Chapter 59

"What did you say?"

Yang Lin was stunned on the spot.

He even thought he had heard wrong.

Su Han... wants to take me as a disciple?

If the Patriarch had said this, Yang Lin would also be stunned, because that was the Patriarch of the Cold Cloud Sect, a Dragon God Realm powerhouse, the absolute ruler within a hundred thousand miles!

But Yang Lin's current shock left him at a loss for words.

A Dragon Vein Realm person wants to take me as a disciple?

The third test hasn't even started, and I don't even know how many dragon veins this person has, yet he wants to take me as a disciple?

Not just Yang Lin, but everyone present, including Xiao Yuhui, Bai Yu, Deputy Sect Leader Yun Yingnan, Sect Leader Ling Qinghai, and all the elders, were stunned!

Especially the elder who wanted to take Yang Lin as a disciple, stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning.

"Did I hear wrong? Su Han... wants to take Yang Lin as a disciple?"

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, don't talk to me, let me catch my breath, my stomach hurts from laughing."

"Dragon Vein Realm, taking a Dragon Vein Realm person as a disciple?"

After a brief silence, a loud clamor echoed throughout the square.

The elder finally reacted, shouting loudly, "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard! You, a mere Dragon Vein Realm, actually dare to compete with me for a disciple? Even if I don't take Yang Lin as a disciple, you don't have the qualifications or strength to teach him!"

"Su Han, are you joking with me?" Xiao Yuhui couldn't help but say.

Bai Yu's face was full of amusement. He couldn't help but admire Su Han's powerful physique, which could fuse with a seventh-rank beast's blood in just a minute.

While admiring Su Han's physique, Bai Yu was also shocked by Su Han's intelligence.

Throughout history, there have been cases of people taking disciples of the same rank, but no one has ever taken a disciple at the Dragon Vein Realm!

What do you, a mere Dragon Vein Realm, have to teach others?

Even you need to be taught by others, right?

"Su Han, you said you want to take Yang Lin as a disciple?"

As the Sect Leader of the Cold Cloud Sect, Ling Qinghai had to ask again, as he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

Su Han ignored him and continued to look at Yang Lin, asking again, "Let me ask you again, are you willing to be my disciple?"

"Shut up!"

The elder was furious. Regardless of whether Su Han was just a Dragon Vein Realm, even if he were a Dragon Core Realm, he had no right to compete with him for a disciple!

"I still choose this elder as my master." Yang Lin shook his head.

He couldn't express his feelings in words. If Su Han were also an elder, he would be happy to be fought over.

But Su Han, a mere Dragon Vein Realm, not even a disciple of the Cold Cloud Sect, actually dared to claim he would take him as a disciple. This was...

Too arrogant!

"Fine."

Su Han showed no dissatisfaction at being rejected, but said calmly, "I hope you won't regret it."

"Regret?"

Yang Lin raised an eyebrow but ultimately said nothing.

"Su Han, don't you think you're being too much?"

Chen Feng stepped forward, snorting coldly, "Yang Lin has opened nine dragon veins, you probably don't even have as many as him, right?"

"Enough."

Su Han shook his head, not wanting to argue with Chen Feng, as it was meaningless.

He was indeed at the Dragon Vein Realm, but whether he could teach a disciple, only he knew.

"Alright, let's drop this matter."

Yun Yingnan said, "Those who haven't been tested, continue with the third test."

"I'll go!"

Chen Feng walked directly to the stone pillar, turned to look at Su Han, and sneered, "You wanted to bet with me, right? Watch closely now!"

"Boom!"

As he spoke, Chen Feng punched the stone pillar. The punch emitted a dazzling golden light, making Chen Feng look like a golden Buddha, and the light made everyone squint.

"So strong?"

Everyone's eyes widened, clearly showing that the power of Chen Feng's punch was far beyond that of Yang Lin, Hu Zhengyao, and others.

And Yang Lin and Hu Zhengyao had opened nine dragon veins, so Chen Feng's dragon veins would naturally be more!

"Buzz~"

The stone pillar shook violently under the impact.

After a full half-minute, the screen above the stone pillar finally changed, displaying a line of large text.

Eleven dragon veins!

When everyone saw this line of text, they were all shocked.

"Eleven dragon veins?"

"How is this possible? Am I seeing things?"

"The limit of the Dragon Martial Continent is ten dragon veins, how can someone open eleven?"

A chorus of gasps echoed, and everyone looked at Chen Feng as if he were a monster.

In their understanding, the peak was ten dragon veins. Those who could open ten dragon veins would inevitably become super powerhouses, dominating the Dragon Martial Continent!

But now, Chen Feng had shattered their understanding, breaking the peak number of dragon veins on the Dragon Martial Continent, delivering a heavy blow to their hearts!

"No wonder he dared to bet with Su Han..."

At this moment, everyone understood why Chen Feng dared to bet with Su Han.

Previously, Su Han had shown extremely strong power in the second test, easily sweeping them away, which made them fear Su Han.

But Chen Feng still dared to bet with Su Han, and they were puzzled.

Now, this puzzle was completely solved.

What does it matter if Su Han has such strong power?

He is, after all, just at the Dragon Vein Realm!

Chen Feng has opened eleven dragon veins, surpassing Xiao Yuhui's talent, and will surely become a world-class powerhouse in the future, surpassing Su Han in no time!

"It's a Spirit Body!"

At this moment, the Cold Cloud Sect's Sect Leader Ling Qinghai, who had been sitting in the central position, was also shocked. He and Deputy Sect Leader Yun Yingnan exchanged glances and burst out laughing.

"Spirit Body, a Spirit Body has appeared in our Cold Cloud Sect's test, hahaha!"

"Chen Feng!"

Ling Qinghai suddenly said, "Are you willing to be a disciple of our sect?"

"I am willing, I pay my respects to my master!"

Chen Feng quickly bowed and subtly glanced at Su Han, his eyes full of satisfaction and pride.

The moment Su Han refused Ling Qinghai, Chen Feng knew that the position of the Sect Leader's disciple would definitely fall to him.

Because he had opened eleven dragon veins, no one could match him!

When others heard Ling Qinghai's words, they showed envious looks again.

Eleven dragon veins, truly worthy of becoming a Sect Leader's disciple.

"Su Han, it's your turn."

Chen Feng sneered, "Don't forget our bet, if you lose, you'll have to leave your head behind!"