Deacon Zhao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, completely gone from the arrogance and indifference before.
If you make an agreement with the Hundred Sects Alliance without authorization, and the matter of collecting benefits is reported to the headquarters, it is a small thing to lose the deacon position, but it is a big thing to be held accountable!
Deacon Zhao realized in a short time that the arrival of the elders of the Cangshan School had something to do with Jun Changxiao, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "Master Jun, Mr. Zhao will now authenticate you and the Iron Bones School."
"No no no."
Jun Chang laughed and said, "I, Iron Bones Sect, are just a low-level sect, and I don't have a certificate of the Hundred Sects Alliance. How can I be qualified to certify the sect?"
Upon hearing this, Deacon Zhao's expression became as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
Elder Ma said coldly: "As the person in charge of the sect certification hall, shouldn't he follow fairness and justice? This requires the Hundred Sects Alliance to provide a certificate, which is really absurd!"
The five words behind were sonorous and forceful, shaking Deacon Zhao's heart, and his calves began to spin.
This is the elder of the Wuliu Cangshan School, not to mention that if the incident is brought to the headquarters, even if it is brought to the branch, his end will be extremely miserable.
Seeing this guy pale with fright, Jun Chang smiled and said to himself: "If you don't trample on you like a dog, how can you be worthy of my group of angry disciples."
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, Deacon Zhao raised his palm and hit him on the face, flatteringly smiled: "Master Jun, my brain was squeezed by the door just now, your lord has a lot, don't be as knowledgeable as I am."
That's okay too
The corners of Li Qingyang and the others' mouths twitched.
If he still behaved as proudly as before, maybe he could have a little respect, but now he has turned into a dog wagging his tail, which is disgusting to watch.
"Deacon Zhao, take it easy." Jun Changxiao said lightly.
"Snapped!"
Deacon Zhao smacked his face again, this time with enough force, bright red palm prints appeared on the right cheek.
Enduring the scorching pain, he forcefully smiled and said, "Sect Master, are you satisfied?"
"Not satisfied." Jun Chang said with a smile.
"Crack! Crack!"
Deacon Zhao is also a ruthless character. He directly slapped the left and right sides of the face. Because of the excessive force, his nose was bleeding.
"Jun... the head of the king."
He smiled ferociously and said, "Satisfied... are you satisfied?"
They played with such sincerity, Jun Changxiao couldn't take it anymore, so he said lightly: "Follow the procedure, let's get certified."
"Please, please."
Deacon Zhao endured the pain, and took him and the Iron Bones disciples to the martial arts arena in the backyard, where a stone statue lingering in light was placed.
"Master Jun, this is the test stone of cultivation, please verify it one by one with your disciples, if you meet the requirements, you can upgrade the sect level."
"any request?"
"The five disciples have reached a strength value of more than 2,300 catties."
"oh."
Jun Chang laughed and understood.
This so-called cultivation test stone is actually the same as the strength testing machine sold in the mall.
"Li Fei, go test it."
"yes!"
Li Fei walked over first, but scratched his head and said, "Sect Leader, should we use fists or feet?"
Deacon Zhao covered his face and said, "Regardless of hands and feet, as long as the strength reaches 2,300 catties, it is considered as meeting the requirements."
"Understood."
Li Fei stepped on his foot and kicked it suddenly. This action is similar to kicking a happy football.
"Boom—"
Hit the test stone with one foot.
Elder Ma, who followed, commented secretly: "The chassis is solid and the spiritual power has not been used. It should have been practiced hard. The strength of this kick must have reached the point..."
Ga.
Suddenly he stopped thinking, his eyes became surprised, because the test stone gradually showed a number, the content was - three thousand catties.
"This..." Deacon Zhao was also dumbfounded.
As the person in charge of the sect certification center in Qingyang City, I have seen a lot of sect disciples verifying their strength, but I have never seen one who can kick three thousand catties with just relying on the physical body!
