The deacon who assessed Wang Xiaofan was also a little stunned when he saw his test results.

Because it is clearly written on the file that it is generally "low", how did it become an average "medium" this time, and the qualification was actually improved!

However, no matter how much he was raised, it would be an "average" level, he shook his head with a smile and said:

"Wang Xiaofan, you were fed with pills, right? Even if you become a formal disciple, this qualification has no future, and it is a waste of sect resources, it is better to give you an outer sect manager, accumulate experience in management, and develop in this area in the future, what do you think?"

Obviously, he is not optimistic about Wang Xiaofan, which shows how poor Wang Xiaofan's qualifications are.

Wang Xiaofan touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Lord Deacon, I still want to try, if it really doesn't work, I'll come back to you, what do you think?"

"Okay, but you have to pass the next assessment before you can become an official disciple, this is just a determination of qualifications, not a reference for formal disciples!"

"I ......" Wang Xiaofan really wanted to scold, what did he do if he didn't test his qualifications as a reference basis, just to make him embarrassed?

"Okay, which of you has cultivated Gang Qi, please stand up!"

As soon as the deacon's voice fell, Hula stood up nine times, leaving Wang Xiaofan standing there awkwardly.

"Gang Qi hasn't been refined?" The deacon was really speechless, his face trembled, and he waved his hand and said, "Take Wang Xiaofan to test his strength, but if he doesn't pass it, send it back!"

When Wang Xiaofan heard that there was still a door, he followed a disciple and left.

Came to another room, where there was a three-meter-tall instrument for measuring strength.

The disciple went over to fill the energy crystal, pressed a button, and a slip of numbers appeared on the instrument, evenly arranged from one to ten.

When Wang Xiaofan looked at the numbers on the instrument, the disciple's hand moved imperceptibly, pressed a very inconspicuous button, and then took two steps back, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and said lightly:

"Attack the chassis hard, there are only three chances, if you reach an average of six points, even if you are qualified, you can't reach where to go back and forth!"

Wang Xiaofan nodded, walked over slowly, and under the dumbfounded gaze of this disciple, he jumped back and forth a few times, hit two sets of punches, moved his muscles and bones, and then slammed a punch on the chassis of the tester.

"Poof", the disciple was directly happy when he saw the numbers on it.

Wang Xiaofan looked up, and was directly dumbfounded, he didn't even get five points.

"Impossible!" Wang Xiaofan couldn't believe his eyes, the eightfold refining realm hadn't even reached the level of the fifth, how could it be?

"Flower fist embroidered legs!" the disciple sneered, and then crossed his arms to his chest and looked at it very pleasantly.

Wang Xiaofan frowned, thinking about his punch just now, and finally smiled bitterly, knowing what the problem was.

It seemed that he had used enough strength just now, but his punches were incoherent and did not all act on the chassis.

Take a long breath, close your eyes, let your body relax completely, and then twist your legs, tuck your abdomen, straighten your waist, and punch, the movements are coherent, all in one go, and with a loud shout, boom, it bombarded the base again.

"Not bad!" the disciple smiled faintly, "It's very chic and powerful, but it's a pity that it's only five and a half points!"

"This ......" Wang Xiaofan was blinded, even if the next punch could score six points, it would be much worse.

"The two times are evenly divided into five points and one, are you sure you still want to test?" The disciple had a smile on his face, but there was schadenfreude in his eyes, but Wang Xiaofan lowered his head and pondered and didn't see it.

"Isn't it three times, come again!" Wang Xiaofan finished speaking, and closed his eyes again.

After standing for a quarter of an hour, the disciple was about to lose his patience, and Wang Xiaofan threw a punch.

As with the second punch, it was still a coherent movement, twisting the legs, tucking the abdomen, straightening the waist, punching, and booming, and the loud sound made the whole room tremble twice.

"I ...... I'll go, how is it possible?" This time the disciple couldn't believe it, with a bewildered look on his face, and looked at the pointer staying at the position of eight.

"Hehe, I see!" Wang Xiaofan smiled slightly and said, "The three times are evenly divided into six points and one, which is considered to be a pass, right?"

"Count...... It's passed, but what's going on with Tamad?" The disciple pointed to the pointer and said with some irritation.

"Sorry ......"

Before Wang Xiaofan finished speaking, the door was pushed open with a bang, and then the deacon rushed in, with a shocked face, and asked, "What's the matter? Why is this so...... I'm grass, eight points of strength?"

As soon as the disciple saw the deacon come in, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Wang Xiaofan is evenly divided into six points and one, and he passed the test smoothly!"

"How much do you say? Six-point-one, that's obviously eight...... Xin Hao, do you dare to make trouble?" the deacon was furious when he saw the button that had been pressed.

With a "plop", the disciple named Xin Hao knelt down directly, "Lord Deacon, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

"How important is the disciple test, you dare to do something on the test, don't you want to do it?"

"Yes...... It was the disciple who accidentally touched the button, and now he found out, please punish the senior!" Xin Hao's forehead immediately saw sweat.

