Chapter 8 [Interlude]
"The time has come, the assessment begins!"
Seeing that everyone was in place and the deputy hall master had also arrived, a steward next to him shouted loudly.
There was a sudden silence in the crowd, and they began to wait for the first person to come forward.
No one knows anything new, and they all want to gain some experience from the first tester.
"Tai Pengfei!"
The steward shouted loudly, and Shen Xiu saw a thin young man walking through the crowd to the stage, his face very sad.
Obviously, Tai Pengfei felt very bad about his luck of being the first to be shouted.
But in any case, you have to be on when it's time to go.
I saw that Tai Pengfei, under the guidance of the steward, walked to the stone pillar of Liming and stood firmly.
Then he held his breath and used one of the momentum of the Vajra palm, and slashed violently towards the middle of the Qi Ming Stone, which was wrapped in a layer of leather.
This palm seemed to be mud into a sea of stones, and the stone pattern did not move at all, but then, from a few hollows above the stone pillar, there was a slight buzzing sound.
"The power of a bang." The steward said as he spoke, drawing on the paper in his hand with a blank expression.
"Next, Zhu Wenle!"
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As the disciples stepped forward one after another, the power stone on the stage made a few ringings from time to time.
Some were only brief, some were twice, and some were not even sounded.
Shen Xiu observed the audience for a while, and learned that among them, there was no movement the most, followed by one sound, and there were very few soft sounds.
And there were three sounds, from the beginning to the present, there were only two people, and these two people were still registered disciples who came to learn art at the expense of outsiders.
In terms of strength, it should be about to enter the forging stage.
Shen Xiu judged that Sanming should be almost the distribution line of forging body strength.
"Next, Shen Xiu."
Just when Shen Xiu was still thinking nonsense, the steward above had already called out his name.
When Shen Xiu walked on the stage, he could see the faces of the disciples in the audience with different expressions.
Some were glad they hadn't shouted yet, some were staring at what he was going to do, and some were jealous with unspeakable jealousy.
He also saw the remaining steward in the corner with an unhappy look in his eyes.
Walking in front of the Liming Stone, Shen Xiu observed the pitch-black stone in front of him, staring at the position of the leather in the middle with his eyes, and put on a posture.
With the steward's order, Shen Xiu's body suddenly tensed, and his muscles bulged high, making one of the postures of the Dragon Suppression and Tiger Skill span several meters and punch out.
The fist slammed into the center of the leather, making a screeching sound.
He suddenly felt the force of the shock, and raised his arm to unload it.
At this time, the power stone also made a huge humming sound in real time, and this sound was three sounds.
"The power of three sounds."
The steward looked at him a little more, and then wrote down on the paper.
The few Sanming also attracted the attention of several teachers on the stage, and their eyes inadvertently stayed on him for a while.
Especially the Duan Teaching.
After Shen Xiu stepped down, there were envious eyes all around.
Until now, there have only been a few Sanming powers, as long as they are not stupid, they all know that Shen Xiu has passed the assessment this time and become a formal disciple is almost a certainty.
Wang Shi's expression next to him was particularly surprised, very complicated, with a sense of grievance that he said yes to Baitou together, but he secretly baked the oil.
The test continued, and the next stout boy named Gao Xiaozong took the stage.
There was no skill, so he moved a few steps away, and then made a savage charge sideways, and directly bumped into it with his broad arms.
There was a commotion, and then three stone chimes rang out.
The disciples below looked at each other, they didn't expect this kind of operation, and looking at the appearance of those teachings, it was obviously allowed.
Looking at the various expressions in the audience, Gao Xiaozong on the stage looked a little proud, just when he was about to step down with the steps of not recognizing his six relatives.
A figure suddenly appeared on the stage, and before everyone could react, they saw that person slap out, and there was a burst of bang in the air!
The sturdy body of Gao Xiaozong flew out in an instant, directly touching the wall more than ten meters away.
Immediately unconscious, angry like a gossamer!
Even the wall behind Gao Xiaozong was sunken, covered with circles of terrifying cracks like spider webs.
On the martial arts training ground, it was as quiet as death, and they couldn't help but feel numb when they looked at the miserable appearance of the Gao Xiaozong.
Only then did everyone see Xiang Shou, the deputy hall owner who was standing far away with a cold face.
The warriors of the Three Realms are really strong.
"Humph! Whoever dares to take Diana pills again and cheat in front of my Xiang Shou, this is the end! ”
Xiang Shou snorted coldly, and his sharp eyes swept over the faces of many disciples on the field, and he could see that some disciples who were thinking carefully lowered their heads in unison, feeling fear.
The strong pill is a common explosive pill in the pharmacy outside, the price is expensive, and the warriors are mostly used in the fight to kill the enemy, but I didn't expect someone to use it for the test.
Only then did many disciples understand what was going on, and there were still people who dared to use such means to get by, and they were really not afraid of death.
And Xiang Shou retracted his gaze, turned back to the stage and sat down, looked at the official disciples watching the play next to him, and his tone was gentle.
"Buckle your 'good' junior brother off the wall, and don't forget to throw it at the door and let the Gao family pull it back."
A few formal disciples took the order, smiled and buckled the portrait down, dragged it to the door and threw it out, like throwing a pile of garbage.
Outside the hall, the servants of the Gao family stepped forward tremblingly and carried their master back, not daring to come out without a sound.
With this episode, the rest of the disciples were much more honest even if they had similar careful thoughts in their hearts.
The test went on as always.
After that, the power of Sanming did not appear for the time being, but it was not until on the way that a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a wide mouth and a square nose came to the stage, and with a punch, the sound of Sanming sounded again.
An hour passed, and after the last disciple was brought to the stage for the test, no similar disciples appeared.
More, that is, a few disciples with the power of Erming.
The whole assessment is completely over at this point.
Many of the disciples in the audience had not left at this time, and the instructors on the stage were discussing the people who remained.
When the discussion was over, the list was handed over to the steward, and the steward spoke aloud, reading out the names on the list one by one.
There is no doubt that Shen Xiu's name is also in the series.
After all, after the whole test, there were only a few of the many disciples who could hit the power of the three sounds.
Some people are happy, and some people are worried.
After reading the list, the disciples who shouted their names showed joy and ecstasy, while those who did not shout had their faces like withered grass and their hearts like ashes, and this situation was even more prevalent among the miscellaneous disciples.
After all, if the named disciple misses this time, then the martial arts practice will wait for another half a year, and the miscellaneous disciple will have to suffer in the miscellaneous work for half a year.
This day is not something that ordinary people can persevere.