After Su Rou and others left, the hall fell silent.
After a long time, there was a hurried sound of stamping outside the hall, and a disciple ran in quickly.
This person is Duan Yuxuan, but at this moment, he is completely different from before entering the underground palace.
His hair was messy, his head was sweating profusely, he was panting heavily, and flew straight to the high platform as if he was going crazy.
"Haha, the number one is mine after all. Yang Tianyu, you little brat, want to fight with me too?"
"Why did you stay in the outer door for six years? I'll tell you now, that's what I do for fucking."
Duan Yuxuan cheered as he ran, as if possessed by a demon, staring at the high platform tightly, ignoring the corpses of the beasts in the hall.
"Shh." He jumped up and landed firmly on the high platform.
But when he smiled and swept his eyes to his feet, it was like a thunderbolt, and he was suddenly dumbfounded.
Because on the high platform, it was actually empty, not even a root hair.
"Damn, what's the situation?"
After a long time, he came back to his senses, and only then did he find that the bottom of the high platform was actually full of blood, and the bodies of forty beasts were scattered all over the hall.
And the death of each fierce beast is thrilling and bloody.
This scene terrified him, and he sat on the high platform with a puff. He turned around and watched, only to find that the door to pass the assessment was not opened.
"What the hell is going on?" Duan Yuxuan was a little overwhelmed, and his thoughts were instantly messy.
"Tatata..." At this moment, Yang Tianyu also ran over, but he stopped as soon as he reached the door of the hall.
Looking at the scene in the hall, and then at Duan Yuxuan on the high platform, he was stunned: "This... is this what you did?"
Duan Yuxuan chuckled and said bitterly, "If I said no, would you believe it?"
"Of course, you can't have such strength." Yang Tianyu glanced at him, then walked into the hall and checked the body of the beast: "Oh my God, there is actually a fourth-order beast, who is it? Handwriting?"
The two have been observing for a long time, but they have not been able to come up with an answer. They cannot think of who has such terrifying strength in the outer door.
At the end, they even suspected that this was a game set up by the elders, and it was the elder who swallowed the reward for the first place.
But when the army of disciples of the third level of Lingwu arrived, a dramatic scene happened.
Everyone believed that it was Yang Tianyu and Duan Yuxuan who killed those beasts, and as for the reward for the first place, they were split equally.
But the funniest thing is that Yang Tianyu and Duan Yuxuan did not deny it in the face of the adoring gazes of the crowd, and inexplicably became the first place.
The door was opened, and cheers followed, and everyone was very happy, because as long as they walked out of that door, they became inner disciples and ushered in a new life.
But just as people were cheering, a teenager who walked out of the underground palace caught people's attention.
He was naked, crying, and cursing full of grievances: "Who the hell is so immoral, beat me with a sap in the back, and even ripped off other people's clothes, how can there be such a pervert?"
For such a scene, everyone was very surprised, only Chu Feng smiled slightly, looked at the intact clothes on his body, and quietly left the crowd.
The inner sect assessment has ended. Tens of thousands of people have participated in the assessment, and only 2,000 have passed the assessment, but this is not a small number.
After entering the inner door, he officially became a disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect, and at the same time, he also enjoyed superior treatment.
In order to welcome the new disciples to join the inner sect, the elders also specially held a feast.
The full moon hangs high above the night sky, and the inner door sings and dances peacefully, setting off the joyful atmosphere to the extreme.
However, Chu Feng did not participate in this feast, but stayed in his new mansion, shirtless, observing his wounds.
The wound is healing, and it is healing very quickly. If this goes on, it will be completely healed in just a few days, and this kind of recovery ability is exactly what the god thunder gave.
"What exactly are you? Why did you choose me?"
This question is not the first time Chu Feng has asked. He has asked this question countless times, but he has never gotten an answer.
He still remembered that night five years ago, the sky above Qingzhou was shrouded in nine-color divine thunder.
The sky is as bright as day, the thunder dances like a dragon, the sky roars with thunder, and the earth keeps shaking. People all think that the end is coming, and when they panic, there is chaos.
