On the train to Yangcheng, a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in casual clothes, shaved and looking like a student, was sitting in an ordinary carriage, with his hands in his trouser pockets, squinting slightly, and closing his eyes to recuperate.

This young man is none other than Wang Jinyang, the reincarnation of the Global Gaowu World War Emperor, and a student of Nanjiang Martial Arts University.

This time, Wang Jinyang went to Yangcheng, mainly to carry out the mission, to hunt down a martial artist who killed people and oversold goods, and by the way, he went to Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School, where he graduated, to give a speech to the younger students.

He didn't have the slightest worry about his mission, because a martial artist who was a wild path was no match for the martial artist of the school at all, let alone himself.

If it weren't for that guy running to his hometown this time, the task reward would be huge, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to look down on such a small role at all.

Therefore, for this mission, Wang Jinyang came with a relaxed and traveling mentality.

Ordinary people think that martial artists have all kinds of authority, but they don't know what kind of pressure is on the shoulders of martial artists.

"What do you call this little brother?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in Wang Jinyang's ears, making him open his eyes and look in the direction where the voice came from.

This is a very special person!

When Wang Jinyang saw the other party's appearance and dress, such a thought involuntarily appeared in his heart!

A very special person indeed!

After all, on the earth of the 21st century, there are still teenagers dressed as ancients, who are either madmen engaged in art, or those ancient sect heirs.

Of course, this is only one of them, in addition to the other party's strange outfit, the temperament of the other party is also very special, obviously it is close at hand, but it gives people a sense of floating outside the world, separated by the ends of the world.

Could it be that the person in front of him is a member of the sect?

Wang Jinyang looked at the person in front of him, and thought quickly, thinking about the purpose of the other party coming to find him.

"Nanjiang Wuda, Wang Jinyang!"

Although he couldn't see through the other party's martial arts realm, Wang Jinyang was not afraid, because he felt that the person in front of him did not look like a cult martial artist, and he had never heard of a strong sect member joining the cult.

In addition, his old king does not steal or rob, he is kind to people everywhere, and he has not done anything wrong, so why is he afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?

Well, at this time, Wang Jinyang had already taken the initiative to forget the deeds of the second-grade martial artists who swept the Demon Martial Arts and Jingwu, the first and second martial arts universities in China.

There is no way, who made Lao Wang from an ordinary family, neither the grandmaster's parents nor the grandmaster's ancestors, so he can only fight for his life.

Think about it, his old king swept the first and second ranked Wuhan University in China, is Nanjiang Wuhan University a unique face, is his old Wang particularly awesome, particularly potential, and has cultivation value?

In this case, shouldn't Nanjiang Wuhan University tilt some resources and increase efforts to cultivate him?

This is the secret of Wang Jinyang's ability to jump three levels in a row in the freshman semester and become the pinnacle of a second-grade martial artist from a quasi-martial artist.

Be bold, careful, and fight hard!

When Wang Jinyang spoke, he instantly realized that something was wrong, when did he become so honest, and he would answer whatever others asked?

This bastard is plotting against me!

Lao Wang was secretly angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, because the one who could mobilize his spiritual power was at least a seventh-grade grandmaster martial artist, and he was a small second-grade martial artist, even if he was wronged, would he dare to blow up his hair in a grandmaster martial artist?

I'm not afraid of being shot to death!

Therefore, Lao Wang's posture was very low, and he arched his hand and said: "Forgive the boy for being clumsy, I don't know if the grandmaster is coming, if there is any command, the senior can just give the order, and the boy will definitely do his best to complete it!"

"Grandmaster?"

After Li Changfeng heard Wang Jinyang's words, he immediately chuckled and said, "Not bad, not bad!"

"Let's not talk about other aspects, at least this eyesight and ability to adapt are not bad!"

Li Changfeng looked at Wang Jinyang with a smile, and did not break all kinds of careful thoughts in his heart, and continued: "Boy, give you a chance, if you can pass the test, the deity will accept you as a registered disciple!"

Test, named disciple?

When Wang Jinyang heard this, he didn't want to think about it, so he wanted to refuse.

Not to mention, he already has a master, even if he doesn't have an apprentice, with the high-minded attitude of this guy in front of him, it is impossible to be an apprentice for him.

What's more, thinking of his old Wang, how can he say that he is also a Tianjiao martial artist who has beaten all the second-grade students of the Eighteen Martial Arts School, and the grandmaster who wants to accept him as a disciple is not only one or two, how can he be a registered disciple.

It's a pity that Li Changfeng didn't give the other party a chance to refuse at all, and before Wang Jinyang could say anything about refusal, he had already disappeared.

No, it was not Li Changfeng who disappeared, but Wang Jinyang!

When Li Changfeng's voice fell, Wang Jinyang just wanted to refuse, but he was shocked to find that he suddenly appeared in a strange world with yellow sand.

"How is this possible?"

High in the sky, the sun like a great ball of fire scorched the earth, almost peeling him off.

The hot yellow sand under his feet made him have to believe that the world in front of him was not an illusion, but a real world.

"Nine Tests, Nine Heavens!"

"If you can pass the fivefold test, this seat will accept you as a registered disciple!"

"If you can pass the sevenfold test, this seat will accept you as an official disciple!"

"If you can pass the ninefold test, then this seat will accept you as a disciple!"

"Boy, come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

A leisurely voice came from high in the sky, waking Wang Jinyang up from shock, he looked at the boundless desert in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

At this time, he already believed that he might have encountered an unimaginable opportunity, which made Wang Jinyang, who originally didn't care about the identity of this named disciple, feel a pang in his heart and become a little expectant.

However, since it's a test, you have to put the test content out, and you can't let me play in the wilderness to survive in this boundless desert!

As if hearing what he was thinking, in the calm desert, a sudden wind blew up, rolling up the dust, using heaven and earth as paper and yellow sand as ink, writing a line of big characters.

"The first day test mission: survive seven days in the pursuit of the Black Flag Arrow Team of Dongchang!"

The test task written by Huang Sha lasted less than half a minute in the sky, and then it turned into dust and sand in the sky, dissipating with the wind, and the raging sandstorm also subsided in an instant, as if there was a pair of invisible hands between heaven and earth, which directly wiped it out.

Such a scene shocked Wang Jinyang, he didn't know how strong the martial arts master was, but the scene in front of him was already like the immortal method in myths and legends.

"Stomp!"

Without waiting for Wang Jinyang to wake up from the shock, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar. A team of black cavalry of about 100 men rushed towards him from the end of the desert.

Wang Jinyang looked at the approaching black surprise team, and did not flee immediately, but planned to explore the strength of the hundred-person cavalry team.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for the black surprise team to get closer, and he vaguely saw that the hundred-man cavalry team was pulling their bows at the same time and shooting a rain of arrows.

"Do you want to be so ruthless?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Jinyang's face turned green, and just listening to the whistling and piercing sound of arrows, he knew how terrifying the arrows shot by this cavalry team were.

At this moment, Lao Wang's heart was full of happiness, he meowed, fortunately, after breaking through the martial artist, the first choice to temper was the limbs, otherwise he would not have to run, and a round of arrow rain would completely kill him.

Even rolling and crawling to avoid the first round of arrow rain attacks of the Black Flag Arrow Team, Wang Jinyang didn't think about it, he stepped forward directly, and ran away desperately.

Grab the horse, fight back?

He's meowing, don't think about it for the time being, let's think about how to report your life first!