There is a Xuantang hidden in the forest under the lamp, and there is a school field in the Xuantang, and this year's Xuanque Hall recruit election has started on the school field.

It was noon, the scorching sun was on the head, and the sun was blazing. There were more than 200 young faces in the school field, all of them sweating profusely, but they were standing neatly in the middle of the school field, looking at a middle-aged tall and thin scholar in front of them with round eyes.

Li Anmin, Hongying and Chen Fanfan are impressively listed.

Looking at the scholar again, he should be a little old, and there is a little gray hair hidden between his sideburns, but his face is white, and between his eyebrows and eyes is as if he has read all the wisdom of the world. Although exposed to the scorching sun, he still has a smile on his face. A long shirt is put on the body, and the hem of the clothes flutters in the wind, so that he looks free and easy outside the object.

Behind the scholar is a high platform, and at the very edge of the stage, a huge war drum is erected. There are about seven or eight people sitting in the center of the platform, the most central is an old man with white hair, Shen Duliao on the left, and a young man with a spring breeze on the right.

The election of new recruits in Xuanque Hall naturally arranged positions for all battalions in the hall and the commanders of the five armies to watch the ceremony. Jiang Tong, Yuan Liu, and Liuying were among them. They stood in the front row and looked at Li Anmin and the others in the field. There was a woman next to Liu Ying, even if her face was covered with a light veil, her eyes revealed a bit of charm that captivated the country and the city, it was Xia Yanxi of the medical workshop.

It turned out that Liuying had already entered Hu Biancao's door and occupied a place in Hu Biancao, and had already become a disciple of Xuantang, so naturally he didn't have to work hard to participate in the recruit election.

The two brothers are competing today, how can Liu Ying bear it in her heart, so she begged Xia Yanxi to take her to watch the game. Hongying will also participate in the recruit election, Xia Yanxi naturally wants to watch the game, and bringing the little girl is just a gesture.

And Jiang Tong and Yuan stayed with the two, and by chance, they became the disciples of Shen Duliao, the third gentleman of Xuanque Hall, and they didn't have to participate. They originally wanted Master Huang to take them to watch the game, but Master Huang scoffed when he heard this, saying that the Iron Battalion never joined in the fun, so he simply and decisively rejected the two. The two were worried about how to watch the ceremony, and they happened to meet Xia Yanxi and Liuying, so they followed cheekily.

"Master Huang is right, this first round of competition is really boring, it's been a long time, isn't it better than anyone to protect against the sun?" Jiang Tong took out the wooden fan and shook it at himself, and said with a grumbling face.

"That's it, the deputy commander and Fan Fan are fine, but if our commander is tanned, I'm afraid he won't be able to get married." Jiang Tong stared at Hongying wholeheartedly and responded to Yuan Liu.

Yuan Liu picked up the fan, knocked it on Jiang Tong's head at once, and scolded: "You idiot, don't you still have a wooden commander." ”

It turns out that the recruit election has begun, and now the tall and thin scholar in front of the candidates is Shen Yinan's eldest son, the eldest gentleman of Xuanque Hall, Shen Qiaosu.

There were three rounds of competition in the recruit election, and in the first round of the competition, Mr. Big only said two words: "Stand still." ”

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Naturally, the first round of the competition began, and Li Anmin had been standing under the scorching sun for nearly two hours. Even if the cultivation path has improved a little in the past two days, he is faintly unable to bear it at this moment. Li Anmin's clothes were already soaked, beads of sweat condensed, dripping from his body little by little, and evaporated under the scorching sun before they fell to the ground.

Li Anmin's lips were already faintly chapped, and his face was as pale as paper. It's not that he hasn't tried to use spiritual power to resist the heat, but the school field seems to be covered by a magical domain place, and at this moment, he can't mobilize a trace of heaven and earth qi.

Li Anmin quietly looked around, only to see that everyone else was also supported by a puzzled face, even Hongying.

However, Chen Fanfan is quite extraordinary, it seems that these days are really progressing by leaps and bounds, he just frowns slightly, but his face is ruddy as usual.

Li Anmin was unwilling, and ran the netherworld qi over and over again, wanting to resist the scorching sun. But the results were always unsatisfactory, and it still didn't work in the slightest.

As time passed, Li Anmin gradually felt that he was a little dizzy, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Big brother!"

Suddenly, Chen Fanfan's voice sounded in his ears, Li Anmin woke up instantly, he followed the reputation, only to see Chen Fanfan looking at him with a firm face, and called softly: "Hold on!" ”

Li Anmin smiled lightly at his younger brother, then gritted his teeth and continued to insist. Although it didn't work, he adjusted his breathing over and over again, trying to break through the magical limit.

A "poof" sounded, and I saw a slender woman fall to the ground. Shen Qiaosu rushed to the side when he saw this. Xuanquewei nodded, and several Xuanquewei hurriedly ran to the center of the school field and carried the woman down.

The Xuanque guards shouted loudly as they ran: "The Egret Army is alternate, Chen Lingling is eliminated." ”

Hearing the sound, a kind old woman ran out of the Egret Army viewing area, ran over with an anxious face, and shouted: "Lingling, Lingling." ”

Chen Lingling fell to the ground, as if some mechanism had been activated, and the sounds of "poof" and "poof" sounded one after another, and most of the young people in the venue fell in an instant.

"Gray Vulture Armament Alternative, Li Fengyu, Elimination."

"Goshawk Armament Alternative, Wang Dashi, Elimination."

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Shen Qiaosu looked at it and saw that there were less than 100 people in the school field. He smiled softly, shook off his robe, turned to the platform, and stood on top of the giant drum.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Shen Qiaosu put away the hem of his robe and held the two drumsticks tightly in his hands. With a solemn expression, he solemnly looked at the war drum in front of him, then raised his right arm and slammed it on the drum.

