"Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host, get a warm reminder: if you successfully enter the Cangyue Pavilion, you will get a ranged killing weapon."

“……”

"Ranged kill weapons?"

Hearing the sound of the system, Mu Futian was slightly shocked.

You know, this is in another world, and the most weapons are swords, guns, swords, halberds, and so on.

Even if they can travel farther, they are only a few weapons such as bows and crossbows.

Moreover, the farther away these weapons are, the lower the damage.

It's nowhere near the effect of a one-hit kill.

"Forget it, I don't guess, as long as you enter the Cangyue Pavilion, then you will know?"

Shaking his head, Mu Futian didn't think much about it anymore.

Then, he discerned the direction and strode forward.

……

Today is the enrollment day of Cangyue Pavilion every three years, and the streets are bustling and lively.

Mu Futian passed through it, and soon came to the foot of a towering green mountain.

On the top of the green mountain, there is the Cangyue Pavilion that is famous throughout Cangyue City, with magnificent architecture and lofty status.

The people who passed by all looked at Cangyue Pavilion with adoring eyes.

Cangyue Pavilion is not allowed by ordinary people.

The venue for the enrollment assessment is a wide martial arts training ground at the foot of the green mountain.

Only the monks who participated in the examination were allowed to enter, and the others could only watch from the outside.

The surrounding area is bustling, and at least a thousand people can be swept away.

The number of monks who participated in the assessment has reached 100.

"I can't imagine that there are so many people."

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders and immediately strode into the field.

"Huh?"

"Look, isn't that the famous innate lifeless waste wood in Cangyue City?"

"Yes, yes, it's him, I know him, his name is Mu Futian."

"What's the situation? Wasn't he killed by his father and sent as a tribute? How is it still alive? ”

"Maybe it's too wasteful, and the temple doesn't need it."

"Hahaha."

Many young people in Cangyue City are discussing each other.

Their voices were very loud, without the slightest scruples, and they didn't take Mu Futian in their eyes at all.

When Mu Futian heard this, he seemed to have never heard it, and walked straight to a corner.

A group of beam-jumping clowns, why should he bother?

"Boy, get down here, this is not a waste of wood like you!"

Seeing Mu Futian's cold and disdainful face, the prince rushed out first and said coldly.

He is the second son of the head of the Wang family, and he is extremely talented, and he has been given high hopes in this enrollment assessment.

However, despite this, Mu Futian remained unmoved.

Who is the waste wood, time will tell.

"Boy, master, I told you to get out, you kind of waste wood, don't lower our grade!"

The prince has a little talent, and his temper has always been quite hot.

Everyone stared at Mu Futian with a look of amusement.

Obviously, they wanted to see the joke.

"Cangyue Pavilion is your home?"

was drunk so coldly in front of him twice, how could Mu Futian, who was strong in blood, endure it?

When even a sentence was replied.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Obviously, they didn't expect Mu Futian, who had always been timid and fearful, to dare to talk back to the prince.

"There is a kind of kid, when the assessment is over, I want you to look good!"

Glancing at the few people who appeared backstage, Wang Zichong sneered, and then ignored it.

Mu Futian also looked, but saw that there were three people there.

To his surprise, Su Ming, the guardian elder of the Temple of the Gods, was impressively listed.

Moreover, it is still standing in the middle.

As for the other two, they must be the high-level of Cangyue Pavilion.

The two of them smiled flatteringly.

"Elder Su is here, we are not welcome, please understand. I'll go and inform the Pavilion Master. ”

One of them clenched his fists and spoke.

"Deacon Ye is too polite, there is no need to alarm the pavilion master, I just want to take a look when I have nothing to do."

Su Ming smiled and waved his hand, and continued: "Without further ado, let's start the assessment as soon as possible." ”

When Deacon Ye heard this, he hesitated slightly, but finally announced that the assessment had begun.

In his heart, he was still muttering:

'What kind of wind is it that blows the Elder of the Temple Protector, who is rarely seen in ordinary times? ’

'Could it be that this time in the admissions assessment, what are the amazing talents? ’

……

"Boom!"

The gong sounded, and the enrollment assessment officially began!

The person in charge of this assessment is another high-level executive, Qin Ming.

"Cangyue Pavilion's enrollment assessment rules, everyone must have heard of it, whoever is selected by the 'Mirror of the Chosen One' will be able to enter Cangyue Pavilion."

"Of course, when you enter Cangyue Pavilion, it is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and it will be distinguished according to the momentum caused."

"Do you understand?"

Qin Ming's eyes swept over each contestant like electricity, and he said in a deep voice.

"Got it!"

Nearly 200 contestants shouted in unison, as if the entire sky was about to be shattered.

"Okay, please consciously queue up, don't crowd, come one by one."

After speaking, Qin Ming flicked his fingers, and even took out a small mirror out of thin air from his ring.

"Go!"

The small mirror was thrown into the void above, and even if it was head-on, it skyrocketed.

When it skyrocketed to more than ten zhang, it stopped.

Many people looked at the scene in front of them and exclaimed in surprise.

Under that mirror, you can faintly see some vague light, which is extremely magical.

"Is this the Mirror of the Chosen? How do you look like a time machine? ”

Mu Futian teased in his heart.

The first contestant quickly walked up.

Since he was the first, it could be seen that he was still a little nervous.

"Walk into the Mirror of the Chosen and stand for three seconds!"

Qin Ming ordered.

The contestant did so.

However.

Three seconds passed, and the mirror did not react at all, and there was silence.

"Elimination, next!"

Qin Ming announced.

"What?"

"Is this a knock-out?"

There was an uproar all around.

The contestant walked out of it with a dejected face.

Then.

The second contestant came on, but there was no movement either, and he was eliminated!

The third contestant came on the field, and the result was the same, elimination!

Fourth, elimination!

Fifth place, elimination!

Just when many people think that the 'Mirror of the Chosen One' is broken.

It wasn't until the sixth contestant came on the field that the 'Chosen Mirror' in the field finally showed signs of shaking.

"Buzz~Buzz~"

A low humming sound sounded.

However, the voice only shook for a few seconds before it returned to its original state.

"Pass the level and enter the ninth rank of Cangyue Pavilion!"

Qin Ming nodded and spoke.

"Yay!"

The contestant let out a cheer of excitement.

His strength was only the Triple Heaven of the Spiritual Qi Realm, and it was much worse than the previous ones.

But in the end, only he entered the Cangyue Pavilion.

Even though it was only the lowest ninth class, he was very satisfied.