When the first rays of sunlight fell on the mountains in the morning, Leng Yi had already appeared in front of the main hall of the outer disciple assessment.

Because it was too early, the elder in charge of the assessment did not arrive, so he stood quietly at the foot of the steps and waited.

Every day, there are eighteen peak miscellaneous servants who feel that they have reached two thousand catties of strength and come here for assessment.

Eighteen peaks miscellaneous servants, there are 100,000 people.

They are all geniuses of the three major dynasties under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Sect and each family.

Hundreds of people gathered outside the door and waited together.

"Oh, who is standing in the first place? Holding a long sword and wearing fist gloves, is it to serve the true disciples? What a feeling of being awesome!"

"Don't talk nonsense, he is the miscellaneous servant of the outermost green peak, the king steward who killed them yesterday, and he came to the assessment today!"

"What's the matter, we are serving the true disciples of Ziyun Peak. I should be the first to go in and take the test!"

"I've got 2,300 pounds of strength, and I haven't been in the outer door, just to get some more oil and water. He had to be behind me. ”

Leng Qiu couldn't help frowning when he heard their argument.

In the Ancient Continent, there is no shortage of battles anywhere.

It's just a group of low-level handymen who serve others, what's there to fight for!

He was speechless.

During the discussion, a beautiful woman in a long red dress, led by two stout men, parted the crowd and walked towards the first position.

"Boy, we're in a hurry, you go to the back and line up!"

The rough voice instantly attracted everyone's attention, and even the assessment disciples who had just arrived couldn't help but look at it.

It is extremely rare to be able to take a servant without going through a miscellaneous service.

It must have come from an extraordinary background!

"Fan Saihua, the ninth princess of the Dongying Dynasty, is said to have a strength of four thousand catties, and she has to enter the outer gate directly when she comes here!"

"You don't know, her seventh brother Fan Gang is in the top ten among the inner disciples, which is very terrifying!"

"This is nothing, her fifth brother Fan Zhen is a true disciple and is training outside. It's said that the strength is super strong, it's not something we can understand!"

Someone is well-informed and knows that the ninth princess is not simple, so he whispers about it.

Leng Qiu heard it, but he was not afraid, he slowly turned around, swept past the three people, and turned his head to look ahead again.

"Huh, this kid is so crazy, dare to ignore Fan Saihua?"

"I think that if I kill the steward, I will be bullish! I don't know how many pounds and taels I have, and I am looking for death!"

When many handymen saw Leng Qiu's performance, their expressions changed greatly, and they watched a good show.

In the Dongying Dynasty, even Qingyun Sect needs to give a few thin noodles, not to mention that Fan Saihua's brothers are all masters.

To despise her so much is to find death!

"Boy, you really don't have long eyes, our ninth princess is in the first place, do you dare to obey?"

One of them, a big man in a brocade robe, had a hideous face and scolded coldly.

"Get out!"

Leng Qiu stood here for half an hour, and the fatigue of the night was almost gone, and the injuries on his body healed.

is not afraid of the so-called Nine Princesses at all, even if she has a powerful brother.

He has enough confidence to deal with all crises.

In one day, from the verge of death to having 6,150 pounds of strength, who can reach it?

As long as there is enough time, Leng Qiu doesn't even care about the Qingyun Sect Master, let alone a true disciple!

If even Fan Saihua, an outer disciple, is afraid, what achievements can he have in the future?

What's more, he is not a person of this world, everything is self-centered, freewheeling, and fearless.

"Damn, we didn't hear it wrong, did we?

"It's just a handyman, I may not know who the ninth princess is, she deserves to die!"

There are many miscellaneous servants in the back, thinking that he will die, and he will die a miserable death!

"Boy, dare to provoke me, wait for me!

The big man was furious, stepped forward, and yelled!

Everywhere they go, they are the focus of attention, and everyone is in awe!

Even the elders of the Qingyun Sect must be respected! Now that a mere miscellaneous servant does not give face, he must be taught a lesson.

The big hand waved, turned into an iron fist, and swung it fiercely.

The space exploded again and again, like a bowl, smashing into Leng Qiuhou's heart.

"Now, he's dead!"

The miscellaneous servants shook their heads with disdain on their faces, with a strength of more than a thousand catties, even the outer disciples did not dare to resist.

"Whew!"

However, Dahan's punch missed!

Leng Qiu was like a ghost, sticking to his side, his eyes shining.

"Get out!"

One punch!

There was no sound of the wind, no movement, and it fell on the chest of the big man.

"Click!

The sternum instantly recessed in and protruded from the back, which looked very strange.

The whole body, as if it had been hit by a brute beast, flew ten meters away, and a large mouthful of blood flew in the air.

The three attribute light balls rolled down and were calmly caught by him.

"Strength +200, Qi and Blood +220, Agility +22!"

Leng Qiu looked at the other big man with an expressionless face, and was so frightened that the man took two steps back, his face full of consternation.

"Shhhh

Many handymen took three steps back and gasped.

Looking at Leng Qiu like a monster.

Shoot and kill!

Cold-blooded and ruthless!

Wild!

Just killing a person gives the impression of horror.

"You are so daring, the one who killed me needs to pay the price!"

At this moment, the ninth princess Fan Saihua, who had been disdainful of speaking, exuded coercion from her body, her apricot eyes widened, and she scolded coldly.

The hands are clenched, and the murderous intent is pervasive, shrouded in Leng Qiu's body!

"Don't beep or die!"

She is powerful, beautiful, and the focus of people everywhere. But in Leng Qiu's eyes, he was just an enemy who threatened his life.

Enemy, only death!

Yesterday, he profoundly realized what it means to respect force.

As long as you have strength, killing is nothing!

The king steward killed him, and the elder slapped the dog's legs, which shows that the strong have no scruples!

In that case, then make a name for yourself!

"You want to die......"

Fan Saihua's delicate face instantly became gloomy.

She is a dignified ninth princess, and everywhere she goes, she is in the limelight, how can she allow others to trample on her dignity?

"At the beginning of the test, anyone who can play a thousand catties of strength can become an outer disciple! During the test, no force is allowed, and those who violate it will be killed!"

Just as Fan Saihua was about to start, Elder Gu Qingzhou, who was in charge of the investigation, heard a voice from inside the door.

The voice was muffled and hoarse, and it didn't seem to have woken up yet.

Leng Qiuli ignored her, turned around and walked towards the door.

The green shirt is fluttering, obviously the lowest slave clothing, but it wears the demeanor of a strong man!

The many handymen in the back, looking at the wicker sign of the green peak, were extremely dazzling.

Among the eighteen peaks, there is competition with each other, and the miscellaneous servants of the lowest peaks are the strongest at the moment.

No one dared to follow.

"The boulder in front, if you punch it, as long as it lights up, you are an outer disciple!"

The elder sitting in the main hall of the examination sat behind a carved dragon wooden table with a roster and a brush on it.

The two outer disciples behind him, wearing blue shirts, were responsible for distributing the outer disciples' clothes and belongings.

The elder's face was white, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and the smell of wine wafted from his body.

It was the outer disciples who spoke.

Leng Qiu didn't say much, walked straight to the boulder in the middle of the hall, and smashed his fist on it extremely casually.

Without looking, he turned to them.