The Good-For-Nothing Senior Brother: You Can Become Stronger By Sleeping

Wu Yong could only endure the collision of basketballs around him. As a professional athlete, he was very happy at this time.

At this time, the young lady in front of Wu Yong spoke: "Brother in the back, your stick hit me, can't you throw it away?"

Hearing what the young lady in front said, Wu Yong said awkwardly, "No, young lady, this is a family heirloom and I can't throw it away. I'm so sorry! I don't want to either. You know this scene too!"

"Yeah! I understand you, then you have to take it and don't lose the family heirloom!"

"Don't worry! We can't throw it away! We absolutely can't throw it away!"

After drifting with the crowd for an hour, it was finally Wu Yong's turn to sign up. At this time, Wu Yong came to the registration office, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar who looked like a master was taking notes with a pen!

"Name! Age, place of birth!"

"Wu Yong! Twenty years old, uh... I was born in Fengjiao Village, opposite Fengjiao Village!"

"Okay, let's go in, next one!"

The successful registration made Wu Yong particularly happy, because he was one step closer to becoming an immortal. At this time, he walked happily towards the testing place.

After entering the city gate and following the crowd through two streets, he came to a huge square, which was more than a thousand meters wide and was already densely packed with young people coming for the test.

Everyone was lining up in an orderly manner. Wu Yong looked at the long queue. He randomly selected a team and queued at the back.

At this time, the test ahead was in full swing, but most of the young people walked out of the side passage exit with a decadent look on their faces. There were very few people who could pass this test, and basically hundreds of people couldn't choose anyone who could practice.

Wu Yong was still a long way away from the test site, and the people queuing around him were whispering to each other in twos and threes.

"Hey! Look at how many people have been kicked off. Do you think we still have a chance?"

"Don't be discouraged. Maybe we are the chosen ones. Let's line up!"

"Let alone the chosen one, if you can enter the Ziyun Sect and become a disgraced disciple, it will bring glory to the family!"

"Isn't that right? The grandson of my third uncle's second cousin's friend works as a handyman disciple in the Ziyun Sect and pours manure for the sect every day. In this way, his family has received great honor in the local area!"

Wu Yong listened to the discussions among the people around him. When he heard that the families of disciples who dumped shit for Ziyun Sect would receive great honors, he felt that he had chosen the right place! The Ziyun Sect was really powerful, and he even began to dream about the days after joining the sect!

Just when Wu Yong was in a daze, he was accidentally hit by the person behind him. Boom, he suddenly felt that he was hit on the back by two gentle hammers.

Wu Yong was suddenly excited and turned his head to look, and saw a young lady with long hair and a pretty face blushing. Wu Yong looked down and quickly turned his head back! I kept muttering in my mind, "Big, big!"

As soon as he turned his head, the young lady behind him turned red. He quickly took a few steps forward. The young lady behind him also quickly kept up with him, for fear of being jumped in line!

Wu Yong spent the next few hours in happiness. As more and more people were tested, more and more people were eliminated.

In the aisle to the side, some young people who were not selected even cried bitterly, and some looked hopeless. Some of the young ladies shed tears all over the floor!

At this time, because the distance was getting closer, Wu Yong also heard some sounds coming from the high testing platform in front.

"Unqualified, next batch!"

"Unqualified, next batch!"

"Still unqualified, get down quickly and the next batch will come up!"

"You, qualified, stand behind me, others get off! Next batch!"

The voice of a middle-aged man is heard continuously. Every time ten people go up to test, it takes more than ten batches before a low-grade spiritual root appears. This probability is really too low.

Wu Yong began to feel unsure at this time, fearing what he would do if he couldn't choose when it was his turn.

"God bless, God bless, I must be chosen. I am a time traveler, shouldn't I be the chosen one?"

The young man on the side saw Wu Yong praying and immediately taunted him: "Hahaha, God bless you? If this was useful, there wouldn't be so many people being kicked down. If you can't do it, just leave quickly. Don't do it." It’s a waste of time to stand in this position!”

Seeing someone mocking him, Wu Yong immediately spoke back: "I can't do it, but you can do it! Look at your sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. If you can do it, I will eat daddy immediately!"

"You... are vulgar, obscene, bah!"

"Oh, why are you peeing on me? I'm peeing, peeing!"

"Bah, bah!"

"Bah, bah, bah..."

Immediately, Wu Yong and the young man beside him started a war of words, spittle flew everywhere, and the crowd around him was afraid of being affected, so they pulled the two of them in time.

I saw the young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks being held down by a huge young man. At this time, his thin body was clamped under the arm by the huge young man, and the smell directly made him faint.

On the other hand, Wu Yong was hugged tightly by the young lady behind him. Wu Yong felt the softness coming from behind and stopped immediately!

"Little brother, please stop spitting. Please stop making trouble!"

Listening to the words of the young lady behind him and the tenderness behind him, Wu Yong couldn't continue to make trouble now that it was too late to enjoy it!

At this time, Wu Yong deliberately kept twisting his body, as if he wanted to scold the young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks!

The young lady behind her suddenly hugged her tighter and tighter, and kept trying to persuade her: "Okay, okay, we are so old and still spitting at each other, can't we line up properly? We will be here soon!"

The burly young man on the side couldn't stand it anymore. The young man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks under his arm had fainted. Wu Yong still pretended to be quarreling. Isn't this just to take advantage or something?

"Hey, please calm down, or I'll trap you here!"

puff……

When Wu Yong heard that the burly young man was about to put him under the other arm, he immediately vomited! This smell even made the young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks faint. If he was caught, it would be a life worse than death!

"Okay, okay, I won't make trouble anymore, I will line up properly!"

"Well, that's okay! Stop making trouble, or I'll let you try my deadly armpit scissor hands!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Your deadly armpit scissor hands are indeed so terrifying. Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked idiot. He's already frothing at the mouth!"

After hearing what Wu Yong said, the sturdy young man immediately looked down and saw that the young man clamped under his arm had already rolled his eyes and was foaming at the mouth!