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Deacon Namin's words just fell. More than thirty people formed a long line. Leng Xuesheng is still at the bottom.

However, when she entered the inner gate, she also thought that although the inner disciples and the outer disciples were different.

The inner disciples are all taught by the master, but the outer disciples are untaught, and they need to practice by themselves, after their strength is improved. Only when you emerge can you enter the inner door again and have the master's teaching.

Moreover, it is really difficult for the outer disciples to enter the inner door, and the martial arts are different from the inner disciples. It can be said that to put it bluntly, it is a little lower.

Therefore, to be able to enter the inner door, they are naturally reluctant to stay at the outer door.

The number plate was quickly made, and Leng Xuesheng was still the last.

It's just that Leng Xuesheng was the last one when registering the number plate. She didn't notice that a few of the inner disciples were slightly surprised when they saw her expressions.

One of them had a nasty gaze, and this person was naturally quiet.

She never thought that Leng Xuesheng would pass the tests and come to the Purple Cloud Gate.

She didn't know why, every time she saw Leng Xuesheng, she felt disgusted, and she wanted to directly dismantle her, as if they were feuding.

The quiet and gloomy eyes looked at Leng Xuesheng's back, and she didn't turn her eyes until the first scene after the deacon spoke on the stage for a while.

It's just that Leng Xuesheng's sensitivity is also very strong, and when she made contact with a gaze, she quietly observed her surroundings.

Finally, she found that cold gaze.

The corners of her mouth curled into a faint mocking smile. She could tell that the woman didn't like her. Moreover, she didn't like that woman either.

The eyes of the two people collided together through the layers of people, as if a layer of sparks had been wiped in the air.

It's just that, soon, the two of them put away their eyes together and focused on the middle ring.

This time, the assessment is not for them to fight themselves, but for the special personnel to assess the inner and outer disciples, as long as the other party comprehends the moves. Walking through their hands, the other party is assigning their whereabouts according to their strength comprehension and the judgment of several elders.

The process may seem simple, but it's not that simple.

Leng Xuesheng stood on the edge and watched the fight in the middle, and skimmed the swordsmanship he had comprehended in his mind one by one.

Then he closed his eyes, and in his own consciousness, he rehearsed the swordsmanship he had learned along the way in his mind one by one.

Find out the essence from it.

Time passed little by little, and Leng Xuesheng opened his eyes when someone called the last number.

Just because, the last one is her!

As she walked and stood in the middle, waiting for someone to test her. A gentle voice rang out.

"Wait!" A quiet voice sounded, and she walked out of the crowd, stood in front of the elders and deacons, clasped her hands into fists, and bowed slightly to them.

"A few elders, the deacon is quiet, and there is a reluctance, I wonder if you can agree?"

Qingyou, whether it is strength or character, is top-notch in the entire Ziyun Gate, and at this moment, seeing her stand up, a few people are a little inexplicable to understand what she means?

"Qingyu, you can say it!" A man in the elders' table spoke.

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