Lin Fan hurriedly got up, took the money bag and prepared to rescue Zhuo Yilong, just about to go out, the door was kicked open, Zhuo Yilong was naked, and he found a straw mat out of nowhere. shook his big white ass and broke in.

As soon as he entered the house and saw Lin Fan, tears of anger flowed down, and he cursed: "Lin Fan, you brute, just run away by yourself, you should leave some money for me!" ”

I saw that Zhuo Yilong's face and body were covered with scratches, obviously he was caught by the woman, and the clothes on his body were also stripped away, although he felt a little self-blame in his heart, Lin Fan couldn't help but smile and bend over.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Lin Fan hurriedly said: "Big brother, I'm really sorry, something happened, I had to go first, don't worry, I'll go buy you clothes again, poof... Hahahaha! ”

As he spoke, Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh again, seeing Zhuo Yilong's murderous eyes, he quickly ran out by mistake, ready to buy him new clothes, and when he went out, Zhuo Yilong's butt was firmly kicked on his buttocks, and he stumbled.

After he brought back his clothes and changed them into Zhuo Yilong, Lingsha just came to the door, fortunately Lin Fan came back quickly, otherwise if Lingsha bumped into Zhuo Yilong, who was naked, he would not be able to wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Ling Shahu looked at the two suspiciously, and didn't speak for a long time, but Zhuo Yilong spoke first: "This must be my brother and sister, I said why are you in such a hurry." ”

"Nonsense, who is your brother and sister, the ghost can take a fancy to him." Ryosha subconsciously retorted, but for some reason there was a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of her mouth.

Lin Fan introduced the two to each other, and the three chatted in the house for a while, and when they saw that it was not early, they went downstairs to eat. The next day, they rested for another day, and on the day when the Huashan Sword Sect recruited disciples, the three of them took their luggage and went out early, ready to take the assessment.

When they arrived at the foot of Huashan Sword Sect Mountain, there was already a long queue at the registration office, not as many as Lin Fan imagined, but there were also thirty or forty people.

Twenty taels per person, these dozens of people have hundreds of taels of silver, which is faster than robbing money, Lin Fan painfully took out sixty taels of silver and handed it to the disciple of the Sword Sect who collected the money, he glanced left and right, and found that the Sword Sect did not seem to attach importance to the disciples recruited this time.

I didn't even have a decent elder, so I inquired, and the people who came to pick people were all inner disciples, and they really wronged themselves and others, a group of fools who spent money to grab the most inferior registered disciples.

But anyway, this is also the first step to get started, Lin Fan did not relax his vigilance because he was not taken seriously, he had to find a way to earn the top ten today no matter what, otherwise how could he complete the task given by Ji Wushuang.

The others apparently thought the same way, looking at each other with wariness and hatred, and seeing each other as competitors.

When asked about his name, Ling Sha frankly reported his name, while Lin Fan kept an eye on it, lying that his name was Wang Erhu, and he had practiced martial arts in the martial arts hall since he was a child, and he was going to come over today to try his luck and see if he could join the legendary second-rate sect. As he spoke, he pointed at Zhuo Yilong again, saying that this was his brother, his eldest brother Zhuo Dalong.

This remark aroused the dissatisfaction of the inner disciple who kept the account, glared at Lin Fan and said: "My Huashan sect is also a first-class sect, although it is now split and has temporarily become a second-rate, it is only a matter of time before it returns to the top." ”

"Yes, yes, I lost my words." Lin Fan responded with a smile, and then pulled Lingsha and Zhuo Yilong to the side.

Coincidentally, Lingsha won the first place, and seeing that she was the first to stand up and start the competition with the first place who also won the first place, Lin Fan's heart was raised, lest there be any accident in Lingsha. At the same time, he also held his breath and watched this competition with a high degree of concentration, ready to have a general understanding of the opponent's strength.

Then there was no more in the next moment, and Ling Sha's opponent only took a few blinks of his eyes from the time he appeared to the time he was beaten down by her, so fast that Lin Fan felt incredible.

Is it the rhombic yarn that has become stronger? No, but the opponent is too weak, although the moves are also presentable, one board and one eye, just like modern masters who practice taekwondo and other grappling fights, but in this era of martial arts, it is obviously not enough.

Lin Fan thought that the people who came to participate in the entrance assessment were the same as the contestants in the Young Heroes Meeting, but he forgot that those were the elites of the elites of various sects, or the geniuses of Tianzhong, who could participate in the competition.

At this moment, he suddenly felt in a good mood, and instantly felt that the sky was clear, the rain had stopped, and he seemed to be doing it again!

"Boy, look at your thin arms and legs, let's admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to suffer hardship."

When it was Lin Fan's turn, he was faced with a strong man with a big waist and a round waist, and the man looked at him contemptuously, and his mouth couldn't help but start mocking.

Lin Fan ignored him, seeing that he was bare-handed, he simply didn't use a weapon, squinted his eyes and beckoned to him.

