World Wide Martial Art

"Young Master, if you have anything to say, just give me your instructions. Miss Tianlan told me to wait for a good life to pick up the Young Master. I, Fan Xuan, will do my best to collect the Young Master's spiritual stone. Situ."

After reacting, Fan Xuan quickly declined.

"Let's make friends and give them a little money. Why should we care?"

Ye Feng smiled and forced the spirit stone into Fan Xuan's hand, and said, "My friend is facing a breakthrough and needs an absolutely peaceful place. I wonder if there is a place in the city suitable for a warrior to retreat?"

After speaking, Ye Feng pointed at Bai Hucheng behind him.

Judging from Bai Hucheng's silent state, he urgently needs to find a place to integrate the laws of artistic conception in the divine sea.

"Yes... there is a special martial arts hall in this city for promotion. You can go up to the holy realm or down to the innate realm without being disturbed by anyone. I will take care of trivial matters."

Fan Xuan slapped his chest loudly.

Bai Hucheng was also quite satisfied with Ye Feng's arrangement.

Although he had been to Jinhua Shangcheng several times in the past, he was definitely not as familiar with him as Fan Xuan, a local snake. It was the best thing to have someone to guide him.

"In front of you is the city's Wanshitang Hall, which oversees all trivial matters in the city. The young master only needs to pass the assignment test to know which sect he should join."

Stopping in front of a huge and splendid building, Fan Xuan pointed out the way for Ye Feng, held his hand, and then led Bai Hucheng away.

…

"What? Coming from the lower city of Starlight City?"

"The competition in Starlight City ended more than three months ago. The other disciples have arranged to enter various sects. You are more than three months late, why are you reporting here?"

"You really treat yourself like a green onion, do you think I can't survive without you when I go to the city?"

In the huge hall, after listening to Ye Feng's brief introduction, an old man in green shirt with a goatee raised his head impatiently and scolded him.

"I've said hello to Commander Tianlan in advance, and Commander Tianlan also left me a message talisman. If senior doesn't sign up, I'll have no choice but to report directly to Commander Tianlan."

Ye Feng's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and he took out a golden talisman from one of his storage rings.

The old man in green shirt almost slipped off the chair he was sitting on.

He rolled his eyes, and after confirming the golden talisman, a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face, and he said: "I... just like to joke with young people, put it away, put it away quickly..."

"Speaking of which, you can be regarded as breaking the record of coming to this city over the years... Well, among the disciples from the lower city that I have accepted over the past decades, you are the one who has been late for the longest time... It is really a rare... See, it’s rare.”

Ye Feng, who was petrified on the spot, showed a big word "囧".

The green-shirted old man changed his face very quickly, and he did so in a measured and orderly manner, with not even a hint of shame or blush on his face. It was really... embarrassing.

"Starlight City, Ye Feng."

"Okay, the registration has been approved." He wrote Ye Feng's name in a booklet on the table in front of him, then stood up and greeted Ye Feng, "Follow me, I am only responsible for the first step of registration, and then you need to go through the test. Only by testing your cultivation and control of Yuanli can you be assigned a sect."

Ye Feng followed the old man through the hall and towards the back of the hall.

There were noisy voices, and Ye Feng looked up. Behind the hall was a square tens of feet square. The central floor was inlaid with huge crystals, and there were three iron-gray shields as high as one person placed around it.

At this place, there are dozens of people waiting in a long line to be tested.

"It happens that other warriors are participating in the selection to join the sect, so you will test with them."

"The one in the middle is a detection crystal. As long as a warrior stands on it, he can automatically detect the true cultivation level. The three iron-gray shields around it are specially made with inscriptions. They are extremely heavy. You only need to lift them up and hold on. The longer it lasts, the higher the rating will be.”

"Since you can pass the Lower City Competition, you will definitely not be eliminated, so you can relax a little. Of course... you can't be too lazy once you get up to the level. After all, the corresponding levels are different depending on the score. "

The old man in green shirt explained to Ye Feng.

"Is there any corresponding level?"

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this, a little confused.

"Yes, the lowest is a handyman, and the ones going up are trainee disciples, outer disciples, and inner disciples. The ratings are also divided into four levels, one, two, three, and four, with level one being the best and level four being the worst. However, in recent years, , None of the disciples who have joined this city through Chengbi have fallen to the fourth level.”

Patting Ye Feng on the shoulder, the old man in green shirt looked hopeful: "To be favored by Miss Tianlan, you must be quite strong and you should have no problem reaching the second or third level."

After hearing this, Ye Feng understood what Tian Lan meant when he gave him the letter talisman.

It turns out that the various major sects that want to join the county have differences in status.

In fact, as long as he activates this talisman, he has a chance to directly join the inner sect of Diyuan Sect, and may even be introduced to some high-level figures.

But now that he is here, Ye Feng also wants to explore his current abilities.

You might as well use your own strength to win a spot as an inner disciple.

Special Envoy Tianlan's status in Jinhua Shangcheng was obviously not low, and he did not want to owe a favor for no reason.

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"Ma Zeyu of Nantian City, who is in the middle stage of the eighth level of virtual realm, can join...Beijian Pavilion."

Beside the crystal, an expressionless middle-aged man looked at the levels emerging from the crystal and said in a loud voice.

The young man standing above looked happy, and immediately walked to a huge shield. He used his Yuan Power to reach out and lift it, but the shield did not move at all.

"Bah!"

With a loud shout, the young man's energy rose up, his majestic aura rose into the sky, and he used all his strength to finally lift the first shield.

He couldn't hold on for more than a cup of tea before his legs trembled and he had to put it down.

"Level 4!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and touched the iron-gray shield, and all the residual energy in it was removed before announcing.

After hearing the score, the young man shook his head in annoyance and left the venue unwillingly.

These warriors who participated in the test did not come here through the lower city city competition, but came here from the surrounding cities to take the test. Jinhua Upper City had a good reputation, and many warriors came here because of its reputation.

Warriors are the cornerstone of a sect.

Therefore, the Prince's Palace opened this trial venue. As long as one's personal cultivation reaches a certain level, one can become one of the many fourth- and fifth-grade sects in Jinhua Upper City.

"Tie Yuanxiong of Wangfeng City, who is in the early stage of the ninth level of the virtual realm, can join the Butian Sect."

The next person was a strong man. After testing his cultivation, he strode to the front of the giant iron-gray shield. With his meridians running, dazzling energy was released.

The iron-like hands suddenly grasped the edge of the shield, and the awe-inspiring power rushed into it like a long river.

Bang!

What he didn't expect was that although he raised the shield in one fell swoop, it exploded into pieces as he raised it above his head, turning into countless fragments and falling to the ground...