But Chu Feng, who was only ten years old, involuntarily ran out of the house and went to an open space.
Even now, he doesn't know why he did that in the first place, as if there was some kind of magic attracting him there.
As for later, he was possessed by divine thunder.
No one saw that scene, but he knew that the one in his dantian must be the Nine-Colored Divine Thunder that shook the whole continent.
Although the divine thunder had given Chu Feng a powerful physique, Chu Feng still did not understand why such a powerful thing should be attached to his body.
"Forget it, since you don't answer, I won't ask anymore. Anyway, you and I are one."
Chu Feng smiled relievedly, it was a blessing or a curse or a curse that could not be avoided. If this divine thunder was really going to be bad for him, it would be impossible to resist it with his strength.
What's more, so far, this divine thunder has brought him all benefits, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
After putting on his clothes, Chu Feng turned his gaze to a book by the bedside. The book had four characters written on it, "Three Types of Thunder."
Picking up the book, Chu Feng flipped through it. This was the first time he had been exposed to martial arts, and he was somewhat excited.
"Fourth Stage Martial Arts, Thunder Three Styles, created by Taoist Qinglong."
"It is as fast as thunder, as strong as thunder, comparable to the fifth stage of martial arts."
Looking at the few lines of introduction, Chu Feng took a deep breath and said in surprise, "This is actually a martial skill created by the founder of the sect!"
Daoist Qinglong was the founder of the Qinglong Sect. He was an invincible hand across the continent thousands of years ago. He possessed the ability to escape from the sky and move mountains to fill the sea. He was a true martial arts master.
At that time, the Qinglong Sect, led by the Qinglong Taoist, was called the first sect in the Kyushu mainland.
The only one who can compete with the Azure Dragon Sect is the current overlord of the Kyushu Continent, the Jiang Dynasty.
However, the good times did not last long. After the death of the Qinglong Taoist, the Qinglong sect began to decline, and soon fell into the ranks of the top sects in the Kyushu continent.
Now even in this Qingzhou territory, it is only a second-class sect, but this also shows the personal strength of Qinglong Daoist.
And the martial arts created by his old man must be the best in martial arts, which can be met but not sought after.
In addition to being excited, Chu Feng hurriedly read the training method, vowing to practice the three thundering styles.
After staying awake all night, Chu Feng finally understood the cultivation method of the Thunder Three Styles.
The first style is the type, the second style is the intention, and the third style can be turned into a thunderbolt. Generally speaking, the training of the thunderbolt three styles is extremely difficult, but Chu Feng wanted to try it.
After washing up, Chu Feng was not sleepy, so he went to the martial arts pavilion in the inner door.
First of all, the martial arts pavilion has facilities for practicing martial arts. In addition, because the Thunderbolt Three Styles cannot be exposed, he needs to practice a book of other martial arts to hide from the eyes and ears.
"It's really lively." Walking into the martial arts pavilion, the eyes suddenly brightened. The vast hall of the martial arts pavilion was already overcrowded.
But this is also reasonable. After all, more than 2,000 disciples joined the inner sect yesterday. What these new disciples want to practice most is martial arts.
The martial arts pavilion is divided into six floors. The first floor is a first-level martial arts, the second floor is a second-level martial arts, and the third floor is a third-level martial arts. As for the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors, they are all places to practice martial arts.
Chu Feng went all the way up, and found that the first floor was overcrowded, the second floor was much better, and the third floor was very rare.
This is to be expected, although the power of different martial arts ranks is different, but the difficulty of cultivation is also different.
Therefore, many people will start from the entry, first practise the first stage of martial arts, wait until the completion, then choose the second stage, and finally practice the third stage.
However, Chu Feng's goal is very clear. Even if it is only used for self-defense, he must choose the strongest.
"Young man, I advise you not to be too ambitious. The martial arts here are not suitable for you." But as soon as Chu Feng stepped into the third floor, an old voice entered his ears.