Chapter 9: The Son of Zhongwu
Time passed little by little, and most of the young disciples who were taking the test had already passed.
At this moment, a young boy about the same age as Zhong Yuan stepped onto the test bench.
"Hey, isn't this Zhong Xiuwen? Why is he here, I heard that he doesn't even have the strength of a hundred catties, what is he doing when he goes up, is it the same as Brother Sheng Yuan, is he here to amuse everyone?"
"Fart!" I went up to test my cultivation level, can I be the same as him!) Zhong Shengyuan heard this, and immediately responded angrily.
"Okay, Brother Sheng Yuan, is it because my brother said the wrong thing just now, you went on stage to test your cultivation level, and he Zhong Xiuwen is here to amuse everyone, okay?"
"That's pretty much it!" As soon as Zhong Shengyuan's words fell, the surrounding disciples burst into laughter again.
Such restlessness on the martial arts arena also caused Zhong Yuan who was standing on the side of the martial arts arena.
Zhong Yuan looked at Zhong Xiuwen who was slowly stepping onto the test platform, just by looking at it, Zhong Yuan felt that the feeling that Zhong Xiuwen gave him would definitely not be simple.
Zhong Yuan has experienced the reincarnation of eternity, and at this moment, he thinks that his vision is much stronger than these people, and he dares to assert that this Zhong Xiuwen will definitely not be as everyone says, only a few dozen catties of power.
At this time, I saw Zhong Xiuwen, slowly rolled up his sleeves, took a deep breath, and was about to start the test, but many disciples in the martial arts arena began to coax at this moment.
Xiuwen, come down quickly, don't delay everyone, this is the test bench for the family to test the power of martial arts, not your current cultivation, where you should come, hurry down, don't be ashamed!
But Zhong Xiuwen on the stage was unmoved, and in such a noisy environment, he resolutely chose to hit the test bench.
After a loud bang, the hands on the test bench begin to turn, eventually stopping in front of a string of numbers.
Zhong Xiuwen, the power of martial arts, "1,300 catties"!
After reporting this string of figures, the Seventh Elder was also incredulous, but it was indeed one thousand three hundred catties, so he nodded to Zhong Xiuwen and gave affirmation.
Zhong Xiuwen, the power of martial arts, "1,300 catties". The Seventh Elder deliberately shouted again.
When these words came out again, the pot exploded again on the martial arts field.
"What, 1,300 catties"! No, could it be a mistake? A group of disciples on the martial arts arena refused to believe it.
How is this possible, how could his Zhong Xiuwen's cultivation reach the strength of a thousand catties! Seven Elders, the disciple asked Zhong Xiuwen to retest!
"What's going on?" Zhong Xinghe asked when he saw this.
The patriarch is Xiuwen. Xiuwen had just tested the strength of 1,300 catties, and some disciples in the clan didn't want to believe it, so they asked to retest, "...... do you see?"
"Xiuwen, how can the name Xiuwen be so familiar?"
"Patriarch, you forgot, this Xiuwen is the son of Zhongwu!"
Zhong Wu, the Zhong family's cultivation master ten years ago, is second only to Zhong Xinghe in cultivation.
At that time, Zhong Xinghe married the eldest lady of the Qishan clan "Qishan Lingwei", and it was not long after Qishan Lingwei passed the door. Zhong Wu invited Zhong Xinghe to come to protect himself, saying that he was going to start preparing for the foundation building period.
After Zhong Xinghe got the news, he was very happy to come to protect Zhong Wu, after all, this is a major event in the clan, Zhong Xinghe did not dare to be careless, so he went to Zhong Wu's residence to protect the Dharma.
Later, when Zhongwu was impacting the key bottleneck, he encountered the backlash of cultivation and went mad.
Although Zhong Xinghe also spent a large amount of pill spirit grass at that time to treat Zhong Wu. However, Zhongwu was seriously injured and unfortunately passed away in the end.
After Zhong Wu passed away, his wife was too sad and depressed all day, and two years later, he finally went with Zhong Wu and left their child, which was "Zhong Xiuwen".
After so many years, Zhong Xiuwen has been living with an old servant of the Zhong family, and he is also a poor person.
"Zhong Wu, it turned out to be Brother Zhong Wu's child, so he should be the same age as Yuan'er now?"
