Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 303 Group of 5

"Huh?! Why is it you?!"

Wang Yanzhi's good mood completely disappeared when he came to the martial arts hall and saw Yu Shuoyang - he still remembered this ignorant cultivator, but he didn't expect that the other party had some abilities and came in like him.

Yu Shuoyang raised his eyelids and saw that it was Wang Yanzhi, then lazily lowered his eyes and didn't respond. Just as Wang Yanzhi was about to say something, a middle-aged man next to him rubbed his hands and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are indeed a young talent. I am Fu Xiangxing, a casual cultivator."

"Wang Yanzhi of the Casting Pavilion."

Fu Xiangxing looked chubby but honest. He rubbed his hands, his palms were sweating, and subconsciously bent over and bowed. Seeing Wang Yanzhi nodded and greeted him, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to explain.

"The martial arts hall has made arrangements. There are five people in one group. We are together. Please take good care of us in the future."

With him? Wang Yanzhi glanced at Yu Shuoyang without saying much. He was a little surprised to see a handsome monk standing beside him without saying a word.

"Are you with us?"

"Ask the Immortal Sect's Discipline Hall, Zhang Miao." The other party nodded, but he didn't look arrogant and ignored him. He stood straight and saluted in a very formal manner.

The word "Discipline Hall" obviously touched a certain point in Wang Yanzhi. He looked at Zhang Miao and felt close to him: "You from the Discipline Hall are also coming to the Common People Alliance to be members? Aren't you busy?"

"I'm a newbie. After studying, we have our own time. I think the seniors don't have time to guide us, so I came here. It's good to meet some people and learn some things."

Zhang Miao looked aloof, but he answered every question, and Wang Yanzhi noticed it.

"Are you new?"

"Yes, I just came to the Discipline Hall recently."

"What did you do before?"

Zhang Miao was obviously in a stable mood. He did not seem annoyed when asked several questions. He felt that it was not a big deal, so he satisfied the other party's curiosity.

"I was originally an outer disciple, and became an inner disciple last year. I recently passed the selection of the Discipline Hall and entered."

"you......"

"Brother Wang, are you checking the household registration? So many questions?" Yu Shuoyang finally spoke, but his words were quite irritating.

"I haven't said anything yet, is it your business?"

"Is it not okay for me to complain about you being noisy?"

Both of them were young and energetic, talented geniuses, and they never accepted things passively. They immediately started arguing fiercely like dry wood meeting fire.

Fu Xiangxing hesitated and couldn't get a word in. Although he was the oldest, he had no say. Zhang Miao was a little confused, and his eyes revealed a feeling of "Are all young people in the cultivation world so hot-tempered now?" He was very young, but he had the stability and mentality of an older man.

They are still in the martial arts hall. Not only is this against the rules, but it's also not a good look with so many people coming and going, so we have to stop it.

"The Common People's Alliance stipulates that members are not allowed to fight among themselves. In addition to deducting points and writing a letter of apology, offenders must also read out their deeds in front of everyone. You two don't want to be dragged onto the stage for everyone to see on the first day, right?"

Yan Zhou hit the nail on the head with one stroke, hitting the snake at its most vulnerable part. Fu Xiangxing's gentle persuasion a thousand times was not as effective as his light words.

The two people who were "in love" just now separated with curses.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit of a burden and I'm late. My name is Yan Zhou."

Yan Zhou was the last one to arrive. Looking at the others in a weird atmosphere, he looked gentle on the surface but felt strange in his heart.

Everyone greeted each other and observed Yan Zhou.

The other person was dressed in a white shirt, and his eyes narrowed when he smiled. His temperament was clear and his appearance was handsome, but there was a sense of illness between his brows, and he looked a little sick. Such a sickly cultivator was rare in the world of cultivation.

This doesn't look like a destination for the martial arts hall at all. It would be more like heading to the medical hall.

Yan Zhou knew what everyone was thinking from their looks, and smiled gently, "I am a poison cultivator. I got this condition when I was ignorant and tested it on myself. It's just a trick to scare people, it's nothing serious."

He is a ruthless person, and everyone commented silently.

The Martial Arts Hall set aside a lot of time for these members to get to know their future partners. Wu Feipeng and Song Wen, as the main and deputy hall masters, waited for a long time before they "arrived late".

Song Wen felt that he didn't know how to manage these people, so he discussed with Wu Feipeng and stated that he would just be an executor. Although he was a manager, when he stood there, he looked like an observer.

Looking at the positions of these people and the vague eye contact with the people around them, Wu Feipeng curled his lips - uncomfortable, right? There must be members in the team with different personalities. It's right to feel uncomfortable. These are all what he and his senior brothers have racked their brains to discuss. Let's find a way to get along. Hehehe, cough cough cough...

"From now on, we will have a long time together. As for the rules of the Common People's Alliance and the system of our martial arts hall, come to the front to get the manual after the end... Everyone will select a captain within three days, and then come to the hall to register."

After Wu Feipeng made things clear, he took Song Wen away without giving anyone else time to react. Everyone could only shift the conflict to the captain's position.

Not to mention that the captain has the ability to manage team members, what he gets is definitely better than what ordinary team members get, and he is more valued - that's what everyone thinks anyway.

Wang Yanzhi and Yu Shuoyang looked at each other almost at the same time. Their eyes were full of sparks and lightning. The crackling eye contact was so intense that the smell of gunpowder was about to overflow.

Fu Xiangxing rubbed his hands and said nothing when he looked at the two people who were obviously in a dispute. Yan Zhou narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't see his eyes clearly. He just crossed his hands and hung them down, rubbing the back of his hands with his fingers, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Yu Shuoyang looked like a man who didn't like being bound by rules. While most people had long hair, his hair was cut just below his shoulders and tied into a ponytail with slight curls. The remaining hair was tied into small braids with some loose hair left. He carried two swords on his back, and had a fluttering hairband. He looked unruly.

Compared with the distinctive Yu Shuoyang, the two sect disciples Wang Yanzhi and Zhang Miao, on the other hand, have neat clothes and hairstyles. Zhang Miao is even more exaggerated, with no wrinkles on his clothes. His accessories and hems are all combed, and his movements are almost the same.

Yu Shuoyang glared at Wang Yanzhi in dissatisfaction, but did not take any action. He ruffled his hair in annoyance and sighed in his heart - it seemed that he was not in a good mood.

He did not join the sect before because he had his own skills which had reached the Xuan level. He was afraid that if he joined the sect he would be coveted by others. He was also afraid that if he joined the sect he would be asked to start over, or that there would be mutual exclusion between his skills.

Later, because the Common People's Alliance was not a sect, but more like a guild, he thought it would be good to have a comfortable environment for him to develop, and he could even enjoy the resources, so he came. However, everything has a price...

So, if you enjoy safety, you have to endure stupid teammates.

(The author started working on November 11th, and probably won’t have much time after that. I still have to prepare for some exams. I’ll post during my breaks, and try not to be idle for too long, at least post once every few days.)

(The story of Baby Deer progresses very quickly, and it is written in just a few chapters)