Mu Yu shook his head, feeling helpless.
Suddenly something occurred to him, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured: "Since we have come to Huiyue City, why not go to the gym."
Huiyue City, the equinox of Tianxuanmen.
A middle-aged man with a fat body and a greasy face is sitting on a master's chair, shaking a cattail leaf fan, extremely lazy.
Below him, there were two young men and a girl taking the sect's assessment.
Among them, the boy in blue clothes walked to the dynamometer and squatted down slightly.
He took a deep breath, activated the spiritual power in his body, and then punched out suddenly, hitting the dynamometer.
A string of numbers immediately jumped out on the dynamometer, "1105".
"Too weak, next one."
The fat middle-aged man was lying on the master's chair and didn't even stand up. He just glanced casually from the corner of his eye, and then showed contempt on his lips.
After hearing the words "too weak", the boy in blue couldn't help but feel bitterness on his face.
At this time, another aristocratic young man in red attire walked up and hit the dynamometer with a casual blow.
"339".
A much lower number than the previous boy immediately popped up on the dynamometer.
But what was surprising was that the middle-aged fat man didn't even look at it, and said: "The strength is qualified, let's take part in the next test."
"Why? This... isn't fair!"
The young man in blue had an angry look on his face. The aristocratic young man's punching power was less than one-third of his.
Why is it that the noble boy is qualified, but he is not qualified
"Why?"
At this time, the middle-aged fat man lying on the master's chair slowly opened his eyes with a sarcastic look, "I, Tian Xuan Sect, do I need to explain to you? Get out!"
The young man in blue's face turned green and red at this time, his fists were clenched tightly, anger and unwillingness welled up in his heart.
At this time, the last girl also walked up to the dynamometer, stretched out her fist, and lightly hit the dynamometer. A number instantly popped up on the dynamometer, "1699."
"oh?"
There was a glint in the middle-aged fat man's eyes. He had never encountered an assessment disciple with a fist strength of 1699 in the past year.
But when he touched a gold card given to him by the noble boy's father, he immediately suppressed his love for talents.
After all, there is only one Tianxuan Sect disciple left this month, and this spot can only be given to the noble boy.
"Unqualified strength, eliminated." The middle-aged man announced without emotion.
The girl was stunned for a moment, and then her pretty face was filled with anger.
This middle-aged fat man is so blind, which may mean that he is blatantly partial to the noble boy.
"Why are you two still standing there? Get out of here!"
Seeing that the two eliminated boys and girls still refused to leave, the middle-aged fat man drove them away.
"It turns out that this is how Tianxuan Sect recruits people. No wonder they are all a bunch of idiots."
At this time, a faint voice came from outside the door.
"Who dares to come to our Tianxuan Sect and be rampant!"
The middle-aged fat man was extremely angry when he heard that someone was belittling Tianxuanmen in such a way in front of him.
In all the years he has been in Huiyue City, no one has ever dared to be so disrespectful to him.
"I am Jia Ming, a disciple of Wuliang Sect. I am here to learn about the strength of Tianxuan Sect masters. I hope you won't disappoint me too much."
Mu Yu's figure slowly walked into the Tianxuanmen hall.
"Disciple of Wuliang Sect?"