Awakening Identification Technique, Found That the Daughter is From the Future

The practice room of the Servant House.

"Brother Zhao, have you lost?"

Seeing Zhao Yong collapsed to the ground in a state of embarrassment, everyone was dazed and dumbfounded.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How could Senior Brother Zhao lose? It's impossible! It must be fake!"

"Am I dazzled? It wasn't Zhao Yong who fell to the ground, but Mo Fan?"

"I must have done too much craftwork last night to have such an outrageous hallucination!"

"The seventh-level forge body warrior kills the innate third-level warrior with one punch! It's outrageous! It's not real at all! I must have not woken up yet!"

"It's really outrageous, no novels dare to write like this now!"

"Just now Xu Jing slashed Zhang Tong with a sword, and now Mo Fan beats Zhao Yong down with another punch. When will the handyman disciples be able to hang the outer disciples to fight?"

"That's right, it's terrible, I feel like my cognition is about to collapse!"

The melon-eating crowd under the Yanwu stage looked complicated and couldn't believe what they were seeing.

However, the fact is in front of them, and they can't help it no matter how they don't believe it.

Even the handyman disciples with higher cultivation base and keener perception have already felt the power of Mo Fan's punch.

Although only for a brief moment.

But they still sensed that terrifying aura.

Hit the sun with a punch, like a big sun falling.

At that moment, the space seemed to collapse.

Mo Fan's punch was short enough to take less than a tenth of a breath.

But it left an indelible impression in their hearts.

"Is he using the legendary King Kong Fist?

"It's too strong, isn't it?!

"No wonder King Kong Fist ranks above Jueying!

"When I go back this time, I will work hard, accumulate merit points, and exchange them for King Kong Fist!

"If you are lucky enough to practice, then you can be as invincible as Mo Fan!

"I can definitely train it! I am a handyman disciple! Mo Fan is also a handyman disciple! If he can train it, I can train it too! It's just a matter of spending more time!"

A sturdy handyman disciple with bright eyes, fantasized about a bright future.

Seeing Mo Fan's Vajra Fist, he has already decided the path he wants to take in the future.

What he didn't know was that he had been practicing for fifty years.

Fifty years later, when he was too old to move and lay in bed waiting to die, he finally woke up.

People and people cannot be generalized!

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Yanwutai.

"So I'm so strong?"

Looking at Zhao Yong lying on the ground, Mo Fan scratched his head, feeling a little dazed.

He thought he might be strong.

But I didn't expect it to be so strong.

He originally thought that dealing with Zhao Yong, even if he could win in the end, the process would be very difficult, even tragic.

Unexpectedly, this guy can't even take a punch!

Is this too weak? !

Is it my problem or his problem?

Could this guy overindulge and become a dog?

But soon, Mo Fan began to understand something.

No matter how vain Zhao Yong is, he is still a congenital third-level warrior, no matter how bad his combat power is, he will not be too bad.

So the problem still lies with him.

"It's the Golden Body Art—"

He realized the problem.

As a peerless mystery-level forge body method, the golden body art is too strong.

Even now he has only cultivated to the first level.

Even if he didn't even use the Golden Body Art during the battle.

Just relying on the forging of the body in the process of cultivating the Golden Body Art, made his body stronger to a terrifying level.

With his unparalleled physical body, coupled with the fierce and domineering King Kong Fist, it is not surprising that Zhao Yong would be knocked out by one punch.

"It turns out that the Peerless Secret Chapter is worthy of the Peerless Secret Chapter. It seems that I will continue to work harder to cultivate the Golden Body Technique in the future. This is the foundation for me to become stronger."

Thinking of this, a look of regret appeared on Mo Fan's face.

"Unfortunately, I have only mastered the golden body art. It would be great if I mastered a few more peerless secrets. It would be better to have a practice—"

Thinking of this, Mo Fan shook his head.

It was pure luck to be able to discover the Golden Body Art.

Of course, identification is equally important.

If there is no identification technique, he will spend thousands of dollars to buy this junk.

