Why are all of them passive skills?

The door was pushed open.

A refined young man walked in from the door. He was dressed in light clothes, had a handsome face, and a smile on his face. His footsteps were light and silent. When he walked in, a sunshine-like breath filled him. He looked like a big brother next door.

Chief?

Looking at this character's background, Ye Jing couldn't help but feel puzzled. He was a handsome and gentle man. He didn't look as scary as they said. Could it be that Ji Qingyan was talking nonsense?

Ye Jing thought so. When the chief walked in, the uncle who was silently wiping the wine glass suddenly trembled all over and lowered his head.

Ai Xiaokui, who was sorting out inexplicable documents, shook his hands, and the documents fell on the table, and he sorted them out in a panic.

After the chief came in, he narrowed his eyes, smiled at Gray, then looked at Ye Jing, and said gently: "You two are newcomers, right? Nice to meet you. My name is Ji Ziqiu, and I am the current chief of Yue Jianhei."

Ye Jing was about to say hello, but his face suddenly changed. In the blink of an eye, the chief in front of him disappeared!

Gray also changed his face. He had been looking at the chief with fear. When he disappeared, he had already been warned in his heart. He moved his back unconsciously, spread his wings, and wrapped his body in front of him, protecting his body tightly.

The next moment, the chief who disappeared in the original place suddenly appeared. He was originally standing at the door, and he didn't know when he was already one meter in front of Gray. He couldn't see how he moved over.

A world away!

The chief raised his palm with one hand, and a faint silver light appeared on his palm. He rushed like lightning and slapped Gray's wings that protected his body!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, a light palm print was printed on Gray's snow-white wings. Gray's wings trembled violently, and feathers fell. Gray's body suddenly retreated several steps and barely stood firm!

After the palm was slapped, without any pause, the figure of the chief disappeared from the spot again.

Not good!

Ye Jing's face changed, and his mind turned subconsciously. He drew out the golden long sword and chopped it in front of him!

He predicted the position where the chief would appear!

Sure enough, when his sword chopped out, the figure of the chief had appeared in front of him. The same palm of silver light, with a faint strong wind, slapped the long sword that was chopped.

When they faced each other, Ye Jing felt an unparalleled pressure coming from the front of the sword, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. His body retreated several steps and stabilized his body.

So strong!

Ye Jing was shocked. Apart from the Undead Knight, this was the first time he was repelled head-on when he used the Golden Dragon Slayer to fight against someone, and it was just a casual palm strike.

Is this the chief of Yue Jianhei?

Is this the elite genius of the Demon City?

Well-deserved reputation!

While Ye Jing was shocked, Ji Ziqiu squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Jing with a little surprise, or the weapon in his hand, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, both of you are very talented. On behalf of the organization, I welcome you to join."

While speaking, Ji Ziqiu casually retracted his palm, and no one noticed that there was an inch-long crack on his sleeve.

What a powerful weapon. This new guy is quite interesting.

"A test?"

Ye Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Does it mean that everyone who joins the organization has to take a palm strike?"

Ji Ziqiu smiled and nodded: "Yes, Yue Jianhei is an elite. So far, he is not an ordinary person. There are only a few hundred monks. If he can't even take a palm strike from me, what's the use of him?"

After that, he reached out and patted Ye Jing on the shoulder, encouraging: "You two are already very good. Under the huge gap in strength, you just stepped back slightly. Those other newcomers in the human realm, I will hit them with a palm strike, and they will all fall down."

Ye Jing laughed dryly. Is he praising me or himself?

Ye Jing was about to say something, and suddenly heard a crisp sound of glass breaking from behind him, and then a sound of breaking through the air sounded, rushing straight towards Ye Jing!

Instantly, a strong sense of death that had never appeared before surged in his heart, even stronger than when facing the Undead Knight!

What?

This was his first thought.

I'm going to die!

This was his second thought.

Just when he thought he was going to die inexplicably, the chief suddenly pushed him. The next moment, a bright light flashed past his neck and directly inserted into the door frame next to him, buzzing.

All this happened in just one second, and in this second, Ye Jing was sweating coldly. This was the first time he experienced the feeling of death so closely. If the chief hadn't pushed him, he would have really died!

Ye Jing swallowed his saliva dryly, turned his eyes, and looked at the door frame, the thing that almost cut his neck.

It was a piece of transparent glass the size of a half brother's palm, deeply inserted into the door frame, half inserted.

Ye Jing turned his head again and looked at the counter. He saw broken glass shards scattered on the counter. The uncle was looking at him with an apologetic look, and smiled awkwardly: "I don't know what happened, the spiritual energy in my body suddenly ran wild, crushed the cup, and then flew out."

While speaking, the uncle also gave Ye Jing a very obscure look.

Ye Jing followed his gaze and saw the chief looking at him with a faint smile.

Ye Jing glanced at his shoulder again and saw the chief's hand still patting his shoulder.

Then, the introduction of the chief that he had just heard appeared in his mind.

Ji Ziqiu, the moldy man in the world, will kill anyone and anything that comes into contact with him!

In an instant, Ye Jing's sweat soaked his clothes, and his figure flashed and flashed ten meters away. He looked at the chief with horror, and panicked in his heart.

Just a pat on the shoulder, and I will die.

Is it really so scary?

I can't afford to offend him.

He knew why Ji Qingyan ran away, why Ai Xiaokui was still standing more than ten meters away, and died unclearly if he got close. Who can stand this!

Is it too late to quit the group now?

Similarly, Gray also saw the scene where Ye Jing almost died, and quietly stepped back a few steps, keeping a distance from the chief.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one within a radius of ten meters from the chief.

Ji Ziqiu saw it in his eyes, remembered it in his heart, and didn't care. He also knew his physique, and he had encountered this kind of thing many times.

Afterwards, Ji Ziqiu found a seat and sat down, then waved to Ye Jing and the others, signaling them to sit down as well.

"Xiao Kui, are all the things I asked you to prepare ready?"

Ai Xiaokui's body stiffened, and she nodded repeatedly.

"That's good." Ji Ziqiu smiled with satisfaction, then turned around and said to Ye Jing and Gray with a serious face.

"I asked you to come here today to talk about something."

"Let's build a country happily together."

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