Deacon Zhao took several members of the Certification Hall and rushed all the way to the Iron Bone Sect.
When they walked in and stood at the inner door, looking at the splendid hall in front of them and the surrounding buildings with jade carvings and railings, they were all dumbfounded.
Is this an eighth-rate sect?
If it weren't for the five characters "Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect" clearly written on the plaque outside, Deacon Zhao and others would even think it was a sixth-rate sect!
Tell the truth.
After Li Qingyang rebuilt it several times, the Iron Bone Sect became truly magnificent.
Except for the lack of reputation at the top of the mountain, the architectural specifications are completely worthy of the Haoqi Gate.
What shocked Deacon Zhao even more was.
There are hundreds of disciples gathered in the martial arts arena, and the energy and energy flowing through their bodies makes it clear that they are at the level of martial arts disciples without any certification!
"Master Butler."
A warrior said in shock: "These disciples of the Iron Bone Sect who are practicing are probably all martial arts disciples!"
The people next to me said in disbelief: "I was still not a member of the sect a few months ago, how come it suddenly became so powerful!"
The two brothers were a little unhappy yesterday.
Today, when I saw the Iron Bone Sect's building and the aura of its disciples, I was immediately slapped in the face.
Deacon Zhao calmed down and said: "Headmaster Jun has been recruiting disciples during this period. Could it be that all the recruits are martial disciples?"
Although his tone was questioning, he was 100% sure in his heart that the disciples he recruited must all be martial arts disciples.
Oh My God!
How on earth did you persuade so many warriors to join the Iron Bone Sect?
I thought of convincing Li Qingyang, the number one genius in Qingyang County, during the Hundred Sect recruitment, and I thought of the alliance boss vomiting blood in Xingyue Tower.
"Master Jun must have a sharp tongue!"
Deacon Zhao believed that so many martial arts disciples from Tiegu Sect were recruited directly.
If Jun Changxiao knew about it, he would be willing to accept it. After all, it is not so shocking and it is in line with the strategic policy of developing the sect in a low-key manner.
"Deacon Zhao."
Li Qingyang said: "Please."
Under his guidance, Deacon Zhao led several members towards the main hall.
On the road, I passed by the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect, and I noticed that the men were tall and strong, with strong breaths, while the women were light and heroic!
These warriors are by no means mediocre!
Deacon Zhao, who has certified countless sects, deeply experienced what it means to be shocked after coming to the Iron Bone Sect.
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Inside the main hall.
After the disciples served tea, Jun Chang smiled and said: "Deacon Zhao, is my Iron Bone Sect okay?"
Deacon Zhao cupped his hands and said: "The sect you lead is extraordinary. Zhao's potential evaluation is Grade A!"
First armor?
The eyes of several members of the Certification Hall at the back were filled with shock.
The certification hall will come to certify the sect's level, and will make professional estimates from all aspects of potential, and give four different levels of evaluations of 'A, B, C, and D'.
A is the highest and D is the lowest.
Each level is divided into three levels.
For example, although A is the highest, there are also first, second, and third grades from lowest to highest.
These people who work in the certification hall have certified many sects with Deacon Zhao, and the highest evaluation they can give is only triple B.
Today I actually gave the Iron Bone Sect a first-class rating!
A ninth-level county sect has the potential to reach the first-level level, which even the Haoqi Sect cannot achieve!
Although several members were shocked, no one questioned it.
Because Deacon Zhao has been certified in the sect for decades and has very high qualifications and experience, giving a first-class certificate is definitely professional and not just a casual comment.
Jun Changxiao did not understand the potential evaluation standards of the certification hall.
But in my understanding, the word ‘A’ must be a good evaluation, so I raised my hand and said with a smile: “Deacon Zhao is serious, very serious.”
More than good, simply very good!
In order for the deacon of the Certification Hall to give an A-level evaluation, either the county where the sect is located has a high level, or the sect itself has reached the sixth level.
What about the Iron Bone Pie?
Not in a high-level county with outstanding people, but the sect is only at the eighth-rate level!
If Manager Zhao's first-class evaluation spreads to the world, it will definitely shock many sects and warriors.
In this area of the county, the potential can reach the level of a first-class sect, which can be counted on five fingers.
Oh, right.
The Qishan Sect that Jun Changxiao killed, Liao Cunfang, had received a first-class rating because he had great potential to be promoted from a sect to a sect.
Deacon Zhao said: "Headmaster Jun's disciples are powerful and have a strong aura. They are not ordinary level martial arts disciples at first glance. This is the reason why Zhao gave him the first-level rating. It is not a polite comment."
What do you look for in a sect’s potential?
Definitely not looking at the building, but looking at the disciples!
Even if the sect is built to be more magnificent than the royal palace, the disciples will all be a group of second and third level Kaimai, and they will definitely not even be rated as first or second.
On the contrary, even if a sect is a bunch of huts with a group of high-level disciples living in them, it can still get a first, second, or third grade.
There are five hundred martial arts disciples in an eighth-rate sect. If I don't give Yijia an evaluation, my decades of service as a deacon would have been completely in vain.
"Deacon Zhao."
Jun Chang smiled and said he would return to preaching: "When will the sect be certified?"
Deacon Zhao said: "If Master Jun gathers disciples who meet the requirements in the martial arts field, he can be certified now."
"Qingyang."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Gather the disciples together and let Deacon Zhao verify them one by one."
"yes."
Li Qingyang left.
Not long after, five hundred and fifty disciples lined up neatly on the martial arts field.
Deacon Zhao walked out of the main hall, looked at the group of Iron Skeleton disciples with their heads held high and their chests high, and said to himself: "What reason is there not to give them first armor?"
"Deacon Zhao."
Jun Changxiao pointed at the disciples on the left and said: "These are the disciples of my Iron Bone Sect's twelfth stage of opening the pulse. Please start to verify."
"Um."
Deacon Zhao came down, took out the test stone from the space ring, and erected it outside the martial arts arena.
"Please disciples of your sect first activate the aperture in your hands, and then conduct the tests one by one. As long as the weight reaches 1500 kilograms, it will be considered passed."
The twelve halo levels of opening the meridians may be fake, but the strength value will not. If you hit 1500 kilograms with your fist, it is definitely the twelve levels of opening the meridians.
"Go ahead."
Jun Chang smiled and waved his hand.
Yang Kong, who had just started, walked in first.
He stopped in front of the test, took a deep breath, and then raised his fist to punch it with an indifferent expression on his face, looking very unserious.
Deacon Zhao shook his head and said secretly: "The certification sect is so perfunctory, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the leader?"
Bang!
When hit on the test stone, the force showed 1800 kilograms.
this……
Deacon Zhao was dumbfounded.
Next, he will continue to be dumbfounded.
Because the disciples who came up one after another were bombarded with a nonchalant look, and their strength value was not less than 1800 kilograms!
After fifty disciples verified, Jun Chang smiled and said: "Deacon Zhao, I really don't have enough disciples of the 12th level of Kaimai of the Iron Bone Sect, can I use martial disciples instead?"
Deacon Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay."
"Go ahead." Jun Chang smiled.
Cui Bujian walked over first, raised his small fist and lightly hit it on the test stone.
He swore that he had absolutely controlled the power of this punch, but he still hit a figure of 3,000 kilograms!