"Huh?" Solitary Bamboo Sword froze.
What was going on? What was wrong with this person? Why did he suddenly want to take him as a disciple? Although he truly was exceptionally talented, and many people wanted to take him as a disciple.
Still, he was not going to casually acknowledge some stranger of unknown origin as his master!
Solitary Bamboo Sword had already reached Rank 57 when he participated in the advanced Soul Master Tournament. Even at Shrek Academy, he would have been a genius qualified to enter the inner court.
Moreover, Solitary Bamboo Sword's combat ability was extremely formidable. With several soul skills combined, he could actually produce the effect of a domain. Both his cultivation talent and combat talent were outstanding.
"Um... Big Brother... My talent is average... I may not be worthy of catching your eye..." Solitary Bamboo Sword tactfully declined.
Anyone with a little emotional intelligence would have understood what he meant by then.
However, Xue Beng acted as though he had not heard a thing. "It's fine. Although your talent really is rather ordinary, you have your master here! As long as you become my disciple, I guarantee that you'll become a Soul Emperor before twenty... No! A Soul Saint!"
Watching Xue Beng slap his chest loudly, Huo Wushuang could not help pulling him aside and secretly transmitting, "Xue Beng! What are you doing? How can you just casually take on a disciple?!"
"What do you mean casually? Don't you think his talent is excellent? As long as I work hard enough, he can definitely become one of the next generation's Twelve Superior Vessels!"
Not being one of the Twelve Superior Vessels was a lifelong pain for Xue Beng.
But it did not matter. Lin Ya had said that in the future, the Twelve Superior