Final Priesthood

Chapter 127 His strength is so ordinary

“.The rules of this personal examination are very simple. It is up to you seven candidates to decide the only personal successor.

 Means of competition include but are not limited to force.

As long as you are the first to walk out of the assessment room with the consent of the other six people, it will be fine.

It’s a long way, are you listening to me? "

In the corridor leading to the assessment room, Lin Zhiqin stopped and turned to look at Lu Yuan, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

 “Listening.”

Lu Yuan put down the palm of his right hand that had been staring at him all the way without leaving any trace, and replied without changing his expression.

Ever since he successfully understood He Jin yesterday, his interest has been focused on He Jin.

 Want to figure out everything no matter what.

Lin Zhiqin was not paying much attention when talking to him just now, but he deserted and was caught on the spot.

“You should be almost done with Linghe Shen, right? Have you reached the thirtieth move of Linghe Shen?

Hand out your hand and show it to me”

Just when Lu Yuan was about to reach out, Lin Zhiqin suddenly shook his head again and said quickly: "Forget it.

 It doesn’t make sense to say this now.

I will tell you a few more words, and you must listen carefully."

 “Tell me, coach.”

“Your martial arts talent is very good, but unfortunately the training time is too short.

 The other candidates competing with you for direct inheritance have all spent more than ten times, or even dozens of times, as much time as you on martial arts.

This assessment is inherently unfair to you, just do your best. "

Lin Zhiqin’s words seemed to be comforting, but his tone soon became serious again, “But you must remember one thing, no matter what, make sure you don’t get seriously injured.

The Crane Sect is not an ordinary martial arts school. They may be quite ruthless in their attacks. You need to learn to bow your head when the situation arises.

You are still young now, so there is no shame in not being as good as others, but if you suffer some irreversible injury to your body, there is no point in regretting it later.

 By the way, this is for you. "

Lin Zhiqin said, took out a white porcelain bottle as long as a little finger from his pocket and handed it to Lu Yuan.

“There is a red pill here, which has the effect of clearing away evil spirits, detoxifying, and relieving pain and itching.

 If necessary, take it out and eat it.

 Don’t worry, this is not a violation. "

 “Remove evil and detoxify?”

Lu Yuan took the porcelain bottle, looking slightly startled and surprised.

“The assessment process may make us poisoned?”

 “Maybe, I’m just guessing.”

Lin Zhiqin’s eyes flickered and he looked away unconsciously.

 Suddenly he sighed again and whispered: "Actually, it may not be a bad thing for you to miss this personal assessment."

 After saying that, Lin Zhiqin shook his head and asked Lu Yuan to speed up his pace.

Lu Yuan was not in a hurry to follow. Instead, he looked down at the porcelain bottle in his hand and frowned slightly.

Lin Zhiqin also specially gave himself an antidote.

Is there any test such as resistance to poison in today's personal assessment?

The Crane Sect is a serious ancient martial arts sect. In order to remind its disciples that the world is dangerous and they need to be careful of their opponents poisoning when they go out, it is not impossible to set up a poison gate.

 But what do Lin Zhiqin’s last words mean?

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, he stuffed the porcelain bottle into his pocket and put it away carefully, then stepped forward to follow.

 After walking for three or four minutes, Lu Yuan followed Lin Zhiqin to an empty courtyard.

There are four pairs of stone tables and benches in the middle of the courtyard, surrounded by bamboos, orchids, and grasses, and surrounded by a creek.

The environment is quiet and elegant, and it looks like a place where large families gathered and chatted in ancient times.

 At this time, there were about ten people standing in the courtyard.

 Six direct disciples of the Crane Sect, and their respective candidates for direct disciples.

There are also Liu Si, whom I haven't seen for a long time, and several servants of Linghexuan who are wearing short shirts and are responsible for reception.

The arrival of Lin Zhiqin and Lu Yuan attracted the attention of several of them, but they only glanced at them and didn't look more at them.

Most people didn't even look at them, and kept looking straight ahead.

Lin Zhiqin led Lu Yuan to a middle-aged woman with short hair and a white face. The latter smiled at him, and then whispered to Lin Zhiqin.

