Chapter Twenty-Eight: Want to Fight?
The rosewood workbench in the center of this is the application review office of the staff of Tongbao Fang.
Fortunately, although the queue is quite long, the speed of progress is quite fast, but it is only an hour, and it is Zeng Yihao's turn...... In front of him is a young man in a sky blue suit.
And Zeng Yihao also looked at this audit office with interest.
The five-meter-long and one-meter-wide workbench is made entirely of rosewood wood, with a bright crimson table top that looks ancient and luxurious, and two young men dressed in uniform brown and yellow Xuanshi uniforms have a kind smile on their faces, speak short but polite, and move quickly and beautifully. One of the two is responsible for registering and collecting money, and the other is responsible for testing, and they cooperate very well.
The test of Xuan Qi cultivation is very simple, the subject puts the palm of his hand close to a force measuring column behind this workbench, and the result can be obtained when the Xuan Qi is touched to reach the corresponding strength, and the bone age is a jade machine that emits a faint blue light and sweeps the whole body of the subject to quickly conclude that the whole process will not exceed 5 breaths.
What is more interesting is the oral ability test, the test subject only has one chance to read out the words written on a piece of paper given by the main test workshop at a certain speed, and the pronunciation is required to be clear and fluent, and there must be no mistakes. There are more than 50 pages of different content, and every time an applicant is changed, a smooth passage will be changed, so that latecomers will not have the opportunity to listen to the content of the pre-test test and then familiarize themselves with the cheating first.
At least two-thirds of the people in this level are brushed. And because the test subject is always too nervous and makes mistakes, the team will laugh at it from time to time.
One of the shopkeepers, who had a silver wood carved dragon hairpin diagonally inserted into his bun, took the initiative to greet Zeng Yihao gently: "Little brother, are you appreciating treasures or inquiring?" You're lucky today, there aren't a few people, so you don't have to wait long. ”
The tone was very kind, and there was no contempt for Zeng Yihao's slightly shabby clothes.
Zeng Yihao suddenly had a good impression of him, and asked instead of answering: "Why didn't you ask me if I came to join you?"
The dragon hairpin workshop staff was stunned for a moment, but they were immediately happy, and said very implicitly: "If you want to join, come back in a few years!"
Zeng Yihao blinked: "The assessment is difficult?"
The dragon hairpin workshop member was surprised by his boldness, but still patiently replied: "Not every sixth-order Xuan disciple can pass. Although the first time is free, the next few assessments are very expensive, little brother, it's not too late for you to practice for a few more years. ”
At this time, another workshop member had already registered the information of the sky-blue power-suited teenager in front of Zeng Yihao, and was making a test jade piece, and the dragon hairpin workshop staff was busy leading the sky-blue power-suited boy to measure his cultivation and bone age and speech on the force measuring column, and soon smiled: "Okay, Zhao Huichuan, your age, cultivation and expression ability have reached the standard of this workshop, and now you can go to the second floor to continue the test, good luck!"
"Thank you, two seniors!" The young man thanked him calmly, glanced back at Zeng Yihao, and saw that he was only a fourth-order Xuan disciple, his eyes were a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, and turned to the stairs on the second floor with the jade tablet.
"Zhao Huichuan?'s name is very similar to Zhao Huizhao, is it a brother?" The young man looked back, Zeng Yihao felt that his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zhao Huizhao, and secretly guessed.
But he didn't have to think about it much, the dragon hairpin workshop staff had already smiled and looked behind him: "Little brother, if you are just curious to take a look, let you let you test first." ”
Zeng Yihao turned his head and smiled. In just a few breaths, there were four young sixth-order Xuantu teenagers lined up behind him, all of them excited and nervous, but when their eyes fell on him, they showed a little contempt.
Among them, a young man in Chinese clothes, who was separated from him by a little pride between his eyebrows and eyes, and looked about seventeen years old, saw that Zeng Yihao did not react, so he urged very impatiently: "Hey, you are only a fourth-order Xuan disciple, and you can't apply now, what are you doing here?" Get out of the way!"
"Yes!" The other three teenagers also echoed: "What are the fourth-order Xuan disciples doing here? Don't think that this senior's attitude is good, you are grinding here!"
Zeng Yihao was about to speak, when a tall sixth-order Xuantu young man in his twenties walked into the door, and when he saw him, he blurted out in amazement: "Zeng Yihao, why are you here?"
This young man is the cousin Xu Yulin that Shu Huizhi said earlier.
Zeng Yihao was not surprised: "Brother Xu, you just came?"
Before Xu Yulin could speak, the young man in Chinese clothes who had urged Zeng Yihao before was unexpectedly stunned: "What, you are Zeng Yihao, the waste of the eight-grade qualification?"
After being stunned, the young man in gorgeous clothes immediately shouted unceremoniously: "Hey, Zeng waste, your family has no money, no treasure, and your cultivation is not enough, what are you doing here?"
