The First Selection

"Duan Ling Tian." Soon after, a familiar voice rang by Duan Ling Tian's ears. He did not need to look, he knew who the owner of the voice was.

It was none other than Nangong Yi who came to Ling Xuan Peak to participate in the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers.

There were two faint sounds of wind whistling approaching him. He could easily guess that Nangong Chen was with Nangong Yi as well.

"You're here." Duan Ling Tian nodded slightly.

After Nangong Yi appeared behind Duan Ling Tian, his gaze unconsciously landed on Lu Zhong who was standing behind Song Ting in the distance. He asked with dread in his voice, "Duan Ling Tian, did Lu Zhong look for you?"

"Yes, he did." Duan Ling Tian nodded in response to Nangong Yi's question.

"Did you win him?" Nangong Yi asked, surprised.

"We didn't battle." Duan Ling Tian shook his head.

Although Lu Zhong did look for him, he did not attack him all. Due to this reason, there was no winner or loser.