"Knock"

A drum sounded, like water ripples in the surface of the lake, circle by circle, layer by layer, through the distance, falling on everyone's ears.

Suddenly, another piece fell in the field.

Li Anmin only felt that the drum beat was harsh, and he instantly felt a tingling pain in his head, like a pinprick in the face. He endured the stinging pain and sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his breath over and over again, trying to summon the Netherworld Qi to resist.

Chen Fanfan frowned slightly, and seemed to feel the pressure. Seeing Li Anmin sitting cross-legged, he knew that his brother was trying to mobilize the breath of heaven and earth. Chen Fanfan had a thrill in his heart, and he also learned from Li Anmin's appearance and sat cross-legged on the ground and carried the exercises over and over again.

Li Anmin and Chen Fanfan's actions attracted everyone's attention, Shen Qiaosu looked at the two of them and smiled lightly, and said lightly: "It's really clever." ”

Then, Mr. Big waved his hands, his left hand up, his right hand down, and the two drumsticks smashed heavily on the drum surface.

"Knock Knock"

Two drums sounded, and a whirlwind rolled up in Li Anmin's head, and his ears kept buzzing. He couldn't help but cover his ears slightly, but found that it didn't have any effect. Li Anmin sat down quietly again, running the netherworld qi over and over again.

"Doctor Xia, what's wrong with my brother?"

Although Liuying could hear the sound of the drums, she couldn't understand why the two brothers looked like they were in pain, so she asked Xia Yanxi suspiciously.

"The sound of war drums is the roar of the military spirit, and the horse leather shroud is all in this sound. Legend has it that the Xuanque Army has a war drum that reaches the sky, and when the drum sounds, it can go straight to the soul. Stirring nine sounds, you can kill the Heavenly Realm monk, it must be the drum in front of you! ”

Xia Yanxi recalled the rumors and explained loudly.

What Xia Yanxi said is true, the origin of this drum is mysterious, and Shen Yinan accidentally got it when he was young, and regarded it as a treasure. During the rebellion of the Seven Kings of Ping, the young Shen Yunan led the troops to quell the rebellion and was unfortunately ambushed. Facing the encirclement of 20,000 soldiers from the Seven Kingdoms, Shen Yunan beat the war drums of Tongtian, and seven drums rang out, which shocked the 20,000 soldiers to cover their heads and fall to the ground, rolling endlessly. Only then did Shen Yunan seize the opportunity to break out of the encirclement with 500 remnants of soldiers in one fell swoop, and also killed 3,000 enemy troops, which became a good story.

Two drums sounded, and Chen Fanfan's brows furrowed even deeper. He has always been stubborn, and the more difficult it is, the more it can arouse his fighting spirit. So Chen Fanfan gritted his teeth and repeated his cultivation over and over again in the same way as Li Anmin.

At this moment, Hongying's face was already very pale, but fortunately, under the supervision of Shen Yunan, Hongying's cultivation was extremely solid, and the two drums were able to resist the past. Seeing that Li Anmin was actually sitting cross-legged at the moment, trying to arouse the qi of heaven and earth in her body, a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she only felt that the young man was stupidly cute. The school field has been covered by the uncle who has stepped into the goblin with his own heaven and earth qi, and no matter how talented Li Anmin is, he can't break through a single bit.

There are many talents in the Xuanque Army, although there have been two drums, but there are far more than Li Anmin, Chen Fanfan, and Hongying standing in the school field.

Shen Qiaosu looked around the school and found that there were still more than 30 people still holding on, although they were all sitting or squatting, or even lying on the ground, but all of them remained awake and did not fall into a coma. Seeing that there were a lot of good seedlings this time, he smiled lightly, and after eliminating enough people in the first round, he was ready to put away the drumsticks in his hand.

The drumming had stopped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. But Li Anmin and Chen Fanfan were still sitting cross-legged, constantly trying to break through the control of Mr. Big's bath. The old man on the stage and the young man on the side all looked at the two with great interest, and said something to each other.

"Su'er, go on." The old man on the stage with white hair looks like a leopard with a head and ringed eyes, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, although he has no expression, but he is not angry and arrogant, and his momentum is compelling. Even if his beard was white, the old man was still angry, and said to Shen Qiaosu like thunder.

Shen Qiaosu looked at the old man, then at the young man, then nodded, and held the drumstick in his hand again. The scholar of the long shirt retreated a little back for half a minute, exhaled softly, and the two hands holding the drumsticks moved quickly, and knocked on the war drum of Tongtian three times in succession.

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock"

Three drums sounded, as if to startle the stormy waves.

Except for Li Anmin and Chen Fanfan, everyone, including Hongying, let out a burst of wails in unison, and then fell to the ground one after another.

Li Anmin only felt that a huge storm rolled up in his mind, raging every inch and corner. After holding on for a moment, he also lost consciousness directly, only to see blood flowing out of his ears and nose, and he was so frightened that Liu Hotaru cried directly.

Three drums sounded, and Chen Fanfan's face kept changing. At first, as if he had endured ten thousand ants, his face showed a painful expression. Then he gritted his teeth, his face turned hideous, and he roared under his breath like a wounded beast.

"Open it for me!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and Chen Fanfan stood up suddenly, a trace of golden light shining.

Shen Qiaosu had a surprised look on his face, the tall young man in front of him actually broke through his own suppression!

The white-haired old man in the stands showed a hint of a smile, and the young man stared at Chen Fanfan tightly, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Fanfan's body, so that they didn't notice that a black mark loomed on Li Anmin's right wrist.