C4

Zhao Hong brought a few outer sect disciples and arrogantly walked over, disdainfully glancing at the servants and said: "Listen well, in a few days, it will be the annual Sect Selection Competition. At that time, there will be many useless trash who do not know their own strength, and will lose their arms and legs. You lowly servants shouldn't even think of slacking off. Healing internal injuries, stopping the bleeding and the like, hurry up and collect them. If anything goes wrong, be careful or you might lose your life! "

The few servants immediately got up, and bowed to Zhao Hong respectfully: "Rest assured Sir, I will do it."

Only Wu Di stood there, neither replying nor bowing. He was only staring at Zhao Hong with hatred.

"Where did this silly kid come from? How dare you put on airs when you see me?"

Zhao Hong was furious, but when his gaze landed on Wu Di's face, he immediately laughed out loud: "So it's you. I didn't expect your life to be as hard and smelly as the rocks in the fecal pit. It's only been a few days since I took a few blows last time, and now you can bounce around. "

Wu Di could only wish that he could get Zhao Hong to do something, but on the surface, he could not reveal it. After all, the status and identity of the two were very different, so he could only swallow his anger and cup his hands, "You were the one who showed mercy that day, master."

Zhao Hong could naturally see the surging hatred in Wu Di's heart, and a cold and harsh smile appeared on his lips: "Brat, looks like your physique is quite strong. I am already at the middle stage of the Qi Cultivation stage, and just barely managed to step into the Later Period of the Qi Cultivating Stage. I really want to see if you can take one of my moves. "

Mid stage Qi Cultivating Stage, just one step away from Later Period of the Qi Cultivating Stage?

After Wu Di heard this, he clenched his fists in anger.

Last time when Zhao Hong robbed his Meridian Cleansing Pill, he was only at the early stage of Qi Cultivation. Who would have thought that in a few days, he would be within reach of the late stage of Qi Refining. Wu Di was very clear that this was all because the other party had consumed a Meridian Cleansing Pill that should have originally belonged to him. If the pill was taken by him …

Without waiting for Wu Di to reply, Zhao Hong stepped forward with a grin on his face, rubbing his fists together, preparing to make his move!

Although he had already levelled up to the early stage of Qi Cultivation, he had some confidence in dealing with the Zhao Hong from before. But right now, Zhao Hong was just one step away from his Later Period of the Qi Cultivating Stage, so it would probably be very difficult for him to resist.

"Wait, Senior Brother Zhao."

At this time, an outer disciple dressed as a noble young master behind Zhao Hong reached out and stopped him. He waved the blue jade fan in his hand and laughed: "For a lowly servant like you, Senior Brother Zhao, to do it yourself, is it dishonorable? Furthermore, Senior Brother, you will definitely beat him to death if you make a move. If Elder Sister Meng knows about this, it might not be easy to deal with him. "

The moment Meng Bingyao was mentioned, Zhao Hong immediately became hesitant: "Junior Brother Yu Qing, what do you mean?"

"Killing a chicken will not be easy. Isn't it easy to kill this brat if you want to? Isn't the selection meeting in three days …" Yu Qing went close to Zhao Hong's ear and whispered a few words, but continued to size Wu Di up with malice in his eyes.

Zhao Hong kept nodding his head after hearing what he said. Then, he turned to Wu Di and said, "Brat, since you've given me a high rank pill as a gift a few days ago to help me breakthrough my cultivation, I can't take all your benefits for nothing …"

Hearing this, Wu Di was furious in his heart. This bastard was really too shameless. He clearly took the initiative to snatch it, but when it came out of his mouth, he took the initiative to present him with filial piety.

"I see that you also want to become a disciple of a school, but you don't have the qualifications to participate. How about I help you sort it out and let you participate in this year's new disciple selection?"

Wu Di was stunned at first, but soon after, overjoyed. It had been his wish all along to become a disciple of a sect and get rid of the status of janitor from his ancestors.

However, why was Zhao Hong so kind? He probably had bad intentions towards him. Thinking of this, Wu Di's excited mood calmed down.

