Although Deacon Zhou was surprised, he didn't have any other ideas except for being a little jealous of Zichen, let alone getting to the bottom of it, only praised Zichen a few words, and encouraged Zichen to continue to work hard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a few modest words, Zichen said goodbye to Deacon Zhou and left the Yuanqi Courtyard.

Zichen walked all the way, but suddenly saw a fat figure flashing on the road. Zichen recognized this figure as a little fat man, and couldn't help shouting: "Bug!"

The fat figure shuddered, but stopped and turned around.

"Brother Dust......"

The little fat man said hello as usual, but he was secretive about his face.

Zichen's brows froze, and in confusion, he directly pulled away the little fat man's palm, and then the whole person was taken aback, and he couldn't even speak-because the image of the little fat man at this time was too miserable!

The chubby head and nose are blue and the face is swollen, and even the eyes can clearly see the swollen black circles, the little fat man has obviously been beaten violently, and he is ruthless!

"Bugs, what's going on?"

After Zichen was shocked, he faintly understood, and the anger in his heart was already burning.

The little fat man hurriedly said, "Yes...... I fell on my own......"

Zichen had already vaguely guessed what was going on, a burst of anger erupted in his heart, flames burst out in his eyes, and he said coldly: "It's Qiu's hand, right?"

Seeing Zichen's terrifying appearance, the little fat man was also startled, and hurriedly said, "Brother Chen, I'm ...... I'm not seriously injured, and when Elder Mu returns to the training camp in two days, let her treat her with the Mu Xing Spell, and it's almost over......"

The little fat man's words were tantamount to admitting the hand that Qiu put down, Zichen angrily raised his hand to interrupt the little fat man's words, and said loudly: "Worm, don't worry, I will get justice for you!"

The little fat man was anxious, and hurriedly said: "No, no, Brother Chen, Qiu Fang is not an ordinary person, you better stop messing with him." In addition, you don't have to go to the assessment tomorrow, Qiu Fang has already let it out, I want you to look good......"

Hearing the little fat man's words, Zichen raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "It just so happens that I will also make him look good!"

"Brother Dust......"

Thinking of the terrible hatred, the little fat man still wanted to persuade him.

Zichen patted the little fat man on the shoulder, interrupted the little fat man's words, and said: "If Qiu Fang attacks me, I will take it, but he attacks you, just by virtue of this, I will not let him go no matter what!"

Zichen was so confident and righteous that the little fat man was stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but he was also quite moved.

On the second day, the annual Registered Disciple Assessment Test of the Iron Sword Gate Training Camp began.

The wind and the sun were beautiful, the sky was clear, and the weather was rare and good, and on the test square, the registered disciples of the training camp were neatly arranged in a phalanx and stood around the test square.

Elders and deacons, such as Elder Sun, who presided over the test, sat or stood on the rostrum.

The Iron Sword Gate is worthy of being one of the top sects in the Great Wilderness, with extremely strong power and financial resources, just the test monument standing in the middle of the test square is not something that ordinary forces can afford, and it is said to be worth more than 100,000 gold yuan.

At this moment, Zichen quietly mixed in the queue, not chatting with each other about some topics like other disciples.

As Zichen expected, the crowd suddenly split, Qiu Fang's underbeaten face appeared, and with Qiu Fuyun and a few others, he strode in front of Zichen.

Qiu Fang looked at Zichen, he didn't smile, he looked like he was eating Zichen, and sneered, "Hmph! Okay, very good! You dare to take the assessment test, don't think about standing and leaving the square today!"

Zichen glanced at Qiu Fang coldly, and said word by word: "Remember my words, in this year's assessment, I will not let you enter the outer gate of the Iron Sword Gate!"

Qiu Fang was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, believing Zichen's cruel words at all, so he naturally didn't take it to heart, and threw down a sentence: "Let's see!" swaggered away with the people.

On the podium, the elders and deacons talked to each other and expressed their views on the test. Especially the two geniuses of the training camp, Liu Zang and Wu Haoran, are the biggest topics they discuss.

"It stands to reason that Wu Haoran and Liu Zang should have returned to the training camp yesterday, why haven't they appeared yet?

On the chairman, one of the elders looked at the sun and couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"Probably not, this training camp assessment is such an important thing, it is directly related to whether they can enter the outer gate, and they can distinguish the weight!"

"But I don't know which of the two is better in this assessment? The training camp hasn't had a situation of two heroes competing for hegemony for a long time......"

"I'm more optimistic about Wu Haoran, that kid was already a third-order cultivator last year, and he will definitely be able to go further this year, and there is no difficulty in breaking through to the fourth-order. This kind of cultivation has even surpassed many disciples of the outer sect......"

"Hehe, Wu Haoran can certainly break through, can't Liu Zang? Don't forget, Liu Zang also reached the third order last year, and one year is enough time for him to break through in his cultivation! I'm optimistic about Liu Zang!"

......

The elders and the deacons were talking and talking, but because of the dispute between Liu Zang and Wu Haoran, they began to argue and quarrel, and when they got to the back, they even blushed and had thick necks, and they didn't give in to each other. Of course, there are also a few elders and deacons who are not talkative, and wait in silence.

I don't know when, suddenly an elder said, "Two boys are here!"

Before the elder's voice fell, two long howls suddenly sounded outside the tall walls of the test square. The two long howls were made by the vibration of the Yuan Force in the body, obviously competing with each other, and the sound was loud and long-lasting, full of stamina, endless, fully showing the strength of the voice owner.

In the midst of the whistling, two figures easily crossed the wall like arrows breaking through the air.

One of the figures, dressed in white, handsome, gestured with ease and confidence;

The other figure was dressed in gray, tall and ordinary, but the strong and sturdy figure and gloomy triangular monsters gave people a sense of cold oppression.

These two figures were like electricity, almost walking side by side, competing with each other to fly past the children of the Zi family in the queue, heading towards the rostrum.

"Wow, here, here, the two geniuses of the training camp appeared at the same time!"

"The two of them seem to be competitive! I wonder who is better?"

"It is said that these two went out to practice last year and have been going on until now. It's been a long time since I've seen them, and they seem to be stronger again!"

......

The appearance of Liu Zang and Wu Haoran suddenly exploded in the crowd as if water had entered boiling oil, and every registered disciple, regardless of gender, was talking excitedly, and the mood was lively. Most of the male disciples showed admiration, while many of the female disciples blushed slightly and showed admiration on their faces.