"There are hundreds of disciples of Qingshan Sect, but the number of people participating in the competition is not enough, so I want you to replace it."

Song Daqiao looked dark and said, "What kind of sect is this? It's not even enough people."

"Do you agree?"

"I don't want to do such a loss-making life. You know, I have only sons in my family. If something happens, how can I face the ancestors of the Song family? Besides, I don't have a chance yet."

"Baishan, the head of Qingshan School, has two beautiful daughters. You are so beautiful that Zhuge Liuxiang is so beautiful. You really don't plan to take a look. Have a look? I missed this village, but there is no such store! You really have to think it through!"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go quickly. It's not good to miss the time to participate."

Chen Bufan:...

"I know when you hear that there are beautiful girls, the rabbit will definitely run away quickly."

"Isn't that? No man in this world is not moved when he sees a beauty, unless his function is problematic. Tell me honestly, are you having problems with that aspect?"

"You have problems with that, and your whole family has problems with that."

...

The two walked quickly and soon arrived in the Tianmen Sect. When Chen Bufan led Song Daqiao to appear in front of the leader of Baishan, just as unexpectedly, Song Daqiao was looked at as a monster for a long time.

Song Daqiao hates being watched like this, but when he thought that this person might be his future father-in-law, he twisted his body from time to time so that Bai Shan could have a good check. His heart said from time to time: My butt is very upturned, so I can definitely give birth to a fat grandson for you.

"I look pretty white and tender, but it doesn't seem to be very good depending on your strength? Oh, it's okay, it's okay, you're here to make up the numbers anyway. Child, let me tell you, if you can't beat you and run away when you try later, I don't expect you to win this test. Of course, don't lose too much."

"Yue...No, Master, don't worry, I will be able to do it. I know that I am not strong enough and losing is inevitable, but I can guarantee that the Qingshan Sect will not lose very ugly. Maybe I can use some small means to hit the opponent and embarrass him?"

Bai Shan was very satisfied with Song Daqiao's answer. If his disciples were as clever as Song Daqiao, the results of the test in recent years would not be as bad as this field.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Shan said with a serious expression: "Remember, everything is the main priority, don't act irritably, and you must not use some despicable means to win."

“Yes, Master.”

...

The Ninth Courtyard Martial Arts began. Because the test took many days to end, they all brought a lot of changing clothes, so Song Daqiao, who suddenly used it to make up for the numbers, was lucky to get a set of Qingshan School clothes.

After a while, Song Daqiao finished dressing up and followed Chen Bufan and others into the platform.

Next is the draw of lots. Ten disciples from two sects choose each other's opponents, and if they win, they will successfully advance. Of course, one of the nine sects will be single, so the ten disciples in this sect will advance directly. At this moment, all sects hope to lose their luck and be bye in the first round of knockout round. In this way, they don't have to start the first round, save enough physical strength to the second round, and the chance of winning will be greater.

With the nervous breathing of everyone, the lottery session officially began. In the past, Qingshan Sect was drawn by Qingshan Taoist, but his luck was too bad. He had never won a big prize once in a few years. Instead, he drew a strong opponent every time, so he knelt directly on the first time. So this time, he handed the opportunity to his disciples to see if he could reverse this unlucky luck. He didn't believe that he was not lucky and his disciples would not be lucky. Of course, the probability was quite small to draw the only one in the nine draws, so Qingshan didn't care too much. It would be good to draw it. If he couldn't draw it, he couldn't force it. As long as he didn't draw a strong enemy, this was his only requirement.

When Bai Shan entrusted something to his disciples, those people were a little unwilling. After all, if they were not good at this, they would inevitably be disliked by their fellow disciples. The master naturally dared not say anything, but...

"What? You don't want to?" Bai Shan's face climbed up with a hint of anger, but soon he returned to calm. He shook his head and said, "No matter what draw you get, I won't blame you. This is OK."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone looked at each other, but no one stood up.

Song Daqiao was originally having a playful attitude. When he saw that everyone was indifferent, he took a step forward. He had to perform well in front of this future father-in-law, so how could he refuse? If he accidentally draws a lucky draw, it will inevitably increase his favorable feelings in the future father-in-law's heart. Even if he doesn't draw a good draw, so what? You can't count all this as his body.

Taking a deep breath, Song Daqiao stepped forward, his eyes shining and he was full of confidence.

"I'll do it." As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's eyes fell on Song Daqiao, his eyes full of admiration.

Bai Shan looked at Song Daqiao, and at first hesitated. After all, this guy was not a member of the sect. However, when he saw the young man's eyes were shining and his spirit was full of energy, he immediately stroked his beard with satisfaction.

"Look at you, your courage is not as good as this junior brother."

After hitting his disciples, Bai Shan looked at Song Daqiao and said, "Can you get the lucky sign to see you, but it doesn't matter if you can't. I have drawn it a few years ago. Alas, the past is unbearable to look back on! I hope you can bring good luck to my Qingshan Sect this time."

Hearing Bai Shan say this, Song Daqiao smiled secretly and said, "You are so bad, how can your apprentice be better?"

Of course, Song Daqiao could only say this in his heart. He didn't dare to say it. If he offended his future father-in-law, would there be good results to eat in the future?

Song Daqiao slowly walked up the platform with everyone's expectations. The other sects were all handled by the heads of the sect, but the Qingshan sect sent a young apprentice. Everyone was immediately confused.

"Junior Brother Baishan, where did you accept your disciple? Why have I never seen it before? It's because your disciples ran away. I've picked up a piece of cake on the road!"
Chapter completed!