Whenever disciples are assessed in the iron prison, their masters are guarding outside the iron cage to prevent their lives from being in danger.
Mo Changjun looked at Fang Sheng, looked worried, and said, "Fang Sheng, three months ago, my teacher once told you to practice strictly and never neglect it. This is the time to verify whether you are following my teacher's teachings."
When Fang Sheng heard what Mo Changjun said, he wanted to ejaculate on Mo Changjun's hypocritical face! He roared in his heart: "You turtle grandson! You are really not a damn thing! You really said this to the young master. That was what you said after you threw the young master into the kitchen! You turtle grandson worked all day long, so how could you take time to practice! You turtle grandson is such a fool!"
However, Fang Sheng is also a villain! He has already used extremely dirty words in his heart and greeted Mo Changjun too many times. However, Fang Sheng still had a respectful expression on his face and said, "Disciple will definitely do its best, but he is stupid. If he cannot pass this assessment, please don't blame him." After that, he entered the iron prison. But Mo Changjun had a gloomy smile on his face.
All the elders of Tailing Sect's eyes were gathered on Fang Sheng. They all wanted to know how amazing the earth-shaking progress this talented disciple would have shown!
Lan Xingzi also stared at Fang Sheng for a long time before inserting the key in his hand into the stone table and slowly twisted it.
I saw a strong wild wolf rushing out of the small cage and jumping in front of Fang Sheng, looking at Fang Sheng with great hostility. The wild wolf was very cunning. It could not see a trace of fear in Fang Sheng's eyes, so it did not dare to act rashly.
Seeing that the wild wolf was reluctant to take action, Fang Sheng took the initiative to shout and rushed forward. When the wild wolf saw Fang Sheng attacking, he was not willing to be outdone. He kicked the ground with his hind legs, his body rose into the air, and attacked Fang Sheng.
Fang Sheng's cultivation level has reached the late stage of the Binghegemony. His body skills and eyesight have long exceeded that of ordinary junior disciples. At the moment of colliding with the wild wolf, Fang Sheng turned his body slightly, and then gently rubbed his arm against the wolf's claws. In an instant, a shallow wound appeared on his arm, and blood slowly oozed out. Fang Sheng was delighted when he saw the hole in his arm, because this was exactly the result he wanted - he suffered a small injury, and then he was eliminated naturally. He sat on the ground, holding up the injured arm, and said: "Help! Help! I'm injured! Let me out!"
At this time, all the elders watching on the stage showed surprise on their faces. They never expected that this talented disciple would be eliminated so soon. They even never expected that Fang Lingtian's descendants would shout "Help" the extremely embarrassing words!
"This is just beginning? Keep enjoying it!" At this time, Mo Changjun showed a gloomy expression on his face.
Fang Sheng shouted for a while, but he found that no one was willing to help him kill the wild wolf. He thought to himself: "Do you think the injury of me is minor?"
At this time, the wild wolf rushed towards Fang Sheng even more fiercely. Fang Sheng was still sitting on the ground without showing any stance to face the enemy.
In an instant, the disciples in the entire assessment field exclaimed because they saw that the wild wolf had bit Fang Sheng's right hand tightly, and Fang Sheng was howling heartbrokenly. In this situation, the disciples who were preparing for the assessment were frightened to the ground. In fact, Fang Sheng was not really bitten by the wild wolf, but used his right hand to hold the wild wolf's mouth tightly. The wild wolf could not hurt Fang Sheng at all.
"Ah-It hurts so much. Come and save me quickly." Fang Sheng grinned and showed a painful expression.
But something that surprised Fang Sheng had happened. No elder here was willing to save him. They all looked at him like watching a show, and even Ling Yunzi looked at Fang Sheng with a embarrassed look.
Fang Sheng felt completely cold. He didn't know why these people were targeting him like this. Do they all want to die? Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "Yes, maybe they really want to die here! What did he do?! Why did they die here? Is it just to dispel their concerns?"
The wild wolf took advantage of Fang Sheng's dazed and bit Fang Sheng's right hand with all his strength. A stream of blood splattered out of the wolf's mouth. Fang Sheng felt a pain in his right hand and screamed in pain. The wild wolf knew that Fang Sheng's strength was not limited to this, so he did not rush to attack Fang Sheng again, but fled to the side and waited for the opportunity to launch an attack.
At this time, Mo Xiner, who was watching in the stands, was eating candied haws. Seeing Fang Sheng’s miserable appearance, she sighed slightly and said, “Fang Sheng is so miserable. I will be kind-hearted and say something good to him in front of the leader.”
Fang Sheng looked around, looked at the cold eyes and his bloody right hand, and said to himself, "They all want me to die! They are all fucking bastards." A fire of anger arose from the heart and rushed straight toward his head. Fang Sheng waved his hand, and the steel sword inlaid with black black crystal stone appeared in his hand. At this time, he obviously felt that the true energy in his body was constantly surging, and a thought of fighting also appeared in his mind.
The wild wolf could feel the murderous aura emitted from Fang Sheng's body. It was extremely terrifying and domineering murderous aura. It scared it backed up repeatedly.
Fang Sheng had red eyes, a stiff smile appeared, and shouted, "I want to run away? If I hurt me, I plan to leave? You can't run away. You bastards who want to harm us Fang Sheng can't run away!" Their body was like a black wind, attacking the wild wolf. The wild wolf could not dodge. When he was still in shock, he was killed by Fang Sheng with a sword and blood splattered in the cage.
Fang Sheng originally didn't want to pass this assessment, so he planned to continue to endure it, but these bastards had already forced him to a dead end and could no longer bear it! He then took action to kill the wild wolf.
This sword seemed average, but its power was extremely powerful. This sword could cut off the body of the wild wolf. It can be seen that Fang Sheng's cultivation had reached the late stage of the military union. Everyone present was surprised. The most surprised was Mo Changjun, because he did not teach Fang Sheng a move, and Fang Sheng only listened to Mo Yuntian's few lessons. How could he reach the late stage of the military union with those lessons? Could it be that he was really a top genius? He couldn't believe it, and he was even more unwilling to believe what he saw.
Fang Sheng's extremely cruel sword really made these junior disciples feel excited. Because they always imagined that they could kill this ferocious wild wolf with one sword, which made them famous.
At this time, Mo Xiner, who was originally planning to plead for Fang Sheng, saw such a scene and showed her jealous nature and cursed: "Bastard, this bastard cannot be so powerful. I beat him up that day so that he could not fight back. When I saw me, I was like a mouse and a cat. How could he be so powerful today! There must be something tricky!"
Mo Xiner jumped to Lan Xingzi, pretended to be innocent and said, "Uncle Lan, let me see if the bronze key in your hand is good?"
Lan Xingzi was already shocked by Fang Sheng's sword. He suddenly heard Mo Xiner's voice and came to his senses. Seeing that it was the troublesome Mo Xiner, he shook his head and handed her the key.
The moment he handed the key in his hand to Mo Xiner, he suddenly woke up and said, "You little trickster, what are you doing with my key?"
Mo Xiner's innocent face had already become ferocious. She stretched out her jade hand and quickly inserted the key into the hole of the stone table, twisted it around, and then laughed and said, "Bastard, this time it's not enough for you to drink a pot!"
"No! This is the difficulty of assessing senior disciples!" Lan Xingzi, Hong and Qingyi shouted in shock.
But it was too late, and Mo Xiner had already turned the key around.