Chapter 55 The handyman disciples are really terrifying!
The training room of the Servant House.
"Senior Brother Zhao, have you lost?"
Seeing Zhao Yong lying on the ground in a helter-skelter manner, everyone was stunned and froze on the spot.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"How could Senior Brother Zhao lose? This is impossible! This must be fake!"
"Am I dazzled? The person who fell to the ground was actually not Zhao Yong, but Mo Fan?"
"I must have done too much craft work last night, so I had such an outrageous hallucination!"
"A seventh-level forged warrior can instantly kill a third-level innate warrior with one punch! It's too outrageous! It's not true at all! I must not have woken up yet!"
"It's really outrageous. No novel today dares to write like this!"
"Just now Xu Jing killed Zhang Tong with a sword, and now Mo Fan punched Zhao Yong down. When will the handyman disciple be able to beat the outer disciple by hanging him?"
"It's just, it's so scary, I feel like my cognition is about to collapse!"
The melon-eating people under the martial arts stage all had complicated expressions, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
However, the facts are before their eyes, and there is nothing they can do no matter how much they disbelieve them.
Even the handyman disciples with higher cultivation level and keener perception have already felt the power of Mo Fan's punch.
Even if it's just a short moment.
But they still felt the extremely terrifying aura.
Hitting the sun with one punch is like the sun falling.
At that moment, the space seemed to collapse.
Although Mo Fan's punch was short, it lasted less than one-tenth of a breath.
But it left an indelible impression on their hearts.
"Is what he used the legendary Vajra Fist?
"Isn't it too strong?!
"No wonder Vajra Fist is ranked above Jueying!
"When I go back this time, I will work hard, accumulate merit points, and exchange them for Vajra Fist!
"If you are lucky enough to practice it, you can become invincible like Mo Fan!
"I can definitely do it! I am a handyman disciple! Mo Fan is also a handyman disciple! If he can do it, I can do it too! I just need to spend more time!"
A sturdy handyman disciple had bright eyes and dreamed of a bright future.
Seeing Mo Fan use the Vajra Fist, he had already decided on the path he would take in the future.
What he didn't know was that he had been practicing for fifty years.
Fifty years later, when he was too old to move and was lying in bed waiting to die, he suddenly came to his senses.
People cannot be generalized!
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Martial Arts Stage.
"Is it true that I am so strong?"
Looking at Zhao Yong lying on the ground, Mo Fan scratched his head and felt a little confused.
He thought he might be strong.
But I didn't expect it to be so strong.
He originally thought that even if he could win against Zhao Yong in the end, the process would be very difficult and even tragic.
But I didn't expect that this guy couldn't even take a punch from himself!
Isn’t this too weak?!
Is it my problem or his?
Could it be that this guy has indulged too much and turned into a dog?
But soon, Mo Fan came to some understanding.
No matter how weak Zhao Yong is, he is still a third-level innate warrior, and his combat prowess will not be any worse.
So the problem still lies with him.
"It's the Golden Body Technique——"
He realized the problem.
As a peerless secret-level body-forging method, the Golden Body Technique is simply too powerful.
Even now he has only cultivated to the first level.
Even though he didn't even use the Golden Body Technique during the battle.
Just the forging of his body in the process of practicing the Golden Body Technique made his body stronger to a terrifying level.
With his unparalleled physical strength and the fierce and domineering Vajra Fist, it is not surprising that Zhao Yong would be knocked away with one punch.
"So that's it. The Peerless Secret is worthy of being the Peerless Secret. It seems that I will continue to work harder to practice the Golden Body Technique in the future. This is the foundation for me to become stronger."
Thinking of this, a look of regret appeared on Mo Fan's face.
"It's a pity that I have only mastered the Golden Body Technique at present. It would be great if I could master a few more peerless secrets. It would be best if I could have a technique——"
Thinking of this, Mo Fan shook his head.
Being able to discover the Golden Body Technique is purely a matter of luck.
Of course, identification skills are equally important.
If he didn't have appraisal skills, he would have spent thousands of dollars on this piece of crap because he was crazy.
