After several days of testing where no one had passed, a qualified candidate was finally born, and it was Song Ye who came out, which made most people feel like their faces were beaten raw.
It turns out that even if people give up their spots, they still won't get a chance.
There are also people who are jealous of the result of trying to draw water from a bamboo basket but in vain.
"Song Ling, you did it on purpose, didn't you? Seeing that everyone was so busy and got nothing in the end, you came out to snatch the last spot. If you really didn't want it, you wouldn't come out and take the spot back at this time. You are Treat us like fools." It turned out that when Song Ye entered the room just now, there was another person in the corner, but the light was too dim, so she didn't recognize who it was at first. Now when the figure started roaring, she immediately noticed it. .
It's auspicious wind.
He walked out of the corner of the room with a bruised and swollen face. Apparently, he was taken care of by Chief Sun during the test.
With his strength, Song Ye didn't need to hear the result to know that he was dismissed. Now he stood up and cursed just to vent his resentment.
But when it comes to resentment, everyone has a little bit of it in their hearts, especially when they were rejected by Song Ye three times before, and when they heard Ji Feng say this, it seemed like this was the case.
"Bah, let me tell you where such a good heart comes from. Daqing is just playing with us from beginning to end. It's shameless."
"That's right, pretending to be noble all day long, but full of bad intentions."
"Isn't it just that I went to the master's house a few more times than we did, and was appreciated? I'm so proud of myself."
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The voices of people talking around him soon reached Song Ye's ears. Sometimes the hearts of the people's followers were like a poisoned knife. They would kill people without feeling that they were wrong.
"Haha, what's wrong with you?" Song Ye paused as he approached the door, stretched out his big hand and grabbed Ji Feng's neck, and nailed the 1.8-meter tall man to the wall with one hand, no matter how hard he struggled It has no effect on attacks.
She twitched the corner of her mouth and sneered mockingly: "If you have the ability, just pass the exam yourself. If you don't, just shut your mouth."
Song Ye never found explanations or apologies useful in dealing with these people, but it would be better to hit them head-on and wake them up.
One sentence left them speechless. Even Master Sun was defeated by Song Ye's punch, let alone them.
The person who just said something rude lowered his head in embarrassment, fearing that he would become the second target of humiliation if he stood up for himself.
The first spot was finally taken by Song Ye, which was also a signal she sent to Ye Meirou.
She was climbing up, approaching Ye Meimei.
A week later, she went to the disciple hall to take the test as she wished.
Qin Zhan came here once during this period, and Song Ye did not hide it and informed him of his changed plan.
Qin Zhan had no objection, "I support whatever you want to do, just don't hurt yourself."
This was Qin Zhan's only request for her, and Song Ye readily agreed. Both parties also decided to stand still and make plans after meeting people from the seven major families at the martial arts competition in the Disciple Hall.
At higher levels, due to the inherent physical differences between men and women, the proportion of female disciples entering the disciple hall is very small.
On this day, the Shao family disciple hall heard that a woman came to take the test. Many disciples were very excited and waited outside early.
"What are you looking at? Don't you need to practice? Be careful. A big dinosaur will come later and scare you to death." A woman in her twenties or eighties in the yard lectured with her hands on her hips. She was tall and wrapped in a black coat. She looks hunky in the clothes, but her appearance is beautiful, and she can barely be regarded as a flower in this monk's temple.
Hearing her lecture, many people turned around with smiles and joked, "Senior Sister, are you afraid of being compared? Don't worry, no matter what you say, you are still a yellow flower that has stood firm in the disciple hall for ten years. We will not dislike it." your."
Since the disciples' hall is directly above the butler's room, the space for advancement is only one in ten thousand, so many people only stay in the disciples' hall their whole life, where they can be free and not restricted, and everyone can live a comfortable life, even joking. It's all out of proportion.
Zhou Qingqing, who was nicknamed the senior sister, was so angry that she wanted to punch them a few times, "Stop talking so glib here, get out of here."
He said "Go away" several times in a row, and the image of a rough man made the male disciples burst into laughter again.
While they were talking and laughing, there were footsteps outside the door, and someone quickly raised his finger, "Shh, people are coming, look."
As soon as the voice fell, dozens of figures around the corner jumped up one after another, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
If this speed fell into the eyes of ordinary people, they would think it was a ghost, but when Zhou Qingqing saw it, she curled her lips with extreme disdain, but soon she regained her serious look. After all, she was the host today. Examiners should still look a bit serious.
When a pair of yellow clothes swayed out from behind the arch, she looked up curiously, and she was almost frightened by the sight.
As soon as the girl entered the door, she noticed that there was more than one person hiding nearby. There were people behind the roof, in the shadows of the corners, and even behind the large water tank. After she took a step to stand still, she immediately heard several heavy bangs on the roof. The sound of landing.
No need to guess, I was scared.
Zhou Qingqing finally reacted to the commotion around him. He twitched his lips and said with a stiff expression, "Are you the Song Ling who came here to take the test?"
"Yes, please give me your advice." Song Ye nodded, took a few steps forward and stood within the opponent's attack range, without any polite words.
"Well, let you attack first with three moves. I am a water-attributed superpower." Zhou Qingqing was very satisfied with Song Ye's straightforward approach. He immediately stopped talking nonsense, relaxed the two conditions, and stretched out his hand to make the next move. The action of recruiting.
Three moves.
Song Ye stepped forward and engaged in close combat, punched from the front, feinted in the gap where the opponent was dodging, went around behind the opponent, grabbed the opponent's shoulder, and then gently pushed the opponent away. He went out and bumped into the water tank.
"Wow, beautiful." Some innocent and foolish boy on the roof couldn't help but praise it, causing Zhou Qingqing to roll his eyes.
She rubbed her shoulders and looked at Song Ye in surprise. She didn't expect a young girl to have such good skills, but, "You wasted a good opportunity."
She gives newcomers three opportunities because she knows the disparity in strength, and newcomers will usually use all their strength in these three moves, not hesitate to use the killing move, in order to achieve a quick victory.
But the girl in front of him was clearly a metallic superpower. The feint he made just now could clearly remove one of her arms, but he didn't make a move.