Chapter 21 New Disciple Assessment
Two muffled bangs were heard in everyone's ears, and the face of the young man who was hit in front of them turned pale instantly.

He gritted his teeth and refused to let out a cry of pain, but the hand restraining Xie Zhengliu unconsciously loosened.

Xie Zhengliu immediately seized this opportunity, broke away from the young man's hand, turned over and kicked the young man's ankle, and pressed him hard under him.

Soon, Yan Jiaoxi glanced over with a cold gaze, and then loudly announced: "Thank you for your victory!"

It wasn't until he heard these words that Xie Zhengliu's originally stern face put on a smile again, and then he quickly got up and pulled the young man up, and carefully patted the mud on his clothes.

But the young man pushed her hand away angrily: "I don't want your help, Xie Zhengliu, just wait, I will defeat you sooner or later!"

After saying the cruel words, before anyone else could come over, the young man turned around and walked away with a face red from anger, not even paying attention to his little friend's call.

Xie Zhengliu clicked his tongue helplessly and didn't care about the young man's awkward thoughts.

As soon as she turned around, she met Zhuang Youqian's amused eyes: "Hey, how many times has this happened this month? Does he plan to fight with you for the rest of his life?"

Zhuang Youqian was naturally asking about the young man who had just run away. His name was Qin Siyuan, and he was a new disciple in the same class as Xie Zhengliu and others.

Qin Siyuan was born into a cultivating family of Zhongsanqian. He also possessed Shanmu spiritual roots and was accepted as a disciple by the Seventh Elder. His future was bright.

But he didn't know where he got the news. Knowing that it only took half a day for Xie Zhengliu and the others to introduce Qi into their bodies, he took the initiative to find Xie Zhengliu and the others and insisted on competing with them.

Originally, Yan Jiaoxi had a rule for new disciples to compete with each other. Qin Siyuan directly faced Xie Zhengliu as soon as he arrived.

At first, he looked down on Xie Zhengliu, thinking that this little girl must have received some guidance from Yue Mingchou and the other two to be able to draw Qi into her body so quickly.

But after he had his first competition with Xie Zhengliu and was thrown to the ground, Qin Siyuan completely abandoned his elder father and ran to the lecture hall every day, as if he was determined to defeat Xie Zhengliu.

A month passed in a flash, and this was already the tenth time Qin Siyuan competed with Xie Zhengliu, but unexpectedly, he lost more and more miserably.

Even Xie Zhengliu, who had a competitive nature in his heart, felt a little bored.

She shook her head helplessly: "Don't worry about him, he will never beat me in this life anyway."

Because the new disciples have only been started for a month, they are not allowed to use spiritual power in any competition between them.In his previous life, Xie Zhengliu broke out from the sea of ​​​​blood from the mountain of corpses. Let alone defeat a child, even killing him was easy.

Not to mention that after being raised in the Hengtian Sect for so long, Xie Zhengliu's physical strength has also recovered to a great extent.So how could a young man like Qin Siyuan defeat her, a demon who had lived for thousands of years?

Seeing Xie Zhengliu's indifferent expression, Yue Mingqiu couldn't help but hum, "You are very confident."

I almost forgot that Yue Mingqiu was also the one who had never won under Xie Zhengliu.

"Hey, if you want to defeat me, you will definitely not be able to do it in this life. But if you call me boss, maybe I will teach you how to defeat other people." Xie Zhengliu rushed over to Mingqiu and winked. A coaxing gesture.

Yue Mingqiu pursed his lips and said nothing, but Zhuang Youqian quickly squeezed in between the two of them and put his tender face in front of Xie Zhengliu: "I'm calling, I'm calling! Boss, help me, boss!"

Yue Mingqiu also tried to pull Zhuang Youqian away: "You are really shameless. Xie Zhengliu said this to me, not you!" "You won't scream anyway, it's better to take this good thing for granted." Me." Zhuang Yougan was stuck in his position and refused to give up.

Yue Mingchou was furious: "Who said I can't scream anymore? I'm going to scream now! Boss——"

Two arrogant faces approached Xie Zhengliu, but she pushed them away ruthlessly.

Xie Zhengliu looked at the two of them with disgust: "Okay, help me carry my sword, and let's go to the mountain behind Disciple Peak to practice."

"Okay!" Zhuang Youqian responded first and quickly put Xie Zhengliu's heavy knife on his shoulder.

Yue Mingqiu was filled with annoyance at being beaten ahead, and he could only secretly decide in his heart: Next time he must be faster than Zhuang Youqian!

Xie Zhengliu got her sword from her senior brother Feng Yang. Feng Yang came to her a month ago and asked what reward she wanted.

Before that, Xie Zhengliu had learned from Zhuang Youqian that the Hengtian Sect had rewarded the two of them with a thousand low-grade spiritual stones respectively, and also given Zhuang Youqian a primary magic weapon, and Yue Mingqiu to enter the book collection. Reading permission on the second floor of the pavilion.

You must know that the Hengtian Sect's library contains the martial arts accumulated by the sect for thousands of years. The first level is accessible to all disciples, but the second level requires disciples to have golden elixir cultivation.

There are ten floors in the Library Pavilion, and the skills stored in it become rarer as you go up, so the more you grudge, the more you can draw Qi into your body, and then you can ascend to the second floor, which makes all the new disciples envious.

If he can seize this opportunity well, he will be able to find a suitable technique and soar into the sky, leaving his fellow disciples behind.

After Xie Zhengliu and Zhuang Youqian learned about his choice, they both felt that it was a smart decision.But Zhuang Youqian was still playing with his new fan and had no intention of regretting it.

Xie Zhengliu persistently asked for a knife and continued to practice sword cultivation.

After learning about her thoughts, Fengyang actually disagreed a little.As the eldest brother of Hengtian Sect, he is even more aware of the decline of sword cultivators than Zhuang Youqian. It can be said that among all the sects in Zhongsanqian, there is almost no sword cultivator who can teach Xie Zhengliu.

No, maybe there is another person in their sect, but...

Fengyang didn't make it clear to Xie Zhengliu what he said later, but the disapproval revealed in his tone did not sway Xie Zhengliu's mind at all.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, I'm afraid I can't persuade you. But since you are determined to practice swordsmanship, maybe you can wait for the new disciple evaluation in three months." Fengyang looked at this and made him The girl who had a crush on him took the initiative to give her some advice.

The so-called new disciple evaluation refers to a test initiated by the elders three months after a new disciple enters the school, in order to test how well the other disciple is practicing within the sect.

It is said that as long as the test scores reach the top three, you can choose a peak to worship - this is actually a disguised way to obtain more training resources for new disciples.

But what does this have to do with my choice to learn swordsmanship?At that time, Xie Zhengliu looked puzzled.

Fengyang smiled slightly: "If you can get into the top three, you can ask to worship at Juanshuang Peak. That peak master is probably the only person in the entire Zhongsanqian who can teach you."

Consciousness gradually withdrew from his mind. Xie Zhengliu listened to the sound of the two teenagers fighting behind him and murmured with a complex expression: "New disciple assessment, Juan Shuangfeng... I understand!"

(End of this chapter)

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