Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"The wanjuebie hospital is at the foot of wanjue mountain. According to the calculation of time, there are a few days before the next opening examination. You can wait for the examination in the other hospital, where you can provide wine and vegetable accommodation for the previous examination disciples free of charge..."

Mr. Zhao DA has left wanjuezong for decades. Now he has returned to the kingdom of king. He needs to go to the main peak to recover his life first, but he can't go up the mountain with Ye Feng in his current status.

"Don't worry, all elder brothers will have proper arrangements, and with your strength, you won't have any problem passing the examination and even becoming an inner disciple." Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

"Brother Zhao is free. I'm not a child, either."

Ye Feng nodded slowly. At the moment, a tall building complex had appeared in his eyes, which was the "ten thousand unique courtyard".

Perhaps, as Mr. Zhao Da said just now, it is very close to the five-year opening examination of "wanjuezong". There are many martial artists in the huge square outside the other hospital, basically martial artists with certain backgrounds from four countries, who come to wanjuezong to participate in the examination.

As soon as the flaming Lion King landed, it immediately attracted the amazement and shock of these people.

"Look... I don't know where the expert drove such a powerful monster on his way?"

"This pressure... Is it a monster on the earth level?"

"The old man in front has unfathomable accomplishments. The man behind should be the same as us. He is the martial artist who participated in the assessment this time. Tut Tut, he is born with seven weights, very general..."

"Younger martial brother, don't judge indiscriminately. At present, wanjuebei hospital has gathered many talented elites from the whole mainland. Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth..."

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They jumped off the lion's back. Ye Feng put away the flame lion king. After Mr. Zhao Da gave a few simple instructions again, the figure flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

The whole square is extremely wide, all of which are paved with white jade. It is clean and tidy. Tall trees are planted on the side of the square. The building of wanzibieyuan is naturally the tallest of all the surrounding buildings, beautiful and magnificent.

The martial artists who appeared in the square basically had eight or nine innate accomplishments. Ye Feng even realized that there were several masters who could not find out the specific accomplishments.

It seems that it is not easy for ordinary martial artists to pass the examination and become a member of wanjuezong.

After a little look, Ye Feng walked directly to wanjuebei hospital. Since Mr. Zhao Da asked him to wait in another hospital for a few days, he certainly won't walk and bump around. He'd better wait for the examination to begin.

The original intention of wanjue sect to build wanjue courtyard is to temporarily resettle the martial artists participating in the entrance examination. This period coincides with the examination season. There are many people. As soon as Ye Feng steps into the main gate of the other courtyard, he looks up and sees a dense crowd. There are at least hundreds of martial artists sitting or standing in the courtyard of the other courtyard.

These people have a remarkable feature, that is, they are young and have strong cultivation. Needless to ask, they must be outstanding genius figures in various countries, one by one with eyes higher than the top, and one who doesn't look at others.

Especially when he saw Ye Feng coming in alone, and his accomplishments were only seven, he immediately pointed out in private, and many even showed sarcastic expressions.

Ye Feng ignored them and walked through the crowd into the lobby similar to a restaurant.

As one of the seven holy land level forces, wanjuezong is rich and powerful. They are likely to become the younger generation of martial artists of zongmen. They will not be allowed to wait. There are free wine and vegetables. It is rich and high-grade. Even the waitresses are young and beautiful beauties, shuttling through the crowd like butterflies around flowers.

Ye Feng was also hungry. His stomach made a noise and planned to eat first.

There are about dozens of tables in the hall, but they are basically full of people. Only one by the window is still empty. Ye Feng is about to walk towards the empty table. At this time, there is a deacon of another hospital wearing a long shirt and looking like the shopkeeper of the restaurant. He rushed ahead of Ye Feng and blocked Ye Feng's figure.

Then he flattered and said to a young man in Chinese clothes behind him: "the third childe, the abbot has long told me to take care of your Fang family. Moreover, the three heroes of the Fang family are famous in Da'an Prefecture and country. There is absolutely no problem in passing the examination. In the future, we will be the same martial brothers. At that time, the Deacon will ask the third childe to take care of you!"

His attitude was so flattering that he bent 90 degrees.

"It's easy to say."

"Third childe, this table is specially reserved for you. Sit down for a while. Good wine and dishes will be delivered soon."

The young man in Chinese clothes, known as the third childe of Fang, looked at Ye Feng with a smile, swaggered and sat down with several guards.

The robe deacon turned around and glanced at Ye Feng.

Seeing Ye Feng dressed in ordinary clothes and clothes, and then seeing that Ye Feng was only a person, he didn't take any servants to protect him, and his accomplishments were at the bottom of the whole hall, his smile immediately disappeared, became cold and even arrogant.

The robe Deacon's waist was stiff, his chin was slightly raised, and he squinted at Ye Feng with disdain in his eyes.

He has seen a lot of people dressed like Ye Feng. At a glance, he knows that he will not be a child of a big family, and there will be no powerful backing behind him.

Besides, the first seven? Tut Tut, how can such accomplishments also participate in the examination of wanjue sect?

It must be impossible to become a disciple of the sect's factotum.

The robe deacon has the identity of an external disciple. Like the third childe Fang, the martial arts with the support of elders behind him naturally have to work hard to curry favor with him, but the congenital seven fold martial arts belong to an unworthy little man in his eyes, and the smelly airs came up immediately.

He likes to take a bump on his shoulder, pushes aside Ye Feng and says, "walk, stand away, pestle like a stick, and affect the third childe's appetite. What should I do?"

Seeing his attitude, Ye Feng's eyes were slightly cold and sneered in his heart: "dogs look down on people!"

However, he didn't intend to have a general understanding with such people. He slowly sat down at the next table and said in a deep voice, "good wine and food, I want to eat."

"Wait!"

The robe deacon said a word coldly and swaggered away.

"Brother, you're new here? Don't mind. Such a bully should be worthless all his life." a simple and honest young man had already sat on the table. Seeing Ye Feng's fierce eyes in his eyes, he quickly raised his hand and pressed his arm and said softly.

Ye Feng nodded and calmed down. He really couldn't stand the face of the robe deacon.

However, this guy is a genuine external disciple. As an examiner, he has a dispute with an official disciple. The pros and cons can be imagined.

"My name is Pang Lin, 18 years old, from the southern Qin Empire. What's my brother's name?" the simple and honest young man introduced himself to Ye Feng. It seems that the young man who calls himself Pang Lin has a quite straightforward temperament.

"Ye Feng, 16, a student of the powerful military mansion of the Western Tang Dynasty." Ye Feng returned a salute.