Martial arts become gods

Chapter 260

In this way, with acquaintances, Mo Xian passed the first test very smoothly.

Of course, Zhejianmen recruiting people will definitely not be so simple.

Although their main purpose is to summon cannon fodder, but cannon fodder must also have a certain strength.

So, next, there is another assessment waiting for them.

In this way, not only can we screen out some fake people, but it is also possible to discover some elites from these rabble.

The content of the assessment is also very simple, that is, relying on one's own strength from here to reach the mountain gate of Zhejianmen.

In order to attract these people who are willing to do anything for profit, Zhejianmen specially arranged some rewards, the sooner those who arrive, the better the rewards will be.

And if anyone can kill a few people in the process, he can get a similar position as a small captain.

So, this test is also bloody.

But for these desperadoes who wandered around Iron Slaughter City, this kind of bloody competition is what interests them the most.

Soon, today's quota is completed, and the remaining people can only come again tomorrow.

"I have to remind you, there are everyone among these guys, and there may be one or two perverts. If you die, we will not be responsible." General Wang Mo Xian turned around and said in a low voice.

"That's not something you worry about, you just need to make arrangements for my future affairs." Mo Xian said flatly.

"I really don't know what you think, isn't it good to hide in the Frenzied Saber Gate, you have to seek your own death here." Wang Da shook his head, in order to avoid others' suspicion, he left immediately.

The test started soon, and a crowd of Mo Xian's followers poured into the vast mountain.

Since the Folding Sword Gate is hidden, everyone only knows a general direction, and no one knows the exact location. This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of the test.

But for Mo Xian, this was not a problem. He had already firmly memorized the topographical map around Zhejian Gate.

Even where there are sentries and where there is danger, he is very clear.

To put it simply, in this wave of tests, everyone is in public, and he is like a cheating existence.

But soon, Mo Xian realized that he seemed to be being targeted.

"Xiao En, do I look like a persimmon by nature?" Mo Xian stopped and said helplessly.

"Like, very similar!" Xiao En said.

"Okay!" Mo Xian suddenly felt a little helpless.

Behind Mo Xian, dozens of figures were hidden in the dark.

Seeing that Mo Xian seemed to have discovered himself and the others, they walked out swaggeringly, and a middle-aged man at the head said: "Boy, you are very alert!"

"I advise you not to provoke me!" Mo Xian said flatly, at the same time, a red light flashed in his eyes, exuding a kind of madness and bloodlust.

"Tsk tsk, you're quite arrogant!" The middle-aged man clicked his tongue, and then continued: "Boy, do you have some inside story, I saw you walking very close to those two people who broke the sword gate before! If you are sensible, tell us the inside story, otherwise..."

Before he could speak, Mo Xian frowned, his figure suddenly shot out, and then he slapped the middle-aged man heavily on the face.

"Snapped!"

Amidst the crisp sound, the middle-aged man flew straight out, circling a few times in the air before landing heavily on the ground.

He covered his dislocated face, staggered up from the ground, fixed his eyes on Mo Xian, "Boy, you hit me instead!"

"I told you earlier, don't provoke me!" Mo Xian said flatly.

"Looking for death! Come on, kill this kid." The middle-aged man shouted sharply, and at the same time drew out the long sword on his back, and slashed at Mo Xian fiercely.

"Wrong choice!" Mo Xian smiled, and his figure suddenly moved. He didn't even look at it, but his fist seemed to have eyes. Every time it fell, a figure would scream and fly away.

After a while, no one could stand.

For these desperadoes, Mo Xian didn't hold anything back. Everyone was either seriously injured or killed on the spot.

"In the next life, keep your eyes bright!" Mo Xian patted the face of the still-dead middle-aged man on the ground, and then untied the tokens hanging from their waists.

This token is specially provided by Zhejianmen, one for each person, just for the convenience of calculating how many people have been killed.

Although Mo Xian didn't need these things, it might come in handy if he had them.

On a big tree not far behind Mo Xian, a rather handsome man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back, holding a rather elegant folding fan in his hand.And the place where he was standing was actually an extremely thin branch. Although it bears the weight of his whole body, the branch did not deform at all.

He looked at Mo Xian with interest, and muttered in his mouth: "Interesting, in this kind of garbage place, I met such a powerful character!"

After seeing Mo Xian leave, he moved and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With the map as a reference, Mo Xian moved forward all the way, eliminating many blind people and monsters along the way, and gradually the huge stone carving of the broken sword in front of the Zhejian gate appeared in his eyes.

"Folding Sword Gate!" Mo Xian stared at the huge broken sword with narrowed eyes, a very dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

Then, he shot towards Zhejianmen without looking back.

Not long after he disappeared, the man with the folding fan also appeared here. Looking at Mo Xian's disappearing back, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

It was as if the hunter had finally found an interesting prey.

Next, Mo Xian didn't encounter any obstacles, and arrived at the mountain gate of Zhejianmen very smoothly.

"Someone is here!"

At this time, several deacons of Zhejianmen who were in charge of receiving new members here also discovered Mo Xian, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces at the same time.

Also, he should be faster.

Even if there were no obstacles along the way, it would have taken so long just to hurry.

Originally, Mo Xian planned to deliberately delay a little time, so that it would not appear too conspicuous.

But he thought about it again, since he had already taken the risk, there was no need to hide it, and it would be a bit self-explanatory.

After all, the more high-profile he is, the less people will think of him.

"Brothers, is this the place where Zhejianmen recruits new disciples?" Mo Xian restrained his breath, walked towards the deacons with a smile.

"Exactly, exactly..."

The deacons came back to their senses and said quickly.

After helping Mo Xian register his life, age, and realm, Mo Xian officially became a member of Zhejianmen.

Thinking that he was chased by Zhejianmen more than a month ago, but now he joined Zhejianmen openly without arousing others' suspicion, which really made Mo Xian feel a little weird.

And not long after he registered, another young man came over.

Holding a folding fan, this person is personable, and it is the person who has been following Mo Xian all this time.

(End of this chapter)