"Hmph, I will fine you for three months, get out of here!" the deacon shouted angrily, and Xin Hao quickly got up and exited the room.

"Xin Hao!" Wang Xiaofan said silently, then his frowning brows eased, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc.

"Let's test it again!" the deacon restarted the instrument and said to Wang Xiaofan with a cold face.

Wang Xiaofan nodded, without saying a word, his spiritual power erupted from his mind, wrapped his fist with his own strength, and slammed into the chassis with a punch.

With a bang, the pointer of the instrument was directly warped to ten, and it trembled violently several times, if it didn't reach the top, it was estimated that it could jump a distance.

"Hiss......" The deacon gasped, looked back at Wang Xiaofan and said in surprise: "Innate divine power!"

Shocked, he wanted Wang Xiaofan to punch him twice, but Wang Xiaofan shook his head, his face was slightly pale.

I used my mental power twice in a row, and it was unreserved, and the consumption of mental power was quite large, and I felt that the whole person was a little vain, and if I punched again, I was really going to fall.

Test it to be tired and prostration, and it is estimated that it can make people laugh to death if it is passed out, for the sake of others, forget it!

The steward didn't say anything, checked the instrument, and found that everything was normal, and then scolded viciously:

"Damn! A good seedling almost let Xin Hao, this bastard, brush it down, it's so hateful!" the deacon scolded bitterly and returned to the original room with Wang Xiaofan.

changed from waste firewood to "good seedlings", which made Wang Xiaofan, who was following behind, almost happy, and secretly took out a high-quality condensing pill, wiped his mouth and took it.

Mental power and physical strength are superimposed on each other, which can double the attack power, which still gave him a great surprise, not only passed the test, but also made him discover a trick to defeat the enemy.

As for Xin Hao's troublemaker, the deacon also gave Wang Xiaofan a brief explanation, saying that it was during the test that the spiritual suppression button of the instrument was activated, which made his score so low.

Wang Xiaofan smiled, he didn't take it seriously on the surface, but in his heart he remembered this person named Xin Hao.

What are you doing against yourself? It goes without saying that there must be someone behind it!

The other nine people passed very simply, just showing their own qi and passing it, they were admitted to become official disciples of the sect.

The steward asked Wang Xiaofan to walk into their team, clapped his hands gently, and two disciples walked in from the outside, each holding a plate, one with a pile of clothes stacked on it, and the other with a pile of signs.

"From today on, you are even the official disciples of the sect, this is the welfare of the official disciples, a set of disciple clothes, an identity token, the number on the identity token, represents the house number of your residence, it can be used to open your residence, and it is also a certificate for selecting exercises, which is valid within a month, I hope to use it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be invalid after expiration!"

"In addition, as an official disciple of the sect, you need to complete the tasks assigned by the sect every month, and if you can't complete it, you need to hand over 10,000 gold coins as a punishment, and the rest of the time can be freely distributed!"

"Remember, although it is relatively free to come to the inner gate, don't touch the laws of the sect, otherwise you will be severely punished, okay, refine the identity token here, and then someone will take you away. ”

After speaking, the deacon waved his hand, let each person receive a set of disciple uniforms and a piece of identity token, and after refining the identity token, he was taken out of the council hall and came to the foot of the mountain.

"Choose the appropriate room according to your house number!" the disciple who led them explained and left.

Wang Xiaofan looked at his identity token, which was marked "8271", guessing that it should be the 8,271st disciple, sighed silently, looked at the small courtyard, and was about to find his room.

"With the waste of the sect, it's really unlucky!" Suddenly, a discordant voice came into Wang Xiaofan's ears, making him pause, and then turned his head.

I saw a disciple looking at Wang Xiaofan with a look of disgust and contempt.

Several other disciples looked at Wang Xiaofan with faint smiles on their faces.

"If you want to laugh, you can laugh, and you are not afraid of suffocation!" Wang Xiaofan's words made their faces uncomfortable, very embarrassed.

"The deacon has said that you are very wasteful, and becoming a disciple of the sect is also a waste of resources, what, are you unhappy?

The disciple who opened his mouth twitched his cheeks and continued: "Instead of wasting resources here, it's better to get out of here and save yourself from embarrassment!"

"Qian Yi, hehe, eighteen years old, with good qualifications, the sixth-fold body refining realm, and I, Wang Xiaofan, have poor qualifications, fifteen years old, and also the sixth level of the body refining realm, may I ask, who is wasting resources?"

Wang Xiaofan's words silenced everyone, and Qian Yi was even more blushing and thick-necked, but she still couldn't open her mouth to refute.

"Why don't you keep quiet?" Wang Xiaofan continued to stimulate.

"There are also strong and weak points in the refining realm, I have already refined the Gang Qi, do you have it? I can beat three like you alone! Waste is waste, and becoming a formal disciple is still a waste!"

Qian Yi's words were almost shouted out, and he said several "wastes" in a row, as if this was the only way to make him feel at ease.

"Boom!"

As soon as Qian Yi's words fell, Wang Xiaofan suddenly burst out, punched him, and roared angrily: "Since you can beat me three, then try to eat me with a punch!"