Chapter 437: Fog Grass, You're obviously a personal vendetta of the communiqué?
"I'm sorry, the deadline for recruiting disciples has passed, I want to join the Thousand Machines Pavilion, wait for next year, and then sign up!"
"Fog grass, you're obviously a personal vendetta?"
Ye Xiuwen's bluntness directly made the disciples laugh.
"What are you laughing at? This Huwei Hall is also where you came?
Elder Hou's eyes widened, frightened all the disciples, stuck out his tongue, and hurriedly retreated.
"Alas, you're going to kick everyone out so you can take bribes!"
"Poof!"
Ye Xiuwen's words directly made Elder Hou vomit blood, and hurriedly beckoned: "Come back, come back, make a witness for the old man, the old man didn't accept any bribes!"
Elder Hou was finished at this time, and he also saw it in the upper courtyard, Ye Xiuwen must have some background.
Otherwise, who would be able to walk down so swaggeringly after killing someone in the Thousand Machines Pavilion? And he would be ashamed to join the Thousand Machines Pavilion? Even if he was killed, he would not believe it.
Of course, just let go of the kid in front of him, he was unwilling!
"Hmph, don't say that the old man didn't give you a chance, it's not without precedent if you want to transfer to the Thousand Machine Pavilion, do you have a letter of recommendation?" Elder Hou said solemnly.
"I don't have a letter of recommendation, but I have a waist card? It's the same as theirs. ”
"Poof!"
The waist card was taken out, and it was the waist card of the upper courtyard, and Elder Hou almost ran out of breath.
"The waist card of the upper house?"
"Yes, this kind of waist card is white iron, which is much higher grade than the bronze waist card in the lower courtyard!"
I said that this person must have a background, and I'm afraid it's not impossible to be sent to the Hongwu Continent this year!"
"Wow! Hongwu Continent!"
When it came to the Hongwu Continent, all the disciples had a look of yearning on their faces, and Ye Xiuwen's compulsion rose again at this time, so much so that Ye Xiuwen didn't want to leave here.
Why didn't I think of finding a sect to join the pretending force earlier?
"That waist card is there, and it is also subject to assessment, and the assessment is a total of three levels, you come with me!"
Elder Hou had no choice but to use his killer move, he wanted to use the three-level assessment to combat Ye Xiuwen's arrogance.
When I was young, the group came to the martial arts arena!
This martial arts arena is different from the square of the mountain gate, the square of the mountain gate looks a little scattered, but it is different in the martial arts arena, but all the disciples of the Thousand Machine Pavilion who enter here have serious expressions and a look of reverence on their faces, showing their determination to be martial.
So even the disciples who came with them were all serious.
"Huh, your dad is dead?"
"Poof!"
Ye Xiuwen said a word, Du Nima was angry, and said in his heart: Are you talking like this? We are martial arts, what does this have to do with the dead father?
"Don't talk a lot, be quiet and solemn here! Chiba Country is a martial country, everyone practices martial arts, whether it is a stall, or fried fritters, or selling pancakes and fruits, they can do kung fu, they are ashamed of not knowing kung fu, and they are proud of being strong in kung fu!"
Elder Hou taught diligently, and the disciples nodded their heads one after another, because what Elder Hou said was simply too right, the country of Chiba was such a country.
"Then if there is a flower thief who has extremely high kung fu and not only defiles your sister, but also kills your whole family, will you respect him very much?"
"Poof!"
Elder Hou was so angry that he vomited blood and died.
"Elder Hou, Elder Hou?"
Twenty or thirty disciples rescued Elder Hou for a quarter of an hour before they could be considered to have rescued Elder Hou.
"You, you, you're not a thing," Elder Hou said with a trembling finger.
"Tsk, you're wrong, Hou wasn't a thing in the first place, but then again, Elder Hou, you seem to have the surname 'Hou'?"
"Poof!"
Elder Hou completely vomited blood and died, and he couldn't wake up anymore.
So the examiner was replaced, and from the main hall of the martial arts arena, a woman wearing a dark tights walked out.
This person is not tall or short, not on par with Ye Xiuwen, he is very thin, his muscles are like clotted fat, and his eyes are good, but he can't see what he looks like, because this person is wearing a light veil that covers half of his face.
"Senior sister!"
When everyone saw this person, they bowed down and bowed, but in fact, this person's realm was not high, it was only the fivefold realm of the god transformation period.
"Who is the transfer student?" Mo Yu spoke, his voice was very positive, and there was no trace of emotion in the timbre, as if this person was carved from a piece of 10,000-year-old ice.
"Is this the legendary Ice Beauty? I just can't see what it looks like, I'm really anxious!"
Ye Xiuwen patronized to see the ice beauty, but forgot to reply.
Mo Yu glanced at it, and let out a slightly disdainful nasal voice in his nasal cavity, and said to Ye Xiuwen, the only one who dared to look directly at him: "It seems that it's you, come with me!"
Mo Yu turned around and left, while Ye Xiuwen accosted him, "Sister, what is your surname?"
Mo Yu didn't pay any attention to him at all.
"It's really rude to ignore people," Ye Xiuwen muttered quietly, but was glared at by Mo Yu again.
"Is it dumb?"
"You, if you want to talk nonsense again, beware of me teaching you a lesson!" Mo Yu was very angry and strode towards the inside of the martial arts arena.
"I'm afraid I'm out of the cabinet with such a big step,"
"Poof!"
Mo Yu was also so angry with Ye Xiuwen that she vomited blood, but she comforted herself in her heart: You are a princess, and as a princess, you can't deal with an inferior person!
Mo Yu comforted himself 10,000 times in his heart before he persuaded himself not to slap Ye Xiuwen to death.
"Come on! This is the assessment of the first level, to assess your strength! I see you, and you are only a martial artist in the late stage of a martial arts, so the strength of the assessment will be lowered,"
Mo Yu introduced, but what was in front of Ye Xiuwen was a huge machine.
The machine is like a hollow copper pillar, the pillar is as high as three zhang, there is a golden bell at the three zhang, and just below this copper pillar, there is a metal spring, under the springboard is a gravity spring, and above is a copper ball.
The copper ball is about ten kilograms, as long as the examiner holds the copper hammer and smashes it to the springboard, and the copper ball hits the golden bell, it is counted as passing.
Of course, here, there is also an adjustable switch, suitable for martial artists of all realms, assessment!
As for Moyu, in order to show his selflessness, he saw that Ye Xiuwen's realm only had a martial arts period, so he lowered his gravity.
"Wait!"
Ye Xiuwen opened his mouth again in a stinky and shameless manner, and the hated Moyu wanted to kick him to death.
Xindao: I've already lowered it for you, do you still want to lower it? Why are you so shameless?