"Hey, little fat boy, are you reliable? Don't make any trouble." Long Xiangtian asked the little fat boy worriedly.
"Don't worry, they are both in love with each other. I just want to help them break through that layer of window paper." The little fat man seemed to not care about this kind of thing at all.
"Are you so sure that you wouldn't do something bad with good intentions?" Long Xiangtian didn't know why the fat boy was so confident.
The little fat boy was quite unhappy when he heard Long Xiangtian's words and said, "Do you know what my father's nickname is?"
"How should I know that?" Long Xiangtian looked helpless. He didn't even know who the fat boy's father was, so how could he know who gave his father the nickname.
The little fat boy was quite proud when he saw Long Xiangtian's expression, as if he knew something remarkable. He whispered in Long Xiangtian's ear: "Boss, let me tell you, my father's nickname is the Northern Wilderness Romantic."
"Ah!" Long Xiangtian was frightened by the little fat man's words.
"Shh! Boss, keep your voice down." The little fat man panicked when he saw that many people were looking at him because of Long Xiangtian's exclamation. He quickly asked Long Xiangtian to keep his voice down until everyone stopped caring about them. The little fat man continued, "Boss, you can't talk nonsense about this. I heard it from my uncle Wen when he was drunk. No one dared to say that."
Long Xiangtian nodded, indicating that he was not such a talkative person. After all, this was someone else's private matter, and he was not so ignorant.
"Let me tell you, although my father only has one wife, my mother, he has many concubines, and my mother and my concubines all get along harmoniously. People in the Northern Wilderness envy my father. I have been listening to the love stories of my father and my concubines since I was a child, and I know a lot about such things." The little fat man actually felt a faint sense of pride when he said this.
Long Xiangtian was quite helpless about the little fat man's theory of "I have never eaten pork, but I am used to seeing pigs run". But to be honest, he also likes both Yunniang and Yan Qingwu at the same time. He doesn't know how to deal with the two of them in the future. Yunniang is easy to deal with, but Yan Qingwu, the little jealous girl, is probably not easy to deal with. Suddenly, Long Xiangtian wanted to learn from the little fat man's father, the "Northern Wilderness Lover".
Long Xiangtian suddenly shook his head and cleared his ridiculous thoughts from his mind. After all, he probably didn't even have the qualifications to meet Yan Qingwu now.
"Boss, how about you teach me the magic? Next time, if you like any pretty girl, I will help you chase her. How about that?" The little fat man suddenly thought of a good idea that he thought no one would refuse.
Of course, Long Xiangtian's choice still hit him hard. Long Xiangtian himself had a lot of things he didn't know what to do in the future, so he didn't have time to think about other things. The little fat man could only pout and think about what else he could do with an unhappy face.
Long Xiangtian didn't bother to pay attention to the fat guy who was missing a string, and continued to look at the martial arts training platform. Then, those who hadn't gone up hurriedly climbed onto the martial arts training platform one by one. However, in the end, Long Xiangtian found two people who deserved his attention.
One of them was a man named Dai Wenhan dressed in black. He had a cold face and gave people a feeling that he should stay away from strangers. He knocked the instructor back a few steps with just one palm and was then announced to have passed the test. Even though he passed the test, he still looked indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him.
It is worth mentioning that the unknown martial arts used by the man in black also emitted a thick black gas from his palm, which was somewhat similar to Long Xiangtian's "God-killing Finger". However, there was a sticky breath of death on the black gas of this man, while Long Xiangtian's "God-killing Finger" contained an unstoppable breath of destruction.
Another person worth mentioning is a burly man. The commotion caused by this man when he appeared was comparable to that of the ostentatious literary giant. It's not that this man is good-looking. On the contrary, this man is not only not good-looking, but also a little bit unflattering. In fact, this man is not ugly, but too ferocious.
If they didn't know that people over 18 years old couldn't come in, everyone would have thought that this man was a rough guy in his 30s or 40s. What was even more strange was that this man's name was Ji Mo Wen, and he looked like a scholar. The name was really different from his appearance, so much so that the audience couldn't help laughing when they heard Ji Mo Wen introduce himself.
But what shocked everyone even more was what happened next. Ji Mowen and his mentor had fought for a long time, which was nothing special. However, this kid didn't even use his profound energy from beginning to end, but the power of his physical body was extremely terrifying. It was conceivable how terrifying his physical body would be if he used his profound energy. This made the people who had laughed at Ji Mowen before stop laughing and dared not express their smiles anymore.
Afterwards, several people passed the assessment. Although they all seemed a bit ordinary, Long Xiangtian still paid close attention to these people. After all, there might be some of them who had hidden real strength.
After knowing that no one had come on stage for a long time, Du Ruo directly announced the end of the assessment. As for those who still wanted to participate, they could only wait until next year.
"Those of you who have passed, follow me." Du Ruo pointed at those who had passed the test and said calmly. As for those who had not passed the test and were still here, they were not important to Du Ruo and others. No one would care if they wanted to stay here for a while, and no one would stop them if they wanted to leave. After all, no one would care about those who failed.
So, roughly thirty people came out of the hundreds of people. I think these are all the people who passed the test. In total, nearly a thousand people came for the test, but now only these thirty people have been screened. These thirty people are one in a hundred, and each one of them is considered the best among the crowd.
If these thirty people were placed in the Tenglong Empire, they would definitely be geniuses of the same level as Tang Yin and his friends. Of course, some of them might not have Tang Yin's high cultivation, but they were also younger than them. The entire Tenglong Empire could not produce many geniuses, but this martial arts academy had produced more than thirty people, and these were only freshmen. This also showed the gap between the Outer Realm and the Tenglong Empire.
Although Long Xiangtian didn't know where his mentors would take him, what he knew was that his new life, or the first step to his dominance over the rest, would begin in this martial arts academy.