Several servants were shocked and furious, "Where did this wild boy come from? He dared to destroy the Murong family's place. I'm really tired of living!"
Several people drew their weapons and were about to rush forward. There was a scolding from the side. Everyone retreated, and a young man walked up. He was about the same age as Xiao'an. He was dressed in white and had an outstanding temperament. Xiaoan felt ashamed of himself and admired him greatly.
"Master, this wild boy is here to cause trouble, let us capture him and hand him over to the head of the family!"
The young man looked calm, looking him up and down, lingering on the scar on his cheek for a moment, and then spoke in a clear and sweet voice: "You can break a pillar with one punch, you are really born with supernatural power! Do you want to join my disciple Murong?"
Xiao'an's eyes were quite intense and he nodded repeatedly.
"Then this way, I will give you dozens of blows. If you can touch the hem of my clothes or prevent me from catching you, you will win. I will recommend you to my father as a disciple of Murong."
Xiao'an calculated in his mind that this deal seemed to be a sure profit.
"One..." The young man began to count, and Xiao An rushed towards him. He jumped like an ape on the branches, confident and quick, and it was easy to catch him. The young man was smiling, counting, and dodging. Ren Xiaoan was as fast as a rabbit, and his body seemed to be equipped with springs, so he could always avoid it easily.
Xiao'an was secretly surprised. His opponent seemed to be idle and elegant, but he was as fast as lightning and could not be touched at all. With a thought in his mind, he turned from offense to defense and leaped onto the ring. However, before he could stand still, the young man was already following him like a shadow, just a stone's throw away from him.
Xiao'an was shocked and flew up to a flagpole. The young man stood with his feet in the air and looked at him, only half an arm's length away. The gap was as big as the sky. The other party could easily catch him as long as he stretched out his hand, but the young man smiled and counted, and did not make a move.
He refused to give up and turned to attack again. The young man retreated calmly, taking his time.
"Ten..." The young man finished counting and fell to the ground. "Neither you nor I have touched each other. According to the agreement, it seems that you win."
At noon, in the main hall of Murong Villa, the head of the family, Murong Yue, sat in the middle, with his left and right hands separated from each other, both of them were middle-aged men with an imposing manner.
One person spoke: "Master, after three days of competition in the arena, 10 disciples have been selected. Please tell me how to distribute them!"
Someone next to him spoke up: "Senior Brother Yunyin is in charge of the war hall, the head of the five halls, and is in charge of the overall situation of subduing demons. This posture is to steal people again!"
Yun Yin retorted, "Junior brother Xiangyuan is in charge of the spy hall, and his subordinates are all 'Dandelions' who are invisible to the dragon. These disciples must already know the information very well!"
A person next to him smiled and said: "Two senior brothers, don't argue anymore. Our secret team is full of shabby assassins who can't see the light of day. The more ordinary the better, I'll pick you two first."
Before he finished speaking, someone had a weird look and sneered, "Senior Brother Mo Xing loves to show off, and there is no time when you were not picky and gave me all the mediocre people."
Mo Xing chuckled: "Junior Brother Qianyu is being too modest. Your Weapon Hall creates weapons and magical weapons just for us. I can't afford to offend you!"
The four people were arguing happily. The head of the house coughed slightly and everyone calmed down. "You senior fellow apprentices are in charge of the overall situation. Naturally, you want to have a lot of talents under your command. This is normal. It's just that each disciple needs to be taught according to his or her aptitude in order to give full play to his or her talents." ."
Yunyin opened the scroll and read out the evaluations of the ten disciples' specialties one by one. The other three hall masters took their seats and already knew what they were saying. Qianyu muttered: "It's not like changing the soup without changing the medicine, the three of them, Mo Xing and I, it's really unfair!"
Murong Yue knew Qian Yu's carefree nature, so he smiled and said nothing.
After allocating the people, everyone was about to leave when Yun Yin suddenly reported: "There is another person who is highly recommended by nephew Qingtian. Let the head of the family make a decision!"
"He is about the same age as Qingtian. I heard that he has amazing powers. He can knock down the ring with one punch, and his physical skills are in the tenths of a century and are on par with Qingtian..."
Qian Yu was the first to interrupt: "In our weapon hall, we need a lot of effort to build weapons. Leave it to me to train and you will definitely achieve great results!"
Murong Yue smiled and said: "Such words aroused my interest, so I asked him to come forward and meet before making a decision."
Xiao'an walked into the hall, and the public gaze made him a little nervous. Murong Yue stared at him intently, as if he wanted to see into the secret of his heart.
"You seem to have a new injury on your face, what's going on?"
"This was caused by a fight with a black bear yesterday..."
Qian Yu hurriedly interjected: "A person who dares to fight a bear at a young age, who is brave and careful, should be included in our Qi Hall."
The head of the family waved to him noncommittally, and Xiao'an lowered his hand and moved forward. The head of the family's eyes wandered over his body, and the expression on his face was a little strange, it seemed like a smile but not a smile, it seemed like he was angry but not angry.
"Let me take a closer look at you." the head of the family said.
Xiao'an stepped forward as he was told, and the owner's eyes flashed alternately on his face, as if he wanted to scan out all the hidden details. "Very good, good bones, and talented!" The head of the family praised him and gently waved him to leave first.
Qianyu couldn't wait, "Senior brother, it's easier for poor and humble people to excel. This person and I are very close, please give him to me!"
Murong Yue kept watching Xiao An's back disappearing out of the hall, and then slowly looked away, "Junior Brother Yunyin, send him away immediately. We, Murong, have no chance of taking him in. We must not take him in."
Everyone was shocked to find that the face of the family leader turned ugly. Qian Yu still wanted to argue, but Murong Yue had already left.
After a drizzle, the green grass is covered with water drops. The sheep graze leisurely on the hillside, like scattered clouds. Xiao'an stood dumbly, everything just now was still being recalled in his mind, like a dream.
Looking back at the house again, it looked like a dream in the mist and rain. Is everything an illusion? Have you never set foot there?
When he was confused, there was a slight scolding, and someone came slowly, it was the young man he met yesterday. His face was gloomy and very unhappy.
"I hate losers the most in my life. In the past, people like you would only end up dead. But today I am not even interested in killing you because you are not worthy!"
"But, I've tried my best!" Xiao'an lowered his head and said.
"Hmph, you didn't listen to me and didn't take the 'Transformation Pill'. With your face, you will never be able to step into Murong's shoes!"
"Why is that?" Xiaoan asked.
"Everything is irreversible. You are destined to be a loser forever. I also want to get my things back." He said, extending his palm, and white air rose up from Xiao'an's body and gathered in his palm.
Xiao'an's body seemed to be crawling with thousands of ants, and it was extremely painful. He rolled on the ground and struggled desperately. When the white air dissipated, he was completely exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.
"It's not over yet, I will take away the only thing you have. This is the punishment for failure!"
