Chapter Eighty-Three: The Demon Fighting Field
Deacon Baixi's words did not mean anything disparaging to Fang Yi.
The difficulty of the infield assessment of Yonghua Dojo is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Every year, the Yonghua Dojo recruits alternate disciples for the entire county area, with a minimum of about 100 places, and sometimes even as many as 200 places. However, there are very few of these alternate disciples who can pass the infield assessment before the age of twenty-five.
You must know that even the alternate disciples are the elite of the young martial arts elite in the county.
"Fang Yi, this time, you don't have to have any burden in the infield assessment, you just need to accumulate experience. You're only fifteen years old, and you have time. In the future, you will have the opportunity to apply for an infield assessment once a year. Deacon Bai Xi continued.
He had good intentions this time, and he was worried that Fang Ye would be too reckless in the assessment and suffer accidents.
Fang Yi smiled and said, "Deacon Baixi, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I'm not going to joke with my life. ”
When Deacon Bai Xi heard Fang Yi say this, he glanced sideways at Fang Yi and nodded with a smile.
After running quickly on the mountain road for half an hour, Deacon Bai Xi took Fang Yi to the Demon Fighting Arena.
Yonghua Dojo Demon Fighting Ground, located deep in the mountains. Here, there is an area where disciples from the dojo are generally active. Behind the Demon Arena is a deep mountain forest that is inaccessible.
The Demon Arena is a huge black building.
The surface of the building is engraved with complex patterns, which form a powerful formation. Even if they were still far away, they could faintly sense the power fluctuations of the large array.
Normally, the Demon Fighting Arena is not open, and only the outfield disciples conduct the infield assessment, and this place will be temporarily opened and used.
"Fang Yi, ahead is the Yonghua Dojo Fighting Demon Arena. Let's go, let's go in. Deacon Bai Xi said, his pace slowing down a little as he approached the building of the Demon Arena.
At this time, many people had gathered in the Demon Fighting Arena.
The Battle Pavilion Pavilion Master Seven Swords was standing in a conspicuous position. In addition to the Seven Swords Pavilion Master, there were actually several Dao Elder-level figures who also appeared here.
At the center of the arena is a large arena with a length and width of more than 100 meters. This bucket is made of an ore called 'Black Stone', which is extremely strong and indestructible.
On the periphery of the Great Dou Stage, at least two or three hundred alternate disciples gathered here. They all came to watch Fang Yi's infield assessment. In addition, there were also dojo disciples who entered the Demon Fighting Arena from the outside and joined the crowd.
In the crowd, there were also many infield disciples.
In front of the infield disciples, those outfield disciples all behaved submissively, and even spoke extremely cautiously, as if they were afraid of making a noise to the infield disciples.
The gap between the inner and outer disciples of the Yonghua Dojo is also unimaginable to ordinary people.
There is no way, the outfield disciples can only be regarded as the alternate disciples of the dojo.
The status of many infield disciples cannot even be compared to that of the dojo deacons. In the dojo, if you see a deacon with a smile on his face and take the initiative to greet a disciple, then the identity of the other party is more than ninety percent of the infield disciples.
And among the disciples in the infield, the master of the Four Pavilions is respected.
Ordinary infield disciples may not even dare to come out of the atmosphere in front of the Four Pavilion Masters.
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Fang Yi followed Deacon Bai Xi into the Demon Fighting Arena.
"Look, Fang Yi is here!"
"The young man next to Deacon Bai Xi is Fang Yi?"
"Yes, that's him. I've seen him in Floating Windside. To this day, I can't believe he's only fifteen. ”
"It's really amazing to be able to pass through the three-stage floating wind pile. But I think he's crazy to apply for an infield assessment so early. ”
"Naturally, it is impossible for him to pass the infield assessment this time. I guess I want to gain experience, too. ”
All eyes fell on Fang Yi, and many people whispered.
Several infield disciples, they looked at Fang Yi, some with faint smiles on their faces, and some expressionless. They all had curiosity because they heard that Fang Yi had passed the third-level floating wind pile in the Floating Wind Valley at the age of fifteen, so they came to the Demon Fighting Arena to watch Fang Yi conduct the infield assessment.
If it were a candidate disciple in his twenties who was conducting an infield assessment, then these infield disciples might not have any interest. They are already high-ranking infield disciples, so there is no need to pay attention to the infield assessment of an outfield disciple.
"I've seen the Pavilion Master, I've seen the Elders. Fang Yi came to the Seven Swords Pavilion Lord and the others and bowed down.
Among the elders, except for the Seven Swords Pavilion Master, he knew Dean Zhong Qi of the Spirit Pill Dao Academy.
Unexpectedly, Dean Zhong Qi also came to the Demon Fighting Arena today to watch his infield assessment.
"Disciple Fang Yi, don't be polite. The Lord of the Seven Swords Pavilion smiled and waved his hand, his big bald head shining.
"Disciple Fang Yi, we meet again. Dean Zhong Qi also looked at Fang Yi with a smile and said.
"Hey, Elder Zhong Qi, have you seen Disciple Fang Yi?" asked an old man in a brown robe next to him, curiously.
"I've seen it, in the Lingdan Dao Academy. Fang Yi's disciple's ability in the medicine path is really unforgettable!" Dean Zhong Qi said in a sighing tone, until now, he was still thinking about how to dig Fang Yi, a medicine path genius, to the Spirit Pill Dao Academy to study the medicine path.
"Medicine Dao?" The Seven Swords Pavilion Master and the others all looked puzzled.
To be so praised by Dean Zhong Qi, an authoritative Dan Master of the Medicine Dao, Fang Yi's ability in the Medicine Dao is probably extraordinary, right?
"Medicine is just my hobby, and I aspire to martial arts. Fang Yi chuckled, his eyes serious.
"Okay, okay, I know you're aiming for martial arts. You don't have to, every time you see me, you say that. Dean Zhong Qi waved his hand helplessly and said with a wry smile.
Seeing this, the Seven Swords Pavilion Lord and the others also smiled.
Jade Girl Peak.
"Senior Sister Lezhu, aren't you going to the Demon Fighting Arena today?" a female disciple in the outfield asked Lezhu respectfully.
"What are you going to do in the Demon Arena?" Lezhu turned his eyes to look at the other party.
"There is a fifteen-year-old disciple in the outfield, and he will be assessed in the infield today. Many of us plan to go to the Demon Arena to see if this person has three heads and six arms. The woman said with a toothy smile.
"It's called Fang Yi, right? I've heard of it. That has nothing to do with me, though. Lezhu shook his head.
Immediately afterwards, she whispered again: "However, at the age of fifteen, you are eligible to apply for the infield assessment, which is also very powerful." ”
"Senior Sister Lezhu, let's go. The woman bowed and walked away with her companions.
"Not long after this Fang Yi entered the Yonghua Dojo, he attracted so much attention. When I look at it, I like to be in the limelight. Le Zhu held a short stick in his hand, and his pretty figure stood there, shaking his head: "Hmph, even if you have some ability, it may not be a good thing." I'm going to keep practicing my sticks!"