"Something?"

Tang Yao saw Chen Liang standing at the registration point for a long time, so when Chen Liang turned around and walked over, he frowned and asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Liang, who came over, shook his head.

Tang Yao saw Chen Liang shaking his head, and seeing the expression on Chen Liang's face, he knew that there was really nothing wrong, and his frowning brows slowly relaxed.

"Got the brand?"

Chen Liang stretched out the brand he had just gotten in his hand, he hadn't looked at it carefully since he took it from that senior brother, and when he heard Tang Yao say this, he looked at it carefully.

It is the same as the wooden card that I received before, but the workmanship of the brand is far less than the previous one, and the wooden card is engraved with a few words, which is very sloppy, and it is slightly stinging in the hand.

Chen Liang looked at the long queue that followed, and there was a noise in his ears from time to time, thinking that there were so many people, so there would be a lot of grades, so he also understood the workmanship of the grades.

Tang Yao looked at the words on the plaque, and then read it out loud: "One, two, two, zero." ”

……

The slightly warm spring breeze blew and blew away, Chen Liang and Tang Yao stood in the sun and waited for a while, when a huge bell rang in this square, and the surrounding noise was suddenly silent, like a large pot of boiling water suddenly poured into a spring of clear cold water.

Chen Liang, who was originally quiet and silent, looked at the place where the bell rang with everyone's eyes.

There was a person in a white shirt, who stepped on the void at some point, and the spring breeze blew through the white shirt, like an immortal.

Chen Liang suddenly remembered that when he first came to the Ancient Sect, it was this person who delivered the news of his talent under that extremely high Chongyun Peak.

Then it seems that the status of this white-shirted man with a lofty instrument in the Ancient Sect will definitely not be low.

The white-shirted man who looked like an immortal hung in the void, and then looked coldly at the vast square that suddenly became quiet, but he didn't speak, just waved his sleeves in space.

Then the bell rang non-stop!

This event for outer disciples to enter the inner door has begun!

Because there are too many disciples who have signed up, if all these disciples are allowed to participate in the real competition, it will definitely be difficult to turn around, so at the beginning of this competition, a large number of disciples will be brushed off.

Since it is an outer disciple, there is no need to mention the requirements for talents and other requirements, and it is impossible to use them to brush people, if you use talents to brush people, I am afraid that there are only a few left in this square in the end.

Talent can't be tested, then it's a test of one's own strength.

On one side of the square, there were nearly 100 more boulders.

The man in the white shirt looked at the extra huge boulders, and said: "The test before the start of this year's competition is to use your own strength to pull this boulder forward, and in five minutes, the top 100 disciples will be selected to pull the farthest distance, and the other disciples will be eliminated. ”

The white-shirted man's voice fell, and the quiet square suddenly became a little noisy, but no one dared to speak loudly, all of them were whispering quietly around a few people lying together.

There were three or four disciples around Chen Liang, so they leaned together a little and discussed in a low voice.

"In previous years, there were two or three hundred people, but this year, why only one hundred people? What's going on? ”

"Who knows, it's probably too troublesome."

"It's okay to leave only a hundred people, how did the hammer drum of previous years become a boulder this year, the more I think about it, the more I look like an old cow in the land of heaven and earth."

The most mature of the four people finally said: "The competition of outer disciples has always been like this, with the change of the examiner's own temperament every year, there are not too many rigid rules, but it is still a little bit, as long as there is strength, no matter how the regulations change, the strength will not be buried."

After these words, which I don't know whether it was an explanation or a blow, the atmosphere obviously cooled down, and the three people who had been indignant before all looked at each other, and then closed their mouths with embarrassed faces.

Although these words made the three of them feel a little uncomfortable, but in reason, especially the last few sentences, it is particularly reasonable, if you don't have the strength, no matter whether the regulations are changed or not, you won't get ahead, and if you have the strength, gold will always shine.

Chen Liang also expressed a lot of agreement with these words in his heart, so he turned his head and glanced at the person who spoke a few times, and his unattractive face belonged to the kind that was drowned in the vast sea of people.

But if you don't talk about appearance, this person has a temperament that is different from that of outsiders, especially after listening to what he said, that inexplicable temperament is even stronger.

Then the disciples in charge in the square began to call out to the disciples who came to the field to participate in the competition.

Because there are 100 boulders on the field, there are 100 outer disciples in each round.

Then the first round is for the disciples who have won the top 100 brands in their hands to play.

The square is noisy and full of people.

The white-shirted man in the suspended void frowned, then waved his sleeves twice.

