Chapter 3 First-class Warriors

"So awesome!"

"There is one of Zhu Da's duties as the commander of the Black Armor Army."

Many warriors around were amazed, because this was the only warrior who dared to challenge 10,000 kilograms of huge rocks since the "entering the sect assessment" began today. 10,000 kilograms of huge rocks, placed on the ground, was several times larger than a human body, and many people lost their courage when they saw it.

"Junior brother! Give me the brand of a second-rate warrior!"

The disciple of Guiyuan Sect who was written took a black sign from his fellow brothers next to him. There was only one word "two" on the front of the sign.

The disciples of Guiyuan Sect directly wrote two words on the reverse side of the sign, "Zhu Da", and at the same time, they smiled and threw the sign to Zhu Da: "Brother Zhu Da, you are almost the first-class warrior. Although you can't compete for the centurion, you are very sure of the position of the Black Armor Army's 'Stergeant Commander'. Brother Zhu Da."

"Hmph, I ate ten cages of buns this morning. My stomach was so full that I could definitely lift it up." The fat man picked up his big hammer, took the sign and walked aside.

"Qingshan, I'm going to compete for the position of sergeant commander of the Black Armor Army. When I meet this fat man, I admit defeat. I can't even take this guy with just one blow." Teng Qinghu and Teng Qingshan beside him said, "By the way, Qingshan, when will we go to join the sect to evaluate the stone?"

"I'm not in a hurry. Look, if you want to go for the assessment, go for the assessment." Teng Qingshan stood in the crowd, watching the people who were conducting the assessment one after another.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it!" With a loud shout, the insane young man wrapped in animal skin strode into the central open space and walked straight to the place where the two thousand kilograms of huge rocks were located.

With his arms stretched out, his arms were like steel casting clamping the black rock, and his hands firmly supported the bottom. The white brush letter "Two Thousand Jin" on the black rock was very conspicuous. "Wow~~" With a low shout, the strong young man's whole body was slightly shaken, and the black rock was raised directly with a loud bang.

"good!"

"What a man."

Suddenly there was a burst of cheers around, and the young man in animal skin smiled and threw the black rock at the side.

"Do you still lift ten thousand pounds?" the disciple of Guiyuan Sect who was in charge of recording and writing asked with a smile.

"No." The young man shook his head.

"Name, age." The disciple of Guiyuan Sect took over a sign of a second-rate warrior from the side.

"Fu Junfan! Sixteen!" the young man spoke.

"Sixteen?"

"As a second-rate warrior at the age of sixteen, this young man has a bright future."

"Where did the kid come from? It's so amazing."

A group of warriors around were shocked. Most of the people who joined the Black Armored Army were over 20 years old. Generally, those with strong strength were older. Teng Qingshan also glanced at the young man named 'Fu Junfan' in surprise: "Sixteen years old? Isn't that a little younger than me?"

There are still some days when the New Year Festival is celebrated. After the New Year Festival, Teng Qinghan is seventeen years old.

"Fu Junfan!" The person who was really responsible for the assessment of joining the sect was a strong middle-aged man in gray robe. He kept silently watching the assessment of joining the sect. Fu Junfan, who was only sixteen years old, also surprised him and took a few more glances.

"This Fu Junfan is the third second-rate warrior so far! There is no first-rate warrior. Big brother, there are not many masters who have come to join the Black Armor Army this time."

"It's only half an hour, don't worry, the masters haven't come out." A cold voice came from not far beside Teng Qingshan.

Teng Qingshan glanced at him and said that he had two scars on his face, a thin and indifferent man with a giant sword on his back. When Teng Qingshan saw this man, he couldn't help but feel moved: "It's him!" Teng Qingshan met this man while having breakfast in the inn in the morning. I remember that there were seven people along the way with this thin man.

"I'll listen to their tone, this scar man should be an extremely powerful warrior." Teng Qingshan judged in his heart.

...

The assessment of joining the school proceeded in an orderly manner, and as time went by, more and more people were watching around.

"Haha, I'll do it!" With a loud shout, Teng Qinghu walked into the central open space.

Teng Qingshan's eyes lit up.

"The Qinghu lifts two thousand pounds, it should be fine." Teng Qingshan knew very well that even if he did not use internal strength, Teng Qinghu, who had achieved success in practicing tiger fist, could lift two thousand pounds with brute force alone. If he relied on internal strength to assist, he could lift three or four thousand pounds.

Without untiing the package, Teng Qinghu directly held two thousand kilograms of huge rock in his hands.

"Get up!" shouted loudly.

The two thousand kilograms of huge stone were raised high, and Teng Qinghu's strong arms were veins.

After putting it casually, two thousand kilograms of huge rocks fell heavily on the ground.

"Haha... don't ask, I can't lift the 10,000 kilogram of huge rock." Teng Qinghu smiled brightly and said directly. This straightforward temper also caused the kind laughs of the warriors around him. A man with strength and straightforward temper is not annoying.

The disciples of Guiyuan Sect also smiled: "Your name, age."

"Teng Qinghu! This year's twenty-two, the New Year's Festival will be twenty-three!" Teng Qinghu said directly.

"After the New Year Festival, everyone is one year older, so there is no need to say that." The disciple of Guiyuan Sect also said with a smile, writing Teng Qinghu's name on the sign.

