Disciple assessment?

Everyone looked at each other and vaguely guessed what Su Yu was going to do.

"Interesting, this Dawangshan Martial Arts Hall is really interesting." The old man smiled, "Yaoer, let's go with you too."

"Tsk, no matter how you say it, it's just a low-level martial arts school at the prefecture level." Gongsun Yao curled her lips, a little disdainful.

In the assessment hall, Mr. Guan was sitting at the front desk with his god in his eyes, looking at the large crowd of people calmly, without any surprise.

"Haha, I heard that the disciples of the Dawangshan Martial Arts Club are preparing to participate in the disciple assessment, but I have been waiting here for a long time." Old Guan looked at Xiao Yihan and the other two with a playful smile on his face. "However, the Situ family's sons are on a whim and are also preparing to take the exam with the three."

As Mr. Guan finished speaking, Situ Changfeng, who was standing beside him, slowly stepped forward with a smile on his face, "Situ Changfeng, please advise."

"It's actually the son of the Situ family. Does a genius like him still need to be evaluated for his disciples?"

"I have heard of Situ Changfeng. He is the second son of the Situ family. He not only has outstanding talent in alchemy, but also outstanding in martial arts. He is twenty-four years old this year and is already at the peak of the Martial Saint's cultivation!"

"It's obvious that this Situ family's son was specifically targeting the Dawangshan Martial Arts Hall. The Dawangshan Martial Arts Hall has just made a lot of attention, and the disciples' assessment will definitely be suppressed!"

"I originally thought that the King Mountain Martial Arts Hall wanted to take this opportunity to become famous in Dongyue City, but now it seems impossible. It is destined to be stolen by Situ Changfeng."

...

Everyone kept talking and talking.

However, everyone is unanimously optimistic about Situ Changfeng.

"Sorry, I'm itchy for a while, so I came to conduct the disciple assessment. I didn't expect that I happened to be in conflict with you. Oh, I'm guilty." Situ Changfeng said apologetically, but his face was full of provocation. "To express his apology, I'll cover the cost of your assessment today!"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. Anyway, the result is the same if you or not." Chu Xiaoyao waved his hand casually, "You can quickly take the exam, so the three of us can keep up."

His arrogant words made many people shake their heads, and they really don’t know how high the sky is.

"Ha, arrogant!"

Situ Changfeng's face darkened, he sneered repeatedly, and raised his head, "A group of frogs in the well, let you see what a genius is today!"

After saying that, he walked towards the disciple's assessment site.

The disciple assessment is different from the museum director assessment. The disciple assessment is located at the highest point of the assessment hall, with a high platform on it, which is carried out in the open air.

Moreover, the disciple assessment is generally aimed at new disciples, and they need to be less than the demigod before they can be tested.

On the platform, there are three things placed in total. On the left is a big drum, in the middle is a dark red flame, and on the right is a huge stone tablet.

"The three basic items for the Zhentian Drum, Red Soul Fire, Tianzhao Mirror, and testing martial arts talent are fully prepared." The old man laughed.

Under the gaze of everyone, Situ Changfeng had slowly walked to the front of the Zhentian Gu.

"The Heaven-Shentian Drum, also known as the Heaven-Shentian Nine Rings, can be sounded nine times in total. The highest record in Dongyue City was that a genius was beaten eight times. At this time, that genius was already at the middle level of the god!"

"I don't know how many sounds Situ Changfeng can ring, maybe there will be eight sounds!"

"I think it's hard, but Situ Changfeng first evaluates. The disciples of Dawangshan may not be confident to continue the assessment. Is this a warning?"

...

boom!

While speaking, Situ Changfeng held the drumstick in his hand and had already fallen, making his first sound!

The drum face vibrated, and there were faint sound waves rippling, instantly suppressing the noise on the field.

Situ Changfeng did not stop, the drumsticks were raised and continued to fall!

boom!

The second sound is louder, making the eardrum vibrate.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the third tone!

Su Yu's eyes narrowed, and he could vaguely see a force on his face melting into Situ Changfeng's body along the sound wave.

Spiritual power began to gush out of his body to resist the power of sound waves.

boom!

The fourth sound fell roaring.

This sound was like a thunder, resonating with the world and resounding throughout the audience.

The nine sounds of the sky will be greater after each sound. You need to fight with your body, which is a means to test your body's potential.

The greater the potential of the body, the more sound it can be.

boom!

"The fifth sound!" Everyone swallowed involuntarily and murmured.

"It's too fast, there will be a sound every breath, without rest in the middle."

"I am worthy of being the genius of the Situ family. What sound is his limit?"

...

boom!

The sixth sound was like a huge wave, not only targeting Situ Changfeng, but even a trace of it leaked out made everyone on the field feel the pressure, and their bodies seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, weighing more than a thousand pounds.

If everyone is like this, then what kind of pressure should Situ Changfeng bear? If it were an ordinary person, his body would have been extremely moved long ago.

After the sixth sound, Situ Changfeng's movements finally slowed down. From his body, a light blue flame penetrated his body, wrapping his whole body.

The collision of spiritual power and sound waves made the air in the stands distorted.

"It's the Tianxin Flame of the Situ family. Their family's martial arts can cultivate their own flames, and their power and spiritual objects are not too good." The old man said stunningly, "Yaoer, his strength and talent are good, and I'm afraid he can ring eight times like you!"

boom!

While speaking, the seventh sound fell!

The drum face fluctuated like thunder. Everyone saw Situ Changfeng's body trembling, and the flames around him trembled wildly, as if they were about to reach their limit.

His arms were raised hard, and the force caused the blue veins on his forehead to protrude.

"Can he ring the eighth sound?"

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and wait quietly.

But Situ Changfeng's face turned red, he held the drumsticks in both hands, and roared and fell down suddenly!

boom!

As the sound fell, countless spiritual powers on the drum surface rushed into the sky in an instant, and the strong wind suddenly blew away the white clouds in the sky.

Situ Changfeng couldn't help but take three steps back, but there was a smile on his face.

Eight rings!

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar in an instant!

The eight sounds of drums are already the highest record in the Dongyue City Assessment Hall. Situ Changfeng can definitely be said to be the first person in the younger generation. With the identity of the second son of the Situ family, everyone seems to be able to see the growth of a generation of giants, with awe in their eyes.

Many people looked at the Dawangshan Martial Arts Hall in a vague way, their eyes were filled with sympathy, and they were destined to be the foil of the green leaves!
Chapter completed!