World Wide Martial Art

"Wanjue Courtyard is at the foot of Wanjue Mountain. According to time calculation, there are still a few days until the next sect examination. You will wait for the assessment in the Courtyard. There is free food, wine and accommodation for all the disciples who have passed the assessment..."

Mr. Zhao Da has been away from Wan Jue Sect for decades, and now he has been promoted to the King Realm and returned. He needs to go to the main peak first to recover, but Ye Feng cannot go up the mountain with him due to his status at the moment. Situ Reading

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"Don't worry, brother, everything will be properly arranged. And with your strength, brother, you won't have any problem if you pass the assessment and even become an inner disciple." Mr. Zhao Da said with a smile.

"Brother Zhao can do whatever he wants. I, Ye Feng, am not a child either."

Ye Feng nodded slowly. At this moment, a tall building complex appeared in his eyes, which was the "Wanjue Courtyard".

Perhaps as Mr. Zhao Da just said, the five-year-old "Wan Jue Sect" opening examination is very close. There are many warriors in the huge square outside the courtyard, basically all warriors with certain backgrounds from the four major countries. Come to Wanjue Sect to take the assessment.

As soon as the Flame Lion King landed on the ground, these people were immediately shocked and shocked.

"Look... I don't know where the master is, he actually drove such a powerful monster on his way?"

"This pressure...could it be an earth-level monster?"

"The cultivation of the old man in front is unfathomable. The man behind him should be the same warrior as us who took part in the assessment this time. Tsk tsk, he is at the seventh level of innateness, very ordinary..."

"Junior brother, don't make random comments. The Wanjue Courtyard currently has many talented elites from across the continent. Be careful of trouble coming from your mouth..."

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The two jumped off the lion's back, Ye Feng put away the Flame Lion King, and after Mr. Zhao Da gave a few brief instructions again, his figure flickered and disappeared into thin air.

The entire square is extremely wide and paved with white jade. It is clean and tidy. Tall trees are planted on the edges of the square. The building of Wan Jue Bieyuan is naturally the tallest among all the surrounding buildings. It is beautiful and majestic. .

The warriors who appeared in the square basically all had innate cultivation levels of the eighth or ninth level. Ye Feng even sensed a few masters who could not detect their specific cultivation levels.

It seems that it is not easy for ordinary warriors to successfully pass the examination and become a member of Wanjue Sect.

After looking around for a while, Ye Feng walked directly towards Wanjue Courtyard. Since Mr. Zhao Da asked him to wait in another courtyard for a few days, he will definitely not wander around, so he should wait peacefully for the assessment to begin.

The original intention of the Wanjue Sect to build the Wanjue Courtyard was to temporarily house the warriors participating in the sect entrance examination. This period coincided with the assessment season and there were many people. As soon as Ye Feng entered the main entrance of the Courtyard, he looked up and saw a dense crowd. There were at least hundreds of warriors sitting or standing in the courtyard.

These people all have a distinctive feature, that is, they are young and have strong cultivation. It goes without saying that they are all outstanding geniuses in various countries. They all have their eyes high and look like they don't put others in their eyes.

Especially when he saw Ye Feng coming in alone, and with only the seventh level of cultivation, he immediately pointed fingers in private, and many even showed blatant sarcastic expressions.

Ye Feng ignored them and walked through the crowd and entered the lobby similar to a restaurant.

As one of the seven holy land-level forces, the Wanjue Sect is very wealthy and powerful. They will not let these warriors who may become the younger generation of the sect wait for a while. They will be provided with free food and drinks, not to mention sumptuous and high-quality food. The maids who serve are all young and beautiful beauties, and they shuttle among the crowd like butterflies circling flowers.

Ye Feng was also hungry, his stomach growled, and he planned to eat something first.

There are about dozens of tables in the hall, but most of them are full of people. Only the one by the window is still empty. Ye Feng is about to walk towards the empty table, when there is a man wearing a long gown and looking like a restaurant. The shopkeeper's deacon from another hospital rushed ahead of Ye Feng and blocked Ye Feng's figure.

Then, with a face full of flattery, he spoke to a young man in fine clothes behind him: "Third Young Master, Elder Fang has already told me to ask this deacon to take care of your Fang family. Besides, the three heroes of the Fang family are famous in Da'an County. There is absolutely no problem in passing the assessment. We will be brothers from the same sect in the future, and I will ask the Third Young Master to take care of me when the time comes!"

His attitude was extremely fawning, and his waist was bent at ninety degrees.

"It's easy to talk about."

"Third Young Master, this table is specially reserved for you. Sit down for a while and the good wine and food will be served soon."

The young man in fine clothes, known as Mr. Fang San Gong, glanced at Ye Feng with a smile on his face, swaggeringly took a few guards and sat down arrogantly.

The robed deacon turned around and glanced at Ye Feng.

Seeing that Ye Feng was wearing ordinary clothes, and then seeing that Ye Feng was alone, with no servants around to protect him, and whose cultivation was at the bottom of the entire hall, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, becoming cold and even arrogant.

The robed deacon straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Ye Feng sideways with disdain in his eyes.

He had seen many people dressed like Ye Feng, and he knew at a glance that he was not a member of a big family, and that he did not have a powerful backer.

Moreover, entering the seventh level for the first time? Gee, such a cultivation level actually came to participate in the Wan Jue Sect entrance examination?

There is definitely no possibility of becoming a servant disciple of the sect.

The robed deacon has the status of an outer disciple. A warrior like Third Young Master Fang who has the support of elders will naturally have to work hard to curry favor. However, in his eyes, the seventh-level innate warrior is a low-ranking person, and he immediately becomes arrogant.

He bumped his shoulder with an irreverent attitude, pushed Ye Feng away and said, "Let's go, stand far away. What should I do if it affects the appetite of the Third Young Master?"

Seeing his attitude, Ye Feng's eyes turned slightly cold and he sneered in his heart: "A dog looks down on others!"

However, he did not intend to meet this kind of person. He slowly sat down at the table next to him and said in a deep voice: "Fine wine and good food, I want to eat."

"Wait!"

The robed deacon said something coldly and walked away swaggeringly.

"Brother, just here? Don't mind. This kind of villain who relies on others' power will never be successful in his life." A simple and honest young man was already sitting at the table. Seeing the sharp look in Ye Feng's eyes, he quickly raised his hand and pressed his arm. , said softly.

Ye Feng nodded and regained his composure. He really couldn't stand the robed deacon's face.

However, this guy is a genuine outer sect disciple. As an examiner, he has a dispute with an official sect disciple. The pros and cons can be imagined.

"My name is Pang Lin. I am eighteen years old. I come from the Southern Qin Empire. What is your surname?" The honest young man introduced Ye Feng with his hands raised. It seemed that the young man who called himself Pang Lin had a straightforward temper.

"Ye Feng, sixteen, a student of the Western Tang Dynasty Qiangguo Wufu." Ye Feng returned the salute.