This was the first time Yin Tiancheng had seen Xuanyang Zhenren, the sect master of the Flying Feather Sect looked pale and a little sickly.

But when he was observing Yin Tiancheng, there was an inadvertent flash of light between his eyes.

This made Yin Tiancheng realize that he was good at hiding his strength, and his cultivation was likely to be above the grumpy Qingyun.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed, when he came into contact with Qingyun just now, he had copied many spells without the other party knowing.

Later, if there is a chance to copy this sect master's spell, then this trip can be perfectly ended.

Seeing that Uncle Shi was coming, Xuanyang didn't dare to hold it up, so he directly gave up his seat to Huayangzi.

When he turned around to sit on the side to accompany his uncle, he saw Yin Tiancheng sitting on the chair with a big grin, and he didn't mean to be humble at all.

“......”

Everyone was stunned, although everyone did not doubt Yin Tiancheng's super strength, but after all, he was a guest, and he was young, so it would be too rude to do so.

Xuanyang was also stunned, in his opinion, no matter how powerful this young man is, how deep his friendship with his uncle is, he will not be so presumptuous in front of everyone, right?

He is the head of a sect anyway, and he clearly has contempt for doing so.

Xuanyang frowned, but seeing that Uncle Shi had already talked cordially with Yin Tiancheng, he had to calm down and sit down on the other side of Huayangzi.

In fact, the people in Feiyumen all misunderstood Yin Tiancheng, this time it was not that he was pretending to be forced, but that he had other plans in his heart.

He wanted to take advantage of the close contact with Hua Yangzi to copy all the spells of this old guy.

When he felt that the atmosphere at the scene was a little weird, he realized that he had gone too far, and he could only pretend not to see it and chat with Huayangzi to divert his attention.

"Senior, the ring is empty, why is there no one to compete?"

Before Hua Yangzi could answer, Qingyun was already puffing up and said, "It started a long time ago, and it's not because you delayed time!"

Hua Yangzi immediately shouted: "Qingyun, be polite to the guests! didn't you listen to what I just said?"

Qingyun was choked silent, and Xuanyang saw that the faces of both sides were a little embarrassed, and quickly got up and announced that the assessment competition was now going on.

"Knock! knock!"

The loud drums immediately sounded, and the next moment, the audience was silent, and everyone's eyes were on the three rings.

Facing Yin Tiancheng's main ring, there were already two burly Feiyu Sect disciples standing, and after saluting each other, they launched a fierce attack on each other.

The fight between the two cannot be said to be unexciting, nor can it be said that they did not do their best, but the battle is not over yet, Yin Tiancheng frowned.

He found that these two people were just new disciples who had just entered the door, and in terms of strength, they were not much stronger than Zixuan's group that he had met in the mountains before.

Turning his attention to other rings, the situation was the same, all of them were lowly disciples fighting to the death on the stage, hoping to defeat the opponent and advance to the next competition.

Yin Tiancheng couldn't help but secretly said: "Is it possible that the talents of the Flying Feather Sect are withering, except for the past few senior brothers who Ren Ping said a little, everyone else is some waste material?"

The same is true for watching six or seven games in a row, Yin Tiancheng was disappointed, and it was impossible to expect to learn about the new spell of the Flying Feather Gate through the competition.

He was so bored that he yawned.

Hua Yangzi saw him so tired, so he smiled and said, "If Brother Yin is sleepy, please go back to the guest room to rest first, and then go to Lao Yu's place tomorrow to drink tea and chat." ”

Yin Tiancheng said with a smile: "I was very energetic, but the competition on the stage was very disappointing, so it was better not to watch it." Dare to ask the seniors, are there not many talented disciples in the Flying Feather Sect?"

Everyone groaned and did not answer, Yin Tiancheng's words were indeed a little hurtful, but with the strong strength he showed, everyone knew that he was definitely qualified to say such things.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart, but Qingyun's face is ugly at this moment.

If you want to say that there are new talented disciples who have been recruited recently, you can't say no, but Chu Fangxiong, who has high hopes, actually said goodbye, and this matter has become a joke in the mouths of others.

Yin Tiancheng suddenly asked if there was a cultivation wizard in Feiyumen at this time, wasn't this clearly aimed at him, what he said on purpose?

Qingyun forcibly suppressed his anger and explained to him: "The biennial assessment competition is for newcomers who have not been in the door for more than three years, and they don't even have the ability to transform qi into shape, of course they can't get into your eyes. ”

Yin Tiancheng knew that the assessment competition was for the selection of newcomers, and he knew that this was the case, so I wouldn't waste time sitting here.

So he casually asked, "If a disciple can't pass the assessment, isn't it very likely that his next competition will exceed the three-year period, and thus lose the opportunity to compete in the assessment?"

"That's not necessarily, the eliminated disciples who want to participate in the next competition must obtain the consent of the master, and at the same time, they will be eligible to register after passing the sect master's inspection. ”

Yin Tiancheng asked strangely: "Why is there such a cumbersome procedure?"