Even if it was influenced by the film and television plot, he would most likely choose Tathagata Divine Palm at that time instead of the current Golden Body Art.
"Sure enough, strength and luck are indispensable -"
Mo Fan sighed.
I was lucky enough to meet an old beggar.
Strength is the art of identification.
While thinking about it, Mo Fan walked up to Zhao Yong.
At this moment, Zhao Yong has regained consciousness.
Even so, he was still lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling helplessly.
"Senior brother, the ground is cold, should I help you up?" Mo Fan extended a helping hand.
"Ni plays Kai, Wo Xiangjingjing——" He lost several teeth, and his speech was leaky, so it was inevitable that his speech would be slurred.
"Well, Jingjing is my friend. She is socially anxious and doesn't like to make friends. Don't try to get her idea, or I'll beat you up." Mo Fan raised his golden fist.
Mo Fan looked at him with disgust, turned around and left.
"Okay, just keep lying down."
After a while, Mo Fan walked up to Yang Lin, the outer deacon in charge of the assessment.
At this moment, Yang Lin was stunned on the spot with his eyes wide open, as if he had lost his soul.
"Deacon Yang, the battle is over, can we announce the results now?" Mo Fan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
"Ah? Oh, yes, the battle is over, Mo, Mo, hoo——"
Yang Lin took a deep breath, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, finally calmed down and said in a loud voice.
"Zhao Yong failed, and Mo Fan passed the promotion assessment."
After concentrating, he continued:
"A total of three handyman disciples have passed this promotion assessment, namely Yu Feifan, Xu Jing and Mo Fan!"
As he spoke, Yang Lin took out jade bottles from his arms and handed them to the three of them respectively.
"There are twenty spiritual stones in the jade bottle, which are the rewards for this promotion test and are also your initial cultivation materials after entering the outer gate."
It was only then that Xu Jing and Yu Feifan came to their senses and took the jade bottle with joy.
"Thank you, Deacon Yang!"
Yang Lin waved his hand, then took out three simple dark green tokens from his arms and handed them to the three of them respectively.
"This is your ID badge. Once the handover procedures are completed, you can hold the token and enter the outer door. Someone will arrange everything for you."
After a pause, Yang Lin looked at Mo Fan and Xu Jing and continued:
"You two have outstanding strength and outstanding performance, and perfectly defeated the assessors. I will report it to the superiors and strive for additional benefits for you."
Yang Lin smiled and continued:
"It will take three days to complete the procedures. In other words, the three of you need three days before you can go to the outer gate.
"In these three days, you can just say goodbye to the Yongyuan.
"Get together with friends you have known for many years. After all, there will be less opportunities to meet in the future.
"I still have something to do here, so I'll go back to the outer gate first. You can go your separate ways."
After waving his hand, Yang Lin turned and left.
His steps were a little hurried, and he didn't even pay attention to Zhao Yong who was lying on the ground, and Zhang Tong, who was still unconscious.
There is no other way. There are two evil disciples in the Servants' Court, and they must be reported as soon as possible!
Seeing Yang Lin's back disappearing into the training room, Mo Fan turned around and looked at Xu Jing, who was still a little confused: "Let's go, it's time to go back to work."
"Okay, okay..." Xu Jing nodded.
However, soon, she was stunned and quickly shook her head.
"Huh?" Mo Fan looked at her doubtfully.
"If you pass the promotion assessment, you don't have to work..." Xu Jing said.
Mo Fan smiled: "I see, that's pretty good. I have more time to practice."
Xu Jing:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ
You are too curly!
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at the same time.
A tall woman with delicate and beautiful features, a good figure covered by a loose round-neck sweater, and slender legs wrapped in blue tight jeans, dressed as an urban beauty, appeared in front of the gate of Yuxu Academy.
It is Mo Yingying.
She found the guard, told her the purpose of her visit, and showed her a simple trial token.
The moment he saw the token, the guard's expression changed drastically. He quickly put down his work and led Mo Yingying towards the examination hall.