God-level full-time system

"Okay, now please gather all the talented people who have signed up under the high platform. Someone will tell you what to do below. I am on this high platform, waiting for all the young talents to come with me to listen.

Snow Sword Sect!" The old man spoke again without keeping everyone waiting.

As soon as he finished speaking, the quiet square was instantly ignited, like an exploding gunpowder keg, with endless noises, discussions, and envy. This made the originally slightly cold morning become a bit hot.

"snort!"

Mu Ran, a cold snort sounded in the hearts of everyone, hitting everyone's hearts like a hammer. There was a brief blank space in the square again, and a look of fear appeared on everyone's faces. Then they all cast their horrified eyes on the high platform again.

On the blurry old figure.

Wang Dachui looked at the high platform with the same expression of astonishment, and murmured: "A cold snort can spread throughout the entire venue and shock thousands of people? It's really amazing. This old man's strength is not low!"

In this Xuanming Continent, martial arts prevail. People call martial practitioners practitioners. Practitioners are divided into ten stars, that is, ten levels. Each level is divided into early, middle and late stages. In this world where the strong are respected

Here, warriors, especially powerful warriors, are respected wherever they go.

Because this world needs warriors to protect it. It needs those powerful warriors to kill monsters, protect cities, protect farmland, and protect the people who are still weak for the time being.

"Okay, let's quickly gather under the high platform!" His thoughts flew back, and Wang Dachui patted the shocked Ning Jun, pulled Ning Qinghan, who had dull eyes, and walked forward directly.

"Ah! Okay, okay, let's go right now." Ning Jun, who had recovered, looked increasingly excited and shouted loudly.

If you can enter the sect, your worth will skyrocket instantly. Who can bully yourself and your family?

There were ten wooden tables placed under the high platform, and in front of each wooden table was a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression. Before Wang Dachui and the others approached, the man said directly: "Those who participate in the assessment must register first, and then draw according to their selection."

Go to the numbers and look for the competition arena." After saying that, he took out a black wooden box.

"Brother Ning, you go over and draw numbers first!" Wang Dachui glanced at the people around him who came to take the assessment. Seeing that everyone was like this, he said to Ning Jun.

"Okay!" Ning Jun was already eager to give it a try. He randomly drew a number in Heimuhei, then raised his head excitedly and said: "Challenge No. 2, No. 16!"

"Go and get ready." The middle-aged man smiled and nodded.

"It's me this time!" Ning Qinghan squeezed her tender little hands tightly, her bright eyes full of determination. She turned her head and faced Wang Dachui who was protecting her and affirmed: "Brother Dachui, remember to

Come on for me!"

Wang Dachui smiled slightly and said: "Of course."

Not long after, Ning Qinghan got the number card. She drew number three and number five.

Because the order of the competition is based on the arena, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4, so among the three, Ning Jun is the first to play, followed by Ning Qinghan.

Wang Dachui is still very relieved about Ning Jun. With the good things he has given him, as long as he doesn't make too many mistakes, the probability of passing the assessment will not be less than 90%.

The only one who was more worried was Ning Qinghan. After all, Qinghan was a girl. Her fighting skills, methods, and adaptability were not as good as those of boys, so he wanted to follow her and have a look.

The three of them arrived under the third ring.

In the first match, the two people fighting against each other were both warriors close to one-star strength, and both took the physical training route. The duel was a physical head-to-head confrontation. Their burly bodies were like wild bulls, running rampant. The scene was quite shocking.

Ning Qinghan was very frightened, but she still endured and finished reading.

Because Ning Qinghan knows in his heart that this is the world of martial arts, the world that he is about to enter. If you don't adapt to it, you can only be eliminated by it, and the result of elimination is death.

In the second game, there were two people fighting, one was majoring in physical training, and the other was majoring in Kung Fu. The duel felt a bit like chasing each other. One wanted to fight in close quarters, and the other wanted to distance themselves and start fighting, and finally majored in Kung Fu.

The young man who practiced martial arts was even better, exhausting the physical strength of the young man who practiced vigorously and won the victory.

When the second game ended, Ning Qinghan stood up suddenly, looked at the ring with firm eyes, and said: "It's finally my turn."

"Well, you can definitely do it." Wang Dachui squeezed Ning Qinghan's tender little hand and affirmed.

"Sister, come on!" Ning Jun did not forget to cheer from behind.

The herald's voice sounded: "The third match, Ning Qinghan versus Tiemu."

Ning Qinghan said nothing more and walked slowly onto the ring. Standing on the ring was a young man wearing a black shirt. The young man had a defiant face, fair skin, and his thin lips were slightly raised.

"Your name is Ning Qinghan? You look pretty good. Surrender quickly and become my maid is a good choice, hehe!" Seeing such a beautiful girl dueling with him, a flash of obsession flashed in the eyes of the young man in black, and he laughed.

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Ning Qinghan's eyebrows were furrowed. She had seen a lot of prodigals like the young man in black, but she had never seen such a direct one. She immediately said with a cold face: "Who wants to be your maid, you are so shameless!"

"Hey, you guys with thin arms and legs, can you fight? I think it's better to just surrender. Otherwise, I'll feel bad if you accidentally get hurt." The young man in black shirt laughed loudly again, his laughter filled with emotion.

It means disdain and ridicule.

"Disgusting!" Ning Qinghan's pretty face became even colder and she straightened up her posture.

Wearing something made for her by Brother Sledgehammer and drinking medicine, the little girl is quite confident.

"Haha, I hate it? You'll know after a while whether I hate it or not!" The young man in black laughed gloomily. As soon as he finished speaking, his body rushed towards Ning Qinghan like an arrow from the string. Whoops! A violent

Kick, attack towards Ning Qinghan's abdomen, domineering and sharp, without any mercy.

Ning Qinghan was shocked, but she quickly calmed down. With the good things Wang Dachui gave her, her confidence soared, and she was naturally not so nervous when facing the young man in black.

As the attack approached, Ning Qinghan's body suddenly moved, moving so fast that no one even had time to react!

One punch!

Ning Qinghan threw out a punch and struck the black-shirted young man in the abdomen like lightning.

"boom--!!!"

A dull sound sounded, and the powerful force knocked the young man in black clothes away!

A string of Yin Hong's blood flowers were left in the air, coquettish and beautiful, and then a heavy falling sound was heard.

After Ning Qinghan's punch, the young man in black shirt obviously couldn't get up.

"The game is over! Ning Qinghan wins!" The herald immediately announced the results of the game.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

How come this little girl has such great strength and speed that she can almost catch up with a two-star warrior. Is this the strength that a warrior from a sect should have? She is still a little girl who is only sixteen or seventeen years old?!

"Haha, Qinghan is very good!" Looking at Ning Qinghan who couldn't believe his victory when he walked out of the ring, Wang Dachui gave a thumbs up.

"Brother Dachui!" Ning Qinghan threw herself directly into Wang Dachui's arms, her face flushed, and she jumped and shouted excitedly: "I...I won! I won! Brother Dachui, I won!"

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"Silly girl, that's not necessary!" Wang Dachui blinked at her and said, "Is the thing I gave you useful?"

"It's easy to use!" Ning Qinghan said with a smile: "Brother Sledgehammer, thank you!"