broken destiny

There was a sudden knock on the door outside the training room.

"Junior brother, junior brother, are you in there?"

"In..." Wang Xingli, who was about to respond, restrained himself. Suddenly thinking of his identity, he stopped his voice in time, and then opened the door. It was his fellow senior named Zhou Kun.

"Junior brother, you are here. It's like this. You will have the last assessment tomorrow. I have ranked you last. I am leading this assessment. I know you don't like to talk, but do you need help? Anyone can come to me, and..." Zhou Kun paused and continued.

"You have also seen that a new batch of preparatory disciples have arrived today. They will move into the preparatory disciples' room tomorrow. According to the sect's regulations, you cannot stay in the preparatory disciples' room tomorrow."

Wang Xingli pondered for a moment.

"Ah."

Zhou Kun breathed a sigh of relief. "I don't mean to drive you away. If you pass the test tomorrow, you can directly enter the outer gate. If you fail, I also have some money here..."

Wang Xingli couldn't help but interrupt Zhou Kun and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, I can pass the assessment tomorrow."

Zhou Kun hesitated for a moment, looked at Wang Xingli with some surprise, and said with a smile: "When I talked to you before, I was either um, oh, or nice. This is the first time I've seen you say that. It seems that you have come out of the shadow in your heart, so I wish you all the best. If you successfully pass the assessment tomorrow, I won’t bother you.”

"Thank you."

After saying that, Zhou Kun turned and left.

Wang Xingli couldn't help but murmur in his heart: This move away from the title of fool has turned into a psychological shadow. Forget it, people who are familiar with me can't notice it, let alone other people.

Near noon, a group of people gathered in the outer courtyard square of Bingxue Sect. They were more than thirty preparatory disciples who had just completed the assessment today. They were talking around a burly man, who was none other than Zhou Kun.

"Oh yeah! I just passed with the power of one dollar."

"I'm a little better than you. I have the power of one dollar and three stones."

"Hey, don't you think that Elder Qiao looks very fierce?"

"No, I was a little nervous when I first went in, but he comforted me, just like my dad."

"He is older than your father. It is said that he is over 150 years old."

"Ah! Really?"

……

"Senior Brother Zhou, we have passed, what are we still doing here?" asked a handsomely dressed young man at the side.

"The last one who entered just now is also a preparatory disciple to take part in the assessment this time. Although he is not in the same class as you, if he passes the assessment and enters the outer gate with you, you should also take care of each other." Zhou Kun replied road.

On the other side, Wang Xingli had just entered the assessment room.

"This is the last one, isn't it? Look at the dummy in the field, attacking the chest and abdomen, and the strength reaches one..." An old man wearing white clothes with a face as sharp as a knife suddenly turned around and saw him.

"It's you again, kid. I won't let you go if you attack the head again."

Several black lines appeared on Wang Xingli's forehead. Is it because I couldn't get through because I hit the wrong place? Then Wang Xingli smiled coquettishly, cupped his hands towards the old man and said, "Okay, Elder Qiao."

I saw Wang Xingli standing in the middle of the field with his feet apart and taking a standard horse stance. Suddenly, Wang Xingli hit the dummy in the chest with a right straight fist. There was a "bang", and then two wooden pieces popped out from behind the dummy's head. strips, one of which is longer.

"That's right, the power of one dollar and eight stones." Elder Qiao looked at the wooden bar and said.

"Do you still need to fight?" Wang Xingli asked with a sigh of relief.

"Next, attack with your legs. The requirements are the same as before."

Wang Xingli also wanted to know his true strength, so he immediately changed his position, found a suitable position to stand, and then kicked the dummy with a swift whip kick on the chest and abdomen, and saw two wooden bars connected one after another. Pops out, and the third one is slightly exposed.

Elder Qiao flashed a strange look in his eyes and said with a smile: "Boy, there is no need to test other things. You were so obedient before, so why don't I just let you pass? Don't be too murderous, and, no If I ask you to hit the head, the way you use your fists is wrong. Go back and correct it. You should be more steady with your punches. Just in time, you can enter the outer door. You can go to the first floor of Wanshu Pavilion to have a look."

After speaking, Elder Qiao took out a white jade plaque, entered Wang Xingli's identity information on it, and then handed it to Wang Xingli.

Wang Xingli took the token and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Elder Qiao, for your guidance."

Elder Qiao waved his hands repeatedly.

Wang Xingli turned around and walked out of the room. Just as he was thinking about what to do next, he heard Zhou Kun shouting from the square not far away: "Wang Xingli, here."

Wang Xingli looked up and saw a bunch of people in the square. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. He thought to himself: Oh my god, no one knows me.

Although he felt a little helpless, Wang Xingli still walked over slowly. After all, if he wanted to enter the outer door, he still had to have a guide.

Zhou Kun also smiled when he saw the white jade plaque in Wang Xingli's hand: "Congratulations, you successfully passed the assessment."

Wang Xingli smiled awkwardly in return.

Zhou Kun also felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward and said: "These people are the preparatory disciples who passed this year's assessment. They all know each other. If you also pass the assessment, you will have to compete with them for the spot in the inner sect." Wang Xingli was relieved after hearing this.

Then, Zhou Kun pointed at Wang Xingli and said: "This is..." Looking at Zhou Kun's expression, Wang Xingli continued: "I am the disciple who failed the assessment last year, and my name is Wang Xingli."

After listening to Wang Xingli's words, some looked normal, while others showed mocking expressions.

"Hello, Senior Brother Wang!"

"Hello, Senior Brother Wang. I don't know how much power Senior Brother can exert. Please give me some advice."

"Hello, senior brother! You are so handsome."

"Senior Brother Wang, do you know how the inner disciples will compete for quota?"

……

Most of them are children who are not yet underage. Everyone is not very scheming, and the atmosphere is not so dull.

"I usually practice alone. I really don't know how to compete." Wang Xingli answered a question that he was more concerned about.

Zhou Kun saw that everyone knew each other and said quickly: "This is what I am going to say next. Everyone, follow me. Later I will lead you to the first floor of Wanshu Pavilion to select martial arts. Each person is limited to one copy. Then there will be a week for you to practice, and then you will draw lots for a competition. Your opponents are more than 900 new disciples from the outer sect this year. Each of you will have to play at least one game. There is no limit on whether you can carry weapons. In the end, you will be picked by the elders. People can become inner disciples.”

"Senior brother, is Wanshu Pavilion not far away? Are there many martial arts skills in it?"

"Where is our new residence?"

"What does at least one fight mean?"

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