Chapter 611: Six hundred and sixteen

Chapter 611 Chapter 616: Legacy of the Sea
"Master Gouchen, these students will be handed over to you."
The man wearing the mask stepped forward, and the dumb voice sounded again: "All the students who want to join the martial arts school stay, and the rest return to the school."
An outsider giving orders in the hinterland of the Tang family was unimaginable in the past, but with Zongzheng's endorsement, although the students of the school were unhappy in their hearts, no one defies this order.
It's just that the nearly two thousand students who stayed in the same place looked at the masked man with full faces, and their eyes seemed to ask: What are your skills to let us listen to you.
After Zongzheng Tangzu left with the other clan students, the proud side of this group of wealthy clans was still exposed. The words Zongzheng old friend alone were not enough to convince them.
Tang Luo didn't want to contact them more, so he said directly: "All of you will receive a number from me. After practicing in situ, come to the quiet room to perform martial arts. According to your martial arts level, I will arrange for you to join the martial arts hall. Various training grounds."
This simple and rude way is almost the same as Chixia Mountain, but this time there are a few stewards beside Tang Luo, holding a few specially made blank rosters.
These people are all assistant teachers of the clan school, covering the seven schools. They gathered to know almost all the clan school students, and what Tang Luo asked them to do was to call out the names of the students he knew well.
"Tang Hongfang, No. 1!" The instructor on the far left pointed to a slender and handsome boy in the first row of the stage, and said loudly.
However, Tang Luo told the instructor a number by means of a sound transmission: seven, five, and eight.
The first line of information has been added to the blank list: No. 1, Tang Hongfang, Seventy Five Eight.
"Tang Feiyu, No. 2."
"Tang Haobo, number 3."
"Tang Hanliang, number 4."
It took an hour for the two thousand people to call, and Tang Luo finally entered the information of the two thousand students who wanted to join the martial arts hall.
"Next, you will practice in the same place. After thirty-six days of doing your exercises, come to the quiet room to perform martial arts." Tang Luo, who completed the entry, said to the crowd, and then took a few stewards with a blank list and entered. A small room on the left.
Although Zong Zheng asked all these students to listen to Tang Luo's mobilization before he left, when the real order was given, no one immediately went into the practice, but gathered in twos and threes.
No matter where they are, there are outstanding talents. There is no doubt that there are not a few outstanding Tang children in the school. Therefore, when the order of cultivation is issued, everyone starts a chattering discussion around the figures.
"It's numbering again and it's Yanwu. What medicine is sold in this masked male gourd!?"
"In my opinion, he just wants to feel the strength of the breath, and then see how proficient our martial arts are."
"Since this is the case, why bother to conceal your head and show your tail?"
"Maybe he has countless enemies outside. He doesn't dare to show the world in his true colors. He must have a limited cultivation base."
The likes and dislikes of the young people are very straightforward. If today is an alluring female nun to give them a test result, their evaluations at this moment must be very different, but helpless Tang Luo's current image is really unpleasant. Even the voice is disgusting, no wonder these youngsters, who are no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, are so angry.
"No matter what he thinks." Tang Feiyu, who was surrounded by the middle circle, hugged his chest and said indifferently: "I will use my strength to conquer him, so that he can understand that it is not only the people in the Wutang practice field who belong to the Tang family. Junjie."
Since the flood struck, after the students in the Wutang Training Center temporarily borrowed the clan school, the students on both sides have been frictionless. Although the Seven University Schools are all clerical, they also have subjects in martial arts studies, and the students of this school are also fighting in the school. Recognized as the strongest.
As a top student of the martial arts school, Tang Feiyu feels that he is no weaker than any of the training ground students. It was just that he was slack and playful when he was young and missed the opportunity to join the martial arts school. Now he is about to regain the regrets of the year. And let the people of Wutang know that Tang Zheng and Tang Fengran are nothing compared to Tang Feiyu.
Two thousand students sat cross-legged, spitting out Yun Gong, motivating the aura of the endless world to gather here, from a distance, there are signs of wind and thunder, like dragons and snakes hiding in them.
At noon, there were people who completed the work one after another, but they were not in a hurry to get up. The ears and eyes of the big family let them understand that before you know what a thing looks like, don't go up too anxiously. You never know what you took the first bite. , Is it a poison or a magical thing?
Sacrificing a small part of the benefits in exchange for safety is the upbringing of the sons of the rich.
But the same rice raises hundreds of people. Since those who have such ideas, naturally there will be a more energetic young master.
Tang Feiyu was not the first to complete the training, but when he got up and saw that no one went to the quiet room, but the friends who were still sitting cross-breathing, he snorted disdainfully, and stood up and stalked towards the quiet room. Go.
Since no one dared to be the number one, he went to see what exactly this martial arts meant.
The young man who was full of confidence in himself walked to the door of the quiet room and said solemnly: "No. 2 Tang Feiyu, come to perform martial arts!"
The door of the quiet room opened automatically. In the corner of the empty quiet room were a few stewards separated by gauze curtains. The tall and thin masked man sat in the middle, with a pair of silver eyes looking at himself quietly.
Without any timidity, Tang Feiyu stepped into the quiet room with a blank face, gently closed the door, walked in front of a few people, and asked the masked man in the middle: "Can I start?"
"No." The masked man's dumb voice sounded: "No. 2 Tang Feiyu, enter the No. 1 training ground."
Tang Feiyu was shocked. Didn't he say that he was going to perform martial arts? How could he directly arrange himself to the training ground No. 1. Although he had enough confidence in himself, he was still a little surprised.
But the masked man seemed unwilling to waste more time on him, and after announcing Tang Feiyu's ownership, he said directly: "You go to Xiangyun Valley Wutang to report, and you can withdraw."
Why is there a process of performing martial arts? It is designed for those students who are not very qualified, but have excellent understanding of martial arts, in order to miss every talent.
But a warrior with 1.2 aptitude like Tang Feiyu really doesn't have any need to test results. As long as he doesn't slacken and become a fierce state, it is almost a certainty, so why bother to perform more and waste everyone's time.
It is gold that always shines, and his performance should be reserved for later, after all, even if he is performing a flower now, it is still vulnerable and meaningless in Tang Luo's eyes.
Tang Feiyu, who passed the test inexplicably, exited the quiet room with full of doubts. Unlike the scene at the door just now, dozens of students from the clan school who had completed their cultivation gathered around the door of the quiet room, waiting for him to come out.
(End of this chapter)