Awakening Identification Technique, Found That the Daughter is From the Future

The practice room of the handyman's courtyard.

"Brother Zhao, lost?"

Seeing Zhao Yong lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, everyone was stunned and stunned.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How could Brother Zhao lose? It's impossible! It must be fake!"

"Am I dazzled? It wasn't Zhao Yong who fell on the ground, but Mo Fan?"

"I must have done too much craft work last night, and I actually had such an outrageous hallucination!"

"A warrior of the seventh level of forged body instantly kills a warrior of the third level of innateness with one punch! It's outrageous! It's not real at all! I must not have woken up yet!"

"It's really outrageous, the current novels dare not write like this!"

"Just now Xu Jing slashed Zhang Tong with a sword, and now Mo Fan punched Zhao Yong down again. When can the handyman disciples hang on to the outer disciples?"

"That's right, it's terrible, I feel like my cognition is about to collapse!"

The melon-eating crowd under the Yanwu stage had complicated expressions, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

However, the facts were in front of them, and there was nothing they could do if they didn't believe it.

Even the handyman disciples with higher cultivation bases and sharper perceptions have already felt the power of Mo Fan's punch.

Although only for a brief moment.

But they still sensed the extremely terrifying aura.

Hit the sun with one punch, like the sun falling.

At that moment, the space seemed to collapse.

Although Mo Fan's punch was short enough to take less than one-tenth of a breath.

But it left an indelible impression on their hearts.

"Is he using the legendary Vajra Fist?

"It's too strong, isn't it?!

"No wonder Vajra Fist is ranked above Jue Ying!

"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 be invincible just like Mo Fan!

"I will definitely be able to do it! I am a disciple of the handyman! Mo Fan is also a disciple of the handyman! If he can do it, I can definitely do it too! It's just a matter of spending more time!"

A burly student handyman's eyes were shining brightly, imagining a bright future.

Seeing Mo Fan performing the Vajra Fist, he has already decided on his future path.

What he didn't know was that he had practiced for fifty years.

Fifty years later, when he was too old to move and was lying on the bed waiting to die, he woke up.

People cannot be generalized!

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Yan Wutai.

"So I'm so strong?"

Looking at Zhao Yong who fell on the ground, Mo Fan scratched his head, feeling a little dazed.

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 in the end against Zhao Yong, the process would be very difficult, even tragic.

But I didn't expect that this guy couldn't even take a punch from me!

Isn't this too weak? !

Is it my problem or his problem?

Could it be that this guy is overindulgent and turned into a dog?

But soon, Mo Fan figured it out.

No matter how hypocritical Zhao Yong is, he is still a triple innate martial artist, no matter how weak his combat power is, he will not be so bad.

So the problem is still with him.

"It's the Golden Body Secret—"

He realized the problem.

As a body forging method of the peerless secret chapter level, the golden body formula is really too strong.

Even now he has only cultivated to the first level.

Even though he didn't even use the Golden Body Art during the battle.

Just relying on the forging of his body during the process of practicing the Golden Body Jue, made his physical body strong to a terrifying level.

With an unparalleled physical body, coupled with the fierce and domineering Vajra Fist, it is not surprising that Zhao Yong will be blown away with one punch.

"So that's the case. The Peerless Secret Chapter is worthy of being a Peerless Secret Chapter. It seems that I will continue to work harder to practice the Golden Body Art 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 only mastered the Golden Body Jue so far. It would be great if I could master a few more peerless secret chapters. It would be best if I could have a kung fu—"

Thinking of this, Mo Fan shook his head.

It is pure luck to discover the golden body formula.

Of course, identification is equally important.

If he didn't have the identification technique, he would have spent thousands of yuan on this junk thing if he was out of his mind.

Even if he was influenced by the film and television plot, he would most likely choose Tathagata God's Palm at that time instead of the current Golden Body Art.

"Sure enough, strength and luck are indispensable—"

Mo Fan sighed.

Luck is to meet old beggars.

Strength is identification.

While thinking, Mo Fan walked up to Zhao Yong.

At this moment, Zhao Yong has regained consciousness.

Even so, he was still lying on the ground, looking at the ceiling hopelessly.

"Senior brother, it's cold on the ground, may I help you up?" Mo Fan extended a helping hand.

"Ni Zuo Kai, Wo Xiang Jing Jing—" He had lost several teeth, and his speech leaked out, so it was inevitable that he could slur his words.

"Uh, Jingjing is my friend. She is socially phobic and doesn't like making friends. Don't hit her up, or I'll beat you up." Mo Fan raised his golden fist.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"" Zhao Yong burst into tears.

Mo Fan looked at him with disgust, turned and left.

"Okay, you can continue to lie down."

After a while, Mo Fan walked up to Yang Lin, the deacon of the outer sect who was in charge of the assessment.

At this moment, Yang Lin stared blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

"Deacon Yang, the battle is over, can we announce the result now?" Mo Fan waved his hand in front of his eyes.

"Ah? Oh, yes, the battle is over, mo, mo, huh—"

Yang Lin took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a while, finally calmed down, and said loudly.

"Zhao Yong lost, Mo Fan passed the promotion assessment."

Concentrated, he continued:

"This promotion assessment, a total of three handyman disciples passed, namely Yu Feifan, Xu Jing and Mo Fan!"

While speaking, Yang Lin took out jade bottles one by one from his bosom and handed them to the three of them respectively.

"There are twenty spirit stones in the jade bottle, which are the rewards for this promotion assessment, and also the initial training materials for you after entering the outer gate."

It wasn't until this moment 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 identity card. After the handover is completed, you can enter the outer door with the token. Someone will arrange everything for you at that time."

After a pause, Yang Lin looked at Mo Fan and Xu Jing, and continued:

"The two of you have outstanding strength and excellent performance. You have perfectly defeated the examiner. I will report to the higher authorities and get extra benefits for you."

Smiling, Yang Lin continued:

"It will take three days to complete the formalities. In other words, the three of you need to go to the outer door after three days.

"In these three days, you can just say goodbye to the Handyman's Court.

"Gather with friends who have been together for many years, after all, there will be fewer opportunities to meet in the future.

"I still have something to do here, so I'll go back to the outer door first, and you all go away."

After waving his hand, Yang Lin turned and left.

He walked in a hurry, 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 way, there are two monstrous disciples in the handyman's courtyard, and they must be reported as soon as possible!

Seeing Yang Lin's back disappear into the practice room, Mo Fan turned around and looked at Xu Jing who was still a little dazed: "Let's go, it's time to go back to work."

"Okay, okay..." Xu Jing nodded.

But soon, she was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head hastily.

"Huh?" Mo Fan looked at her suspiciously.

"Pass and pass the promotion examination, no need to work..." Xu Jing said.

Mo Fan smiled: "So that's the case, that's pretty good, and the time to practice has increased."

Xu Jing:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ

You are too curly!

…………

at the same time.

A tall and slender woman with delicate and beautiful features, a good figure covered by a loose round neck sweater, slender legs wrapped in blue skinny jeans, a woman dressed as an urban beauty appeared in front of the mountain gate of Yuxu Academy.

It was Mo Yingying.

She found the doorman, Dao Ming Lai Yi, and showed 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 kung fu hall.