The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

At this moment, Shen Lang heard a slightly excited voice.

Shen Lang turned around and saw a young girl standing behind a stall.

High ponytail, head down so that you can't see your feet, a somewhat childish face...

"Wei Qianluo." Shen Lang recognized the girl at the first sight.

This Zone C is also divided into several areas, including an area where cultivators trade magical instruments and elixirs, and a medical clinic.

After the monks' trading area, there is an area selling spiritual food, and then there is the ordinary trading area.

Shen Lang has never been to an ordinary trading area.

Wei Qianluo’s stall is in the spiritual food area of ​​Zone C.

Everything she sold was grown by her, but she was not allowed to eat it, so she could only sell it to the monks.

"Sir, you still remember me..."

Wei Qianluo quickly got out from behind the stall, rushed to Shen Lang, grabbed Shen Lang's wrist, and looked at Shen Lang pitifully: "Sir, you said you would take me as your apprentice..."

She looked like a beautiful kitten that had just been abandoned by her owner and was left wandering around.

"Yes, that's true." Shen Lang nodded: "Well, if nothing unexpected happens, I will take you in in a few days..."

"Sir..." Wei Qianluo now hated the rules in the palace a little.

In public, she couldn't get close to him, so she could only speak like this.

"This is Wei Qianluo." Mo Yi looked Wei Qianluo up and down and let out a soft "hmm."

No wonder an expert asked Shen Lang to accept Wei Qianluo as his disciple. He has such vigorous energy and blood!

This kind of energy and blood is stronger than Shen Lang who is at the peak of the Leaping Fan Realm!

The most terrifying thing is that there is no fluctuation of true energy in her body. This is natural.

This……

Are those who want to take in disciples blind? How can such a talented person end up like this?

It’s true that those mediocre people on the street can’t tell Wei Qianluo’s talent, but as long as they reach the Zhoutian realm and test it carefully, they will be able to see it.

"Yes, she is." Shen Lang nodded.

"Sir, she is..." Wei Qianluo carefully hid behind Shen Lang.

When Wei Qianluo saw Mo Yi just now, he became alert instinctively.

In her mind, Shen Lang is a pervert who likes to kick her ass.

But, following a perverted monk is definitely better than suffering in the T-zone.

Seeing that this pervert was accompanied by a beautiful woman, Wei Qianluo became anxious. She was afraid that Shen Lang would want someone else instead of her.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a vampire." Shen Lang said, "Just wait for a few days. I have something to do. I will definitely accept you as my apprentice in a few days."

As for the competition of the Yuefan realm, only those in the Yuefan realm care about it, while those in other realms just place their bets at most.

People in the T-zone are not qualified to know this.

"Sir, you will really come, right..." Wei Qianluo said in a low voice.

"Why would I lie to you? Be good and let go first. I have other things to do."

Wei Qianluo gritted his teeth.

This sounds like a perfunctory statement!

"Sir..." Wei Qianluo gritted his teeth, leaned close to Shen Lang's ear, and whispered, "If you accept me as your disciple, I can let you kick my ass. They, they are definitely not as resistant as me."

Shen Lang blinked.

He looked down at Wei Qianluo.

Are you that kind of person?

Shen Lang seemed to have thought of something, causing his blood and qi to become a little chaotic. He bent his waist slightly and coughed twice: "I really know how to accept you, but I'm not free today. So, I'll buy you some food first and you can take it back and eat it."

"Thank you, sir... Sir, I don't even know your name. You are so forgetful. If you forget me later..."

"My name is Shen Lang, and I'm in the Duantian District of the Yizi District."

Chapter 24 No Arrow on the Target

"That's Shen Lang."

Xu Qian and Butler Wang observed from a distance: "They bought a lot of good things..."

When Xu Qian said this, he gritted his teeth in anger.

If it weren't for this little bastard, all that money would have been earned by me!

It's only been a few days and he's made so much money. How much money did he rob me of?

"Don't worry, he will definitely have a big surprise in this competition." Butler Wang said with a smile.

One is Xu Qian who gave him money, and the other is a blacksmith in Area B. It’s obvious which one to choose.

So what if you have good equipment?

Young man, it’s time for you to experience the cruelty of the palace.

…………

The day of the competition.

A total of one hundred and forty-two people in the Leaping Mortal Realm gathered at the training ground of the palace.

Everyone wears the same outer garment, but their inner armor and other items are their own.

