The result of Gong Chuanzhi and Gu Feiying's choice was as expected.
Everyone's attention was on Zhang Xing.
"Hey, who do you think Zhang Xing will choose?"
"I think he should choose between Sixth Senior Brother and Eighth Senior Brother."
"Well, it's similar to what I thought. After all, all ten Senior Brothers may be promoted.
Their rankings will change every three to five years. "
"That's right. As long as he becomes a true disciple and cultivates White Tiger Roaring to the Sky for three years, he can challenge other Senior Brothers."
"I'm very optimistic about Zhang Xing. He is not only the youngest, but also the most amazing person."
"I'm not optimistic about him. It will be difficult for him to surpass the first three Senior Brothers!"
"…"
These disciples whispered, but their eyes were fixed on Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing's eyes swept across Eighth Senior Brother's face, then Seventh Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother …
When his eyes met Third Senior Brother's, a strong smell of gunpowder was suddenly emitted from the two of them.
"Humph!
You want to challenge me?
You overestimate yourself! "
Third Senior Brother Yang Tianhu's eyes were like a wolf's, and he looked at Zhang Xing without showing any weakness.
Just when everyone thought Zhang Xing was going to challenge him, Zhang Xing looked away from his face.
"Humph!
You know what's good for you! "
Yang Tianhu was like a victorious rooster as he raised his head proudly.
"Oh?
You want to challenge me? "
Second Senior Brother Fu Yangshu looked indifferent, but there was no hostility in his eyes when he met Zhang Xing's.
He just curled the corner of his mouth slightly.
It seemed that he didn't take Zhang Xing seriously.
"I challenge Senior Brother Yin Donglou!"
Zhang Xing's eyes stopped on Eldest Senior Brother's face.
Yes, on his face.
Eldest Senior Brother Yin Donglou raised his chin and closed his eyes to take a nap.
"What?
Zhang Xing wants to challenge Eldest Senior Brother? "
All the disciples, elders, guardian elders, and deputy sect leader Mo Xi were shocked.
Yin Donglou had been a true disciple for 30 years and had cultivated White Tiger Roaring to the fifth level of the Saint Realm.
It was said that he had already touched the threshold of the sixth level.
The Whitebeard Howling Sky Art had a total of nine levels.
The first six stages were Saint Realm techniques while the last three stages were Deity Realm techniques.
Yin Donglou was only a hundred years old.
Second Senior Brother Fu Yangshu and Third Senior Brother Yang Tianhu were both in the fourth level of the Sage Realm.
The other senior brothers were basically all around the third level.
It could be said that Yin Donglou was invincible under the Immortal Realm in the White Tiger Sect.
Zhang Xing's guts were too big.
At this moment, the entire place was silent. Everyone was wondering if they had heard wrongly.
Hearing Zhang Xing's words, Yin Donglou only opened his eyes a little and snorted disdainfully.
Then he closed his eyes again and raised his chin even higher.
His attitude was to tell everyone, including Zhang Xing, that he didn't put them in his eyes and was disdainful of them.
Vice Sect Master Mo Xi did not say anything.
Elder Shi Tian 'en was no longer calm.
Just as he was about to confirm it, Black Treasure spoke up.
"Begin!"
"What's the beginning?"
Shi Tian 'en was dumbfounded.
The other disciples were also confused.
The only ones who could understand him were Zhang Xing and the dragons.
Oh, right, and Mo Xi.
Mo Xi smiled in his heart. Black Treasure sometimes behaved like a child.
But when he killed people, he was extremely ferocious. Even sitting next to him gave him a vague feeling of fear.
Everyone stared at their new Vice Sect Leader Hei Bao with wide eyes.
They thought that he would continue to say a few words or at least explain where the beginning of the beginning was.
But Black Treasure closed his mouth after saying those two words. He had no intention of explaining.