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A new person at the Qi Nurturing stage had actually knocked over a outer sect disciple at the first level of the Opening Spirit Stage with a single punch!

Even the outer sect disciples who mocked the yellow clothed man did not expect that the one to lose would actually be Zhao Xiong. Although he was indeed one of the top few trash among the outer sect disciples, he was still someone at the first level of the Opening Spirit Stage.

After a long while, one of the outer sect disciple said to his companion who was beside him with a dry mouth: "Are the new disciples this year so fierce? A few days ago, a new disciple was beaten up by a new disciple, and today, a new disciple who took care of the outer sect in one move.

Another person's expression was equally shocked, but he quickly calmed himself down and said in a low voice: "Who can say clearly about Martial Dao World? It's not like it's anything new to our Profound Dragon Sect to defeat a strong opponent, and furthermore, for that idiot Zhao Xiong, it's nothing strange for him to lose to a new person! The newcomer was rather harsh towards himself. He actually gave up his right hand in order to win, this kind of decisiveness could not be compared to an idiot like Zhao Xiong! "

"Victory!" Big Brother Tang has won! " Little Fatso Han Meng, who knew that he had heard the mutters of the outer sect disciples, suddenly recovered from his shock and raised his hands as he loudly shouted, "Big Brother Tang has won! Big Brother Tang won! "

"The one who wins is the new manager! That means we don't have to be oppressed by that bastard Zhao Xiong? "Great!"

"Well fought! "Big Brother Tang is mighty! Long live Big Brother Tang!"

Along with the little fatty's leading shout, many of the rookies who had suffered at the hands of Zhao Xiong immediately started to cheer, and before long, all the rookies below the stage started to shout Tang Lichuan's name like a tsunami!

Tang Lichuan looked at the crowd below the stage with an embarrassed expression. He wanted to wave his hand and greet his family, but when he moved his finger, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his right hand. The other party's Eagle's Claws were truly powerful, not only did it open five bloody holes in his right hand, it also injured his bones and muscles, causing him to be unable to even move his finger in pain.

"It seems like I can't use the mysterious water droplet this time. Hopefully, it will be able to withstand the energy consumption this time!" Tang Lichuan laughed bitterly to himself. He had initially decided to not consume the water droplets' energy until he found a way to repair them, but the severe injury to his palm had a huge impact on him.

"It's such a pity to waste the materials used to create it!"

Tang Lichuan felt his right hand go numb, and immediately after, the wound started to feel the numbness of ten thousand ants crawling. Lowering his head, he saw that his palm had already been wrapped with a white cloth.

"Elder!"

"Greetings, Elder Gu!"

The people below the stage looked towards the stage and bowed respectfully. Unknowingly, a white-haired old man had appeared beside Tang Lichuan, who was the elder whom Little Fatty had met when he went to complain.

Feeling the pain in his wounds lessen, how could Tang Lichuan not know that the Elder in front of him was treating his wounds? He hurriedly thanked him courteously: "Thank you, Elder Gu, for your treatment."

Zhao Xiong's clothes on his waist shook, and a black metal tablet was sucked into the old man's hands. He then handed it over to Tang Lichuan and said, "This is the identity token of the manager disciple here, all the new disciples will have to undergo training here, and only those with strength enough to pass the examination will be able to become outer sect disciples, you have to manage these new disciples during your tenure!"

respectfully received the identity token. It turned out that the yellow clothed man's words of winning were not empty words, the Profound Dragon Sect truly had a rule, as long as the challenger succeeded, he would automatically become the manager of the area and inherit all the authority the yellow-clothed man had!

"Your room is over there. Remember, as long as you finish your daily chores, newbies are qualified to train in martial skill. How do you plan to allocate the management side will depend on you." As he spoke, the white-haired elder pointed towards a small, two-story wooden building.

Seeing that Tang Lichuan nodded his head to show that he understood, the white-haired old man waved his hand and a small tornado swept up Zhao Xiong, who was on stage, and threw him in front of the outer sect disciples who were watching the show. He said indifferently: "Take him back to the place he should go, scatter!"

After saying this, unexpectedly, no one present saw how this old man left. They only felt a gust of cool breeze blow by, leaving no trace of Elder Gu on the stage or below.

After the outer sect disciples that did not belong to the newbie area cupped their hands towards the elders' residence, one of them pulled on Zhao Xiong's arm in disgust, leaving behind a faint trail of blood as he quickly left the newbie area.

After everyone had left, the little fatty pouted his butt and climbed onto the stage. He then gave Tang Lichuan a big thumbs up and praised, "Big Brother Tang, you're really amazing! A single punch was all it took to beat that grandson to the ground! "What a relief!"

Tang Lichuan shook his head and smiled, but did not say much. He knew that his victory was based on a trick, adding that Zhao Xiong was originally a weakling amongst the Opening Spirit Stage disciples, it was not worth celebrating.

"Manager Tang, now that you are in charge, can you reduce our workload?"

"I beg of you, Zhao Xiong, that bastard is really something. He wants us to do heavy work every day, but he doesn't give us any time to cultivate!" The martial skill do not allow us to learn, yet they want us to do it. They simply use us as slaves! "

One of the new disciples complained, and the others started to complain too. There were even a few pretty female disciples who suggested that they accompany Tang Lichuan, in hopes of lightening their work.

Tang Lichuan made a gesture with his left hand and said: "You guys can talk about this later. I have some private matters to settle first."

Soon after, under everyone's attentive gaze, Tang Lichuan slowly walked to Wang Hao's side, who was trying to sneak away as a dog, and blocked his path.

"Didn't you say to let your cousin deal with me? Why did you leave without saying a word? " Tang Lichuan looked down from above, his face full of contempt as he looked at Wang Hao, and said indifferently.

"Big Brother Tang, Manager Tang …" Your excellency, if you don't remember, then forgive me this time. I am not a thing, I will slap your face! " As he said this, Wang Hao's hands opened up from left to right and slapped his own face. Each slap made a crisp sound.

After quietly looking at Wang Hao slapping himself dozens of times, with his cheeks already swollen high, Tang Lichuan leisurely opened his mouth and said: "Every day, for a thousand catties of firewood, if you can't finish chopping them down, you are not allowed to eat nor sleep! If you can't finish it in three days, get out of the Profound Dragon Sect! "Trash!"

Hearing Tang Lichuan's final judgement, Wang Hao screamed out in pain, and fell down to the ground crying as his entire body went limp. Dozens of slaps were not enough, Tang Lichuan still returned the favor back to him, using his cousin brother to make things difficult for Tang Lichuan, he had to kick him out of Profound Dragon Sect.

No one showed any sympathy towards Wang Hao's misfortune. All of the people that passed by Wang Hao couldn't help but spit at him, scolding him for what he deserved.