This woman Lu Yuan has met several times before. She is one of the descendants of the Crane Sect and is very powerful.

Other relatives were either outwardly polite or indifferent to Lin Zhiqin. Only she had the best relationship with Lin Zhiqin.

However, the candidates brought by women had a very bad attitude towards Lu Yuan.

She is a girl with an oval face and a ponytail. She looks to be in her early twenties. She has never looked at Lu Yuan seriously during the few times they have met. She is not as good as Wang Xu back then.

Lu Yuan stood behind Lin Zhiqin. The oval-faced girl, who was also standing behind the short-haired woman, glanced sideways at him, still showing no intention of communicating with him.

 Lu Yuan had beaten oval-faced girls to death several times in his conscious space.

 The state of mind is naturally very good. Look at the eyes, nose and mind, just like an old Buddha.

Liu Sixu, who was standing at the front of the crowd, saw that everyone had arrived, so he ordered someone to bring a chair with a purple incense burner on it.

 Then light a stick of sandalwood in the incense burner.

 The smoke of sandalwood incense is as straight as a pillar.

As the sandalwood slowly burned, the subtle sounds in the courtyard became smaller and smaller, until a needle drop could be heard, and only the sound of gurgling water could be heard.

 Finally, the stick of incense burned out.

Liu Si opened his mouth and announced: "Seven candidates are invited to enter."

Lin Zhiqin turned around and gave Lu Yuan a look. Lu Yuan took two steps forward and then followed the other six candidates up the courtyard steps.

Going inside is a huge room with an open door. From the outside in, you can see that there is a brown wooden floor inside, and huge Chinese characters for "Crane" are written on the four walls.

“After you enter, the entire room will be completely sealed.

 The air inside is enough for the seven of you to breathe for three hours.

 If the direct successor is not determined within three hours, everyone will be disqualified.

 There is a button at the exit of the room. As long as you keep pressing it for more than thirty seconds, the door will open from the inside.

 The first one to walk out of the room is the new successor.

Hmm, one more thing, all your performance in the room can only be seen by the host. "

Liu Si gently described the rules of the assessment to Lu Yuan and the others.

 Then he stepped aside a few steps and extended his hand to invite them in.

 It is said to be a rule, but in fact it seems that there are no rules.

Lu Yuan subconsciously pinched the antidote given by Lin Zhiqin in his pocket, and thoughtfully, he was the last one among the seven in line and walked in slowly.

 After he fully entered the room, just as Liu Si said, the door was closed behind them.

The sound of continuous mechanical operation was that of a pure steel door that was more than a palm thick.

 The assessment has officially begun.

"wait."

 When Lu Yuan and seven others entered the assessment room, the door was closed.

The middle-aged woman with short hair asked Lin Zhiqin to sit down on a nearby stone table.

Other relatives also took their seats, and Liu Si greeted his servants to quickly bring tea, water, melons, fruits and snacks. Seven personal descendants just finished dividing the four stone tables.

“Try this Crane Spirit Cake, I remember it was your favorite at first.

　　When we were practicing together, I was beaten by the teacher and I would wake up crying in the middle of the night. If I give you a piece of this, I will stop crying immediately. "

The short-haired woman pushed a long white pastry that had just been served on the table in the direction of Lin Zhiqin.

 “Thank you, senior sister.”

Lin Zhiqin thanked him, picked up a piece of pastry, put it into his mouth, and took a bite.

 While chewing, he seemed to remember something. He remained silent, but tears suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes.

"OK OK."

The short-haired woman reached out and patted Lin Zhiqin's shoulder, comforting her softly: "No matter what, we are all a family.

 After surviving the great changes in the sect, we and the others have become closer than brothers.

 Senior Brother Three and Junior Brother Five will often mention you to me.

Although the teacher may be angry with you, he will always keep you in mind.

 Why did you get an appointment for Momo’s surgery? "

Lin Zhiqin stopped chewing suddenly, raised his head suddenly, and said in a daze: "Is it because of the teacher?"

  “Of course it’s because of the teacher.”

The short-haired woman said calmly: "Take advantage of this assessment opportunity and go to the teacher to admit your mistake.

