[69 Book Bar - www.] Xu Maomu handed over the cards in his hand to the middle-aged man expressionlessly. The middle-aged man counted them, clasped his fists at Chen Lin and said, "Thank you, sir, my name is Wang Hao!", the man said to Chen Lin.
Chen Lin showed a grateful smile and then led everyone away.
After Wang Hao and others left, everyone became quiet and sat on the ground without saying a word. They looked at Chen Lin and Xu Mao from time to time; anyone could see the unhappiness on their faces.
"Brother," Xu Mao said to Chen Lin after a long while.
"Well, something's wrong?" Chen Lin wiped the flute, as if there were stains on the flute that couldn't be wiped off.
"There are ten of us in total, and now there are only six of us with badges left. Brothers are not happy," Xu Mao said with a livid face.
"Are you saying I did something wrong?" Chen Lin turned his head and looked at Xu Mao with cold eyes, which made Xu Mao's heart feel cold.
Huh, they did help me a lot. You want to use this action to gain prestige among everyone, but I won't let you do it.
"As long as you think you can handle more than a hundred of them, then go get it yourself, but before you leave, leave me my share," Chen Lin said domineeringly.
Hearing this, Xu Mao lowered his head, but with a cold look in his eyes. Then he ran to comfort everyone, discussed with them for a while, and selected the other five people who should get the waist card; as for the four eliminated people, they were
No matter what, Xu Mao couldn't care less at this time.
The four people who were eliminated walked out of the camp with expressionless expressions; they also wanted to use this night to try their luck, hoping to get ten waist cards in this night.
It was getting late in the morning, and the remaining five people had their eyes wide open. This was the last night, and we must not capsize in the gutter.
But their eyes looked at Chen Lin from time to time, looking at Chen Lin who was lying on the ground, sleeping soundly, their eyes were full of envy. It's better to have an identity and background, everyone sighed in their hearts.
Chen Lin was indeed asleep. It was not that he was pretending, but that he knew that the identity he pretended to be was the most advantageous weapon against others. If others wanted to attack him, they would definitely worry about his identity and background; this is why he could
The capital of showing off.
Chen Lin, who was sleeping, suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in the world suddenly became richer, and he even felt that his cultivation level was slowly increasing. What was going on? Chen Lin woke up instantly. You must know that it has not started yet.
What about the exercises?
Just when Chen Lin wanted to open his eyes, an irresistible force suddenly came. Before Chen Lin could react, he felt his body being thrown away, and then he felt like he was sitting in the clouds.
It was still in front of the mountain, with everyone lying there in a mess.
"Wake up", a loud shout rang in everyone's ears. Everyone was woken up and looked around nervously. When they saw the old man and the Black Sect disciples in front of them, they immediately understood that they had come out and relaxed.
Only then did everyone realize that the sun was already shining brightly here. "Could it be that the time outside is different from the time inside?" Chen Lin frowned and wondered.
"Put your badges in front of me to register," the old man said without sadness or joy.
Upon hearing this, the faces of those who passed the examination were full of joy, while the faces of those who had not passed the examination were full of pain, and even worse, they looked up to the sky and cried bitterly.
"How is that possible?" Looking at the statistical data, the old man's face became unnatural, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Number 130, Wang Hao, come out here!" The old man looked at the statistical data and shouted loudly, his face livid.
"Junior Wang Hao has met our seniors!" The middle-aged man who led more than a hundred people to surround Xu Mao and others that day stood up and said with a respectful expression.
"You killed the owner of the number 38, 120, and 37 badges!" the old man asked.
"This... wasn't killed by me!" Wang Hao said after a long while.
"If you didn't kill them, then where are they now? If you didn't kill them, hahahaha, maybe they gave you their badges as a gift!" The old man said with an angry look on his face and angrily laughed.
"This...they were indeed not killed by the juniors!" Wang Hao said in embarrassment. He could not say that he had obtained it by leading people around Chen Lin.
That would offend Chen Lin, which also meant offending the forces behind Chen Lin, and his death might not be far away.
But if you don't tell yourself, you won't be able to explain how you got the belt.
Wang Hao looked embarrassed.
"I gave it to them, and I killed those people too!" Seeing the embarrassment on Wang Hao's face, Chen Lin suddenly stood up and said.
"Then why did you kill... Well, it was you, Mr. Hu, why did you?" After hearing this, before seeing who said it, the old man immediately took over the words and scolded loudly, but halfway through the sentence, he suddenly saw that it was Chen
Lin quickly woke up and said helplessly.
"Why, when we entered there, didn't we say we were going to take care of ourselves? I saw that they were unhappy, so I killed them. Could it be that they couldn't be killed?" Chen Lin raised his eyebrows and asked.
It turns out that the people in the Black Gate kept records of those who were talented; Chen Lin thought to himself that the people he killed were all those who showed great talent during the talent test that day.
"This...no, it's just that they are all very talented people." The old man said with a sad face.
Despite the great achievements of the Black Sect, they do not attach much importance to these over-age disciples, because most of these people have only been at the bottom of the Black Sect their whole lives.
But the people at the bottom are precisely the foundation of a sect, and it will take a long time for the Black Sect to train those disciples who are under ten years old; and those talented over-age disciples who are mentally mature can help the sect deal with some things.
"You're already dead, what else do you need to explain?" Chen Lin said disdainfully. He was laughing in his heart. The enemy's loss was his own happiness.
Hearing this, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he was already wailing in his heart. This time he recruited these over-age disciples, and he messed up the matter. Alas, it seems that he still needs his own brother to help him plead with the sect leader.
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With a sad face, the old man took the dozen or so people who had passed to the sect's home of the Black Sect, and those who had not passed were all taken down the mountain by the Black Sect disciples.