"Why."
Li Fei shook his head and said, "I'm not used to it."
"Xiao Mo."
"yes!"
Su Xiaomo stepped forward, and he also kicked with a force of 3,500 jin. Then he shrugged and said helplessly, "Sure enough, I'm not used to it."
Elder Ma and Deacon Zhao's mouths twitched.
The two disciples kicked each other, and the purest physical strength was comparable to that of a second-rank martial artist, which is unbelievable!
Lu Qianqian, who appeared next, hit the test stone with her soft jade palm, showing a strength of four thousand catties.
This looks very casual, without using all my strength!
Li Qingyang walked up, poured spiritual power into his fist, and slammed it on the test stone, and the force value that emerged was five thousand catties.
"Boom!"
Tian Qi also hit the test stone, without using his spiritual power, the force of his punch was 3,200 jin.
The eyes of Elder Ma and Deacon Zhao opened wider and wider.
These Iron-Bone Sect disciples are no more than first-rank warriors, and each of them can hit more than three thousand catties, which is simply terrifying!
"Deacon Zhao."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "I have sent five disciples, all of which meet the requirements, can they be certified as the eight-stream sect?"
Deacon Zhao came back to his senses, and hurriedly said politely: "According to the certification regulations, your sect still has five disciples who have reached the twelfth stage of Kaimai."
"oh."
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, Zhang Wei and the other three disciples who had broken through the martial arts were tested in order, and the results showed that the strength was above 3,000 catties without exception.
Except for Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang who have high aptitude, the Iron Bones disciples are all middle-grade spiritual roots, and they can achieve extremely close strength values, which is naturally due to training and body shaping pills.
"..."
Elder Ma and Deacon Zhao were a little dizzy.
A very small number of disciples who hit the strength value of the second-rank martial arts can also be explained by innate divine power. With so many disciples all hitting the value of three thousand catties, is it possible that it is all innate divine power
Not innate, but acquired.
"Master Jun." Elder Ma looked at Xiao Zuiji and said, "Don't you, disciple, take the test?"
Jun Chang smiled and said: "If you are guilty, go up and punch me, and show Elder Ma."
"yes."
Xiao Zuiji handed the cloth-wrapped sniper rifle to Su Xiaomu, walked to the test stone, took a deep breath, and raised his fist to bombard it.
Strength value - 4,600 jin.
Elder Ma's eyes widened immediately, and he opened his mouth, his eyes filled with shock.
This kid doesn't have the slightest amount of spiritual power radiating from his body, and with the purest physical strength, he can hit a strength value close to 5,000, which is absolutely terrifying!
guilty
Deacon Zhao thought of something, and said in surprise: "Could it be that he is Xiao Zuiji, the direct descendant of the Xiao family who won the martial arts competition?"
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "Please remove the 'Xiao Family Direct Line' and replace it with a disciple of the Iron Bones Sect, thank you."
"Understand, understand!" Deacon Zhao hurriedly said.
Elder Ma exclaimed: "It turns out that he is the martial arts champion who just finished. No wonder he is so powerful."
He had also heard about the fact that the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect took the top four in the sect competition, and he had also heard about it in the Cangshan Sect, and had discussed it with the sect leader and high-level officials.
"Your head."
Elder Ma cupped his hands and said: "These people, under your teaching, have become dragons among men!"
Tell the truth, not flattery.
After all, it is difficult for a group of disciples with generally low aptitude to be brought to such a level by the head of the Iron Bone Sect, even his Cangshan Sect.
Not only the Cangshan sect, but also higher sects, it is impossible to bring a group of mediocre talents into only first-rank warriors, and have a higher level of combat effectiveness.
certainly.
High-level sects will not accept them, because it is a waste of time and resources.
Jun Changxiao thinks differently, he insists on taking these disciples who are regarded as "trash" and "garbage" in the eyes of the high-level sects, all with the pride of the sky, because it is very challenging!