Even if he was influenced by the film and television scene, he would probably choose the Tathagata Palm instead of the current Golden Body Art.

"Sure enough, strength and luck are indispensable—"

Mo Fan sighed.

Luck is to meet the old beggar.

Strength is identification.

While thinking about it, Mo Fan walked to Zhao Yong.

At this moment, Zhao Yong has regained consciousness.

Even so, he was still lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling reluctantly.

"Senior brother, the ground is cold, can I help you up?" Mo Fan extended a helping hand.

"Musang Kai, Wo Xiangjingjing—" He lost several teeth, and his speech leaked, and his intellect was inevitable.

"Uh, Jingjing is my friend. She is socially afraid and doesn't like to make friends. Don't hit her, or I will hit you." Mo Fan raised his fist with a golden light.

"Wu wu wu mud abandons people--" Zhao Yong burst into tears, tears streaming down his face.

Mo Fan looked at him with disgust and turned to leave.

"Okay, you continue to lie down."

After a while, Mo Fan walked to Yang Lin, the deacon of the outer sect, who was in charge of the assessment.

At this moment, Yang Lin stared blankly in place, as if he had lost his soul.

"Deacon Yang, the battle is over, can the results be announced now?" Mo Fan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

"Ah? Oh, yes, the battle is over, Mo, Mo, huh—"

Yang Lin took a deep breath, closed his eyes and slowed down for a while, finally calmed down and said in a loud voice.

"Zhao Yong was defeated, and Mo Fan passed the promotion assessment."

Concentrated, he continued:

"In this promotion assessment, a total of three handymen disciples passed, namely Yu Feifan, Xu Jing, and Mo Fan!"

As he spoke, Yang Lin took out jade bottles from his arms and handed them to the three of them.

"There are twenty spirit stones in the jade bottle, which are the rewards for this promotion assessment and the initial training materials after you enter the outer door."

It was only now that Xu Jing and Yu Feifan came back to their senses and took the jade bottle with joy.

"Thank you Deacon Yang!"

Yang Lin waved his hand, then took out three simple dark green tokens from his arms and handed them to the three of them.

"This is your identity card. After the formalities are completed, you can enter the outer door with the token in hand. At that time, someone will arrange everything for you."

After a pause, Yang Lin looked at Mo Fan and Xu Jing, and continued:

"The two of you have outstanding strength and excellent performance. You have completely defeated the examiners. I will report to the above and seek additional benefits for you."

Smiling, Yang Lin continued:

"It will take three days to complete the formalities. That is to say, the three of you need to go to the outer door after three days.

"In the past three days, you can also say goodbye to the House of Handyman.

"Get together with friends who have been with each other for many years, after all, there will be fewer opportunities to meet in the future.

"I still have something to do here, so I'll go back to the outer door first. You can all go away."

With a wave of his hand, Yang Lin turned and left.

His pace was a little hurried, and he didn't even care about Zhao Yong lying on the ground and Zhang Tong who was still unconscious.

There is no way, there are such two enchanting disciples from the House of Commons, and they must be reported as soon as possible!

Seeing Yang Lin's back disappear into the training room, Mo Fan turned around and looked at Xu Jing who was still a little dazed: "Let's go, it's time to go back to work."

"Okay, okay..." Xu Jing nodded.

However, she was stunned for a moment, and then quickly shook her head.

"Huh?" Mo Fan looked at her suspiciously.

"Pass and pass the promotion assessment, no need to work..." Xu Jing said.

Mo Fan smiled: "So that's the case, that's not bad, and the time to practice has increased."

Xu Jing:!!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ

You are too curly!

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at the same time.

A tall woman with delicate and beautiful features, her good figure was concealed by a loose round-neck knitted sweater, her slender legs were wrapped in blue tight jeans, and a woman dressed as an urban beauty appeared in front of the mountain gate of Yuxu Academy.

It was Mo Yingying.

She found the guard, the meaning of the name, and showed the simple-style trial token.

The moment he saw the token, the guard's expression changed greatly, he quickly put down his work, and led Mo Yingying towards the examination hall.