I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 7 Nine Princess Fan Saihua
When the first ray of sunlight fell on the mountain in the morning, Leng Qiu had already appeared in front of the outer disciple examination hall.

Because it was too early, the elder in charge of the assessment did not arrive, so he stood quietly under the steps and waited.

Every day, there are eighteen peak handymen who feel that they have reached two thousand catties of strength and come here for assessment.

There are hundreds of thousands of handymen in the eighteen peaks.

They are all the geniuses of the three major dynasties under the Qingyun Sect and each family.

Hundreds of people gathered sparsely outside the door, waiting together.

"Hey, who is standing in the first place? Holding a long sword and wearing gloves, are you serving a true disciple? It feels awesome!"

"Don't talk nonsense, he is the handyman of Lucui Peak in the outermost circle. The steward Wang who killed them yesterday is here for the assessment today!"

"What's so awesome, we are Ziyun Peak serving the true disciples. We should be the first to go in for the assessment!"

"I already have [-] jin of strength, so I haven't entered the outer door all the time, just to get more money. He must be behind me."

Hearing their argument, Leng Qiu couldn't help frowning.

In the ancient continent, battles are inevitable everywhere.

It's just a group of low-level handymen who serve others, what's there to argue about!

He was speechless.

During the discussion, a beautiful-looking woman in a long red dress, led by two stout men, separated from the crowd and walked towards the first position.

"Boy, we are in a hurry, you go to the back and line up!"

The rough voice instantly attracted everyone's attention, even the assessment disciples who had just arrived couldn't help but look over.

It is extremely rare to be able to lead servants without going through the handyman.

It must be of extraordinary origin!

"Fan Saihua, the Ninth Princess of the Dongying Dynasty, is said to have a strength of [-] jin. If you come here, you must directly enter the outer gate!"

"You don't know, her seventh elder brother, Fan Gang, ranks in the top ten disciples of the inner sect, it's terrifying!"

"It's nothing, her fifth elder brother Fan Zhen is a true disciple and is training outside. It is said that his strength is super powerful, we can't understand it!"

Someone was well-informed and knew that the Ninth Princess was not easy, so they discussed in a low voice.

Leng Qiu heard it, but he was not afraid, turned around slowly, swept past the three people, and turned his head to look forward again.

"Huh? This kid is too crazy! How dare you ignore Fan Saihua?"

"Thinking that if you kill the steward, you'll be awesome! I don't know how much I weigh, so I'm courting death!"

Seeing Leng Qiu's performance, many handymen immediately changed their expressions, as if watching a good show.

In the Dongying Dynasty, even the Qingyun Sect needs to give some support, not to mention that Fan Saihua's brothers are all masters.

To despise her so much is courting death!
"Boy, you really don't have eyes, our nine princesses are ranked first, how dare you not follow?"

One of the big men in brocade clothes, with a ferocious face, scolded coldly.

"roll!"

Leng Qiu stood here for half an hour, almost all the fatigue of the night disappeared, and the injuries on his body healed.

She is not afraid of the so-called nine princesses at all, even if she has a powerful brother.

He has enough confidence to deal with all crises.

In one day, from the brink of death to having a strength of 6150 jins, who can achieve it?

As long as there is enough time, Leng Qiu doesn't even pay attention to Qing Yunzong's suzerain, let alone a true disciple!

If even Fan Saihua, an outer disciple, is afraid, what can he achieve in the future?
What's more, he is not from this world at all, everything is self-centered, he does whatever he wants, and he is fearless.

"Damn it, didn't we hear it wrong? Dare to fight against Princess Nine?"

"It's just a handyman, maybe I don't know who the Ninth Princess is, she deserves her death!"

Many handymen behind him felt that he must die, and that he would die miserably!
"Boy, dare to provoke us! Die for me!"

The big man was angry, took a step forward, and shouted!
Wherever they go, they are the focus, and everyone is in awe!

Even the elders of the Qingyun Sect must pay respects!Now a mere handyman doesn't give face, so he must be taught a lesson.

The big hand waved, turned into an iron fist, and swung out fiercely.

The space exploded again and again, hitting Leng Qiu's heart like a bowl.

"Now, he's dead!"

The handymen kept shaking their heads with disdain on their faces. With a strength of more than 1000 catties, even the outer disciples dared not resist.

"call!"

However, the big man's punch was empty!

Leng Qiu is like a ghost shadow, sticking to his side, her eyes are shining.

"roll!"

One punch!
There was no sound of wind, no movement at all, it fell on the big man's chest.

"Crack! Whoosh!"

The sternum was instantly sunken and protruded from the back, which looked very strange.

The whole body, as if it had been hit by a wild beast, flew ten meters away, and mouthfuls of blood flew in mid-air.

The three attribute light spheres rolled down and were caught by him calmly.

"Strength +200, Vitality +220, Agility +22!"

Leng Qiu looked at the other big man expressionlessly, causing the man to take two steps back in shock, his face full of astonishment.

"hiss--"

All the handymen took three big steps back in unison, gasping for breath.

Looking at Leng Qiu like a monster.

Shot to kill!
Cold-blooded and ruthless!

Lawless!

Just killing one person gives a horrible impression.

"You are so brave, whoever kills me will have to pay the price!"

At this moment, the Ninth Princess Fan Saihua, who had always been disdainful to talk, exuded coercion from her body, opened her almond eyes, and scolded in a cold voice.

The plain hands were clenched tightly, murderous intent filled the air, covering Leng Qiu's body!
"Don't beep, or die!"

She is powerful and beautiful, and she is the focus of people wherever she goes.But in Leng Qiu's eyes, he is just an enemy who threatens his life.

Enemy, only death!

Yesterday, he had a deep understanding of what it means to respect force.

As long as you have strength, killing is nothing!
Steward Wang killed him, and the elder slapped his dog's leg, which shows that the strong have no scruples!

That being the case, then make a name for yourself!

"You want to die..."

Fan Saihua's exquisite face instantly became gloomy.

She is a majestic Ninth Princess, and she is the center of attention wherever she goes. How can she allow others to trample on her dignity?
"The test begins. Anyone who can hit a thousand jin of strength can become an outer disciple! During the test, no use of force is allowed, and those who violate it will be killed!"

Just when Fan Saihua was about to do something, Elder Gu Qingzhou, who was in charge of the investigation, made a voice from inside the door.

The voice was vague and hoarse, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Leng Qiuli ignored her, turned around and walked towards the door.

The fluttering green shirt is obviously the lowest level of slavery clothing, but it still wears the demeanor of a strong man!
The many handymen in the back looked at the wicker logo of Green Cuifeng, which was extremely dazzling.

Among the eighteen peaks, there is competition with each other, and a handyman at the last peak is the strongest at the moment.

No one dared to follow behind.

"You hit that boulder in front, and as long as it lights up, you're an outer sect disciple!"

The elders sitting in the assessment hall sat behind a carved dragonwood table with a roster and writing brushes on it.

Behind them were two outer disciples, wearing blue shirts, who were responsible for distributing the clothes and belongings of the outer disciples.

The elder's face was pale and beardless, his eyes were half-closed, and there was a smell of alcohol wafting from his body.

The one who spoke was an outer disciple.

Leng Qiu didn't say much, walked straight to the boulder in the middle of the hall, and punched it casually.

Without looking, he turned and walked towards them.

(End of this chapter)