Zhang Yue said, he threw Da Ye into the crowd of new disciples, "I have stepped on the first and second places, do you want to come up together with the three and four, I can do it." ”

The few new disciples were all silent, pretending not to hear.

Tatsuno got up, dissatisfied and puzzled, "Muri, you obviously have a serious leg injury, why did you suddenly get better later, what kind of magic did you use?"

One of the old disciples sneered, "Are you stupid?" Originally, he had a leg injury, and it hurt to move a step, but you are good, shamelessly specializing in other people's leg injuries. It's okay if you're shameless, don't you know that your own Yuan Qi attribute has a paralyzing effect, his injured leg is paralyzed by you in a row, although it looks like it bleeds miserably, but it doesn't hurt to move, you fool. ”

"Huh?!" Tatsuno suddenly realized, and a blush inexplicably rose on his white face, ashamed. I'm too stupid.

"Your sword. Zhang Yue kicked the Qingjian sword that Da Ye left in front of him, "Change the name of the sword, don't call it Qingjian, it's more appropriate to call it rake." ”

"......" Daye was confused, what a rake and a mandarin orange.

"......" The new disciple was confused, what did he say.

"......" Lao Tzu was confused, rake and rake orange, is it eaten, why should the name of the sword be called a food name.

No one understood Zhang Yue's cold humor, but it didn't matter. He looked at the old disciple again, "I'm not arrogant, if any of you think you can win against me, hurry down, otherwise, I will have to challenge Senior Brother Ye." ”

Senior Brother Ye sat on the highest place, and from the highest point down was a row of wide steps, and with Zhang Yue's formal opening adjustment, I saw nearly twenty old disciples standing on the steps in different orders, standing in a dislocation from bottom to top, and "arching the guard" of Senior Brother Ye at the back.

Of course, Senior Brother Ye's position is very high, and he can't cover him. And the current position represents the final ranking of this batch of previous disciples in this year's assessment.

Senior Brother Ye said, "Fellow students, junior brothers have all called the door, let's make a statement." ”

An old disciple moved the fastest and immediately stepped out of the ranks. Several other old disciples who wanted to come out of the ranks shrank back.

The old disciple turned his back to Senior Brother Ye and looked at Zhang Yue condescendingly, "Who is going to fight?" ”

Senior Brother Ye glanced at where he was and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Nope. ”

Senior Brother Ye praised, "Very good, I am a cultivator, if I meet someone stronger than myself, I will cringe forward, then what kind of practice do I practice, what kind of Qi do I practice." Go, don't fall for the prestige of our disciples. ”

He Fang immediately jumped down, he threw the sword in his hand far away, and reported to his family, "Four-year disciple, Xuan-level class, He Fang." ”

Four years of discipleship, representing four years of entry. In the Qingshen Sect, the maximum number of years of discipleship is a ten-year disciple, which means that you can practice in the sect for up to ten years from the beginning. Within ten years, if the talent and ability are still good, and the graduation requirements of the Qingshen Sect are met, the Qingshen Sect will arrange the corresponding occupation and corresponding work, and the scope of the profession will be very wide, as one of the nine super sects, the Qingshen Sect enjoys the countless resources given by the Yushen Shangguo, and the Yushen Shangguo also particularly welcomes and likes the graduated disciples of the Qingshen Sect, because being able to graduate from the Qingshen Sect within ten years represents excellence and excellence.

In other words, the graduation of the Qingshen Sect is not a fixed number of years, and it can be graduated at any time depending on the talent and cultivation speed of the disciples.

As for the Xuan-level class, this represents a recognized level of the disciple's current stage. After three years, a new beginner disciple will take a big test, and after the assessment, you will be divided into classes according to your cultivation speed, talent, and potential. The division of this level is consistent with the division of the level of the blade, which is divided into, Xuan level, earth level, and heaven level. The Xuan level is the worst class, but the heaven level is not the best class, just as there are artifacts above the heaven-level spiritual weapons, and above the heaven-level class, there is a more noble disciple, that is, the personal disciple.

The Qingshen Sect has countless offerings, radicals, elders and even the Supreme Elder, if they can be appreciated, they can become their personal disciples, not only have a teacher like a relative, but also enjoy the teacher's private resources, undoubtedly a brighter future.

This group of old disciples is the worst in the assessment, except for Senior Brother Ye, they are all Xuan-level class disciples.

Fortunately, on the way to Dayuan Town, Zhang Yue had a preliminary understanding of the system of Qingshen Sect, and at this time he also gave the other party equal respect. also reported to his family, "One year disciple, Muli." ”

He Fangdao, "I have been in the school for four years, and my talent is terrible, and my progress is limited. Today, I am very envious of my junior brother and sister. But I'm a dignified man, how can I easily admit defeat. I knew that there was only a limit to what I could accomplish in the future, so I came for the last year. I practiced a hand-to-hand combat technique day and night as a capital for my future survival. Senior Brother Muli, please advise. ”

Zhang Yue said, "Please." ”

I saw He Fang take off his disciple robe, and rushed over wearing only the most capable inner clothes. Although he had already reached the realm of refining qi, he did not evolve Yuan Qi, but only drummed Yuan Qi all over his body, raising his combat power to the limit of the peak of Qi refining that he could reach.

In an instant, He Fang's speed was as fast as a cheetah, and he passed by a distance of only a few seconds from a distance of tens of meters.

Zhang Yue took a step back and poured Yuan Qi into his arms, trying to hold the other party down. Unexpectedly, after He Fang approached Zhang Yue, he suddenly jumped over, and the whole person flew over against the ground.

Zhang Yue made a mistake in judgment, and he was hugged by He Fang in an instant. In the next second, Zhang Yue's entire body fell backwards, which was not good.

This move, how like Zhang Yue unexpectedly knocked down the woman in purple.

Zhang Yue didn't have time to think about countermeasures, instinctively when he fell and touched the ground, he took the lead in supporting the ground with both hands, arching his waist into a bridge-shaped, and at the same time exerting force between his waist and abdomen, his legs and throwing him straight up, and throwing him into the air together with He Fang, who was holding his legs.

This countermeasure can be said to have instantly turned into a fall of oneself and a fall over. He Fang also had a countermeasure when he was thrown into the air, he freed up one hand in the air and grabbed Zhang Yue's waistband, and then at the moment he landed, he used his arms to try to throw Zhang Yue out.

And Zhang Yue didn't let him succeed, and he also hugged He Fang's waist at the moment when He Fang landed. He Fang threw it out, along with himself.

Naturally, he couldn't throw out his own, so the two of them grabbed each other and landed on the ground. Zhang Yue landed on his face, and he landed on his back.

After hitting the ground, the two twisted into a ball again. He Fang rolled up his lower body like a shrimp, and then rode on Zhang Yue's neck above Cong, but the ride was not "real", because Zhang Yue was still holding his waist with his backhand.

The two of them used force at the same time, trying to break free from each other, and then "locking" each other.

However, the posture of both of them was very awkward, and they couldn't exert their strength properly.

As a result, the two of them became a tire, constantly tumbling and tumbling on the ground, and between the gaps, the two kept their hands and feet free, trying to find a suitable power point.

Suddenly, the two gave each other a look in the entanglement, and they separated.

He Fang gasped, "I lost." ”

Zhang Yue was puzzled, "The battle is not over yet. ”