Invasion of evil spirits: I have a passive skill

The square was crowded with people, hundreds of people stood in the middle of the square, most of them stood together in twos and threes.

At this time, the elders of Dongwuzong are still in the future, so everyone is whispering.

"Master Zhang, long time no see, I didn't expect to see you here."

At this moment, there was a piercing laughter from the side, and people around looked sideways.

Chen Dong turned his head to look, and found that the person who came was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, followed by a young man with a haughty expression.

"This person is Kong Lingshan, the patriarch of the Confucius family in Yancheng. Behind him should be his eldest son Kong Xiangming. Although we and the Kong family belong to the same jurisdiction, the Kong family has never been at odds with our Yuding gang. It was a year ago that I brought someone to worship Dongwuzong for the first time."

Zhang Long explained to Chen Dong in a low voice, and then responded loudly without showing any weakness: "Why, only you, the Kong family, are allowed to come here, and I, Zhang, are not allowed to come to the sect."

"Hehe, everyone can come to the sect, but Chief Zhang must refrain from bringing some people who are trying to gain fame." Kong Lingshan said sarcastically.

"Hmph! Don't bother Patriarch Kong." Zhang Long snorted coldly after his scar was exposed. The two of them wanted to say something when dozens of figures suddenly came from outside the square.

These dozen or so people went straight to a stone platform in the square. The first three men were all wearing green clothes, and behind the three men stood neatly dozens of young men and women in white clothes. The character 'East' was uniformly embroidered on their right chests, and they were all disciples of Dongwuzong.

"Oops, this time the sect was selected, why is he?" Zhang Long saw the appearance of the man standing in the middle, his face darkened, and he said in a low voice.

"What? Does Chief Zhang have any grievances with this person?" Chen Dong raised his brows and asked.

"Teacher Chen, you don't know something. In fact, Dongwu Sect's examination for selecting disciples for entry is extremely simple, that is, you have to fight against the inner disciples of Dongwu Sect before you have the opportunity to worship Dongwu Sect."

"The first three people are the elders of Dongwu Sect who are in charge of this disciple's assessment and judgment. If someone can fight against inner disciples for half a cup of tea (5 minutes) without losing, and at least one of the elders thinks you have some qualifications, Then you can join Dongwu Sect."

"But what does this have to do with me?" Chen Dong asked puzzled.

"It's a big relationship."

Zhang Long smiled wryly, and continued: "Because you want to become the elder Keqing of Dongwu Sect, the person who will fight you will be one of these three elders, and if you can't last a stick of incense (three ten minutes), You fail."

"Actually, if it's someone else, I wouldn't worry about it, but you are from our Jade Cauldron Clan, and the elder at the head, his name is Kong Yuankai."

Surname Kong! ?
Chen Dong's pupils shrank, and he immediately thought of Kong Lingshan who spoke provocatively just now.

"Is he from the Kong family?"

"To be more precise, he is Kong Lingshan's second uncle. He entered the Golden Blood Realm 15 years ago. There are rumors that he is one of the most likely masters of the Dongwu Sect to be promoted to the Xiantian Grandmaster in the future."

"Even if I face Kong Yuankai, I will definitely not be able to last a stick of incense." Zhang Long's face was extremely ugly at this time.

"Don't worry Zhang Gang, I have my own points." Chen Dong shook his head noncommittally, and then looked towards the field.

But when Zhang Long heard that the matter had come to an end, no matter what, Kong Yuankai would make things difficult for him, so he could only secretly pray that Chen Dong could survive the stick of incense.

At this time, Kong Yuankai also said loudly to the people in the square:

"I believe that everyone should be clear about the ancestral rules of my Dongwu Sect. I won't say anything superfluous. Those whose names are called below, please stand up. The rest of you should stand by the side of the square."

After hearing this, everyone in the square dispersed outward like a tide.

"Wang Wen!" Another elder on the stone platform shouted while holding a roster.

"To!"

Among the crowd, a young man came out, and at the same time, a disciple of Dongwu Sect also jumped down from the stone platform.

Wang Wen bowed his hands at the disciple, and immediately attacked.

From Chen Dong's gaze, it is not difficult to see that this young man named Wang Wen has already entered the Body Tempering Realm. He is in the Body Tempering Realm at such a young age. There is no shortage of geniuses.

And the Dongwu Sect disciple he was facing seemed to be a warrior of the Body Tempering Realm as well, but although they were in the same realm, Wang Wen obviously lacked combat experience. Apart from the ferocious attack at the beginning, there were even more flaws in the follow-up.

Sure enough, the Dongwu Sect disciple found a flaw, and brought down Wang Wen with just one move, making it impossible for the latter to rise again.

"Wang Wen lost."

One of the elders ruthlessly announced the result.

Hearing this, a person from the sidelines hurried over to help Wang Wen up, and left sadly.

"Next, Yang Lu."

In this way, Dong Wuzong kept reading out the roster, and one by one candidate disciples entered the field. Each time, different Dongwu Sect disciples played against each other.

It's just that after half an hour, no one can survive half a stick of incense under the disciples of Dongwuzong.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly seemed like a dark cloud cover, very depressing.

At this moment, a name sounded again in the field.

"Kong Xiangming."

The eldest son of the Kong family who stood behind Kong Lingshan and waited for a long time came out.

"Please advise."

Kong Xiangming bowed unhurriedly, the Dongwu Sect disciple was slightly taken aback, and then returned the salute.

"Brother, be careful."

As soon as Kong Xiangming finished speaking, he took a step forward. The distance between the two of them was tens of feet, but it seemed as if they had never existed at this time.

The disciple of Dongwu Sect was startled, but after all, he had rich experience in battles, and instead of retreating, he punched forward.

Boom!
The two fists collided, and there was a dull sound. What most people didn't expect was that Kong Xiangming didn't move at all, but the disciple of Dongwu Sect took several steps back.

"Junior brother is really amazing." The disciple of Dongwu Sect suffered a small loss, and his face did not show frustration, but circled in the middle of the field, obviously intending to use his strengths to avoid weaknesses, not to compete with Kong Xiangming, and to win by speed.

Seeing this, Kong Xiangming smiled lightly, retracted his fist into his stomach, and then kicked his legs, and the person had already been shot in front of this Dongwu Sect disciple, and punched again.

This time, Kong Xiangming's speed was faster than before. The disciple of Dongwu Sect obviously didn't expect Kong Xiangming to be both powerful and fast. He was hit in the abdomen with one punch, and curled up on the ground in pain.

"The victory and defeat have been divided, and Kong Xiangming wins."

At this time, Kong Yuankai on the stone platform spoke.

"Thank you, brother, for your teaching." Kong Xiangming returned the salute again, then glanced at Chen Dong contemptuously, chuckled nonchalantly, and walked up to the stone platform.

In the next few hours, disciples appeared one after another, but most of them couldn't last half a cup of tea.

Occasionally there are a few disciples who can survive, and they survived the time dangerously.

I don't know if the roster was tampered with, or if it was a coincidence, at the end of the roster, it was finally Chen Dong's turn.

"Chen Dong."