Chapter 898 Who are they?
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Wan Li Yu
After checking for an hour, Zhang Yifeng finally had a general understanding of the contestants' cultivation.
"Check out Shen Qingteng's storage ring."
Back last night, Zhang Yifeng had not yet checked Shen Qingteng's storage ring. There's no telling if something good will come in handy.
Shen Qingteng's storage ring space is not large, and certainly not small.
After carefully exploring Shen Qingteng's Qiankun bag, there was food, drink, martial arts and elixirs in it.
It's a pity that Zhang Yifeng doesn't like these martial arts. Some elixirs are of some use to him.
Apart from martial arts, the most precious thing Shen Qingteng left behind was the white sword, which was an acquired weapon. I don’t know where Shen Qingteng got it.
Once Zhang Yifeng is fully proficient in the One Hundred and Eight Hammers, he can melt the sword and use it to refine the Sky-Splitting Mark.
Unfortunately, although the sword was good, Zhang Yifeng did not dare to use it in the Royal City. If he wanted to use Shen Qingteng's things, he would have to at least leave the Royal City.
To blatantly use Shen Qingteng's things in the royal city is to seek death. Zhang Yifeng is not that stupid.
After checking Shen Qingteng's storage ring, Zhang Yifeng took out Uncle Qiang's ring. Uncle Qiang was much poorer than Shen Qingteng. After a quick glance, Zhang Yifeng was not interested.
Time passed, and on the second day, Zhang Yifeng went to the Eighth Hall entrance in person.
Although he was qualified, he still had to verify his identity and then go through the preliminary rounds. In other words, sign up.
Only when you are qualified can you register. But it is not [-]% possible to register successfully. After all, there is the so-called primary election, and many people may be eliminated directly when they sign up.
The registration address for this competition is the eighth hall entrance of the Shen family.
Each of the eight halls can register. Successful contestants will compete in the preliminary round at the hall where they registered. Only the top ten in each hall are eligible for the finals.
Due to this competition, the Eight Great Halls are recruiting disciples, which means that whichever hall the contestants sign up for, they want to stay in that hall.
The eight major halls of the Shen family's foreign clan are also divided into strong and weak ones. The strong hall is naturally a place where the proud people of heaven gather.
The church Zhang Yifeng chose to sign up for was Lightning Hall.
Lightning Hall is just a mediocre hall in the Eighth Hall, not outstanding, nor too backward.
"What are you doing!"
Zhang Yifeng had just arrived at the gate of Lightning Hall and was immediately stopped by the disciple guarding the door.
"Hello, we are contestants here to participate in the competition." Zhang Yifeng said calmly.
"Go in and turn right."
The gatekeeper didn't give Zhang Yifeng any trouble. After Zhang Yifeng entered the Lightning Hall, the foreign disciple guarding the door sighed and said to another disciple.
"The people who came to our Lightning Hall to sign up this year are some young boys. I'm afraid the kid just now is only 21 or [-] years old. It seems that it will be difficult for the number one to emerge from our Lightning Hall this year."
"There is no way, why is the Lightning Hall itself not strong? Those talented people don't come to the Lightning Hall to sign up. Even if they come, they will be taken away by other halls in the end."
Zhang Yifeng didn't hear the conversation between the two. After entering, he saw a huge courtyard.
In the courtyard, many disciples were training. They had a giant ape embroidered on their left chest and lightning bolts embroidered on their right chest. This is the symbol of the Shen family.
The emblem of the Nei clan is a golden ape. The emblem of the foreign tribe is a giant ape plus the logo of each hall.
The Shen family, regardless of whether it is an outside clan or an internal clan, has a great status in the royal city. Ordinary families would not even dare to offend foreign disciples.
After searching for a while, Zhang Yifeng finally found the registration place, which was a large living room.
When Zhang Yifeng first arrived, several young men and women walked out of the hall together. These people were talking, laughing, and discussing among themselves.
"According to the information I learned, there are no top ten young talents among those who registered in Lightning Hall. In other words, if we register in Lightning Hall, each of us has a chance to enter the top ten. Then we can participate in the finals."
"Yes, Lightning Hall is good news for us. At least we are more certain to enter the finals. Even if we don't get a good ranking in the end, it is already doubly honorable to enter the finals."