The chief examiner this time is one of Zhao Qingyang's sons, who is fifteen years old. He practices the family's martial arts and has reached the Free and Easy Realm, the same realm as Mo Yi.

At the front of the training ground, there was a bench. Zhao Huaibei was leaning on it, wearing gorgeous clothes, eating grapes casually, and looking at the various people below.

Some of them are just fifteen or sixteen years old in the Leaping Ordinary Realm, while others are already forty years old.

These people are so pathetic.

They are only slightly better than ordinary people, but they enjoy the treatment of practitioners. Perhaps this is their lifelong pursuit, to reverse their fate in this way.

They can be considered successful, at least they live a better life, but this cannot change the fact that they are inferior people.

For these people, I'm afraid that the Zhoutian Realm is their eternal pinnacle, and they may have no chance to roam freely in the world.

Really, is it interesting for a poor guy to practice?

I became an ordinary person at the age of eight, entered the sea of ​​spirits in seven days, entered the Zhoutian realm at the age of ten, and entered the free world at the age of fifteen. Am I proud?

My starting point is the end point that you will never reach.

Cultivation is inherently unfair...

Seeing these people fighting for a few pitiful cultivation resources and willing to risk their lives for a chance to serve the palace, Zhao Huaibei couldn't hide his smile.

Watching them fight is like watching crickets fight, very interesting...

"Then, let me announce the rules of the competition." Zhao Huaibei picked up a bunch of grapes and didn't even bother to look at those people: "There are a total of ten boxing machines. The top sixteen will be exempted from the test and enter the next round."

"If you didn't get a ranking, you need to compete in archery."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Compare archery?

Weren’t all the previous competitions martial arts competitions?

Bow and arrow, not everyone can use it.

"In my Zhenbei Palace, all the people are soldiers." Zhao Huaibei said, "I didn't test your riding skills and horse training, which is already pretty good."

"Sixteen more people will be selected through archery and will enter the next round."

"Let me count the number of people left... there are still 106 left, right?"

"Don't bother with these one hundred people. Let's just have a big fight. The first forty-two people to lie down will be eliminated directly. The last thirty-two people standing will enter the next round."

"The moderate ones stay in the palace normally."

Many people present looked very unhappy!

You know, the fights in previous years were all one-on-one, so the chances of a one-on-one fight were greater.

After changing to a free-for-all, one is a test of popularity, and the other is a test of luck!

"Sir, this is not fair!" someone said anxiously, "I..."

"You, just eliminate it directly." Zhao Huaibei glanced at the man.

It seemed that looking at him more was a gift to him.

Soon, two red flame dragon riders came forward and carried him away.

Zhao Huaibei enjoyed seeing that a single word from him could influence the fate of countless people.

Perhaps some people could have stayed, but does it matter who stayed?

At least, it doesn’t matter to Zhao Huaibei.

"Sir, this is against the rules..." Butler Wang became anxious when he heard this.

The more single-player games he plays, the more money he can make from gambling. This makes things difficult for him.

Moreover, some of the things he had instructed could have been kept, how could they be kept now?

"Hmm?" Zhao Huaibei glanced at Steward Wang silently: "Father said that everything will be left to me to decide. Don't forget your identity. You are just a steward."

"Yes..." Butler Wang lowered his head.

Shen Lang felt his blood pressure rising.

Shit, these are different rules from last year!

Have I prepared for nothing?

In such a chaotic fight, who can guarantee that they will be able to stand?

Huh, calm down, calm down!

Shen Lang took a deep breath.

Archery!

I won't……

When it comes to boxing, I should still have some strength.

My current speed, strength, muscle strength, and blood are all at the peak level, and are not inferior to others at all.

Besides, I am young and strong, I work as a blacksmith all day, and I have all kinds of bonuses...

Soon, all the Leaping Ordinary Realm cultivators were gradually arranged into ten teams, taking turns to come forward and fight.

"Liu Bo, thirty-six points."

"Li Yang, 42 points..."

Watching Shen Lang getting closer, Butler Wang did not forget his mission. He hooked his finger at the person who was testing Shen Lang, and that person nodded slightly.

Not long after, it was Shen Lang's turn.

Looking at the big drum in front of him, Shen Lang adjusted his blood and energy, mobilized his true energy, and punched it.

boom!

A bang!

"Thirty-seven points!" shouted the monk next to the big drum.

Shen Lang felt a little regretful.

Ninety percent of the people present were at the peak of the Leaping Fan realm, which is the realm of Leaping Dragon Gate.

In terms of scores, they range from thirty-three to forty-eight.