The Order of Purple Thorn

At this time, Nanyang Hou and He Yi also entered the competition grounds and sat down on the few empty chair s in the middle of the examination grounds.

"Yi Lin, you must display your boxing for the examination?" Nan Feng moved a few steps to the side of Yi Lin who was staring at Nanyang Hou and He Yi.

"Yes, what is it? You are not proficient in boxing, knife technique and sword techniques are fine. " Yi Lin nodded at Nan Feng.

Nan Feng helplessly shook his head, the key thing was that he did not know, both the Internal Martial Arts and the Wing Chun Fist were not for spectating. Weapons? He was most proficient at using short blades and close quarters combat. How could he possibly perform then?

"Number 30, Nan Feng!" Ba Teng shouted out Nan Feng's name.

Nan Feng stood in front of all the Martial Arts Practice Field s and bowed.

"Not bad, you're a bit more polite." A man laughed, he was Tieshan Academy's sword technique, Lan Ding.

"I'm not a polite person, but it's my duty to respect my teacher." Nan Feng cupped his hands towards Lan Ding.

Nanyang Hou shook his head. He felt that Nan Feng's actions and words differed a lot from others, but they were all logical.

"What do you know? You can display it now." Bodun Han found Nan Feng very unpleasant to the eye, and decided to deny it directly. She wanted Nan Feng to scram, and then let the rest of the family catch him and take care of it.

"I don't know how to." Nan Feng was a little puzzled, because he noticed the enmity in Bodun Han's eyes.

"You don't know, why did you come here?" Bodun Han slapped the table.

As a Supervisor, you have to be my teacher. What's more, I don't owe you money, do I? "As for his face being so long?" Nan Feng was enraged, he hated looking at people's faces.

"This Supervisor is only asking you one question. You don't know why you're here?" Bodun Han was enraged by Nan Feng. If she did not care about her identity, she would have rushed up to pinch Nan Feng.

"Supervisor, what are you asking me? I know everything, what are you trying to learn from me? That's why I'm here. " Nan Feng straightened his body, he knew that this Bodun Han did not like him, so there was no need to coax him.

Helplessness! At this time, Nan Feng was a little helpless, he had to show it.

After standing up straight, Nan Feng pressed down with both of his hands to calm himself down, and then began to practice the body-strengthening physique of Tai Chi.

"Monkey Fist is even stronger than your boxing, what kind of bullsh * t boxing is this?" A Supervisor slammed the table.

"You can say that I can't, but you can't say that the boxing can't, I might not be able to enter the Tieshan Academy today, but there are some things that we have to do today, why don't you practice martial arts?" Being called a dog shit by others because of the boxing, Nan Feng was furious, because it was the national treasure of Hua Xia, he did not allow others to insult it.

"Take a seat, Supervisor. Nan Feng, this Supervisor will ask you, why are you cultivating?" Ba Teng opened his mouth.

"Two things. One is to strengthen your body and break through your limits. Two is to fight and kill the enemy." Nan Feng's aura had changed, there was no longer any trace of cynicism, but instead, there was no burden in his heart, so if Martial Academy could not enter, then he would not enter.

"But is your boxing able to kill the enemy?" Ba Teng asked, he was more patient with Nan Feng, other than knowing that the Nanyang Hou and He Yi were paying attention to Nan Feng, he himself was more interested in him.

"I can, but I'm not as good as them. If we're talking about killing skills, I'm not inferior to any one of them!" Nan Feng looked at the registrar who had displayed the boxing Fist Techniques and said.

"You go over and try it out with him." He Yi pointed at a registrar who had performed very well in the boxing.

The burly teenager cupped his hands at Nan Feng, then stomped his feet and threw a punch at Nan Feng.

Nan Feng exerted force with his right foot and his body drew an arc behind the teenager. His left hand grabbed onto the teenager's neck and his right hand grabbed onto the teenager's chin.

"Stop!" Ba Teng shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, I won't break his neck because he doesn't have any intention to kill me." Nan Feng let go of the blushing youth, and after being restrained by Nan Feng, the youth's vital energy and blood was not good, and he squatted on the ground and coughed.

"Again!" This time, she chose a more outstanding applicant.

This time, the youth that stood out was more cautious, because he had learned from the mistakes of the past.

Nan Feng did not make the first move. His left hand held onto the bottom of the Robe and his right hand reached out.

"My entire body is empty." Lan Ding shook his head.

The young man made his move, it was most likely his kick, bringing with it a kick towards Nan Feng's waist, this time Nan Feng also moved, his right leg bent down to hit the young man's ankle, and then he kicked upwards.

Lifting her legs!

However, Nan Feng retracted his strength, which only made the young man feel unbearable pain.

When the young man was in pain and squatting down, Nan Feng extended out his left arm and used a joint technique to press the youth onto the ground, while his right elbow was pressed on the back of the young man's head.

"Lift your legs..." "Scoundrel, get out of here!" Bodun Han stood up and cursed.

"Fighting and killing the enemy, do you even care if he is vulgar or not? Fine! You are the Supervisor of the College, your mouth is big. " Nan Feng smiled and helped the young man up, and then helped him to wipe the dirt off his body, "I'm sorry, brother."

"It's nothing, you have enlightened me. My name is Ao Wushuang." The teenager shook his head, looking at Nan Feng with a peaceful gaze.

"Alright, Nan Feng, you have passed." He Yi spoke out, confirming Nan Feng's assessment.

Yi Yi's words caused the other Supervisor s to look at each other in dismay. Originally, they had thought that Nan Feng was the first one to be looked down upon.

"Pass …" Nan Feng was startled, he had originally thought that he would be swept out of the door.

Following that, Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang entered the registration area after displaying their skills. The moment Nan Feng regained his balance, he was brought to another area by the Senior Student.

"Those who passed the examination are here." He was Ba Teng's disciple, and also the chief disciple who protected the stability of the sect. It was he who had captured Bo Dunsha's subordinate, the black-robed warrior, and had an exchange with Nan Feng.

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Nan Feng nodded.

"Pay more attention …" This Senior Student said in a low voice as he glanced at where Bodun Han was.

"Brother, what's going on with this guy?" Yi Xuan didn't really understand. They had seen him drink once through their father's letters and it was very strenuous, but Nan Feng had already passed the order.

"This guy is completely different." Yi Lin shook his head, he was also a little stunned.