Hearing the conversation of these young people, Zhang Yifeng was a little speechless. Although he signed up for the Lightning Hall, he did not intend to break the rules. He participated in the competition this time and wanted to get first place no matter what.
I chose Lightning Hall because he is a low-key person.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng walked into the hall.
Before he walked in, Zhang Yifeng heard a woman's roar coming from the hall.
"Asshole! Do these boys really regard our Lightning Hall as a springboard to enter the finals? Look at all the people who came to sign up! Almost all of them are young people between 24 and [-] years old. How many of them can there be at such a young age? Monster? Bastard!"
"Deacon Ding, calm down. Women get old easily when they are angry."
"How can I calm down? What do these little bastards think I am, Lightning Hall?"
"Deacon Ding, calm down."
Zhang Yifeng's face twitched when he heard the conversation in the hall. This person named Deacon Ding seemed to have a hot temper? It must be menopause, but it's right to think about it. If young heroes don't sign up with them, they will really lose face.
Outside the door, Zhang Yifeng straightened his clothes and knocked politely.
As a man of two generations, Zhang Yifeng still understands this rule.
"Come in."
came the fiery deacon's voice, seeming to have deliberately restrained his emotions. After all, the person knocking on their door was probably there to sign up.
Soon, Zhang Yifeng walked into the hall and found three people in the hall, two men and one woman.
The two men were sitting on chairs, but the woman was sitting directly on the table. The woman was wearing a tight dress.
Obviously, this is the woman who lost her temper just now. It can be seen that this woman is not a quiet person.
But what surprised Zhang Yifeng was that this was not the menopausal woman he had imagined, but rather beautiful and young.
The woman looks like she is only 25 or [-] years old. Of course, her real age may be in her [-]s or [-]s, or even older.
The woman's hair is red, her clothes are red, and even the whip hanging around her waist is red.
Although the woman's figure is not as good as Ye Zhimei's, it is not much worse.
"Hello, elders."
Zhang Yifeng glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.
"Are you here to sign up?"
The deaconess jumped off the table, glanced at Zhang Yifeng, and frowned tightly.
Young, so young!
This kid looks even more immature than the group of people just now.
Has Lightning Hall become a kindergarten? Those who come to sign up these days are all young people like this.
"Check out Shen Qingteng's storage ring."
Back last night, Zhang Yifeng had not yet checked Shen Qingteng's storage ring. There's no telling if something good will come in handy.
Shen Qingteng's storage ring space is not large, and certainly not small.
After carefully exploring Shen Qingteng's Qiankun bag, there was food, drink, martial arts and elixirs in it.
It's a pity that Zhang Yifeng doesn't like these martial arts. Some elixirs are of some use to him.
Apart from martial arts, the most precious thing Shen Qingteng left behind was the white sword, which was an acquired weapon. I don’t know where Shen Qingteng got it.
Once Zhang Yifeng is fully proficient in the One Hundred and Eight Hammers, he can melt the sword and use it to refine the Sky-Splitting Mark.
Unfortunately, although the sword was good, Zhang Yifeng did not dare to use it in the Royal City. If he wanted to use Shen Qingteng's things, he would have to at least leave the Royal City.
To blatantly use Shen Qingteng's things in the royal city is to seek death. Zhang Yifeng is not that stupid.
After checking Shen Qingteng's storage ring, Zhang Yifeng took out Uncle Qiang's ring. Uncle Qiang was much poorer than Shen Qingteng. After a quick glance, Zhang Yifeng was not interested.
Time passed, and on the second day, Zhang Yifeng went to the Eighth Hall entrance in person.
Although he was qualified, he still had to verify his identity and then go through the preliminary rounds. In other words, sign up.
Only when you are qualified can you register. But it is not [-]% possible to register successfully. After all, there is the so-called primary election, and many people may be eliminated directly when they sign up.
The registration address for this competition is the eighth hall entrance of the Shen family.
Each of the eight halls can register. Successful contestants will compete in the preliminary round at the hall where they registered. Only the top ten in each hall are eligible for the finals.
Due to this competition, the Eight Great Halls are recruiting disciples, which means that whichever hall the contestants sign up for, they want to stay in that hall.
The eight major halls of the Shen family's foreign clan are also divided into strong and weak ones. The strong hall is naturally a place where the proud people of heaven gather.
