"It's a battle maniac. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qin Ziyang looked at the direction Wang Dong ran and shook his head helplessly.

This kind of person is the most difficult, although his cultivation is not high, but he has an incomparably strong desire to fight. Moreover, a person with this talent can get stronger and stronger in battle, and as long as he does not fall halfway, his final achievement is very great.

In his previous life, Qin Ziyang had encountered more than one battle maniac, such as Xu Shu, the grandson of the ancestor of the Yuanyang Sword Sect who he saw in the Hundred Treasure Pavilion of Wolong City, this person relied on a Tiangang sword in Qin Ziyang's previous life for five hundred years, and he challenged from Qi cultivation to the Yuan Infant Stage!

One person and one sword, pick all the monks with names and surnames in the entire Beiling Continent. Even later, when Xu Shu relied on his cultivation and the power of the Yuanyang Sword Sect to unify the Zheng Guoxiu True Realm, he once resisted three Yuanying overhauls from Zhongzhou!

In that battle, although Xu Shu was defeated, the three Yuanying monks from the Great Sect of Central Continent also admired him, and they were willing to let the Yuanyang Sword Sect occupy Zheng Guo and recognized the status of the Yuanyang Sword Sect.

"I don't know if I can have a few tricks with this Xu Shu again in this life!" Qin Ziyang's tone couldn't help but be a little gloomy, he looked at the dense crowd of loose cultivators, and walked towards the rest platform alone.

The battle of this group of Qi cultivators was no longer of any interest to him.

Sitting cross-legged, ignoring the strange eyes of the monks and spirit children around him, he held a lower grade spirit stone in each hand, and soon entered a state of concentration.

I don't know how many times later, Qin Ziyang hurriedly went to the distance The noise gradually dissipated, and he understood that this competition was over, so he opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a figure standing in front of him, looking him up and down. Qin Ziyang saw that it was Wang Dong who was shouting to fight with him before.

There was also a group of monks watching the excitement around him, and this group of people looked a little tired, and many of them were still a little injured. Qin Ziyang knew that this group of people was the same as himself, and they had already passed the assessment of the Qingyang Sect.

"This fellow Daoist, what's the matter with you?"

"You are Qin Ziyang of the Qin family in Wolong City?" Wang Dong asked.

"Yes, I am. Qin Ziyang nodded.

"Don't talk nonsense, either fight with me, or admit that you are a waste!" Wang Dong said without shame.

"Oh?" Qin Ziyang's eyes gradually became a little cold, and he said, "You...... Is it looking for death?"

"Wow!"

As soon as Qin Ziyang said this, the monks around him all took a sharp breath. The twenty-three people present were the twenty-three inner disciples who were recognized by the Qingyang Sect.

In addition to the sixteen inner disciples who had already been determined by their family relationships, there were actually seven scattered cultivators who defeated the children of the family and became the inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect!

Among these twenty-three people, there are high and low cultivators, and the highest one is also a seventh-level Qi cultivator, who is the person of the Lin family who was defeated by Wang Dong, who seems to be called Lin Hongfei. Although this person has cultivated to the seventh level of Qi cultivation, he is already eighteen years old, and he does not meet the entrance examination of the Qingyang Sect.

Among these twenty-three people, except for Qin Ziyang, the one with the lowest cultivation level is also the fourth layer of refining weapons! And now, a monk of the third level of Qi cultivation actually asked Wang Dong, who had just defeated the seventh layer of Qi training, "Are you looking for death?"

"Crazy...... one of the monks present was shocked, and the rest of them were the same, it was obvious that this person had spoken the words of everyone's hearts.

"Damn, give Lao Tzu death!" Wang Dong scolded angrily, and a wave of anger rose from his heart, since he became a monk, when had he been insulted like this.

A stream of spiritual power instantly gathered on his right hand, and he raised his fist and blasted towards Qin Ziyang's face!

Qin Ziyang didn't care about this angry punch, his eyes just looked at Wang Dong coldly, just after everyone thought that this Qin Ziyang had been scared stupid, a hurried voice suddenly exploded in everyone's ears:

"Stop!"

"Buzz ......"

Before the words fell, the platform where the twenty-three monks were standing suddenly emitted a series of vibrations, and two large hands completely made of spiritual power grabbed Wang Dong, who was punching, and fixed him to the ground.

Qin Ziyang looked up, and sure enough, the foundation building monk who was presiding over the entrance ceremony had already arrived, and looked at the twenty-three monks coldly.

In particular, the six loose cultivators who were better than the family monks were the object of his great attention.

"The precepts of the Qingyang Sect, it is strictly forbidden to fight in the sect! If you find it once, you will be punished for one month!" The Zhuji Monk's eyes did not contain a trace of emotion, and he said: "Wang Dong, I read that you are the first time to commit a crime, and this punishment can be avoided, but I must apologize to Monk Qin Ziyang!"

"What! You want Lao Tzu to apologize to that waste?! Never!" Wang Dong was surprisingly angry, in his opinion, this was completely the sect's favoritism towards the family monks.

"In this case, then accept the punishment of facing the wall for a month!"

Wang Dongqiang endured the anger in his heart, glanced at Qin Ziyang fiercely, and counted all the accounts today on Qin Ziyang's head in his heart.

"Congratulations on joining my Qingyang Sect!" After dealing with Wang Dong's matter, the foundation building monk turned his gaze at the remaining twenty-two monks and said, "Old man Jin Cong is the deacon of Waimen Mountain, and this entrance assessment is presided over by the old man. ”

"I've seen Uncle Jin!" Qin Ziyang bowed along with the other twenty-two monks.

"Very good, from today onwards, you will be the people of the inner gate of my Qingyang Sect, Wang'er and others are of one heart and one mind, don't fall into the name of my Qingyang Sect!" Jin Cong's eyes were sharp, and he said coldly.

"Obey Uncle Jin's orders!"

"My Qingyang Sect has a total of five peaks and thirteen halls, and each peak has a Jindan Ancestor in charge, and you will be randomly assigned to the five peaks, and you must not disobey!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Jin Cong say this, Qin Ziyang sneered in his heart, these words were all for those scattered cultivators to hear. Of the dozen or so family members who can stand here, which one of them has already chosen their own masters to follow.

Even if it was him, he had already been accepted as a disciple by Elder Zhang Hongxi. The peak assigned to him this time is definitely Hongxi Peak!

"Lin Hongfei!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Qingyang Peak. ”

"Yes, thank you, uncle!"

"Shi Lei!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Feiliu Peak!"

"Yes, thank you, uncle!"

“......”

"Wang Dong!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Yanhe Peak!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

“......”

Soon, the twenty-three disciples were assigned one by one. To Qin Ziyang's surprise, he actually saw two acquaintances, who were Wang Xuan'er who was fighting with him for the first time.

And...... The last battle of the mono poison!

Wang Xuan'er was unexpectedly assigned to Hongxi Peak, and this lone poison was actually assigned to Yanhe Peak, and became a senior brother with that Wang Dong.

The last one is Qin Ziyang, who has the lowest cultivation among the twenty-three people.

"Qin Ziyang!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Twin Spirit Peak!"

"What!" Qin Ziyang exclaimed.

"What questions do you have?"

"Shouldn't this ...... be Hongxi Peak?" Qin Ziyang had a trace of doubt in his eyes, but in the face of more than twenty pairs of strange eyes, he still suppressed the doubts in his heart and arched his hand: "Thank you, Senior Brother Jin!"