After taking the second-rate warrior's sign, Teng Qinghu walked back to Teng Qingshan: "Qingshan, look at this brand, there is nothing special about it, it's just a few brush words." As soon as Teng Qingshan looked at the brand, a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "Get out of the way!"

Teng Qingshan turned around and saw that the scar man squeezed the two warriors in front of him and walked into the central open space first.

"Who is old-supported-" One of the two warriors who were squeezed away was furious and wanted to scold him. But when he saw the giant sword on his back, he immediately shut up and didn't dare to say another word. The sword behind the scar man was six feet (one meter five) long, and it is not easy for ordinary people to use such a giant sword.

The scarred man walked straight to the central open space and headed towards his target - a huge rock of ten thousand pounds!

Until now, no one can fully lift a 10,000 kilogram of huge rocks.

"He wants to lift ten thousand pounds?"

"It seems that this person is also a tough guy." A group of people around him whispered, but their eyes were staring at the scar man.

The scar man didn't even solve the knife, so he directly supported the huge rock with his hands.

"Hmph!" A sudden angrily snorted, a trace of green light appeared on the scar man's face, and the black rock that was ten thousand pounds was directly lifted up. The scar man's arms veins burst, and then threw them on the ground. The ten thousand pounds of huge rock fell to the ground, sinking half of the ground.

The middle-aged man in gray robe who was sitting behind other young disciples of Guiyuan Sect couldn't help but stand up and laughed: "Okay, first-class warrior! Today, the first first-class warrior who entered the sect to be evaluated appeared! Brother, your name, age!"

"Gong Yang Qing! Thirty-six!" the scar man said coldly.

"Gongyang Qing? Gongyang Qing from Xuyang County? That Gongyang Qing, who killed 300 horse thieves alone one night?" The warriors around him were shocked.

"Xuyang County, the master of Yangjiao Mountain? Why did he come too?"

"Gong Yang Qing, don't there be seven brothers of life and death? He is here, and his brothers are probably here too."

Such a famous master appeared, which aroused everyone's interest.

There are thirteen counties in the nine states and Yangzhou, nine of which are controlled by Qinghu Island. One county is controlled by Guiyuan Sect. One county is controlled by Tieyi Sect. The other two counties are composed of many sects and mixed forces. In comparison, the people living in those two counties are miserable.

The people in Jiangning County are already very happy.

Xuyang County is one of these two counties.

"Why did the dignified Yangjiao Mountain master run to my Jiangning County and join the Black Armor Army?" Some warriors whispered.

Qinghu also watched the scar man, listened to the discussions around him, then lowered his voice and said excitedly: "Qingshan, this Gong Yang Qing is a powerful figure. He used to be the leader of a big gang in Xuyang County. This Black Armored Centurion is fighting for Qingshan, you have to be careful of him."

Teng Qingshan smiled. His strength was never really exposed except for the battle with Jiaolong. Qinghu was not very clear about it.

"Centurion..." Teng Qingshan just smiled and watched others conduct the sect assessment. In his heart, Teng Qingshan had already booked the so-called position of Centurion.

...

Nearly two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

"Everyone!" The middle-aged man in the gray robe of Guiyuan Sect stood up and said aloud, "The morning's entry assessment ends before noon. Now there is still a cup of tea before noon. If you want to go to the entry assessment, please hurry up. Otherwise, wait until the afternoon!"

Teng Qingshan turned his head and looked at a giant stone "sundial" in the distance.

A sundial is a simple timer tool, and it is not very complicated to make.

"To now, there have been twenty-one second-rate warriors, and only Gong Yang Qing, the first-rate warriors." Teng Qingshan remembered clearly that until now, only the sixteen-year-old Fu Junfan, who was the same age as him, and the eight brothers Gong Yang Qing.

Gong Yang Qing himself is a first-class warrior, and his seven brothers are all second-class warriors. It is not ruled out that his seven brothers retain their strength.

"Qingshan, when will you conduct the assessment? In the afternoon?" Teng Qinghu asked.

"The afternoon assessment, don't you ask me to spend money on lunch?" Teng Qingshan teased and walked into the central open space with a smile.

"Lunch, spend money?" Teng Qinghu was shocked when he heard this.

This is the rule of Guiyuan Sect. Anyone who passes the sect's assessment will be provided for free by Guiyuan Sect. If the sect's assessment is not conducted, Teng Qingshan has to go out and buy lunch by himself.

"This young man walked towards the huge rock with ten thousand kilograms!"

"He doesn't want to lift a huge rock with ten thousand pounds, right!"

Seeing the direction of Teng Qingshan walking, the group of people around quickly became quiet and stared at Teng Qingshan. Even Gong Yang Qing and his seven brothers also looked over.

Hold on both sides of the 10,000-pound boulder with both hands.

"Get up!" Teng Qingshan shouted in a low voice.

call!

The 10,000-pound huge stone was raised high above the head without any difficulty. Then Teng Qingshan threw the 10,000-pound huge stone.

"Haha, another first-class warrior! The second first-class warrior appeared this morning." The middle-aged man in gray robe laughed loudly, "Dare you ask about this brother, name and age?" The warriors around him were also making noises, talking about who the young man was.

"Teng Qingshan!"
Chapter completed!