"Ah? He's the one who has been practicing for nearly ten years and is still just a third-order Xuanjun?" A yellow-shirted young man lined up behind the young man in Chinese clothes didn't believe it: "Impossible, right? Is it the same name and surname? That waste is notoriously timid, but he is very verbose! And that waste is a third-order, but he is a fourth-order. ”
"Wang Zhi, don't talk nonsense!" Xu Yulin recognized the young man in Huayi, and immediately hugged Zeng Yihao: "Xiao Hao is not a waste! His cultivation has not broken through because he has to lay a good foundation!"
Zeng Yihao was very satisfied with Xu Yulin's attitude, and secretly said that this person was still a little righteous, and he could have more contacts in the future.
You can't let others take the lead in your own affairs, so Zeng Yihao is very confident: "That's right, someone used to call me a waste! But not in the future!"
"Ah, is he really that waste?" the yellow-shirted boy was stunned.
Xu Yulin was also a little surprised by Zeng Yihao's changes, his eyes lit up, and he was a little more surprised, but then he shook his head disapprovingly: "Xiao Hao, you shouldn't have come here so early! Your cultivation is less than a sixth-order mystic, they won't give you a test!" and then pointed at Wang Zhi: "You know Zhao Huizhao, the number one young genius in our city, right? Wang Zhi's mother is Zhao Huizhao's cousin." It was because of this relationship that their Wang family built the third horse shop in the city. His cultivation was all made of elixirs and spirit cores! Moreover, he was still a seventh-rank qualification, but he only broke through to the sixth-order when he was seventeen years old last year. ”
"I know he must want to see how we test it first, and then he can do it later. It's quite beautiful to think about, but it's a pity that the real test is not here, and it's a waste of effort!" The yellow-shirted young man immediately said contemptuously: "Little waste, it's up to you, you can't see it for a hundred years here! I think you should go back and hurry up your cultivation." Although you are now a fourth-order mystic disciple, and you are only two steps away from the sixth-order, these two steps are not something that can be crossed by a step, and it may take a few more years......"
Between these words, there is a sense of superiority, and it seems that the qualifications should not be bad.
"Hmph, joke! With him?" Wang Zhi immediately snorted disdainfully: "Tongbaofang requires that a sixth-order Xuanji under the age of 20 have the opportunity to enter the outer fang, although he is only fourteen years old now, but I dare to pack a ticket, with his Wu surname and his qualifications, there is absolutely no way to break through to the sixth-order Xuanji before the age of twenty!"
Xu Yulin frowned, and once again helped Zeng Yihao: "Wang Zhi, you are wrong, Uncle Zeng used to be a Xuan Master, and he is well-informed, and he will definitely find a way to help Xiao Hao improve his cultivation to a sixth-order Xuan disciple within six years!"
"Cut! What six years? His father's poisonous injuries are also well-known in our Kuaixian City, and he won't get better for more than ten years, and it's hard to say whether he can live until six years later!" Wang Zhi flicked his sleeves in disgust: "I said Zeng waste, don't pestle here anymore, get out of the way, don't delay our test!"
It seems that if it weren't for the strict prohibition of private fights in Tongbao Fang, Wang Zhi would even use his hands to drive him away.
He actually said that his father might not live to six years later?
Zeng Yihao didn't care about the ridicule of these teenagers, but at this time, he was annoyed, his face quickly sank, and he said lightly: "Joke, don't say that you are dead, even if your son is dead, your grandson is dead, and my father is also alive and well!
Xu Yulin was stunned for his coldness and toughness.
"What? What do you say? Do you say it again?" Wang Zhi also didn't expect Zeng Yihao to contradict himself so directly, and after being stunned for a while, he immediately became annoyed, and pointed at Zeng Yihao's nose and warned with a fierce light in his eyes.
"I said that you don't have my father's lifespan, and you can't pass the test! Unconvinced? Want to fight? Come on!" Zeng Yihao Even if he threatened him, he immediately [***] pushed back again, and at the same time rolled up his sleeves and silently lucked his Xuanqi: "Don't think that if you are a sixth-order Xuanzhi, I am afraid of you!"
Nima, Lao Tzu fell from such a dangerous "Baizhang death", his arm was not broken, and his internal organs were at most a little bloody, could you still take Lao Tzu's life as a mere sixth-order mysticist?
"You ......!" Unexpectedly, Zeng Yihao, who had always been cowardly in the rumor, dared to take the initiative to call war against him, Wang Zhi was immediately stunned, and even doubted whether he had heard it wrong, and turned his head to the yellow-shirted young man for verification: "Liu Neng, I heard it right, ......right? He actually challenged me? haha...... Ha ha...... Isn't his brain in water, impatient to live, and asking for his own death?"
The yellow-shirted boy was equally stunned. If Zeng Yihao's attitude was tough before, it was just a battle of words, anyone could, anyway, it was just scolding, and it didn't hurt his muscles or move his bones. But right now, that's really going to do it! No matter how powerful Zeng Yihao is, he is only a fourth-order mystical disciple, where can he beat a friend of a sixth-order prostitute?
However, before the yellow-shirted young man spoke, there was a "snap", and the hairpin workshop member had quickly slapped his face on the hard rosewood tabletop, and the sound resounded throughout the entire hall, which suddenly shocked everyone's hearts, and the entire hall was also quiet, and no one dared to squeak again.
He had been smiling at people before, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but he didn't expect to have a strong face at this moment.
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