"My mother is just a concubine!" Bai En's words were simple, but they made Mu Yun's heart sink. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is not a good reputation for the family of the Tang Dynasty, even if the mother is expensive by the son, but if the son has no ability, this is just a nonsense, not to mention, the Bai family also has an eldest son, a Bai Changfeng who has already stepped into the congenital realm, two years! Now he is the captain of the Tang Border Army.

And Bai En is just a concubine, although he has excellent martial arts talent, but compared with Bai Changfeng, who is the eldest son of the eldest son, there is too much difference in either aspect, so if he wants to get ahead and win a name for his mother, the only way is to find another way, and this time the selection of Xuanjiawei has become Bai En's best choice.

And there are obviously not a few children of the family who came to participate in the selection with such a purpose.

On the second day,

The school field of Datang Yulinwei has temporarily become a place for Xuanjiawei to be selected, and thousands of applicants will be selected here for the first level.

30,000 catties of huge power is the undoubted rule of this level, no matter what kind of cultivation you have, this seems to be the most basic condition.

The people who were assessed were divided into ten groups, and there was a black stone tablet erected in front of each group, and the candidates only needed to concentrate the strength of their whole body to deliver the strongest blow, and the stone tablet could show the strength of the person.

One after another, the blood and wolf smoke rose into the sky, and the dull sounds continued one after another, but they were all martial artists with a ninefold body realm, and they passed the assessment one after another, but not all of them had the cultivation of the ninefold body, some martial artists with eight flesh bodies, and even seven martial artists with a flesh body were eliminated at this level, and even some martial artists who had just stepped into the ninefold body of the flesh were also eliminated because of their lack of strength.

But there are also martial artists with eight bodies who punched out a huge force of 30,000 catties, thus passing the selection of this level.

When it was Mu Yun's turn, Mu Yun walked forward slowly, standing in front of the black stone tablet, his body full of qi and blood rolling, but it was under his intentional control, just like other martial artists with nine bodies in the flesh, only the blood and wolf smoke rushed into the sky, and a punch blasted out, although the stone tablet was shaken, but it only showed the strength of 40,000 catties, but it was the strength of these 40,000 near, which also attracted the attention of the Xuanjiawei who was in charge of the selection.

After all, even if he is a strong man in the Great Perfection of the Physical Body Realm, he only has a strength of 35,000 catties, but now this man with a red face has a strength of 40,000 catties with one punch, but it is not selected by Xuanjiawei, who is not responsible for the selection, and he does not pay attention.

Like those, the martial artists who passed the selection, Mu Yun stood aside, and at this moment, among the nearby warriors, suddenly let out an exclamation, following this exclamation, Mu Yun saw a shocking scene, it was a warrior dressed in black, with long red hair, eyes slightly closed on his thin face, and a colorful wolf smoke on his head soaring into the sky.

"Qi through Changhong!" Some martial artists were shocked, and the Xuanjia Guard, who was in charge of the selection, changed his complexion, and his eyes were also shocked.

A dull sound came out, and the noisy selection venue was silent for a while.

"Fifty thousand catties!" roared, and the Xuanjiawei who was in charge of the selection of that group roared, attracting countless eyes.

"What a Xue Shao, it's really amazingly talented!" A martial artist who knew the red-haired boy was amazed, and it instantly attracted the attention of countless martial artists.

And at this moment, in Mu Yun's gaze, Bai En, who was dressed in white, walked towards the black stone stele. The plain qi and blood wolf smoke rose to the sky, and with a fist, there was no wind sound, but when the fist hit the black stone tablet, there was a bang.

"40,000 catties!" shouted again, but with the 50,000 catties of power in front of him, as well as the amazing move of Changhong, this originally outstanding 40,000 catties is nothing.

"Isn't it a little depressed?" Looking at Bai En, who was unhappy, Mu Yun smiled, but his eyes were looking at the red-haired young man, as the son of Zhennanhou, how could Mu Yun not recognize the origin of the red-haired young man, that was the eldest son of the famous King of the Tang Dynasty, Xue Lie.

"What's so depressing! But you say that this person is better than people, and he is really angry, this guy is from a famous family, not to mention that he still has the talent that everyone envies, where do you say this is reasonable?"

"Do you know that guy?" Mu Yun smiled, his face full of curiosity.

"I don't know, I've just heard of it!" Bai En's face was depressed, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

"Don't be discouraged, there are still two levels ahead!" patted Bai En's shoulder, Mu Yun said with a smile, and then turned his gaze to the red-haired young man with an indifferent face in the distance, unaware that Bai En, who was on the side, was looking at himself with that thoughtful gaze.

The screening of the first level is very simple, 30,000 catties of huge strength, one level down, genius or mediocre, you can distinguish at a glance.

Although there is no Xue Lie's amazing performance, Mu Yun and Bai En's performance is still enviable, maybe this is the heart of ordinary people, after all, Xue Lie's performance is too amazing, it is beyond the scope of ordinary martial artists.

And performances like Mu Yun and Bai En can arouse the blood in their hearts and give them an urge to surpass them.

However, this is only for those ordinary martial artists, in the hearts of the truly strong, Xue Lie is like a big mountain, lying on the road they are on, and if they want to go all the way, they must conquer this high mountain.

There is no doubt that both Mu Yun and Bai En are strong men who want to conquer this high mountain.

There were tens of thousands of people who signed up, but after the first round, there were less than 500 people left, and a martial artist like Mu Yun, there was also a young man called Yuan Shao, dressed in a black robe, with long black hair scattered behind him, and his cold face gave people a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Xue Lie, Zuo Yun, Bai En, Yuan Shao!" No one cared about a man in a linen robe in the crowd of onlookers, muttering in his mouth, but his eyes fell on the four people.

"Did you find that kid?" Shenwu Marquis Mansion, a man dressed in purple, looked at the man in blue in front of him, looking eager.

"Found it! That kid, he still uses the mask left for him by his husband, and his name is still called Zuo Yun!" The man in blue had a smile on his face, and he seemed to be a little can't help but laugh.