The church Zhang Yifeng chose to sign up for was Lightning Hall.
Lightning Hall is just a mediocre hall in the Eighth Hall, not outstanding, nor too backward.
"What are you doing!"
Zhang Yifeng had just arrived at the gate of Lightning Hall and was immediately stopped by the disciple guarding the door.
"Hello, we are contestants here to participate in the competition." Zhang Yifeng said calmly.
"Go in and turn right."
The gatekeeper didn't give Zhang Yifeng any trouble. After Zhang Yifeng entered the Lightning Hall, the foreign disciple guarding the door sighed and said to another disciple.
"The people who came to our Lightning Hall to sign up this year are some young boys. I'm afraid the kid just now is only 21 or [-] years old. It seems that it will be difficult for the number one to emerge from our Lightning Hall this year."
"There is no way, why is the Lightning Hall itself not strong? Those talented people don't come to the Lightning Hall to sign up. Even if they come, they will be taken away by other halls in the end."
Zhang Yifeng didn't hear the conversation between the two. After entering, he saw a huge courtyard.
In the courtyard, many disciples were training. They had a giant ape embroidered on their left chest and lightning bolts embroidered on their right chest. This is the symbol of the Shen family.
The emblem of the Nei clan is a golden ape. The emblem of the foreign tribe is a giant ape plus the logo of each hall.
The Shen family, regardless of whether it is an outside clan or an internal clan, has a great status in the royal city. Ordinary families would not even dare to offend foreign disciples.
After searching for a while, Zhang Yifeng finally found the registration place, which was a large living room.
When Zhang Yifeng first arrived, several young men and women walked out of the hall together. These people were talking, laughing, and discussing among themselves.
"According to the information I learned, there are no top ten young talents among those who registered in Lightning Hall. In other words, if we register in Lightning Hall, each of us has a chance to enter the top ten. Then we can participate in the finals."
"Yes, Lightning Hall is good news for us. At least we are more certain to enter the finals. Even if we don't get a good ranking in the end, it is already doubly honorable to enter the finals."
Hearing the conversation of these young people, Zhang Yifeng was a little speechless. Although he signed up for the Lightning Hall, he did not intend to break the rules. He participated in the competition this time and wanted to get first place no matter what.
I chose Lightning Hall because he is a low-key person.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng walked into the hall.
Before he walked in, Zhang Yifeng heard a woman's roar coming from the hall.
"Asshole! Do these boys really regard our Lightning Hall as a springboard to enter the finals? Look at all the people who came to sign up! Almost all of them are young people between 24 and [-] years old. How many of them can there be at such a young age? Monster? Bastard!"
"Deacon Ding, calm down. Women get old easily when they are angry."
"How can I calm down? What do these little bastards think I am, Lightning Hall?"
"Deacon Ding, calm down."
Zhang Yifeng's face twitched when he heard the conversation in the hall. This person named Deacon Ding seemed to have a hot temper? It must be menopause, but it's right to think about it. If young heroes don't sign up with them, they will really lose face.
Outside the door, Zhang Yifeng straightened his clothes and knocked politely.
As a man of two generations, Zhang Yifeng still understands this rule.
"Come in."
came the fiery deacon's voice, seeming to have deliberately restrained his emotions. After all, the person knocking on their door was probably there to sign up.
Soon, Zhang Yifeng walked into the hall and found three people in the hall, two men and one woman.
The two men were sitting on chairs, but the woman was sitting directly on the table. The woman was wearing a tight dress.
Obviously, this is the woman who lost her temper just now. It can be seen that this woman is not a quiet person.
But what surprised Zhang Yifeng was that this was not the menopausal woman he had imagined, but rather beautiful and young.
The woman looks like she is only 25 or [-] years old. Of course, her real age may be in her [-]s or [-]s, or even older.
The woman's hair is red, her clothes are red, and even the whip hanging around her waist is red.
Although the woman's figure is not as good as Ye Zhimei's, it is not much worse.
"Hello, elders."
Zhang Yifeng glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.
"Are you here to sign up?"
The deaconess jumped off the table, glanced at Zhang Yifeng, and frowned tightly.
Young, so young!
This kid looks even more immature than the group of people just now.
Has Lightning Hall become a kindergarten? Those who come to sign up these days are all young people like this.
