Yu Zhiyang, a member of the Nine Shadow Sword Sect, was filled with earth-yellow Qi, and he suddenly appeared in mid-air using his Qing Gong.
A silver light flashed across the sky, followed by a 'pop' sound of falling to the ground.
Suddenly, the remains of the two pigeons appeared on the ground, split into two halves.
Yu Zhiyang only used one sword strike to cut two pigeons about ten steps apart in half at the same time.
The swordsmanship is astonishing and the scene is shocking, even more so than that of Xiang Yong from the Hunyuan Sect just now!
"As expected of one of the strongest sword sects in our seven southeastern cities!"
"The Nine Shadows Sword Technique can appear and disappear, killing people invisibly."
"Everyone has a swordsman dream."
The people watching were talking a lot, and their eyes towards the Nine Shadow Sword Sect became even more enthusiastic.
The faces of the Hunyuan Sect's disciples who were responsible for recruiting people were not very good. Just now, the limelight was clearly overshadowed by the Nine Shadow Sword Sect.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic man in white came out.
His clothes were extremely tight, and the well-developed muscles on his chest were completely outlined. He was a disciple of the Iron Fist sect of the Quancheng Waigong sect.
"I, Liu Yafei, have been in the Iron Fist Sect for seven years. Those of us who practice external martial arts don't do anything fancy, we just do it head-on!"
After saying that, he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest covered with black hair.
Then the whole person suddenly leaned back, supporting the ground with both hands and feet at the same time, and puffed up his chest and exposed it in front of everyone.
A fellow disciple behind him carried a square white stone five feet long and one foot thick and placed it directly on Liu Yafei's chest.
But Liu Yafei's body remained calm and did not shake at all.
"Everyone is optimistic, this is the hard stone produced in Liangcheng!"
Then this fellow disciple picked up a black hammer with a head the size of a watermelon, and with everyone's shocked eyes, he hit the stone hard!
There was only a "bang" sound, and the rocks broke into pieces and fell to the ground!
But Liu Yafei jumped up from the ground nimbly.
He patted his chest. Apart from a slight redness on the surface, there was almost no scar at all.
This is really heartbreaking.
Liu Mang was also stunned for a while. Wang Zhigang, Xiao Cao, and Mei Song looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Liu Yafei smiled confidently and looked at the people around him, but the sound of conversation made his face darken.
"This Iron Fist Gate is too dangerous. It's better not to let my baby go."
"If you practice this kind of external skill, you will probably lose your life."
"Practicing external skills feels like being a human punching bag, but internal skills are better. Not only can you extend your life, but you can also be free and elegant!"
Liu Yafei's face became more and more ugly, and he almost wanted to vomit blood. His shameless performance just had the opposite effect.
Following the Hunyuan Sect, Nine Shadow Sword Sect, and Iron Fist Sect, Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, Qingyun Sect and other sects have also come on stage to perform martial arts and promote their sects to the people of Quan City, the largest source of students.
When it was the turn of the Qingfeng Sect disciples to come on stage, the man in blue, who was nearly thirty years old, did not move. Instead, he smiled at the crowd and said, "Our Qingfeng Sect has teachings for all, regardless of age. Anyone can join our sect."
try."
His speech won a lot of warm cheers and applause, and Mei Song also applauded him.
Through previous investigations, Liu Mang and his party also understood the recruitment rules of various sects in Quancheng.
Within two days, you can go to any sect for an interview, and if you are qualified, you can even get multiple offers.
Of course, most people will first try the sect they want to try, and if they are successful, they will not go to the second one. After all, this is too offending.
This is also the reason why various martial arts sects are vying to perform in front of the public.
After all, everyone wants to get the best first-hand seedlings, and no one wants to pick up the leftovers picked by others.
In the practice of internal strength, special emphasis is placed on qualifications, and the qualifications of different people vary greatly.
Those with poor qualifications may not reach the third level after practicing for a lifetime, while those with good qualifications, such as those who just performed, can reach close to the fourth level in less than ten years after starting.
Thinking of this, Liu Mang said to Mei Song: "If you are unlucky and fail the test of Qingfeng Sect, you can try other sects."
After hearing Liu Mang's words, Mei Song's face was extremely serious: "If I can't even pass the first level of Qingfeng Sect, how can I pass the tests of other sects? I will do my best to not embarrass my father.
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After saying that, he followed a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, including some older men and women, and followed a leading disciple of the Qingfeng Sect to the location of the Qingfeng Sect.
Liu Mang, Wang Zhigang, Xiao Cao and others, as well as a group of other parents, were following them not far away.
Finally, they all arrived at a position less than a hundred feet away from the Qingfeng Gate gate, and watched helplessly as the young men disappeared from the Qingfeng Gate gate.
Mei Song excitedly walked into the Qingfengmen Mansion. Looking around, he saw pavilions, pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, rockeries and strange rocks, which had an ancient charm.
In front of him is a long-faced young man in blue who is responsible for registration. He was one of the two people who guarded the door of Shen Haoyu's house.
There was a mahogany table placed in front of him. He was holding a brush and writing rapidly on the paper.
"Name, age, where you come from, whether you have any physical disabilities, whether your family members are from other sects..."
The person in charge of registration asked very detailed questions, fearing that enemies and spies might sneak into the door.
Of course, this is only the first step in the screening. If you are successful in getting started, people from Qingfengmen will come to check your background and confirm your innocence.
beqege.
The disciples of the sect follow an elite route. They are not like gangs who just swallow their successes. They attach great importance to every disciple.
When it was Mei Song's turn, he stepped forward and stood upright, then replied: "Mei Song, I am thirteen this year and come from Jiangcheng..."
Before Mei Song finished speaking, the long-faced disciple who had registered suddenly raised his head and stared at Mei Song with bright eyes: "Well, you are Mei Song, from the Golden Tiger Gang?"
Mei Song said: "My father was indeed a member of the Golden Tiger Gang during his lifetime, but the boy did not join the gang."
This disciple nodded and said nothing more, while a round-faced disciple next to him looked at Mei Song in surprise, and then left in a hurry.
After everyone had registered, a man who looked to be in his forties walked into the group of test participants.
They pinched their necks and looked at their wrists one by one. It took a long time to select a man and a woman among hundreds of people, both of whom looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old.
"You two, follow me." The man showed a kind smile and quickly left with the two of them.
Many people present showed envious looks. The two people chosen should have excellent talents and qualifications, and they obviously do not need to participate in the so-called triple test.
The other end.
The round-faced disciple walked in a hurry and soon arrived at the house where Qingfeng Sect Master Shen Haoyu was staying.
"Report to the head, Rong Heng has something to report!"
"Come in and talk."
The disciple named Rong Heng heard the words and walked in. At a glance, he saw Shen Haoyu standing with his hands behind his back and facing away from him. He was admiring a white plum blossom portrait hanging on the wall.
"I don't want to fight for spring, I want to indulge in elegance." Shen Haoyu chanted in a low voice.
At this time, he was wearing white brocade clothes and his face was solemn, which actually echoed the plum blossoms blooming in the cold wind.
Rong Heng said respectfully: "Master, that boy from the Golden Tiger Gang came to my sect to take an exam."
"Go to Gao Yue, he knows how to do it."
"I will obey the orders of the master!"
"Han Long, Han Long, don't blame me. I can't harm the Zhou family. I'm also considering the livelihood of the sect." Shen Haoyu murmured in a low and inaudible voice.