"Brother Yin, you don't know, this is a reflection of my Feiyu Sect's love for my disciples. ”

This time, it was Hua Yangzi who explained to him with a smile: "The competition is a real battle with real swords and guns, but some disciples are not born to cultivate this material, and if they don't do it, they will be seriously injured or even lose their lives." Therefore, the pre-competition assessment is very necessary, which can remove some waste materials that are not strong enough to qualify, so as to reduce unnecessary casualties. ”

"I see. ”

Yin Tiancheng nodded and responded: "I said why didn't I see the apprentices of Qingyun Daoist participating in the assessment competition today, it turns out that they are all waste materials." ”

Qingyun's face was even more ugly, this was clearly a naked mockery of himself, and when he was about to have an uncontrollable emotional attack, Xuanyang lost no time in opening his mouth to relieve the siege for his junior brother.

"Lord Yin, in fact, there is also a famous apprentice in Qingyun who participated in the assessment competition today, and now he is competing on the stage. ”

"Oh, so what ring did he play in?"

When he said this, Yin Tiancheng was secretly laughing, remembering the scene when several apprentices of Qingyun who bullied Nangong Yan that day were frightened by himself, and he didn't believe that any of these people could advance smoothly.

Following Xuanyang's fingers, Yin Tiancheng saw that there were two young men in the ring on the left, who were indistinguishable.

Just after a few glances, Yin Tiancheng snorted and laughed, and the tea in his mouth was almost squirting out.

It turned out that the Qingyun apprentice who participated in the competition on the stage was actually a coward who took the lead in jumping to the tree that day, and then ran away.

Yin Tiancheng smiled and said to Qingyun: "In my opinion, it is very difficult for this disciple of yours to pass the test." ”

Seeing Yin Tiancheng targeting himself again and again, Qingyun immediately asked angrily, "Why do you say that my apprentice can't win?"

"Don't look at the current opponent who seems to only have the ability to parry and have no power to fight back, but although your apprentice's attack speed is fast, it is fast and inaccurate, and it has no lethality. ”

Everyone was speechless for a while, because what Yin Tiancheng said was not wrong at all, and directly pointed out the shortcomings of this disciple.

Qingyun replied with a stiff neck: "They can't turn qi into shape, just compare fists and feet, and the speed can tell the winner and loser." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Yin Tiancheng shook his head and said: "Your apprentice has not been able to cause substantial damage to the other party so far, and if you continue to fight, it will be easy to expose your own weaknesses, and the situation is a little bad." ”

Now as long as you look at other people's fight scenes, the moves performed by both sides are in slow motion in Yin Tiancheng's eyes.

He naturally saw it more clearly than the people of Feiyumen, so he had the confidence to say this.

Next, as if to confirm Yin Tiancheng's words, Qingyun's apprentice revealed a flaw when attacking.

The disciple on the opposite side didn't waste this great opportunity, and hurriedly punched him at the vital point, and the apprentice had no time to block or retreat.

Yin Tiancheng suddenly laughed proudly, but before he could cast a confident gaze at Qingyun, his hand couldn't help shaking, and the tea in the cup was almost spilled on his body.

On the contrary, Qingyun was relieved, laughed hehehe, and said sarcastically: "It seems that what you said is not right." ”

Yin Tiancheng was speechless, and this time it was his turn to look embarrassed.

It turned out that when Qingyun's apprentice was in a predicament, he actually withdrew his hand and returned to the defense at an incredibly fast speed, directly grabbed the fist that was about to attack him, and then he twisted hard, and flew up at the moment when the opponent screamed in pain, kicking the opponent to the ground.

According to the rules of the game, whoever falls to the ground first is the loser, and Qingyun's apprentice undoubtedly won the game.

At this time, most people at the scene were thinking: "Although Yin Tiancheng is good at spells, he is a young man with little experience after all, so he pretended to be overdone and was slapped in the face by reality." ”

But where do you know that the reason why Yin Tiancheng was shocked was not that he said a big thing, but that he saw something that others didn't notice, or that he noticed it.

From the slow motion just now, Yin Tiancheng saw the hand of Qingyun's apprentice who was back on defense, and at the moment when he was about to touch the opponent's fist, a knife-like fire suddenly burst out from his palm!

Although it was a flash of the day, so fast that most people couldn't notice it, it was enough to make the opponent's punch speed stagnate, thus buying himself time to grab his opponent's fist smoothly and kick him to the ground.

This made Yin Tiancheng realize that Qingyun's apprentice was hiding his strength, and since he didn't know much about cultivation, he couldn't judge this guy's true cultivation at the moment.

But he knew very well in his heart that this disciple of the Flying Feather Sect, who looked as timid as a mouse on the surface, was actually a hidden cultivation master.

Even if he is not a master, at least he can use the transformation qi to form it skillfully, which is far from being comparable to a straw bag like Zixuan!

But why didn't this guy knock down the opponent cleanly as soon as he came on the court, but deliberately grinded for a long time to win the game with a thrilling appearance?

Yin Tiancheng was born in this bowl of rice, and after seeing the strangeness at a glance, his eyes have become cold.