"What? You're still not willing?" Seeing Wu Di hesitate, Zhao Hong sneered.

Wu Di hesitated for a moment, then cupped his fists and said: "Many thanks to Master for your help, I'll do as you wish!"

In his heart, however, he thought that since he was already at the early Qi Cultivation stage, participating in the outer sect's new disciple selection conference would definitely be a success. At that time, he would become an outer disciple, and would not be inferior to Zhao Hong. There was no need to be afraid of him planning anything!

"Alright, it's a deal! However, you can directly participate in it, so you don't have to worry about registering! "

Zhao Hong laughed as he brought the few people behind him to leave.

"Haha, Junior Brother Yu, what a brilliant idea. Let that lowly servant participate in the selection. At that time, arrange for a few new disciples to secretly kill him in the competition." Every year, there would be casualties in the Martial Competition, so no one would feel that something was amiss. Hehe, this lowly servant has been disrespectful to me time and time again.

After walking a distance, Zhao Hong smiled at Yu Qing who was beside him.

"This kind of errand boy, without a sense of respect and inferiority, really has no regrets in death!" Yu Qing smiled obsequiously. "I will get the help of the senior brother from the inner sect and do something on the list. That lowly servant will die immediately!"

"..."

Wu Di did not know what kind of plan Zhao Hong was plotting against him behind his back. To him, he would definitely participate in the selection. He would not be lenient if he had to kill everything in his path!

"..."

The night before the new disciple selection.

Under the roaring waterfall, a black shadow rapidly flashed.

Suddenly, the black shadow's fist landed on a huge green rock.

"Boom —"

Accompanied by a dragon's roar, the huge bluestone the size of a small mountain exploded into two.

The black figure stopped and revealed her appearance. It was Wu Di.

"Hahaha, I never thought that the first stage of the Azure Dragon Divine Fist would be so powerful. In tomorrow's competition, let's see who dares to stop me. Even if Zhao Hong personally makes a move, I will still destroy him!"

Looking at his fists that was glowing with a faint green light, Wu Di laughed out loud.

In these two days, before the selection, he had finally cultivated the first stage of Azure Dragon Divine Fist, [Ascending Dragon Tyrant], to the Initial Stage. This speed was something that even Shennong Caldron praised.

The reason he was able to do this wasn't because his talent was exceptional, but because his nature was tenacious, full of perseverance, and he worked so hard to make people's hair stand on end. Almost every breath of time, he wanted to use it to cultivate.

After cultivating for another two hours, Wu Di finally exhausted the last of his energy before he climbed back into the hut.

During his short sleep, the Shennong Caldron in his sea of consciousness continued to emit specks of light. At the same time, countless tiny green dots filled with life force shot out from the Artifact Spirit … At the same time, Wu Di's exhausted body swiftly recovered and strengthened …

"..."

In the early morning, the soft sunlight shone down onto the entire Seven Star Mountain Artery.

In the foothills of a mountain at the foot of Feng Fu, tens of thousands of young men and women were gathered on an open and flat piece of White Rock Square. Most of them were no more than fifteen years old, and all of them were still young.

These young men and women came from families that were within a few hundred kilometers of the Seven Star Sect. The reason they gathered here was to participate in the annual Seven Star Sect Outer Sect Selection Competition.

In the entire Dreamy Cloud Swampland, Seven Star Sect was a famous sect in all of Martial Cultivator. There were countless people who wanted to become disciples of the Martial Cultivator.

Becoming a Seven Star Sect disciple was a great honor in the eyes of these young men and women. But regarding the outer sect disciple selection, the higher ups of the Seven Star Sect obviously did not hold it in high regard. The person in charge of holding the selection meeting was only the protector of the sect, as well as a few inner sect disciples.

The Protector and the other inner disciples were all standing on the stage in the center of the White Rock Square. The Protector was a middle-aged man wearing animal skin, and his tall and sturdy body was lazily sitting on top of a panther the size of an elephant.

