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Chapter 908 Who are they?

After checking for an hour, Zhang Yifeng finally got a rough understanding of the contestants' cultivation.

"Let's check Shen Qingteng's storage ring."

When he came back last night, Zhang Yifeng had not investigated Shen Qingteng's storage ring. It might not be possible if there is anything good to come in handy.

Shen Qingteng's storage ring space is not large, and of course it is not small.

I carefully checked Shen Qingteng's Qiankun bag, which contained food, drinks, martial arts and spiritual medicines.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yifeng looked down on these martial arts skills, and some spiritual medicines were of some use to him.

In addition to martial arts, the most precious thing left by Shen Qingteng is the white sword, which is an acquired weapon. I don’t know where Shen Qingteng got it.

Once Zhang Yifeng is fully skilled in the 108 hammers, he can melt the sword to refine the traces of the sky.

Unfortunately, although the sword is good, Zhang Yifeng dared not use it in the royal city. If he wants to use Shen Qingteng's things, he must at least leave the royal city.

In the royal city, he blatantly used Shen Qingteng's things, which was seeking death. Zhang Yifeng was not that stupid.

After checking Shen Qingteng's storage ring, Zhang Yifeng took out Uncle Qiang's ring. Uncle Qiang is much poorer than Shen Qingteng. After a look, Zhang Yifeng was no longer interested.

Time passed, and the next day, Zhang Yifeng went to Badatang entrance in person.

Although he has obtained the qualification to participate, he still has to verify his identity and then conduct a preliminary election. In other words, it is to register.

Only by being qualified can you register. But it is not 100% successful. After all, there is also the so-called primary election, and many people may be eliminated directly when registering.

The registration address for this competition is at the entrance of the eight halls of the foreign tribe of the Shen family.

You can register for each hall at the Eight Great Hall entrance. Successful contestants will hold the preliminary competition at the hall they have registered for. Only the top ten in each hall are eligible for the final final.

Because of this competition, the Bada Hall entrance will recruit disciples, which means that the participants want to stay in the hall.

The eight halls of the Shen family’s foreign tribes are also divided into strength and weakness. The strong hall is naturally the place where the prides of heaven gather.

The hall where Zhang Yifeng chose to sign up was Lightning Hall.

Lightning Hall is just a more modest hall at the Eight Great Hall entrances, not prominent or too backward.

"What are you doing!"

Zhang Yifeng had just arrived at the gate of the Lightning Hall and was immediately stopped by the disciples guarding the gate.

"Hello, we are the contestants who are here to participate in the competition." Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly.

“Go in and turn right.”

The guardian of the gate did not make things difficult for Zhang Yifeng. After Zhang Yifeng entered the Lightning Hall, the foreign disciple who guarded the gate sighed and said to another disciple.

"This year I signed up for the Lightning Hall, and there are some young boys. I'm afraid that the boy was only twenty-one or two years old. It seems that the first place this year is difficult to appear from my Lightning Hall."

"There is no way, who made the Lightning Hall not strong? Those prides of heaven don't come to the Lightning Hall to register. Even if they come, they will be taken away by other halls in the end."

Zhang Yifeng did not hear the conversation between the two. After entering, he saw a huge yard.

In the yard, many disciples were training. They had a giant ape embroidered on their left chest and lightning embroidered on their right chest. This is the symbol of the foreigners of the Shen family.

The clan emblem of the inner race is a golden ape. The clan emblem of the outer race is a giant ape plus the symbol of each hall.

The Shen family has a great status in the royal city, both foreign and internal tribes. For ordinary families, even foreign disciples dare not offend them.

After searching for a while, Zhang Yifeng finally found the place to register, which was a large living room.

When Zhang Yifeng first came, several young men and women walked out of the hall together. These people were talking and laughing, and talking about each other.

"According to what I learned, there are no top ten young heroes who sign up for Lightning Hall. In other words, if we come to Lightning Hall to register, each of us will have the opportunity to enter the top ten. We will be able to participate in the finals at that time."

"Yes, Lightning Hall is our gospel. At least you have a greater grasp of entering the finals. Even if you don't get a good ranking in the end, you will be more face-saving to enter the finals."

Hearing the conversation between these young people, Zhang Yifeng was speechless. Although he signed up at the Lightning Hall, he did not intend to give up. He would win the first place in the competition this time.

I chose Lightning Hall because he is low-key.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng walked into the hall.

Before he could walk in, Zhang Yifeng heard the roar of a woman coming from the hall.

"Bastard! Do these guys really treat me, Lightning Hall as a springboard to enter the finals? Look, who are the people who come to sign up! Almost all are young people of twenty-four or five years old. Such young people can have such a young age, so can they have

How many monsters? A bastard!"

"Director Ding, be calm and calm, it is easy for women to grow old when they are angry."

"How can I calm down? These little bastards treat me as lightning hall."

"Deacon Ding, calm and calm."

"I don't have any eggs, how can I be sure of eggs!"

When Zhang Yifeng heard the conversation in the hall, he thrust his face. Deacon Ding seemed to have a hot temper? Menopause must have arrived, but it is true to think about it. If young Junjie didn't sign up with them, they really had no face.

Outside the door, Zhang Yifeng tidied up his clothes and knocked politely on the door.

Zhang Yifeng still understands this rule after two lifetimes.

"Come in."

The voice of the hot deacon seemed to deliberately restrain his emotions. After all, the person who knocked on their door might be here to sign up.

Soon, Zhang Yifeng walked into the hall and found three people, two men and one woman.

Two men were sitting on the chair, but the woman sat directly on the table. The woman was wearing a tight dress, her legs crossed and her white thighs were exposed.

It is obvious that this is the woman who lost her temper just now. It can be seen that this woman is not a quiet person.

But what surprised Zhang Yifeng was that this was not the menopausal woman he imagined, but was beautiful and young.

The woman looks only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Of course, she may be in her thirties or forties, or even older.

The woman's hair is red, her clothes are red, and even the whip hanging around her waist is red.

Although the woman's figure is not as good as Ye Zhimei, she is not much worse. She is also a seductive goblin.

"Hello, elders."

Zhang Yifeng took a look and then withdrew his gaze. Although the woman's sitting posture was very tempting, Zhang Yifeng was a person who had seen the world.

"Are you here to sign up?"

The deacon jumped off the table, looked at Zhang Yifeng, and his brows frowned tightly.

Young, too young!

This kid looks even more immature than the group of people just now.
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