Fang Lin smiled slightly, this was his moment of success.
"Please enlighten me!"
Mu Shiming smiled, mobilized 50% of his strength, golden light burst out from his fist, and punched Fang Lin boldly.
"Young man, be careful."
But what Ling Mu Shiming didn't expect was that Fang Lin directly blocked this attack. .??.
Immediately, Fang Lin actually waved his fist at Mu Shiming, an ordinary-looking fist.
"Young man, you are going to be hurt."
Injuries are commonplace and the mother of success. Mu Shiming decided to kill Fang Lin's arrogance, so he immediately avoided Fang Lin and then punched him.
Boom!
The two fists collided, and a rapid wave of air was launched directly.
Mu Shiming actually felt some pain in his fist, and even his bones were shaking.
"What a strong fist!"
Mu Shiming suddenly grinned. Then he hit Fang Lin with fists like a violent storm.
Fang Lin knew that Mu Shiming was testing his true identity, so he caught all the punches and just pretended to be out of breath.
"The commander's physical skills are very strong!"
Fang Lin flattered him appropriately, and as expected, Mu Shiming smiled happily.
Mu Shiming patted Fang Lin on the shoulder happily.
"Young man, you are very good. You can definitely stay! Now put on your new clothes and go practice in the formation!"
"The fairy spirit there is very strong. Practicing there will get twice the result with half the effort. You have to seize the opportunity."
"yes!"
Agree.
It was just practice, and Fang Lin didn't have much interest in it. As long as he could run the exercises, he could practice quickly.
Mu Shiming thought about it and decided to give Fang Lin a chance.
"One more thing, young man, as long as you can defeat ten people in a row, you can enter directly
Guard. If you swear allegiance to the Murong family again, you can enter the Murong family's Immortal Skill Pavilion and obtain an immortal skill that is at least a saint level."
Joining a big family like the Murong family actually has such benefits.
Fang Lin couldn't help but yearn for the holy level immortal skill. It only requires ten fights, it's like picking it up for free.
Moreover, it was broad daylight, and Fang Lin had no way to sneak into Murong's house safely, so he had to wait until night.
"I will definitely live up to the commander's teachings!"
Fang Lin immediately agreed.
Mu Shiming nodded happily, "Go!"
So Fang Lin came to the square, where large and small barriers were erected. Many people practiced in the square, while a small number of people competed in small barriers, working in pairs.
As soon as Fang Lin entered the square, he was immediately greeted by many contemptuous looks.
"Hmph, a seven-star true immortal dares to come up here! It's really embarrassing."
"That's right, the Seven-Star True Immortal is the lowest level of people. How can such people be recruited?"
Murong Tuwu and Murong Tuwen were wearing the clothes of the Murong family. They looked like human beings, but they were very snobbish.
This sentence immediately attracted the attention of a group of mid-level true immortals dressed as guards next to them. They were all four-, five-, and six-star true immortals, and were weaker than Fang Lin. You can imagine how much discrimination they suffered.
Qian Mingshi and Wang Zixuan were sitting in the crowd and glanced at Fang Lin. Except that Fang Lin was young and confident, they didn't feel anything special.
Qian Mingshi also sympathized with Fang Lin very much. Coming here was like suffering.
Fang Lin, on the other hand, ignored all this and turned a deaf ear to the ridicules of Murong Tuwu and Murong Tuwen.
Soon, Fang Lin walked towards a barrier.
"Haha, who of you dare to come in?
Challenge me! I have already defeated four, and I will be able to add one more, and I will soon be able to join the escort team and enter the Immortal Skill Pavilion."
Liu Zhiqiang, a big muscular man in the barrier, was shouting with open arms. He had just defeated a weak immortal cultivator and was extremely arrogant.
The weakling immortal cultivator crawled out miserably, feeling ashamed because he received so many looks.
Murong Tuwu and Murong Tuwen also sneered.
"Hmph, I'm just an eight-star cultivator. He just defeated a few losers and thinks he is invincible. It's ridiculous." .??.
"That's right. People outside really have no vision. It will only be embarrassing for such scum to join our Murong family!"
The two of them had no interest in going over to take a look, they just took a glance.
But what surprised them was that Fang Lin actually walked in.
"The new trash has gotten in. It seems like birds of a feather flock together, and trash wants to be with trash."
"That's right!"
The two laughed loudly and then stopped asking any more questions.
Fang Lin ignored the unusual looks from others and entered the barrier directly.
Liu Zhiqiang was surprised when he saw that he was a young man with seven stars.
"Are you sure you want to come in? I am an Eight-Star True Immortal, and you are no match for me!"
Fang Lin directly spread his hands and looked at him coldly, "So, you can't make a move!"
"Bah!" Liu Zhiqiang did not expect that Fang Lin, a young junior, would not give him any face. He spat, then clenched his fists and prepared to beat Fang Lin violently.
"Come!"
The person in charge of counting made a note and announced the start.
"You can only hurt people, but you can't cause irreparable injuries, and you can't kill people. Otherwise, you will die!"
Fang Lin nodded in agreement, but he didn't expect the Murong family to be somewhat humane.
Fang Lin prepared to use physical training to fight.
It's better not to reveal his true identity when he first arrives.
"Boy, you have to be careful!"
Liu Zhiqiang sneered, feeling that Fang Lin was a heartless guy, arrogant and unworthy of sympathy. So he waved his fists as big as sandbags, stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed over.
Bang bang bang!
The ground kept shaking. This turned out to be an automatic shock wave impact.
When the opponent cannot stand still, Liu Zhiqiang will use his fists to solve the problem.
Fang Lin felt refreshed. He didn't expect that he could improve his combat experience at Murong's house. It was an unexpected surprise.
"Pai Shan Zhang!"
Fang Lin snorted coldly, caught Liu Zhiqiang's fist with one palm, and just went through the motions with a few moves. With the last palm, Liu Zhiqiang was knocked out of the barrier.
Liu Zhiqiang was very surprised. When he found that he was outside the barrier, he felt severe pain in his abdomen and fell to the ground.
"How is it possible? He just has ordinary palm skills. How could he defeat me?"
Liu Zhiqiang was depressed and puzzled.
If you lose, you lose. Fang Lin accumulated one round.
Fang Lin looked at Murong Tuwu and Murong Tuwen at this time, "Is there anyone who challenges me now?"
Although Murong Tuwu and Murong Tuwen were surprised that Fang Lin could win, they still scoffed.
"So what if we can defeat the Eight-Star True Immortal? Waste is waste and it's not worth wasting our time!"
"That's right, why should we treat him like a loser? This person is not worthy of our action."
At this time, a thin immortal cultivator stood up. He didn't feel anything about the opponent Lin, he just wanted to win a round.
"I come!"
Fang Lin saw such a person, loose and loose, obviously a guy who wanted to pick up the slack. Fang Lin had no sense of guilt when dealing with such a person.
