Hua Yu Ruomo remembered the moves that Bai Yuexi taught her before, and thought that when it was her turn to take the next assessment, she should just play a few casually. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the disciples in front stepped forward one by one, it was soon Hua Yuruo's turn. Looking at the people on the side who were half-baked and twisting and twisting the wooden sword there, Hua Yuruo instantly felt a lot more relieved, and sure enough, Bai Yuexi let herself learn so much, which was right. She easily passed the audit the first time.

A senior sister brought her a wooden sign and told her to stand aside. Hua Yuruo took the "pass" card and stood obediently in the crowd. Looking at the aunt again, she also danced skillfully a few times and got the wooden card.

"How about it, eldest sister is amazing!" "The aunt stood next to Hua Yuruo and patted her on the back.

Hua Yuruo was so frightened that she hurriedly flashed to the side: "Auntie, your subordinates are merciful, wait for two more rounds!"

The aunt smiled honestly: "Little girl, you are working very hard, wait to follow the eldest sister, the eldest sister is an old driver, and the first three wheels are properly passed."

"Then why haven't you officially started yet?" Hua Yuruo asked curiously.

"After the first three rounds, there are the last three rounds, I can't pass the last three rounds, only you children with pure hearts are easy to pass" The aunt smiled and continued to watch others play.

"Oh......" Hua Yu nodded as if she didn't understand, these Bai Yuexi hadn't told her about it, it is estimated that she has confidence in herself?

The first round of assessments was passed quickly, and a few people have been brushed off.

"Next, in the second round, the two sides will compete in the lot!" said Senior Brother Wei Si.

A young disciple held a camera obscura with a number plate: "Everyone draws one! The one who draws the same card is the opponent of this competition."

Hua Yuruo drew one and stood in the crowd waiting for the number to be called.

After a few rounds of competition, Hua Yuruo was really surprised, there are all kinds of playing styles, many people are simply embroidered legs, the previous round is estimated to be a performance, and they are really going to fight, and they will soon be defeated.

Soon it was Hua Yuruo's turn, and when Hua Yuruo's number was called, there was a girl who looked soft and weak on the stage, and she couldn't even hold a sword in her hand, and she danced like a dance.

Hua Yuruo relaxed a lot, and forced her off the stage in three or two clicks.

Next is the aunt next to her, and her opponent is a young guy who looks to be in his twenties, but the aunt's battle-hardened momentum suppressed the young man at once, and both strength and aura were completely victorious. Hua Yuruo couldn't help but applaud her aunt.

In the third round, it was still a test, but after the elimination of the second round, those who remained were much stronger than before. After redrawing the number plate, Hua Yuruo unexpectedly found that he was trying against a very powerful person before.

"Ah......" Hua Yu Ruohua's face was pale: "It's terrible......"

Thinking that the opponent was a person who belonged to the "master" in his opinion, Hua Yuruo was not only frightened but still frightened. If you go up and be patted by her, you will probably vomit blood......

"Brother Huh, your subordinates are merciful, give me a chance......" Hua Yuruo looked at the big brother pitifully: "I really want to enter Liuyun Mountain......"

"......" The male player also looked at her, and his eyes were in a trance. This girl is really beautiful......

Hua Yuruo looked nervously at the people on the stage, waiting for the call. Seeing that the aunt easily passed this level, Hua Yuruo was even more nervous.

Soon, the people on the stage called her number. If Hua Yu feels that there are still two hard kung fu skills, she still remembers what she learned in the past, and now that Bai Yuexi teaches her, she should be sure of three or four percent of her hard confrontation with him, but what about the remaining six or seven percent...... Boom...... The hard one can't be done, only the soft one can come, who called her a face-brushing person......