The strongest devil against the sky system

Chapter 3 [The Mirror of Heaven's Choice]

"Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host, I got a warm reminder: after successfully entering Cangyue Pavilion, you will get a long-range killing weapon."

"..."

"A long-range killing weapon?"

Hearing the system's voice, Mu Futian was slightly startled.

You know, this is a different world, and the most weapons are knives, guns, swords, halberds and so on.

Even if it can go a little farther, there are only a few weapons such as bows and arrows.

Moreover, the farther the distance of these weapons, the lower the damage.

Far from achieving the effect of killing an enemy with one hit.

"Forget it, I won't guess anymore, as long as I enter Cangyue Pavilion, then I will know?"

Shaking his head, Mu Futian stopped thinking about it.

Afterwards, he identified the direction, and stepped forward with big strides.

……

Today is Cangyue Pavilion's three-year enrollment day, and the streets are bustling with people, very lively.

Mu Futian passed through it, and soon came to the foot of a towering green hill.

Above the green hill is the Cangyue Pavilion, which is well-known throughout Cangyue City, with magnificent architecture and high status.

People who passed by all looked at Cangyue Pavilion with adoring eyes.

Ordinary people cannot enter Cangyue Pavilion.

The venue for the admissions assessment is a spacious martial arts training ground at the foot of the green hill.

Only monks who participated in the assessment can enter, while others can only watch from the outside.

The surrounding area is extremely lively, at a glance, there are at least a thousand people.

And the number of monks participating in the assessment has reached a hundred.

"I didn't expect so many people."

Mu Futian shrugged, and immediately strode into the arena.

"what?"

"Look, isn't that the famous scumbag in Cangyue City?"

"That's right, it's him, I know him, his name is Mu Futian."

"What's the situation? Wasn't he killed by his father and sent as a tribute? Why is he still alive?"

"Maybe it's too useless, the temple doesn't want it."

"Hahaha."

Many young people in Cangyue City are discussing each other with each other.

Their voices were loud, without the slightest scruple, and they didn't take Mu Futian seriously at all.

When Mu Futian heard the words, he walked straight to a corner as if he had never heard of it.

Why should he care about a bunch of jumping clowns?

"Boy, get out of here quickly, this place is not for a piece of trash like you!"

Seeing Mu Futian's cold and disdainful face, the prince jumped out first and shouted coldly.

He is the second son of the Patriarch of the Wang family, with extraordinary talents, and he was given high hopes in this admissions assessment.

However, even so, Mu Futian remained unmoved.

Who is good for nothing, time will tell.

"Boy, I'm telling you to get lost, you good-for-nothing, don't lower our grade!"

Prince Chong has a bit of talent, and his temper has always been quite hot.

Everyone stared at Mu Futian with a look on their faces.

Obviously, they wanted to see a joke.

"Cangyue Pavilion is your home?"

How can Mu Futian, who is full of blood, endure being so coldly sneered in front of someone twice?

Dang even replied.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Obviously, they didn't expect that Mu Futian, who has always been timid and fearful, would dare to talk back to the prince.

"My boy, I want you to look good after the assessment is over!"

Glancing at the few people who appeared in the background, Wang Zichong sneered, and then ignored them.

Mu Futian also looked, but saw that there were three people there.

To his surprise, Su Ming, the guardian elder of the Temple of the Gods, was among them.

And, still standing in the middle.

As for the other two, they must be the upper echelons of Cangyue Pavilion.

The two of them smiled flatteringly.

"Elder Su is here. We are far away from welcoming you. Please forgive me. I will inform the Pavilion Master right away."

One of them clasped his fists and said.

"Deacon Ye is too polite, there is no need to disturb the Pavilion Master, I just want to take a look when I have nothing to do."

Su Ming smiled and waved his hands, and continued: "It's not too late, let's start the assessment as soon as possible."

Hearing that, Deacon Ye hesitated a little, but finally announced the start of the assessment.

In his mind, he was still muttering:
'What kind of wind is it that blows the rare and lofty elders of the temple guard over? '

'Could it be that in this admissions assessment, are there any amazing talents? '

……

"Boom!"

The gong sounded, and the admissions assessment officially began!
The person in charge of this assessment is another high-ranking officer, Qin Ming.

"You must have heard about Cangyue Pavilion's admissions assessment rules. Whoever is selected by the 'Mirror of Heaven's Selection' will be able to enter Cangyue Pavilion."

"Of course, when entering the Cangyue Pavilion, there are also three, six, and nine grades, which will be distinguished according to the momentum created."

"have you understood?"

Qin Ming glanced over every contestant like lightning, and shouted.

"I understand!"

Nearly [-] contestants shouted in unison, and the momentum seemed to burst the entire sky.

"Okay, please line up consciously, don't be crowded, come one by one."

After finishing speaking, Qin Ming flicked his finger, and Dang even took out a small mirror out of thin air from his ring.

"go with!"

Throwing the small mirror upwards into the void, it suddenly exploded head-on.

When it soared to tens of feet, it just stopped.

Many people looked at the scene in front of them and exclaimed.

Under that mirror, some faint light can still be seen faintly, which is extremely miraculous.

"Is this the mirror of the chosen one? Why does it look like a time machine?"

Mu Futian joked in his heart.

The first contestant walked up quickly.

Since he was the first one, it could be seen that he was still a little nervous.

"Walk into the Mirror of Heaven's Choice and stand for three seconds!"

Qin Ming ordered.

The contestant did so.

however.

Three seconds passed, the mirror did not respond at all, and everything was quiet.

"Elimination, the next one!"

Qin Ming announced.

"what?"

"Is this eliminated?"

There was an uproar all around.

The contestant walked out of it with a frustrated face.

then.

The second contestant enters the stage, but there is also no movement, eliminated!

The third contestant entered the stage, and the result was the same, eliminated!

Fourth place, eliminated!

Fifth place, eliminated!

Just when many people thought that the 'Mirror of the Chosen' was broken.

It wasn't until the sixth contestant entered the field, the 'Mirror of the Chosen' in the field, that there was finally a sign of shaking.

"Om~Om~"

A low humming sounded.

However, the voice only trembled for a few seconds before returning to its original state.

"Pass the level and enter the ninth class of Cangyue Pavilion!"

Qin Ming nodded and said.

"yeah!"

The contestant made a sound of excited cheers.

His strength is only at the third level of the spiritual energy realm, and he is much worse than the previous few.

But in the end, only he entered Cangyue Pavilion.

Even though it was only the lowest ninth grade, he was very satisfied.

(End of this chapter)