Those who have co into contact with Cultivation, none do not yearn to beco a Cultivator.
However, to beco a Cultivator, certain indispensable conditions are required, and these conditions keep ninety-nine percent of people out.
Gu Tielang is one of them.
A single sentence from Lin Hao gave him steadfast hope.
He knew he hadn’t followed the wrong person; if previously it was because of Lin Hao’s power, at this mont, Gu Tielang genuinely respected Lin Hao.
Under the light, Gu Tielang knelt on the ground, completely ignoring the gazes of the passersby around him, only rising after Lin Hao’s figure had disappeared.
For Lin Hao, whether Gu Tielang was his slave was not important; if he wanted a slave, there would be a line from Huaxia to the Atlantic of people wishing to beco his.
He took in Gu Tielang as a promise.
In a past life, he knew Gu Tielang, though they had t in a different way than this life, and he knew what kind of person Gu Tielang was.
Back then, Gu Tielang had asked to be his slave, willing to exchange a lifeti of freedom for the opportunity to beco a Cultivator, to avenge the brothers who died for his rcenary Corps.
Lin Hao had jokingly said that if there was a next life, he would surely take him in.
This lifeti, when Lin Hao t Gu Tielang, he rembered the situation from that ti and simply took him in, giving him a chance.
Otherwise, with Gu Tielang’s abilities, the mont he brandished his knife, he was dood never to walk out of that bar.
Two days passed quickly, during which Lin Hao did nothing much and lived very peacefully; Zhou Ziwei had already joined Yu Group, her capabilities not weak, and she quickly adapted to her new position.
As for the changes in Lin Hao, she did not inquire much; after all, those changes were good, and she believed that Lin Hao’s future achievents would surely surpass her own.
As an elder, she naturally hoped that the younger generation would be even stronger than the one before.
Today, it was the day for the martial contest at Binhai High School; early in the morning, many students rushed to the school entrance.
Even many parents ca.
This ti, soone from Binhai University had personally co to recruit, which had caused a great response; not only graduation seniors ca to school, but many juniors and sophomores also arrived.
The martial contest, an innovative way of recruitnt, whether to join in the excitent or to gain experience, no one wanted to miss it.
Today’s Binhai High School was exceptionally lively.
In the crowd, Lin Shiran was looking around, searching for Lin Hao’s figure, her erald green long dress made her exceptionally beautiful.
She couldn’t find Lin Hao but saw Chen Yifan in the crowd.
"Yifan, where’s Lin Hao, have you seen him?" Lin Shiran quickly ran over and asked.
"I’m looking for him too; it seems like he hasn’t arrived," Chen Yifan looked around, he too had not spotted Lin Hao, "He should be coming, let’s go inside first."
To welco guests from all walks of life, Binhai High School used their largest playground as the martial contest venue, and a high platform was erected in the center.
Around the platform, there were rows upon rows of densely packed seats.
These seats, already assigned, at the very front naturally were for Binhai High School and Binhai University’s faculty leaders.
Surprisingly, beside those leaders from Binhai University, there were four students, three males and one female.
The woman, with large red wavy hair draped over her shoulders, eyes like autumn water, lips like fire, even dressed conservatively, could hardly conceal her perfect figure; she sat elegantly on the chair, her long, straight legs attracting many gazes.
If Lin Hao were here, he would surely recognize her.
This girl is none other than Yao ngchen.
"ngchen, these high school students certainly have an eye for beauty. Look at those boys, almost all of them have to take a look at you," a man next to Yao ngchen chuckled.
The man sported a buzz cut and was quite handso, with a hint of casual charm.
Yao ngchen smiled and didn’t say much, her gaze sweeping around as if she was looking for soone. In the crowd, she spotted Gu Tielang.
But she didn’t see the person who was supposed to be with Gu Tielang.
A flicker of confusion crossed her clear eyes.
"Ladies and gentlen, teachers, students, and guests, the martial arts recruitnt competition at Binhai University is about to begin, please take your seats according to your numbers."
"The parent section, please have the parents take their seats in an orderly fashion."
A beautiful voice ca from the school’s loudspeaker, announcing the countdown, and after her words fell, people found their seats and sat down.
In no ti, the vast playground filled up approximately three thousand seats, with even more people standing on the periter.
At the entrance of the grassy area, the principal of the school, Zhou Hongwei, accompanied by a group, also took his seat and took over the microphone:
"This competition has a total registration of three hundred and seventy-three participants. To ensure fairness and openness, Binhai University and Binhai High School have decided to pair competitors up in teams of two, for a knockout format."
"Please co here to draw lots," said Principal Zhou. "If you draw the sa number, you’ll be opponents."
As Principal Zhou finished speaking, people began to stand up from their seats and walk towards him.
"What should we do? Lin Hao hasn’t arrived yet," Lin Shiran worriedly said. "Could sothing have happened to him?"
"Don’t worry, nothing’s happened. I’ll draw lots for him," said Chen Yifan.
With that, Chen Yifan imdiately got up and followed the crowd forward. He hadn’t gone far when he ran into Wu Tao.
"Oh, isn’t this Chen Yifan? Where’s Lin Hao? Where did he go?" Wu Tao looked around, not seeing Lin Hao, and said sarcastically, "Really a loser, isn’t he? Too scared to show up?"
"Ha, don’t get cocky. Lin Hao is just stuck in a traffic jam and will be here soon. Just wait until the competition, and try not to cry when you face him," Chen Yifan replied coolly, turning away without any inclination to chat further.
"Ha..." Wu Tao scoffed, "You say his karate is trash, just pray Lin Hao doesn’t make it to the finals today, otherwise... I’ll finish him!"
Students lined up, drawing lots one by one from a box in front of the principal and then opening the slips of paper they had drawn.
Chen Yifan opened the slip of paper and drew number 1 for Lin Hao.
Next, it was ti to match up opponents; over three hundred people quickly found their rivals, but Chen Yifan found no one.
"Principal, what’s going on? Why don’t I have anyone?" Chen Yifan asked. "I drew for Lin Hao. Why didn’t it work?"
Hearing the na Lin Hao, Yao ngchen’s deanor shifted slightly, and her gaze landed on Chen Yifan.
"Lin Hao? He didn’t co himself?" before the principal could respond, Yao ngchen asked.
Chen Yifan replied, "He’s held up, will be here later."
Zhou Hongwei chuckled, "Ha, he’s in luck. Number 1, there’s only one. This ti an extra spot advances directly to the finals."
"So lucky!"
Chen Yifan left the scene excitedly, leaving over three hundred dumbfounded people behind. Every one of them had an opponent except for the one who advanced directly, which was enough to infuriate anyone.
"Ladies and gentlen, sotis, luck is also a part of strength. It must be said, Lin Hao’s luck is indeed quite good."
"But rest assured, students, if he is late today, his qualification for the competition will be canceled."
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