"Young man, I see that you are a talent, so you should go home first and cultivate hard, and wait until your cultivation level is enough, and then come to participate in this inner door experience. Ma Jun Chu said.

Jiang Xuan didn't say much, and asked simply, "What do you want?" Can you let me sign up for this inner door training?" Although his tone did not have any inhibitions, the more this was the case, the more it showed a powerful domineering spirit. ”

Ma Junchu looked at Jiang Xuan at this time, and said: "I said that you young man, why don't you not give up when you don't see the Yellow River, and you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, hey! If you can make me take a step back within three moves, I will let you sign up." After speaking, Ma Junchu was very confident and stroked his beard.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he had already probed Ma Junchu's cultivation, he only had a third-order Great Perfection, although it was unlikely that he would be defeated, but it was still very easy to take a step back from him.

After briefly estimating the opponent's strength, Jiang Xuan calmly said, "Okay, that's it." ”

He secretly thought in his heart: "This old man actually asked me to beat him as soon as he came, this is the first time I have heard of this kind of request." Hey, since he's so insistent, I'll just fulfill his request. ”

With his clenched fists, he planned to use all his strength, but after thinking about it, this old man was also very kind, and it was not appropriate for him to attack with all his strength and injure people, so he said: "This deacon, I will use fifty percent of my strength to punch first." ”

As soon as he heard this, Ma Junchu was still a little unhappy, but when he saw the respectful expression (qíng) on Jiang Xuan's face, he knew that this young man was kind-hearted and respected him, so he said this. Ma Junchu said: "You don't have to be polite, just hit me with 120% of your strength." ”

After saying that, he hooked his hand and said that he was ready.

"I'll save this little bit of strength, let's take seventy percent first!"

"No, ......" Ma Junchu still wanted to insist, but at this time, Jiang Xuan had already punched, looking like an ordinary punch, but with the sound of the whistling wind, the fist hit Ma Junchu's belly firmly, Jiang Xuan took away thirty percent of his strength, Rao is so, Ma Junjie also felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and his intestines seemed to be upside down.

Although he didn't retreat, his whole face had turned as white as paper, and he knew that he would definitely not be able to withstand a second punch.

At this time, Jiang Xuan said, "Sir, what do you think? Can you still stand it? I used 90% of my strength in the second punch, and I believe it should be able to take you (bī) back." ”

As soon as he heard this, a cold sweat broke out on Ma Junchu's forehead, he waved his hand, and immediately said in an encouraging tone: "No need, young man, I think you are very promising, your persistence and courage have touched me, and I have decided to let you sign up." ”

"Thank you. ”

"You can leave. ”

Jiang Xuan didn't think much about it, and turned (shēn) to go.

Ma Junchu looked left and right at no one, and then he looked very sad, and kept covering his stomach with his hands, trying to dispel the pain in his lower abdomen. At this time, Jiang Xuan seemed to hear a painful snort, he stopped, and was about to turn back, his neck had not yet turned, Ma Junchu had already seen the trend, he immediately pretended to be very calm, sat at the registration office, and when Jiang Xuan turned around, he returned to his sanctimonious appearance, showing a calm and calm smile, but on his forehead, there was a bean-sized sweat droplet slipping down.

He kept crying in his heart, "Damn." This young man, why don't you leave? The cultivation in the middle of the second order can actually punch me and cause severe pain in my lower abdomen, and there is no one. ”

Jiang Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Lord Deacon, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just your little fist hit me (shēn), what can it do? I'm a third-order Great Perfection martial artist, three days later, I will participate in the inner gate trial, and it will be held in the Yuan Qi Forest, you have nothing to do and hurry back and hurry up to cultivate." ”

Jiang Xuan nodded, then clasped his hands into fists and said, "Thank you, seniors agreed." Then he turned (shēn) and left the registration office.

At this time, Ma Junchu saw that Jiang Xuan had walked away, so he kept rubbing his stomach, and his face showed pain.

After a while, Li Nuo, Lan He and others also came over to report their names, and this time Ma Junchu did not dare to stop him again. Li Nuo and Lan He successfully registered.

This time, there were not many people who participated in the inner door experience, and only two hundred people participated in total.

It was not because there were few disciples in the inner gate, or because the level of cultivation was too low, but mainly because I heard that this inner gate experience was in the Yuan Qi Forest.

Many people are afraid that their lives will be at risk, so they decide to participate in the next meeting, when the competition is not so dangerous.

After all, there is only one life.

On this day, on the south peak of the refining gate, Qian Kaihuai stood on a high place looking at the mountains and rivers, he stroked his long hair, and watched the children of the Qian family practicing martial arts in the square, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart. On a whim, he wanted to see how the disciples of other peaks were practicing, so he came to the north peak as a guest.

Nangong Yuan, the master of Beifeng Peak, was invited into the hall and greeted with good wine and food.

During the banquet, Qian Kaihuai only felt a dull pain in his lower abdomen, and his intention surged. He said goodbye to his master and went to the thatched house next to him.

After a while, I realized that I didn't bring toilet paper.

At this time, a warrior from the north peak squatted into the toilet next to him. Qian Kaihuai suddenly showed a relaxed look on his face, and said, "Little brother, can you give me some toilet paper." ”

"No problem. Soon, through the gap at the bottom of the compartment, several sheets of paper with words printed on them were handed over.

"Thank you. Qian Kaihuai took the paper, made a pass (cāo), and when he was about to wipe it for the second round, he couldn't help but glance at the words on the paper.

"These sentences, how can they be so familiar. Damn, isn't this my Qian family's peerless "Snake Walk"? This little disciple of Beifeng, how can he have this secret book. This little disciple got such a precious cheats and didn't want to collect it well, so he actually used it as toilet paper. Qian Kaihuai was angry, and his old face was red.

"Little brother, where did you get this cheats. Qian Kaihuai suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a calmest tone as much as possible.

"At the foot of the mountain, Qingyuan Town bought it. ”

"Such a good cheat, how do you use it as toilet paper. ”

"好個 (pì). I bought it for five taels of silver, and this footwork is not easy to use at all. A week ago, I competed with my senior brother, and as soon as I came out, he saw through it. I was beaten and my head was bleeding. What "Snake Walk", it's really rubbish. It is used to wipe (pì) stocks, which is also regarded as waste utilization. The little disciple of Beifeng said unceremoniously.

Then Qian Kaihuai heard the sound of tearing paper from the next compartment. Then he saw a piece of paper fall, followed by the sound of the cubicle opening the door.

I think it was the little disciple of Beifeng, who wiped (pì) the shares with the cheats of his family's "Snake Walk".

Qian Kaihuai was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he was extremely remorseful when he thought that he had wiped it before.

But now Qian Kaihuan is very embarrassed, he squatted in the latrine, holding the fragments of the secret realm in his hand, and read a lot.

He struggled for a while, and after a deep sigh, he kept shaking his head and rubbing the door with a piece of paper with the tips for walking in his hand.