only send ten people."

  Because of the initial creation in the first year, many rules are not yet perfect, and they need to be carefully improved later.

   Xiao Chenlin and others stood up, four teenagers and two girls went to the center of the venue to draw lots.

   Xuansheng sat on Jiang Chan's left hand: "This time the big match is over, Lao Na must go to the donor Xiao to learn from him, and he will train Shaolin disciples after returning."

Jiang Chan knew that the old abbot was very angry this time. Although Shaolin is outside the rivers and lakes, he has always regarded himself as the number one school in the rivers and lakes, but he did not expect that Shaolin had no innate under 30. Hit Shaolin himself in the face.

   Jiang Chan chuckles: "I'm so happy, it's my honour for Master to be a guest at Xiao's house."

   Looking at the disciples in the center of the venue, Xiao Yuan shook his head: "The difficulties they face are very big. They are inherently barriers and difficult to overcome, but there are still many outstanding young people under the age of 20."

   Jiang Chan: "This is their only way. If you want to get ahead, you need to go through hard work. It doesn't matter if you get hit, just let them know that there is someone outside."

   Master Fanxing Valley caressed his palm: "Patriarch Xiao is not worried that his disciples will be devastated?"

   Jiang Chan chuckles: "It's not good for the martial artist to be too fragile. If you are really hit, you will work as a sparring partner in the Xiao family's martial arts field after you return. The Xiao family's sparring is a good position to train people."

   "What does this mean?"

   Xiao Yuan rarely explained two sentences: "There are Xiaobi in the clan every month, and the last ten of Xiaobi serve as sparring partners for a month. By analogy, those who can be sparring in the martial arts field are not good enough."

   Xuansheng nodded: "So this sparring needs a talented person."

   Jiang Chan saw it openly: "If you are not good enough, you have to have a good attitude and work hard by yourself. It is always sad that you can't survive in the Xiao family."

   The Master Fanxing Valley glanced at Xiao Chenyi behind Jiang Chan: "This one has also been a sparring partner?"

   Xiao Chenyi was a little uncomfortable: "No."

   Xiao Yuan smiled: "He is the number one among the juniors. He has been excellent since he entered the door. It is not unusual for a person to be excellent for a while, it is rare that he will continue to be excellent."

   "Whether it is martial arts cultivation level or martial arts character, he is the best among his disciples." Jiang Chan said, "I admire him very much. When Xiao Chenyi gets married and establishes a career, I should abdicate and become a virtuous man."

   Xiao Chenyi was shocked: "Patriarch, how did this make it?"

   Jiang Chan chuckled, "Are you not good enough? Or will the Xiao family go downhill under your leadership?"

   Xiao Chenyi held back for a long time: "The disciple is not of the blood of the Xiao family..."

   Jiang Chan glanced at him: "Petious, all friendships in this world are counted by blood, too narrow. Ask the master abbot, is the Shaolin leader a capable person?"

   Xuansheng nodded: "Indeed, Shaolin leaders are selected from outstanding disciples."

   Jiang Chan glanced at Xiao Chenyi: "Go back and discuss this matter. If you are really unwilling, I will look for another disciple."

  Xiao Chenyi 吭吭吭吭哧: "Did the patriarch think about getting married and having children?"

   He asked this question a little bit presumptuously~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After asking, he just looked worried.

   Jiang Chan shook a fist: "I will not leave any blood in this world. I will do my best to raise you up. You are all descendants of the Xiao family. This is a hundred times stronger than any blood relationship.

   Even if your surname is not Xiao in the future, no one can deny the efforts that the Xiao family has devoted to you. What is eternal in this world? If you remember, then the Xiao family has always existed. "

  Xuanbei put his hands together: "The donor Xiao is transparent."

Jiang Chan waved his hand: "The master is overwhelmed. Don't be too constrained to yourself when you are a person. It is good to follow the rules, but you don't need to limit everything to the rules. As long as you don't harm living beings or hurt others, how do you want to live your life? That’s your right."

   A disciple blinked: "You are still the patriarch, you are enlightened, the eighth elders are old-fashioned, and always preach to us."

Thinking of the eight elders, Jiang Chan shook his head: "He has a good intention. After you grow up, is he amiable when he sees you? Strictly teach you when your virtues are not sound, this is for your future. Responsible."

   "I very much agree with the eight elders' practice. In the cultivation of virtue, he taught you all very well."

  

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