Among the three people, it is the name of Confucianism of Jiuying Mountain, Zhu Chi and another 30-year-old girl with a beautiful face.

At this time, Liu Ming, already knowing that the full name of Confucian scholar is called Gui Ruquan, the beautiful woman can stand with them, obviously the Zhong Shigu who has been retreating.

As for other inner disciples, in addition to the newcomers and the disciples I saw last time, there are many older disciples who are over 30 years old.

These old disciples are unfamiliar, but one by one is full of scent, and it is obviously not easy to repair.

Waiting for a while, another dozen disciples fell around the square, and after no one appeared, Gui Ruquan coughed openly.

"Very good, except for those disciples who could not be rushed back in time because of the Zongmen mission, all the disciples of our nine infants and one pulse have already arrived. This time is the first time since the introduction of several new teachers." The second time. Anyone who is a good disciple in Xiaobi will have a certain reward. The best disciple will have another extra prize. Zhu Shidi, take out the test props."

The last few words of Confucianism are what Zhu Chi said.

"Senior brothers are relieved, I am already prepared." The man in the shawl smiled and walked up and down a few steps. There were suddenly a few yellowish symbols in his hands.

After the sound of the cymbal sounded, after a group of white air opened, the center of the square was more than a dozen things out of thin air.

Liu Ming saw it here, and his eyes were bright. The few characters should be the storage symbol that Su Shishu had mentioned.

So many things can be put into the little symbol, it is amazing!

Five black and white iron locks of different sizes, a white half-high stone monument, and seven or eight simple dolls of different colors, some with thick armor, and some with a huge iron sword in their hands.

"According to the old rules, the trial will be divided into three groups. A new group of disciples, a group of disciples over the age of 30, and the remaining disciples will be counted separately. The content of the test is divided into strength, spell, and actual combat. You are responsible for the test of disciples over the age of 30, and Zhou Shimei is responsible for the under 30 years old. I am personally responsible for the new introductory disciples." Gui Ruquan explained the two sentences slightly and said so.

Zhu Chi and the bell Zhong Gu will naturally not object.

After a little discussion, the three decided to start the test with the new disciples, then the disciples under the age of 30, and finally test the old disciples over the age of 30.

After the Confucian coughed, he went out and said:

"The new disciple will stand up and let the brothers and sisters who have not seen you know each other. Our nine-infant pulse may not be strong in the Zong, but if we are united and united, we will never be inferior to other disciplines."

When I heard Confucianism say this, Liu Ming and other five newcomers naturally came out and self-reported their names to others around them.

Other disciples naturally also smiled with their smiles.

"Yu Cheng, as a pro-disciple, you will start first. Let me see, your cultivation effect in the past six months." After Confucian swept Liu Ming, he finally said in the red-haired boy. .

The red-haired boy heard the words, naturally known as, and went to the five black shackles, and finally stopped in front of the smallest one.

It is said to be the smallest. The black iron lock in front of him is also full of the size of the washbasin. It has a shape of four or five hundred kilograms. Generally, mortals are absolutely impossible to shake.

At least Liu Ming believes that if it is not to stimulate the potential, I am afraid that I am quite reluctant.

After the red-haired teenager sipped low, grabbed the iron lock on the handle with both hands, and the two arms suddenly tried hard.

The iron lock just shook a few times and failed to leave the ground.

The red-haired juvenile face was red for a few minutes. Suddenly, there was a word in the mouth, and a layer of faint yellow light shrouded the whole body. The breath of the whole person was completely different from the previous one.

After another loud drink, a few slender yellow shiny spirits appeared on the juvenile arm, and the iron lock was lifted.

"砰".

For a moment, the boy was flushed, the iron lock was thrown back to the ground, and even a shallow pit was pulled out.

"It seems that your spiritual skills have been built into the first layer. Otherwise, you can't lift this lock by insisting on the mana alone. Don't try the second one." Gui Ruquan saw this situation and said with a slight smile. No comments were made on the results of the red-haired juvenile holding up the lock.

The other inner disciples watched around the square were mostly just smiling and did not reveal any unexpected colors.

"The disciple raised this one is already very stubborn, and the second one is impossible to lift." The red-haired boy took a few deep breaths and calmed down some of the asthmatic chest, respectfully returning.

"Well, then you use the strongest spells to attack this stone monument made with white smelting in ten steps, and leave a trace of depth inside the tenth to judge your spell proficiency and power." Confucianism said slowly.