That's right, patriarch. "Do you think we need to test again?" the Seventh Elder asked.
Hey, the Youth Conference is not trivial, since the disciples in the clan are not convinced, then let Xiuwen test again, if he really has the strength of a thousand catties, what does it matter if he tests again!
"Yes, Patriarch!"
After a brief exchange with Zhong Xinghe, the Seven Elders came to the test bench again.
"Xiuwen, everyone has doubts about your strength. And the patriarch has already said just now, if you have real talent and real learning, you might as well let them see it, show their true skills, or let them see, what do you think?" the Seventh Elder asked.
"Thank you, Seventh Elder, the disciple is willing to test again!"
"That's great, so start preparing!"
I saw Zhong Xiuwen hold his breath again, raise his palm and hit the test bench. With a bang, another loud bang came, and the power pointer on the test bench finally stopped in front of a string of numbers, "1,800 catties", which was 500 catties more than the test just now.
The Seventh Elder, although he was expecting Zhong Xiuwen, was still surprised by the astonishing number that came out of this test.
Xiuwen tested again, the power of martial arts, "1,800 catties". "Wait a minute, what else do you have to say!"
"This, when did this Xiuwen become so powerful. Could it be that there is a problem with the test bench?" Just as the disciples in the audience continued to find it difficult to imagine Zhong Xiuwen's strength, Zhong Xiuwen hit the test bench again.
"One thousand eight hundred and fifty pounds"!
"One thousand eight hundred and eighty pounds"!
It wasn't until the number of "1,890 catties" appeared on the test bench that Zhong Xiuwen finally stopped and continued to attack the test bench, and then walked towards the martial arts arena.
At this time, everyone's gaze at Zhong Xiuwen was no longer sarcasm and ridicule. Instead, as if looking at a demon, they hurriedly made way for Zhong Xiuwen. The disciples of the Zhong clan even looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them showed a look of disbelief.
"Okay, such repeated tests show that Xiuwen's martial arts power has indeed reached a thousand catties. At this time, his cultivation has already far surpassed his expectations, what else do you have to say!" the Seventh Elder looked at the disciples on the martial arts arena and said clearly.
When the disciples heard this, they immediately showed embarrassment, especially the disciples who had just spoken out to refute Zhong Xiuwen, at this time, they were even more faceless, and they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and turn in, so as to avoid the edge.
And all of this was already expected by Zhong Yuan.
It seems that I will have to talk to this Xiuwen when I go back, after so many years, I don't know how he lives in the clan and conducts daily martial arts cultivation. Now that he has soared into the sky, stunned everyone, and achieved such a cultivation, if Brother Zhongwu learned that his son now has this cultivation under Jiuquan, he should also be honored for it!
Zhong Xinghe was a little emotional, and some pictures of the past kept flashing in his brain.
Big brother, when Brother Zhongwu was alive, it was a recognized genius of our clan at that time. Even when the patriarch was competing for the big competition at that time, the eldest brother was only lucky enough to win one and a half moves before defeating Brother Zhongwu. Now his son also has such a cultivation talent. I suggest that the little nephew of Xiuwen go to live in the courtyard on the top of the mountain of my clan immediately, and follow the eldest brother to practice left and right from now on, otherwise it will be a pity for a good seedling! Zhong Xingde said bluntly.
"What the second brother said is extremely true, although there are not many words in Xiuwen, it can be seen that he is a diligent and diligent cultivator. It's not ordinary people who can have such perseverance, so you can arrange it later!"
"Yes, big brother. ”
After a short period of preparation, dozens of Zhong disciples came to the stage one after another to conduct tests, but the results were not very satisfactory, basically less than two hundred catties, and there was no miracle again.
"Everyone, please be quiet!" the Seven Elders slowly came to the viewing platform, and finally began to announce the results of the selection.
Today's family selection is over, and the top three are obtained, first, the young master Zhong Yuan "4,990 jin of power", second, Zhong Xiuwen's "1,890 jin of power", and third, Zhong Lingshan's "658 jin of power". These three will go to Tianyue City with the patriarch early tomorrow morning to participate in the "Youth Conference".
Just after the announcement of the Seven Elders, many of the children slowly left the martial arts arena, and the selection of the family came to an end.