The strong man rushed to Lin Fan, and after a false move, he quickly punched Lin Fan's heart, this punch was strong and powerful, mixed with fist wind, Lin Fan tentatively pressed down with one palm, easily slapped his fist away, and then showed a stunned look.

This palm he deliberately used his internal strength, wanting to dissolve and absorb the internal force on the opposite side, but it was like a punch to the cotton, there was a feeling of using the wrong strength, although the opponent's strength was considerable, but there was no blessing of internal force, soft and no threat.

Lin Fan finally understood at this moment, when he first started to learn art, he fought with the master for the first time, why did the master show that expression.

After the two sides were tempted, the strong man took a few steps back, desperately shook the wrist that was slapped by Lin Fan, looked at him resentfully, gritted his teeth and said: "Good boy, good kung fu wow, it turns out that you are clumsy, presumably that trick just now is your housekeeping skill!" ”

"I'll hide your uncle!" Lin Fan muttered with a smile, was it just a tentative slap just now, it turned out that he was already so awesome unconsciously? How to describe this feeling of bullying the small? It's so cool!

Lin Fan, who was playful, began to play with his opponent, using his body to easily dodge all the opponent's attacks, and then from time to time he slapped his big mouth coldly, jokingly calling this a mastery, and ten slaps of the dragon.

He wanted to perform the Lost Steps, but he felt that it was a bit overkill, and after thinking for a while, he adapted his footwork slightly, sometimes walking in space, and sometimes embarking on the ghost dance steps in a ghostly manner.

Lin Fan, who was circling around the field, dizzed the strong man after a while, only to hear a crackling sound, both cheeks of the strong man were swollen, and under the grief and anger for a while, the man with a big waist and a round waist actually cried, crying and admitting defeat.

Ahh Isn't it a bit too much, Lin Fan saw that the opponent was crying by himself, and couldn't help but feel compassion, he was pressed and beaten everywhere since he practiced martial arts, and he didn't meet an opponent who was weaker than himself, and what the hell is the mentality of a villain.

But this feeling is really cool, the desire to pretend to be forced really can't be suppressed, Lin Fan pursed his lips, desperately endured the desire to look up to the sky and laugh, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was ridiculing his opponent.

After admitting defeat, the strong man stopped his tears, and when he saw Lin Fan laughing at himself, he was immediately furious and asked, "Stinky boy, what are you laughing at!" ”

"Poof!" Seeing that his opponent's swollen face was like a fat tiger, questioning his appearance, Lin Fan couldn't help laughing at all, and after laughing for a long time, he took a deep breath and adjusted his breath and explained: "I definitely don't mean to mock you, I never make fun of my opponent, poof... Unless you can't help it, hahahaha! ”

As soon as he said a few words, Lin Fan broke through the defense again and laughed heartily. As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated, how can a strong man stand such humiliation?

It can be said that anger rises from the heart, and evil is born to the guts, and the strong man is angry... I turned around and ran.

After a few rounds of competition, except for some third-rate sects who came out and wanted to switch to the opponents of the second-rate sect Huashan Sword Sect, their kung fu was barely enough, and the rest of the ordinary martial arts halls could be described as vulnerable.

In this introductory selection, Lin Fan and Lingsha have already become the existence of the ceiling of combat power, and even Zhuo Yilong, with the help of Lingsha God unknowingly, successfully mixed into the top ten.

After being successfully shortlisted, Lin Fan and the other seven disciples who were shortlisted entered the Huashan Sword Sect under the leadership of several inner disciples.

As soon as he entered the gate, Lin Fan held his breath, this place is completely different from Xiaoyao Valley, the gate hall is solemn, the ground in the sect is all paved with floor tiles, and there is a huge square in the distance, and hundreds of disciples are practicing swords in unison on the square.

In the center of the square, there is a copper giant tripod every dozens of zhang, divided into three rows, three in each row, a total of nine, placed in a regular manner. From time to time, there is green smoke wafting in Dingzhong, and its smell is clear but not dispersed.

The disciples in the Sword Sect, no one came to welcome Lin Fan and his party to join, even if there happened to be passers-by, they turned a blind eye to them, and the group was taken along the corner as if they were stowaways, bypassing the side hall and coming to the residence of the registered disciple.

The residence is simple, and it is a room for two people, Lin Fan, who does not want to live with strangers, applied to live with Zhuo Yilong, and after the inner disciple who led the way confirmed Zhuo Yilong's wishes, he agreed to see that neither of them objected.

As for Lingsha, she was taken away by the inner disciples, ready to be sent to the female disciples' dormitories to rest, the number of female disciples in the Sword Sect is scarce, and the disciples of all levels are all divided into one area.

Lin Fan whispered uneasily, and when Lingsha turned around and gave him a reassuring look, he silently closed his mouth.

After the inner disciples left, Lin Fan and Zhuo Yilong began to clean up the assigned bedroom, after all, they didn't know how long they would have to live, and they would be more comfortable to clean up.