"If you defeat the outer disciples who are in the Xiantian Realm behind me, you will pass."
Hearing the tall middle-aged man's words, Mo Fan concentrated and glanced at him.
Suddenly, the virtual panel flashed and the identification information emerged.
[Yang Lin, deacon of the outer sect of Yuxu Academy, sixth level of foundation building, cold-faced and warm-hearted, kind-hearted, likes to hoe the strong and help the weak.]
Seeing this identification information, Mo Fan couldn't help but be stunned.
"I didn't expect that Deacon Yang looks fierce, but he is actually a good person."
While thinking about it, Mo Fan identified the two people behind Yang Lin.
The first is the one on Yang Lin's left, with a medium build and wearing a white training suit.
[Zhao Yong, an outer disciple of Yuxu Academy, has a third level of innate cultivation. 】
Mo Fan: “???”
Seeing this identification information, Mo Fan frowned.
Isn't this a bit overwhelming?
Generally speaking, as soon as the handyman disciples reach Xiantian level, they will apply for promotion assessment.
After all, after being innate, if you want to go further, you need to rely on the resources of the outer sect.
There are even many people who start applying for promotion assessments when their cultivation level is only at the peak of physical training.
However, regardless of whether they are handyman disciples with innate cultivation levels or peak-forged cultivation levels, they are obviously no match for the innate third-level outer sect disciples.
After all, the opponent is not only higher in cultivation than you, but also has more advanced martial arts and combat skills.
Under this situation, how many handyman disciples can pass the outer sect promotion assessment?
Just when Mo Fan was confused, Yang Lin's voice rang out.
He pointed to Zhang Tongtong, who was slightly bloated and wearing black training clothes to his right.
"Of course, under normal circumstances, you only need to fight Zhang Tong, and you don't have to actually defeat him. As long as you show good combat effectiveness, you will pass."
After speaking, he pointed to Zhao Yong on his left and said:
"Zhao Yong is a little stronger than Zhang Tong. He will only take action when Zhang Tong completely loses his fighting ability."
After hearing this, Mo Fan immediately glanced at Zhang Tong.
The virtual panel flashed, and Zhang Tong's identification information quickly appeared.
[Zhang Tong, an outer disciple of Yuxu Academy, has a first-level innate cultivation level.]
Seeing this, Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
It is indeed a bit difficult to defeat the innate third level.
If you are born with one weight, then it is not a big problem.
At the same time, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.
"Now you guys, please line up to the front from left to right in the following order.
"Ye Hu!
"Yu Feifan!
“Wu Jiangming!
“Yang Yi!
"Xu Jing!
"Mo Fan!"
Several people immediately lined up in order.
Yang Lin looked at a few people and said calmly:
"Not bad, six people actually applied for the promotion assessment this month. They are very motivated!"
Having said this, he changed his tone, focused his attention on Mo Fan and Xu Jing, and continued with a cold face.
"Of course, there are some people who seem to be newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers.
"I would like to remind you here, if you have already seen the gap, don't be afraid of embarrassment when fighting, just admit defeat.
"After all, it is better to lose face than to lose life."
As soon as these words came out, the people who were eating melons looked at a loss.
What happened?
Could it be that there are some handyman disciples who are below the peak cultivation level of the Forged Body and apply for promotion without considering their abilities?
Under normal circumstances, if one's cultivation reaches the seventh level of body forging or above, one can apply for promotion assessment.
However, those who come to participate in the promotion assessment are basically handyman disciples who have reached the peak of their physical cultivation and innate cultivation.
After all, the content of the assessment is to fight against outer disciples with innate cultivation.
If you have a low level of cultivation and are delivering food, you may be injured, disabled, or even killed if you are not careful.
Fists and feet have no eyes, it’s not just words.
In fact, a handyman disciple who is at the peak of his cultivation can be regarded as a combat genius if he can pass the promotion assessment.
There are not many people like this in a year.
Just when everyone was confused, Xu Jing quickly lowered her head, trembling with nervousness.
"Don't be afraid. You have successfully practiced the Jueying Sword. You are already considered a first-class combat genius. It is not a big problem to defeat ordinary first-level innate warriors."
"Yeah." After hearing Mo Fan's words, Xu Jing nodded, feeling much more at ease.
At the same time, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.
"Finally, let me introduce the strengths of each assessor.
"Ye Hu has an innate first-level cultivation level.
"Yu Feifan has an innate first-level cultivation level.
"Wu Jiangming, the peak of forging the body and rebuilding the body.
"Yang Yi, the peak cultivation level of the forged body.
"Xu Jing, cultivate your body to the seventh level!
"Mo Fan, cultivate your body to the seventh level!"
When Yang Lin introduced the first few people, everyone behaved quite normally.
Even if there are two examiners with peak forging skills, they are not surprised.
But when Xu Jing and Mo Fan were introduced, everyone opened their mouths and their eyes were as wide as those of an ox.
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my ears?"
"Damn it! You're here to take the promotion assessment even if you're a seventh-level bodybuilder?! Is this crazy?"
"Is it your fault that there are actually examiners of the seventh level of physical training?!"
"Are these two... here to die?"
"Or are you just not very smart?"
"Well, I guess they were invited by the university to increase the effectiveness of the program——"
Some people were shocked and some complained, they all felt that it was a bit outrageous that the seventh level of physical training was included in the promotion assessment.
"Is there a possibility that they are top geniuses who can fight beyond the level?" Someone boldly speculated.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There must be people who can defeat innate cultivation with the seventh-level cultivation of the body! But it's impossible in the courtyard!"
"It makes sense. How could such a genius come to the Servant House?" Everyone thought thoughtfully and agreed with this view.
"Haha, no wonder Deacon Yang said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. It turns out that two guys who couldn't recognize themselves applied for the assessment..."
Mo Fan: "..."
Xu Jing:Σ(д|||)
Just as everyone was complaining, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.
"Now, Ye Hu and Zhang Tong come out!
"The others follow me and retreat to the edge of the martial arts stage!"
After a while, only Ye Hu and Zhang Tong were left in the center of the martial arts stage.
Yang Lin raised his hand, pointed to the wooden shelf with various weapons on the side and said:
"You can choose the weapons you are familiar with and start fighting by yourself when you are ready."
Neither Ye Hu nor Zhang Tong had practiced martial arts related to weapons, so they started the actual battle with a few polite words.
"Be careful, I won't be merciful!" Zhang Tong shouted, clenched his fists, and smashed towards Ye Hu.
Suddenly there was a strong wind, the air waves rolled, and the power was frightening.
Ye Hu was not afraid of this, he shouted, put his fingers together into palms, and moved towards Zhang Tong.
Suddenly, the two of them fought together, and the strong energy directly tore apart the marble floor.
Suddenly the sand and rocks rolled and dust flew.
The battle lasted for a full quarter of an hour.
Just when Ye Hu was being beaten back and forth, vomiting blood, looking sluggish, and feeling desperate, Yang Lin's voice rang out.
"The strength gap is too large and the assessment failed."
After the words fell, Zhang Tong stopped attacking.
After stretching, he began to close his eyes and rest, waiting for the next assessor.
Ye Hu's legs went weak, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and fell down among the rocks.