Due to heavy rain in the courtyard, the place for the assessment this time was the Wu Gang’s Martial Arts Pavilion.

It covers an area of ​​nearly 100 meters.

There are wooden stakes, iron sand and other various weapons inside.

Most of the Martial Arts personnel practice here on weekdays.

When Qi Yun came, the martial arts pavilion was already full of people.

In addition to the hall masters and elders yesterday, there were also some young faces, each with profound internal strength, bright eyes, and breathing evenly.

None of these young faces looks older than thirty years old.

It is generally around the age of twenty.

In the middle, there is a chair, and the gang leader Zhao Tianlong is sitting upright.

"I've met the leader!"

Qi Yun came up to salute.

"Get up, I told you last night that you must be ready, you have no eyes on the sword, and this time you won't use weapons, just consider the skills of fist and foot."

Zhao Tianlong said with a smile.

"Yes, gang leader."

Qi Yun stood up.

Next to Zhao Tianlong, a young man with a thin face and a fierce look swept across Qi Yun with a cold look.

Is this Qi Yun?

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

From the gang leader saying that he does not use weapons, and only considers the skills of fist and foot, he can tell that the gang leader is really intending to take an adopted son.

In addition to him, there was another person next to him, his eyes narrowed and gloomy light flashed.

This is the Da Taibao, Zhao Tianyi, who is the adopted son of Zhao Tianlong.

He also found out some news yesterday.

I already know the adoptive father’s plan.

He was already annoyed enough with twelve other brothers.

Now the old guy actually wants to accept another adopted son. How can he be willing to do so?

"Okay, who will come first?"

Zhao Tianlong looked at the thirty hall masters beside him and smiled.

These thirty hall masters are all good at playing, both fists, palms, swords and swords, and are proficient in everything.

"Go back to the leader, come down!"

A middle-aged man walked out with his fists, about forty years old, with a strong blood, his temples bulging, his skin turned pale yellow, his muscles were ripped up, and Kong Wu was powerful.

"Brother Qi, please!"

He looked at Qi Yun and clasped his fists slightly.

"please!"

Qi Yun returned the gift.

call!

The man rushed over instantly, and the air swayed around his body, making a sharp sound of wind, and he split his palm into Qi Yun's chest, fast, accurate, and extremely fierce.

Qi Yun's body flashed and directly hit the man's arms with his shoulders.

The man slashed the sky with a palm, his face changed drastically. When he saw Qi Yun's shoulder hit, he wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He hurriedly pushed his hands out and faced Qi Yun.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the man was knocked back seven or eight meters on the spot, smashing him hard in the distance, grinning.

This was the result of Qi Yun holding back, otherwise, he could have killed the man with just one palm.

He came for the first time, just to avoid disasters. After all, he was an outsider and had to leave some thin face for the other party.

"good!"

Zhao Tianlong couldn't help but cheer.

The other hall masters were also surprised, looked at the man who was knocked away, and then looked at Qi Yun.

The one who was knocked away was the Master of Qianbao Money Hall, who was very powerful and a good player at the peak of the Divine Light. He was famous for his Fengsha Palm, but he did not show any performance at all and was knocked away by a blow?

"I've given up."

Qi Yun bowed.

"Who will be next?"

Zhao Tianlong looked at the remaining hall master.

Many of the hall masters looked solemn.

"Follow me!"

Another man came out. He was tall and thin, more agile than the man just now. He practiced the method of grasping, grasping people's joints and locking people's acupoints, and focused on skill.

As soon as he made a move, he headed towards Qi Yun's vital force. His speed was fast and hissing sounded. His five fingers were like iron, mixed with internal force.

After Qi Yun dodged twice in a row, he hit the man's chest with a palm, smashing the man backwards on the spot, smashing his body into the wooden stake on his back and landing in the distance.

"Master Qian Hall!"

Someone rushed out in an instant.

"Occured."

Qi Yun said.

The man fell in the distance, his face turned pale, and he couldn't breathe for a long time. He felt his sternum breaking, and stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you, brother Qi, for your mercy."

"The three levels have passed two levels, who will come to the next level?"

Zhao Tianlong said with a smile.

The more he looked at Qi Yun, the more satisfied he was. Such a burly man, young and promising, and had excellent cultivation, deserved to be his adopted son.

Many hall masters looked at each other and felt complicated.

Qi Yun won two consecutive games with such a effortless victory, which is enough to show that he has superb skills, and it doesn't matter whether the remaining game is not.

They are certainly not opponents either.

One of them bowed and said, "Report to the leader of the gang, Brother Qi is very powerful, and we are willing to give in to the disadvantage!"

Others nodded.

The first wife Zhao Tianyi and the third wife Wu Feng both had a slightly deeper look and a chill in their hearts.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll appoint Brother Qi and take the post of the head of the hall with my brother Qi. Do you have any opinions?"

Zhao Tianlong asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Reporting to the adoptive father, Brother Qi is very powerful and talented. The child is willing to give up his position as the head of the hall under his command and hand it over to Brother Qi."

Wu Feng suddenly stepped forward and bowed and said.

"Oh, third brother, do you want to receive Brother Qi to your place first?"

Zhao Tianlong said with a smile.

"Relying on the adoptive father, the child is also very caring about the strength of the little brother Qi."

Wu Feng said.

"No need, you just want to love talents. Keep the master under your command and cut out half of the forces you are under."

Zhao Tianlong said with a smile.

Wu Feng's face was stunned and his eyelids twitched.

Cut out half of the forces under his jurisdiction?

Is he going to cut off his power?

He was extremely shocked and angry, and his murderous aura surged.

Originally, he just wanted to take Qi Yun under his command and find a chance to kill him directly.

But now the old guy didn't give Qi Yun to him, but instead cut off half of his power and wanted to give it to Qi Yun?

How can this be tolerated?

He was going crazy.

To kill, he must kill Qi Yun.

"San Lao, did you hear it?"

Zhao Tianlong smiled.

"Yes, the kid heard it."

Wu Feng Ninja said with anger in his chest and forced a smile.

"Qi Yun, from today on, you will be the leader of the Tianlang Hall of the Wu Gang. Tianlang Hall is the new hall. I will issue a decree immediately and spread it to the entire gang. You can go to Tianlang Hall to work. Tianlang Hall controls the range from Hanshan Street in Xicheng to Wuhuai Street, thirty miles across, and it is your territory."

Zhao Tianlong said with a smile.

"Thank you, the leader."

Qi Yun bowed.

The thirty-mile territory is pretty good.

Although the scope is not as good as Pingyang City, its prosperity should be far higher than that of Pingyang City.

After he thanked him, his eyes suddenly glanced at Wu Feng and Zhao Tianyi.

For some reason, as soon as Shi entered the door, his mental power felt a sense of hostility from these two people.

Especially Wu Feng, his hostility towards himself is particularly profound.

He thought about it in his mind and prepared to kill this person tonight.

No matter why he is hostile to himself, it is troublesome to be stared at by a mouse.

If you can, just pinch it to death.

"Qi Yun, I will arrange someone to take you there and hold the handover ceremony."

Zhao Tianlong smiled and said, "Okay, everyone will be separated."

Everyone bowed and left the place.
Chapter completed!