Let Go Of That Primordial Man

There is a large open space in front of the mountain gate of Zixiao Sect.

It is even larger than the several-mile-wide open space where Niu Bawang Entertainment City is located.

Moreover, a thick layer of stone slabs was laid on the open space; the stone slabs had been cleaned several times by the slaves of the Zixiao Sect, making them look very fresh and clean.

Today's entrance examination for new disciples will be conducted in this open space...

At this time, it was just dawn, and there was still a long time before the entrance examination for new disciples.

But in this open space, at least five thousand people have gathered; Zixiao Sect's three-year recruitment of new disciples is a big event.

Not only on Giant Coconut Island, but also young people from the human race will come to participate.

Even on several large islands in the surrounding area, young boys and girls of the right age will not hesitate to travel thousands of miles to try their luck; maybe they will be able to form a fairy fate and become a master.

Basically, these people all have one thing in common, they are all young men and women with young faces.

The oldest among them is about twenty years old.

As for the older people, they were on the dirt outside the open space; a large, dark group of no less than ten thousand people had gathered there.

But these people are all family members, slaves, guards, etc. of the young men and women in the field.

In comparison, Mr. Niu, an old cucumber painted green and pretending to be young, is already the oldest Cai Bangzi to take part in this assessment.

It's just that the effect of the Fountain of Youth is too miraculous; everyone present can't tell that Mr. Niu is already Ben San's age.

There is no other way to participate in the assessment of new disciples of the Zixiao Sect. The Zixiao Sect has rigid rules.

The age must be under twenty years old, and the personal strength must be at least the eighth level warrior. I don't know if it is a coincidence, but the strength of such an eighth level is basically equivalent to the eighth level totem warrior.

Since it was still early, a group of young men and women in the venue were chatting and joking with their acquaintances, and their conversations were indescribably high-spirited.

It seems that this entry-level examination is as easy as picking up something from a bag for them.

But in fact, the entrance examination of Zixia Sect is extremely difficult; according to the information that Mr. Niu has learned in advance, each session can only accept about fifty people.

In other words, it is only one in a hundred. I don’t know where these little guys get their confidence.

Although Mr. Niu has a youthful face, his actual mental and physical age is enough for these people to call him uncle.

Therefore, he has no interest in bragging and spanking with these brats.

Seeing that it was still early, this guy found a piece of clean ground outside the crowd, sat down on the ground, and waited boredly for the official start of this assessment...

In this way, many people dressed up carefully and maintained their grace very deliberately.

Even among the young men and women who are like little cocks in heat, Mr. Niu, who doesn't care about his image at all, is simply a scorpion's shit and poison.

For a moment, I don't know how many looks of ridicule and contempt looked at Mr. Niu.

Mr. Niu was unmoved by this. If he wasn't worried that he would be full of alcohol during the assessment later, he would have planned to drink some wine to pass the hard time.

This situation suddenly changed when the sun rose three poles high.

Suddenly, hundreds of people, controlling various magic weapons, rushed out of the mountain gate and flew into the sky above the open space.

These examiners from the Zixiao Sect have finally appeared; this also means that an important moment that can change the fate of everyone in the field is about to begin.

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Before taking this entry-level assessment, Mr. Niu had imagined what he would encounter during the assessment?

According to the information he obtained, and more importantly, the routines that happened in the cultivation novels he had read.

Thinking about it, it must be like this: I came to participate alone, and it can be said that except for a handsome face, I have nothing at all.

In this way, you will definitely suffer all kinds of suppression and contempt.

But it doesn't matter, and there is no need to worry, because according to the usual routine, he will eventually be able to use his good qualifications to gain considerable attention from the Zixiao Sect.

Finally, there is a classic counterattack that makes people feel happy and slapped in the face.

This is also the fundamental reason why this guy was still so calm under the severe contempt from thousands of pairs of eyes just now; it felt so good to despise him as Mr. Niu at that time, but his face would hurt later.

But the development of things soon differed greatly from the plot designed by Mr. Niu.

Or to put it more fashionably in the modern world: From the very beginning, there was already an error in the way this entrance exam was opened...

Hundreds of Zixiao disciples, led by three old men, hovered above everyone's heads.

Then, a middle-aged disciple in the front row, at the signal of the leading old man, spoke loudly, and his voice easily fell into the ears of everyone present:

The triennial entrance examination of the Zixiao Sect is about to begin; I am Han Yuan, a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall. I think there are some rules that I need to inform you in advance.

During the assessment process, if there are loud noises, casual slapstick, or falsification, no matter who you are or how powerful your connections are, you will all be kicked out on the spot and all assessment results will be cancelled.

The words of the middle-aged disciple Han Yuan were ruthless and cold.

And when he spoke, not only his face was full of seriousness, but also all his momentum was unreservedly released downwards.

More importantly, Han Yuan, who is known as the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, is quite good in person.

According to Mr. Niu's observation, half of his feet should have already stepped into the threshold of the realm of heaven and human beings. In this way, how could the young men and women below be able to resist.

Turning his eyes, he saw that the boys below him had become extremely honest; Han Yuan was very satisfied with the effect achieved.

Until he saw a lazy young man outside the crowd.

At such an important moment, the guy was still sitting on the ground and seemed to have no intention of getting up. In an instant, Han Yuan's heart was filled with anger...

When Han Yuan noticed Mr. Niu, he naturally discovered this situation.

Then, when he noticed that the other party's face was unhappy, Mr. Niu's heart suddenly clicked; he knew that he had accidentally caused trouble.

And he estimated that Han Won couldn't even wait for a second and was about to explode.

Sure enough, Han Yuan immediately moved, controlled the magic weapon to shoot towards him, and soon appeared next to him.

Then an unexpected scene happened, Han Yuan forced out a smile.

He said to Master Niu in a flattering tone: Master Youming, why are you here? Don't you remember me? I am Xiao Han! I went to your song and dance hall with Wang Gui a few days ago.

At this time, Mr. Niu vaguely remembered the first day of the entertainment city.

Among the crowd who came to support Wang Gui, there seemed to be Han Won.

correct! Judging from my bad memory, this guy and Wang Gui had their arms around each other and danced all night long.

However, Mr. Niu, who had just recalled these situations, planned to say something.

Han Yuan had already turned around and shouted to his colleagues in the sky:

Junior brothers, as well as your senior sisters and junior sisters, hurry up and see Mr. Netherworld. If you want to get a good position in the song and dance hall from now on, you will all count on Mr. Netherworld...