"Yes, Kyu!" After Yu Cheng promised, he immediately walked to the place where the white stone was ten steps away. The look was awe-inspiring, and after the result of the count, there was a slap in between. Large cyan sheets are getting brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the boy suddenly sang a "wind blade" in his mouth, and with one hand, the flaking of the sheet immediately flashed.

The sound of "噗" sounded, and the seemingly smooth stone tablet suddenly had a clear white mark and a half-inch depth.

This stone monument is surprisingly hard.

In Yu Chengkou, he continued to read words, but this time, the wind blade between the two hands condensed a little, and Gui Ruquan said a sigh of "time to".

Red-haired teenagers can only open unfinished spells, and there are still a few unwilling colors on their faces.

"Well, you can enter the monument half an inch. It seems that you have spent a lot of time on this technique. It is really a good start. If you continue to work hard, you can make two attacks in the ten interest. Realm. But the more the spell cultivation goes to the back, the harder it is to improve, you have to be mentally prepared." After Confucian swept the stone tablet, he finally nodded and woke up two words.

The red-haired boy said it was in the mouth.

"In the first two tests, I can only give you a moderate evaluation. What is the final result? It depends on how your final actual combat is. You are a new introductory disciple, as long as you wait for the lowest level." Confucianism said while Going to the few humanoid dolls.

He stopped in front of a short-handed puppet with a bare hand, and took a single hand to a groove in his chest. He immediately inserted a white monk, and then used a finger to punch the head. One point, a glimpse of black gas into it.

The next moment, the original silent figure, the red light flashed in the eyes, so striding into the square has long been drawn in a circle, and stopped to move again.

"You and this scorpion that injects low-level warfare spirits are fighting in this circle. No matter who walks out of this circle, it is a failure. The specific score depends on how long you can persist under this attack." Quan said with his hands on his back.

The red-haired boy couldn’t help but sneer. He touched his waist with one hand and pulled out a short green blade with a few feet of length. He walked carefully into the circle.

As soon as he stepped into the circle, the seemingly cumbersome person suddenly moved his body and seemed to be like a gusty wind.

The red-haired boy was shocked and almost subconsciously took the short-edged hand to the face of the doll.

The sound of "噗", a light green blade smashed out, but the squatting on the doll just let the body condense slightly, and if nothing happens, it will continue to come.

The teenager suddenly got a little flustered and hurried back.

While he continued to wave his short blade, he hurriedly swayed the wind in the mouth, but under the panic, the mouth slammed again and again, and even a wind blade was issued.

After a while, the doll had already attacked him near his front, and he flew it out of the circle.

"In actual combat. Comprehensive evaluation, middle and lower." Gui Ruquan shook his head, but said calmly in his mouth.

Yu Cheng was not really injured, but after standing up, he could only go back to other disciples with a dejected look.

And Liu Ming and other new disciples see this, can not help but face each other.

"Next, Xue Shan." Confucian students unknowingly read the next name.

Xue Shan licked his mouth, but he could only go out with a hard scalp.

Sure enough, after three tests, he has not yet cultivated the first layer of basic exercises. He can't lift any iron locks. The spell test can only use fire bullets to barely leave a small trace on the stone tablet. The final result of the actual combat was even worse. In an instant, the dolls also flew out of the circle.

The evaluation he finally got is naturally just an "inferior".

The following Wan Xiaoqian is slightly better.

Although this woman also performed poorly in strength and spells, but in the actual combat, she first gave herself a light body technique, plus another wind attribute spell assist, and insisted on a tea time under the attack of the doll. Finally got a middle and lower evaluation.

"Bai Congtian"

Confucian gaze finally fell to Liu Ming.

After Liu Ming took a deep breath, he slightly urged the bones to make a decision. Immediately, a layer of faint black gas swept from the body and then walked over to the several locks.

Confucian students see this, their eyes are slightly congested.

On the other hand, Zhu Chi was originally whispering something to the side of the road, and after seeing the vision of Liu Ming, he could not help but sigh.

Next to the Tao Gu see this, Emei asked:

"Why, why is Zhu brother surprised?"

"Zhong Shimei does not know that this son is only a three-spirit, and the method of repairing is not the ghost spirit of this vein. But looking at him, it is clear that the first layer of ghost spirit has been cultivated. Some are unexpected." Zhu Chi slowly replied.

"There is such a thing, it seems that this child should not be just as simple as the three spirits." The beautiful girl heard this, looking at Liu Ming's eyes, and immediately showed an interested look.

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