"Zhang Yifeng, what kind of physical skill are you doing?"
Zhang Yifeng had just stepped off the ring when Su Rou's voice came. Her voice was full of astonishment and her eyes were full of shock. She defeated Kuangfengli just by using her physical skills. This physical skill was too terrifying.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Why are you telling me?"
"you!"
Su Rou was uncomfortable with Zhang Yifeng's tone and snorted coldly.
"Forget it if you don't say anything. It's my turn to play in the second game."
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Then I wish you success."
"That's pretty much it. Okay, I'm going on stage."
Su Rou nodded and walked straight onto the ring.
As soon as Su Rou left, shouts came from all around.
"Zhang Yifeng, you are so awesome, accept me as your younger brother. If I can also enter the first school, please take care of your younger brother."
"I also want to be your little brother, please protect me!"
In just the blink of an eye, Zhang Yifeng was surrounded by men and women.
The man was pretty well-behaved and his demands were reasonable, but what those group of female hooligans said almost scared Zhang Yifeng to the point of peeing, "Zhang Yifeng, I want to be your woman. I can do anything like a (harmonious) one-night stand, even whenever you need me.
You can come to me anytime and you and I will each get what we need."
"Zhang Yifeng, I want to be pregnant with your child. After I become pregnant, it doesn't matter whether you recognize me or the child."
Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh that the world is really in decline now, and said with a cold look: "Get out!"
Once Zhang Yifeng became serious, those female cultivators no longer dared to talk such unscrupulous nonsense. They even did not dare to get too close to Zhang Yifeng.
At this time, Zhang Yifeng looked towards the ring. Su Rou's opponent was just a cultivator at the seventh level of the Bigu stage.
Unless you encounter a pervert like Zhang Yifeng, it would be too difficult for others to kill the enemy across levels.
There was no suspense in the result, and Su Rou won easily.
"In the second game, Su Rou wins, and the personnel from the third game come on stage."
The battle continued, but the battle that followed was not exciting at all. Zhang Yifeng really wanted to doze off.
At this time, the elders and deacons in the stands had already left. What they wanted to see most was Zhang Yifeng's battle. After Zhang Yifeng showed his absolute strength, they all knew that Zhang Yifeng would be the number one this time.
The most exciting battle is over. The remaining battles can only make people doze off. It is better to leave directly.
An hour later, all twenty-five competitions were finally over.
Kuang Yun's voice came immediately: "The first round of competition is over, and the twenty-five winners come out to draw lots. One of them is an empty lot. Those who draw empty lots will be counted as passing the second round of competition directly."
After everyone had drawn lots, Zhang Yifeng stepped forward and drew the last lot.
"I didn't expect that I was so lucky. The last draw turned out to be an empty draw."
There is no writing on Zhang Yifeng's bamboo stick.
Seeing that Zhang Yifeng had drawn an empty lot, the others were a little envious, but they were relieved.
"Zhang Yifeng must be number one. No matter if he drew an empty lottery this time, anyone who goes up against him will be seeking death."
"Yeah, yeah, luckily it's an empty sign."
During the discussion, Kuang Yun's voice came again: "Okay, let's compete with the one who drew the number one bamboo stick."
The battle was still going on, and soon the twenty-four people had a winner.
The twelve victorious people, together with Zhang Yifeng, drew lots again. Zhang Yifeng was still the last one to draw, and actually got an empty lot again.
Zhang Yifeng finally understood that this empty lottery was clearly left to him intentionally by the middle-aged examiner. If he had not left it to Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng would have eliminated a good candidate.
This time, 13 people were drawn to determine the seven winning places. These seven people competed with each other for the top seven rankings. As for the six losers, they competed for the last three places in the top ten.
Soon the top seven were decided, and then there was a one-on-one battle, with every two people fighting each other once.
There was no doubt about the outcome. Zhang Yifeng's opponent took the initiative to admit defeat. Only the young man named Xiang Dahai persisted in fighting Zhang Yifeng, but ultimately ended in failure.
When the sun was three poles high, the top ten were finally selected.
"Today's assessment is all over. The top ten have successfully become disciples of the ancient house. Among them, the first place is Zhang Yifeng, the second place is Su Rou, the third place is Xiang Dahai, the fourth place..."
After announcing the list, Kuang Yun added: "The assessment is over, and now it's time to reward the Little Spirit Pills. Since Zhang Yifeng won the championship in all three assessments, the reward was doubled, and he received a total of 600 Little Spirit Pills."
"Su Rou placed third twice and second once, and received a total of one hundred and ten small elixirs."
"Xiang Dahai placed third twice and received a total of 60 small elixirs. Come and claim the reward."
After the examiner finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng and the other three stepped onto the stage.
Zhang Yifeng looked indifferent, as if the six hundred elixirs did not tempt him at all, and even Su Rou was not interested. Only Xiang Dahai looked excited.
"Zhang Yifeng, here are your six hundred little elixirs. Count them." Kuang Yun threw Zhang Yifeng a small bag with the little elixirs inside.
Zhang Yifeng scanned the Little Spirit Pill with his spiritual consciousness and immediately frowned.
What kind of quality is this? It’s easy to get your hands on a small elixir of this quality. Pills are generally divided into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade. But Zhang Yifeng really wants to give this elixir a bad grade!
What a waste of material!
There is no way, as Zhang Yifeng was the King of Pills in his previous life, he was very sensitive and harsh on pills.
After awarding the Little Spiritual Pill, Kuang Yun spoke again: "Okay, from today on, the ten of you will officially become the disciples of Qingfeng Academy, my first outer courtyard."
After he finished speaking, a disciple immediately asked: "Examiner, I would like to ask, where is Qingfeng Academy?"
"Not here. You guys take a rest here today and follow me back to Qingfengyuan tomorrow."
"Senior, there is another question, whose sect do we belong to? Who will we practice with in the future?"
"This is a good question. Which deacon will you end up under depends on who comes to see you tonight. I will push your results to the deacons and elders. Everyone go back and wait for the results seriously."
Kuang Yun said, and began to arrange temporary rooms for everyone. Since the number of people was reduced, they could naturally live in one room each.
After Zhang Yifeng returned to his room, he continued to gather his strength into needles to assist in the cultivation of the Battle Immortal Body.
Since this method is effective, as long as you persist, you will definitely form the first golden point in your body.
Just when Zhang Yifeng was practicing seriously, a knock on the door suddenly came.
"who?"
Zhang Yifeng asked in a low voice.
"It's me, Su Rou." Su Rou's voice came from outside the door.
"Su Rou, why did she come to me?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly. His relationship with Su Rou could not be said to be good, nor could he be called friends. Could it be that Su Rou really liked him? He shook his head. Zhang Yifeng felt that he was overthinking. Although he thought he was very good, he was not.