Chapter Ninety-Three: Why Are You Still Kowtowing?
"Why are you kneeling? It's not the New Year, isn't it okay to be so polite?" Zhao Qiankun looked at the people around him a little shyly.
The "uncle" next to him, who barely kept standing, smiled bitterly: "Are you still in the mood to joke? With such a terrifying knife intent, I feel like it's a miracle that I'm still standing." ”
"Huh?knife intent?" Zhao Qiankun was confused, "What happened just now?"
These words made the big fat man who was still awake on the side not come up in one breath, and he threw himself on the ground with a bang.
"Wow, just kneel, why do you still kowtow?"
Just as Zhao Qiankun was talking to himself, the person in charge of the assessment came over and said to the two: "You two are qualified, come here for the final assessment in 5 days." ”
"Yes~!Yes~!" Zhao Qiankun raised his little hand and jumped up as if he wanted to speak.
"What do you say?" The assessor looked at this dirty child, to be honest, it was a little surprising that such a young child could maintain such vitality after the impact of his sword intent. He thought it might be a good seedling.
Zhao Qiankun said: "I'm from out of town, I have no place to live, and I don't have any money on me, how did I spend these 5 days?"
"We can arrange places to eat and live for you, and you can solve the rest by yourself, you don't have the ability to take care of yourself, so don't think about visiting our Heavenly Sword Tomb." After the man finished speaking, he called someone to arrange food and lodging for Zhao Qiankun.
"Haha, that's great! Thank you, uncle!"
"Uncle?" the muscles on the assessor's face twitched, thinking to himself that although he was a single dog, he was only 18 years old, and he should not be called an uncle, right?
The "Uncle No. 1" on the side was snickering, thinking that this thing used to call everyone uncle, so his heart would be balanced.
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After 5 days.
Zhao Qiankun came to the assessment office again.
At first glance, he found the "Uncle No. 1" who had passed the assessment with him, and hurriedly ran over. No way, he knows this one here.
"Hmm, who are you looking for?" Jiang Zhenmo looked at the beautiful little girl in front of him suspiciously, and there was a vague sense of familiarity in his mind.
"Me, it's me, uncle!"
"It's said that I'm only 20 years old, don't call me uncle!" Jiang Zhenmo shouted depressedly, but in this way, he recognized Zhao Qiankun, "It's you, little bit, I didn't expect you to look so good after washing and changing your clothes." ”
"Haha, the clothes look good, I spent 5 days working on my own to earn it. "The Heavenly Sword Tomb is only responsible for food and lodging, but Zhao Qiankun needs to solve the clothes himself.
"What kind of work do you do?"
"Kill the pigs, slaughter the cows. Zhao Qiankun answered four words cleanly.
Jiang Zhenmo looked at him, the size of a bean, and was very curious about how he killed the pig, wouldn't he be overturned by the pig?
At this time, "Uncle No. 2" appeared.
He didn't talk nonsense either: "Very good, after the selection of the previous 1 month, a total of 48 people have passed the preliminary assessment, and you are all qualified to become the registered disciples of my Heavenly Sword Tomb, but if you want to enter the outer gate, you have to pass another round of assessment." ”
After speaking, he pointed to a ring behind him and said: "Next, there will be a two-by-two duel, the outcome has nothing to do with the final result, it only depends on your performance in the assessment, so show what you have learned to the fullest, and those who are favored can enter the outer door." ”
A group of people suddenly became excited. The outer gate of the Heavenly Sword Tomb, this is the highest status that a person can achieve, don't underestimate the identity of this outer gate, put it in the Eternal Night Kingdom, even the king can only sit on an equal footing with the outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Tomb. Next, if you can still find the wick, you can immediately become the inner disciple of the core.
This time there is an opportunity to be able to jump from an ordinary person to the only upper echelon of the fairy world, and everyone naturally does not want to miss it.
48 people were randomly assigned to go up in groups, and everyone did their best to show their strength. From time to time, there will be an exclamation from the audience, and those who can pass the first round of assessment are all with two brushes.
However, Zhao Qiankun wanted to sleep, what are these people doing? Are they playing monkey tricks with bells and whistles? Is such a soft knife going to cut nails or banana peels? This can be worshiped in the Heavenly Sword Tomb, it is inevitably too simple.
[Is the Heavenly Sword Tomb a very weak sect?, isn't there no beautiful young lady?] He thought as he ate his pastry.
I suddenly remembered the little sister Jiang Yinxue who fell from the sky, if I could bring her back to show the old man, I would definitely be satisfied, and maybe I could jump out of the grave happily.
"The next group, Jiang Zhenmo, Gan Li!"
With Uncle No. 1 coming to power, Zhao Qiankun was a little interested. But when he saw the uncle's opponent, his eyes suddenly widened: "Huh, it's a girl." ”
Jiang Zhenmo saw that his opponent was a little girl about the same size as Zhao Qiankun, and he was also a little embarrassed: "Hey, little sister, if you have any tricks, just use them." What he meant was to let the other person show off his skills first, and then beat her himself, so that the judges could see the strength of the two people.
However, his words were like a hornet's nest. I saw his opponent glaring at him viciously: "What sister, sister! Lao Tzu is a man!"
That being said, his voice doesn't sound much different from a girl because he hasn't reached the stage of voice change yet.
"Male?" Jiang Zhenmo looked at Gan Li in some surprise.
If you want to say that Zhao Qiankun is so beautiful like a girl, it is just like that, no one will really treat him as a woman, but Gan Li is different, the slender skeleton, tender white skin, thick eyelashes and big eyes are bright, no matter how you look at it, she is a girl! This is actually a man, it is really unbelievable.
Gan Li took advantage of Jiang Zhenmo's shock and shot angrily. Directly slashed through with a knife.
Although he was small, his shot was like thunder, and a huge sword ran through the ring. Although Jiang Zhenmo was not shocked, he immediately raised his knife to resist. However, he miscalculated the sword momentum, and was directly slashed out of the ring by the people with the knife.
"Hey, uncle!" Zhao Qiankun hurriedly ran over to check Jiang Zhenmo's situation, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay," Jiang Zhenmo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a wry smile, "It's over, I didn't survive a single knife, the evaluation must be low to the end, I knew that I shouldn't underestimate anyone." ”
At this time, Gan Li also stepped down, he came over and sneered at Jiang Zhenmo: "This is the end of treating me as a woman, and everyone who looks down on me will pay the price they deserve." ”
Jiang Zhenmo's face was a little ugly, and Zhao Qiankun directly carried him to the side, ignoring the Gan Li who was immersed in his middle two world.