The inner disciples were all handsome and had extraordinary temperaments. Their eyes were cold and proud as they scanned the bustling crowd below. They appeared to be extraordinary and stood out among the crowd.

In terms of Seven Star Sect, the disparity in status between inner and outer court disciples was no less than that between outer court disciples and medicine garden servants. Especially when they thought about the genius inner disciples like Meng Bingyao and Childe Emerald, the outer disciples were as insignificant as ants.

It was also because of this that the tens of thousands of young boys and girls on the plaza looked at the few aloof and cold inner court disciples with eager and longing gazes, hoping that one day, they could be like them, looking down at the world with cold and loneliness.

As for those outer court disciples who didn't have the qualifications to stand on the stage, but were instead maintaining order on the square, no one cared about them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three clear and melodious ringing sounds rang out, signifying the start of the selection. Instantly, the sparrows in the square fell silent.

The middle-aged protector made a simple introduction, then the panther flew away and left.

"Wow, it can fly. It's a Heavenly Strong Stage expert."

Countless young men and women's saliva were flying from their mouths.

"Hello everyone, I am Inner Sect Disciple Yan Angzhi, I will be the person in charge of this selection competition." After the middle-aged Protector left, a handsome youth in green robes with an extraordinary figure started to officially organize everyone to participate in the competition.

"The morning examination is the first stage — — primary examination! Everyone needs to go to the 'Bravery Platform' on the left side of the square and test the strength. "Exceeded the standard, passed the test, and those who don't meet the criteria, will be eliminated …"

Yan Angzhi's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone in the plaza. Under his command, tens of thousands of youths started to rush towards the 'Braveheart Altar'.

On the Braveheart Battlestage, there was a black stone that was used to test one's strength. It was said that it was made from meteorites from outer space and had a strong tenacity and extensibility.

As long as the examinee struck him with his fist, the mark on it would be displayed. It would then be able to accurately read the strength data.

"Yu Hong, fifteen years old, and daughter of the Sand County county magistrate. Please come out and begin the test. " Beside the Strength Test Stone, there was also an inner disciple who was in charge of recording the data for this item.

The girl called Yu Hong was dressed in a pure white warrior outfit with a ponytail. She had big eyes and looked very cute. Hearing the inner sect disciples' names, she jumped onto the stage, raised her fist, and threw a light punch at the Strength Testing Stone.

"Haha, little sister, you haven't eaten in the morning, it's useless to smash me like this. How about big brother take you to eat?" A chubby, bare-bellied youth participating in the tournament laughed out loud.

The inner sect disciple looked at the numbers on the Strength Test Stone and his face revealed a hint of surprise. "The power of nine Qilins, passed!"

"Caw!" The power of nine Qilins? "

The fat teenager, who was just teasing the girl a moment ago, suddenly stopped laughing as he was flabbergasted. What the hell, is there a mistake here? This skinny little guy's strength is comparable to that of nine oxen?

"Next, Li Quang, Red Mountain Town …"

"Bang ~ ~"

"One bull's strength is not qualified!"

"I didn't perform well just now. Let me try again."

"No, go down!" "Don't waste time."

The first test of strength was based on the strength of three Qilins. No matter how crazy a person who had smashed one Qilin's power was, his strength would not be that strong. It would definitely not exceed the strength of three Qilins.

"Eh, Wu Di? Fourteen years old, from the Seven Star Sect! Who is Wu Di? " Instantly, the expression of the inner court disciple became extremely strange.

Hearing his name being called, Wu Di jumped onto the stage.

Suddenly, laughter erupted from below the stage, because his clothes were too worn out. It was a shabby service uniform with some patches on it. It was extremely shabby.

The inner sect disciple frowned: "You are the medicine garden's service Wu Di?"

"Yes." Wu Di replied.

"I heard Junior Martial Sister Meng talk about you. It seems like you found the fiendish demon from last time." However, since you are a servant of my Seven Star Sect, then properly do your job, why are you participating in the selection? "

The tone of the inner court disciple's voice contained a faint sense of contempt and dissatisfaction.

"..."