The sleeves of his clothes suddenly stopped, and the disciple standing near the hundred boulders felt an invisible thrust, and then he was pushed dozens of meters away by the thrust.

A wide and long open space was vacated in the square behind these two sleeves.

Soon, all the disciples holding the top 100 brands in their hands walked to their respective boulders, and many disciples looked at the boulder in front of them that was much taller than themselves, and their faces were very ugly, of course, there were also many disciples who held the special rope tied to the boulder, and waited for a sound to start, and then pulled the boulder away.

The disciples on the field were very quiet, but the disciples who did not play on the field were completely different, and there were still many disciples who were talking in groups.

The man in the white shirt was probably tired of the endless noise, so he shouted: "Silence! ”

The silence carried an invisible pressure over the square, and everyone felt the pressure passing through them.

As a result, the noisy square was no longer noisy, and the disciples who had spoken before and those who had not spoken all looked at the field.

A disciple in charge of the order in the arena took a closer look, and generally the hundred disciples were ready, regardless of their expressions, each holding the rope in their hands.

Then the disciple shouted a start.

A voice is like an order.

The hundred people all pulled up the boulder behind them, but the footsteps of many disciples kept moving forward, but the boulder behind them did not move at all.

Some disciples pulled the boulder, but only a few steps before they stopped.

Only a small number of disciples were pulling the boulder and walking forward with difficulty, and these disciples were flushed with strength from the constant exertion.

And most of the disciples who were tired and sweating profusely and the boulder did not move at all had given up and stood in place, and some were unwilling to give up and still tried their best to move forward, while the boulder still did not move.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the disciples on the field all put down the ropes they were holding tightly.

Tired and tired, they walked off the field, but the disciples who didn't pull the boulder had ugly looks on their faces.

Most of these disciples came with the confidence to enter the inner door, but they did not expect to lose their qualifications at the beginning.

No matter how much they regret it, no matter how much they sigh, it is useless, these people are already destined to miss this year's competition, they have to wait until the beginning of next year's spring.

After counting the results of each disciple pulling the boulder in this round, the disciple who held the next round of cards quickly came on the field, and of course, the disciple who did not pull the boulder did not need to write it down at all.

The disciples of the second round probably saw the mystery between them, of course, it can't be said to be a mystery, many disciples who couldn't pull at the beginning gave up directly, and it is not difficult to see from the last game that everything just started with the boulder and did not move, and then no matter how it was pulled, it was indifferent.

"Drink!"

Many disciples in the audience saw the scene that happened on the field, and immediately gasped, and snorted coldly with undisguised surprise and surprise.

A young man pulled the boulder and walked away, his face expressionless, as if he didn't feel that he was pulling a boulder taller than him in his hand.

Yes, in hand! What surprised the disciples even more was that the young man held the rope with one hand.

Not burly, but like a giant god!

Of course, this scene was also seen by Chen Liang, and Tang Yao was also seen in his eyes.

What is difficult to understand is that Chen Liang, who is about to appear, has a calm face, while Tang Yao, who has not signed up, is frowning.

Inexplicable contrast!

Because of the appearance of this perverted boy with the same name, the disciples on the field automatically ignored the other disciples on the field, whether they were pulling or not pulling.

Even the man in white shirt who was hovering in mid-air looked away.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the teenager let go of his palm, shook it, and then casually walked down and lifted it.

The disciples on the field who were in charge of counting the results began to report the results.

"One hundred and sixty-five, pull out the distance, three hundred and ten meters!"

The voice did not stop and continued to report the second place.

"No. 173, pull out the distance, seventy meters!"

……

The previous half was because of surprise, half was because there were no specific results to compare, and few people really remembered the results of the previous round, so when the teenagers' results came out, the field was very quiet, and after the second place results came out, the atmosphere was suddenly different.

Like the cold water added to the boiling water, there was an uproar.

The disciples who had participated in the first round knew very well that being able to pull seventy meters was already a great thing, and the young man had surpassed it by a full three times the distance!

When these disciples were still lamenting the horror of the young man, the young man looked like he didn't care about his grades and walked away.

If it is more accurate to walk towards someone.

He walked straight towards the position, and the spot he had set in his eyes was not next to the man.

It's the person itself.

And that person is Chen Liang with a calm face!

His pace off the court was very fast, so when Chen Liang hadn't reacted yet, he slammed into Chen Liang's body stiffly, and then didn't look back. Instead, go straight and keep walking away.

His purpose seems to be to hit Chen Liang, that's all!