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It was not the first time Wu Di was being mocked, he was already used to it. He respectfully bowed towards the inner sect disciple and said, "I have to thank Senior Brother Zhao Hong for this matter. He thinks that it's a pity for me to be a servant and insisted on arranging me to participate in the outer sect disciple selection."

At this time, Zhao Hong, who was standing in the middle of the crowd watching the show, had a change in expression.

"Is there such a thing?" The face of the inner court disciple became serious. Zhao Hong, come over here for a bit. "

There were strict levels to this Seven Star Sect, and most servants were labelled as trash. Not to mention wanting to cultivate, they weren't even qualified to carry shoes for the outer sect disciples.

In order to show equality, Seven Star Sect would also give these servants three chances of seeing the selection. However, Wu Di had long since used up all his chances, and no longer had the qualifications to come here again.

A lowly servant came to participate in the selection, and was even dressed in such shabby clothes. This made many people feel that Wu Di had humiliated the sacred selection. With Seven Star Sect choosing a disciple, how could he allow a lowly servant to cause trouble here.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you absolutely cannot go up to this matter. If by any chance this brat loses someone to you, you will be ridiculed." Yu Qing advised from the side.

Zhao Hong did not want to go up either, but no matter how strong he was, he was just an outer disciple.

But Zhao Hong was clever, he immediately smiled and walked to the front of the inner disciple and cupped his hands, and said: "Senior brother, I wonder if I could have a word with you."

That inner sect disciple naturally didn't think much of Zhao Hong being an outer sect disciple, but because Zhao Hong was a bit related to an inner sect protector, even if he didn't care about the face of this outer sect disciple, he still had to care about the face of that inner sect protector.

Therefore, this inner disciple and Zhao Hong walked to the side. Zhao Hong whispered into his ear, "Last time, this lowly servant helped Elder Sister Meng out to such a great extent. Elder Sister Meng didn't want to owe this brat a favor, so I asked me to do it for him. Senior Brother, just let this lowly servant try, it's his life that doesn't want to pass anyways, it's more important for the Elder Sister Meng to return this favor. "

Most cultivators had to reach the state of Thoughtless Tranquility before they could go through the demonheart smelting trial to raise their cultivation level. If some small favors turned him into an inner demon, then that would be the end of it.

Therefore, in the Cultivation World, many cultivators who wanted to request for the right path were unwilling to owe others a favor.

When the inner sect disciple heard that it was because of such a reason, he did not pursue the matter any further. Waving his hand to dismiss Zhao Hong, he went back to stand in front of Wu Di.

"Since you are on the selection list, you can give it a try for now. This time around, I will let you understand what it means to overestimate yourself. In the future, obediently follow your duty and let the servants know their limits."

Wu Di clenched his fists inside his sleeves. He knew his own identity, it was normal for people to despise him. One day, he would definitely let everyone know, that he, Wu Di, was not a useless trash.

"Begin."

Facing the pitch-black Strength Testing Stone, Wu Di slowly started to get lucky. Relying on the first layer of the Azure Dragon Fist, he believed that he would definitely be able to reach the standard.

However, in the face of so many people looking down on him, the fury in his heart had already reached its peak. The moment he punched out, he gathered all the strength in his body. When the fist hit the rock, it made a dull sound.

Everyone stretched their necks to see a joke, including the inner disciple, who looked at the display with disdain.

"The power of ten qilins!" When this inner disciple subconsciously read out this number, he was also stunned.

"Hua …" The group drew in a breath at the same time.

Zhao Hong was just about to mock that Wu Di together with everyone else, but he didn't expect to come to such an unexpected conclusion. The strength of ten bulls. This meant that the gravitational pull on the Strength Testing Stone had reached the limit.

"Senior Brother Zhao, this brat doesn't seem to be simple." Yu Qing said lazily as he tapped his shoulder with his fan bone.

Zhao Hong's face revealed a hint of coldness, this brat had really underestimated him. But what's the use of having brute force? Let's wait for him to be beaten half to death in the arena and see how arrogant he is.

After the crowd had turned silent, the inner disciple was the first to react, "The strength of ten bulls, passed."

Wu Di cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

When Wu Di reached the side that passed the first selection, the little girl with two ponytails couldn't help but look at Wu Di a couple of times, and said, "Not bad. You actually have one bull's worth of strength compared to me. "

Wu Di did not care about her, he knew that this was only the beginning, and the rest of the arena battle was still the most important.

The little girl was a little angry. She was kind enough to talk to him, but the other party just ignored her. What was the meaning of this?

Wu Di was thinking about how he was going to win this opportunity to become an outer disciple, and completely ignored the existence of the little girl beside him. However, he didn't know that his numbness made him instantly have an enemy. That arrogant little girl immediately hated him.

The next test was carried out very quickly. In total, only fifty-three people passed the test in the morning. Amongst them, there were only five females. It could be seen that the number of female cultivator s in the Cultivation World were extremely small.

"Those who don't want to pass, hurry up and leave the mountain. "All of you, come with me." After the inner sect disciple finished his assessment and dismissed those that did not pass, he called for Wu Di and the others to follow him.

After the strength testing stone this time, other than Wu Di who had reached the strength of ten Qilins, five other people had also reached the same level.

Wu Di observed every single person who passed the first round. Although he could not see how powerful they were, he knew that he definitely could not lose this time.

He wanted to let those people who had mocked him see that, even if they were lowly servants, they would still have the chance to become Outer Sect disciples.

When all fifty-three of them reached the few stages on the plaza, the inner disciple cupped his hands towards Yan Angzhi and said, "Senior Brother Yan, these are the only disciples that have passed the examination, the rest of the disciples have already been sent off the mountain."

Yan Angzhi swept his eyes across the crowd, and Wu Di, who was standing amongst them, felt a sense of majesty sweeping across his body.

This person's cultivation was not weaker than Meng Bingyao's, or perhaps even higher. Wu Di's heart was burning with passion, he did not know when he would be able to achieve such a feat.

"Why are there so few people?" Yan Angzhi frowned slightly. Although Seven Star Mountain was selected every year, there were so many people that came this time, yet only fifty of them remained.

When Yan Angzhi's gaze fell on Wu Di's body, he subconsciously retracted his gaze, and got extra attention from the other party.

"Senior Yan, the people who have come this time are not of the highest caliber. It is not easy to pick out these few." Furthermore, there are a few disciples that have come from the Cultivation Aristocratic Family, so … "

"It's fine, Seven Star Mountain is always better to be lacking than to be lacking. Fifty-three, although a bit less, can be counted as long as they can pass a few who have decent aptitudes." Yan Angzhi said indifferently.

Under the arrangement of the inner disciple, the fifty-three people rested on the spot and waited until the afternoon to proceed with the arena fights by drawing lots. Only the last six people who were ranked at the top could enter the Seven Star Mountain Sect and become an outer disciple.

As for the remaining people, if they performed well in the arena battle, they would stay here as servants and give them a chance to participate in the next selection. As for those that were useless, they would be sent down the mountain, never to be chosen again.

Wu Di who had sat down on the ground took out a biscuit from his bosom. Just as he was about to take a bite, he saw an oily paper package in front of him that emitted the fragrance of meat.

"Eat! Only by eating meat will a grown man have strength." A tall and sturdy youth straightforwardly sat in front of Wu Di.

Wu Di looked at him, but did not receive the oil paper packet. Instead, he took a bite of the dry biscuit. Zhang Lin knew that he had specifically saved the cake for him.