 Just say you regret it, wait for the man to come back, cut off his head with your own hands and send it to the teacher.

"You don't have to do it, just show your attitude, and the teacher may be relieved and accept you as a direct disciple."

"teacher"

Lin Zhiqin’s lips were covered with fine pastry powder and he was trembling, as if he wanted to say something.

 But the look of struggle, hesitation and pain kept flashing across his face.

The short-haired woman didn’t push him, she changed the subject and whispered: “You need to make a decision as soon as possible.

 If it’s too late, you may not have this opportunity. "

“In a few years, Second Senior Brother may be the new leader of the Crane Faction.”

"Um?!"

Lin Zhiqin was suddenly startled, all the complicated expressions on his face disappeared, and he raised his eyes to look at a person not far away.

This man has thick black hair and a ruddy complexion, and his exact age cannot be seen.

 A person is sitting alone at a table, there is an invisible aura in his movements, and he is quietly sipping tea.

“Second senior brother has almost understood the true meaning, and the recommended disciple will soon become the new direct successor.”

The short-haired woman sighed again: "It's a coincidence that the man came back at this time. If the second senior brother takes advantage of the success of killing that man again, the leader of the future faction is basically certain."

“True meaning, has Second Senior Brother come this far?”

Lin Zhiqin's expression changed for a while, he glanced at the side and said: "I'm afraid the other brothers won't let him be so powerful, right?"

The short-haired woman smiled and said lightly: "What can I do if I don't want to?

　　　It’s a shame to offend him about the personal transmission.

It may not be possible.

I have seen Xiao Mubai recommended by my second senior brother, and he is indeed outstanding.

And with the help of the second senior brother, it is no exaggeration to say that it is unstoppable. "

The short-haired woman raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the door of the examination room, sighing in a low voice: "Twenty-five years old, proficient in fists and feet, with great strength and the ability to comprehend a real skill.

 Perhaps there are other means hidden.

This talent, even if it has been carefully cultivated by the second senior brother, is still better than what we had at the beginning.

Among the six people who entered, who can stop him, and who is qualified to stop him?

The teacher has seen it, so there is no reason not to accept it."

Lin Zhiqin remained silent and just ate the pastries in his hand.

 The door behind him is completely closed.

 There were only seven people left in the huge assessment room.

 Nearly everyone dispersed subconsciously.

Lu Yuan also quietly took two steps to the side, and soon saw Wang Xu and others exchanging glances quickly.

The spearheads were vaguely pointing in the same direction, and it seemed that he was standing not far from him, a young man with short white hair who had kept his head lowered and motionless since he came in.

 “It seems like something interesting is going to happen.”

Lu Yuan blinked.

He originally planned to come in and sweep away a few people in the venue, quickly passing the test.

 But looking at the current situation, he is not so anxious.

 Lu Yuan crossed his arms and got into a theater posture, curiously looking between the people on both sides, waiting for their long-planned "performance".

 “Get ready..take action.”

The tall and sturdy man whispered something, gave the person next to him a look, and the other four people immediately moved.

They formed a formation that had been rehearsed for a long time, and slowly tried to surround the white-haired young man standing at the front with his back to them.

 But not before their fan shape has fully unfolded.

　　The white-haired young man who had been standing still suddenly spoke.

 “You guys are a bunch of rubbish.”

Well.

　　The unabashed voice echoed in the closed venue and seemed particularly clear.

 The moving bodies of the five tall and muscular men were instantly frozen.

 Even Lu Yuan was startled.

ˆ He took a good look at the white-haired young man who was closest to him at this time.

 I was greatly surprised.

This man is obviously of average strength, but his opening remarks are really arrogant.

“Only trash can come up with such trashy and despicable methods.”

The white-haired young man said this and slowly turned around.

　　showing a handsome face full of indifference.

“I found someone to pretend to be my sister. My mother said that my whole family had been kidnapped.

 Trying to influence my mood and state.

This is such a bad idea. How on earth did you come up with it? "

The white-haired young man glanced at everyone on the field and spoke word by word.

 (End of this chapter)