Mo Fan nodded and turned to leave the assessment room.

The examination went well.

The only fly in the ointment is that the results will come out the next day, and the merit points will be late.

In this way, he will also be able to break through to the Innate Realm tomorrow.

After a while, Mo Fan came to the next door.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a tall, short inch, wearing a black training suit, with a sharp look in his eyes, looking at a very energetic young man practicing boxing.

Mo Fan was a little surprised when he looked at the young man who practiced boxing.

The disciples of Yuxu Academy basically have long hair, and their dress style is closer to ancient times.

Even if this is not the case at the beginning, it will be assimilated over time.

The young man in front of him was special.

What makes Mo Fan even more puzzled is that this person has a long breath, and the boxing skills he practiced seem to be ordinary, but every punch has hidden murderous intentions and is extremely powerful.

"Looking at this power, it is at least a second-rate martial skill, but this cultivation base aura, it seems that it is not something that an outer disciple can achieve—"

With doubts, Mo Fan threw an appraisal technique in the past.

The virtual panel lit up, and the identification information of the short-term youth appeared.

[Xu Wei, a disciple of the inner sect of the Pill Dao Hall of Yuxu Academy, has a fifth-level cultivation base and is good at boxing. He is one of the leaders of the mission of returning to Longshan to collect herbs. 】

Seeing the identification information, Mo Fan was stunned.

"It turned out to be an inner disciple.

"It seems that the task of going out to collect medicine is more important, led by more than one inner disciple—"

While thinking about it, Mo Fan walked over and said hello.

Daoming's intention, Xu Wei frowned, stopped the drill, tidied up his collar, and walked towards Mo Fan.

He glanced at the time and said in surprise: "You completed the written test so quickly?"

"I write fast, may I ask if the actual combat assessment is Senior Brother you are responsible for?" Mo Fan asked.

Xu Wei: "..."

He was a little displeased, and felt that the guy in front of him was too exaggerated. Most of the written tests were blind answers, and it was a waste of time to come to the actual combat test.

But he didn't say much, turned around and walked to the corner, picked up the kettle and took a sip of water, then said:

"I am indeed the person in charge, but it is not me who will assess your actual combat. That guy has gone to the toilet and will come back in a while. You wait patiently."

He is a dignified master of the fifth level of foundation building, and tested it with you. Isn't that bullying children?

"Okay." Mo Fan nodded and waited patiently.

Five minutes later, a young man in his early twenties, with a medium build and wearing a white training suit, walked in.

Mo Fan was stunned when he saw the person coming, his eyes widened slightly.

Isn't that who...?

He suspected that he had read it wrong, and subconsciously threw an appraisal technique in the past.

[Zhao Yong, a disciple of the outer sect of Yuxu Academy, with a congenital fourth-level cultivation base, was lucky enough to grab a place for the battle strength test of this Pill Daotang medicine collection task, and he felt that he was very happy, and he was about to reach the peak of his life. 】

Looking at the identification information on the azure blue panel, Mo Fan was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that he would meet Zhao Yong during the promotion assessment again.

It is worth mentioning that.

This guy's injury seems to be healed.

And bravely and diligently, the cultivation base has broken through from the original innate third layer to the current innate fourth layer.

In addition, his luck is really good, once again grabbed this one-of-a-kind mission.

If you run over to be a test tool, you can get ten spirit stones in half a day at most.

If you can grab such a task every day, you will earn 300 spirit stones in a month, and you will make a fortune directly!

Of course, such tasks are too few to appear a few times a month.

And there are a lot of people who grab it, and if you can grab it once a month, you are lucky.

Like Zhao Yong, who grabbed it twice in just a few days, is simply the treatment of the protagonist in the novel.

Aware that Zhao Yong was walking in, Xu Wei stopped practicing his boxing again and said to him:

"Junior Brother Zhao, an appraiser is here, bring him to register the information and conduct the appraisal."

Hearing this, Zhao Yong was taken aback and blurted out:

"Completed the written test so early? Did you answer blindly? I guess it's because the question is too difficult, and I'm self-defeating-"

Before he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly shut his mouth, turned around embarrassingly, and looked at Mo Fan who was beside him.

"I'm not targeting you, I'm just being outspoken and telling the truth—"

However, halfway through the words again, Zhao Yong was stunned, and instantly petrified in place.

After a while, he took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Mo Fan again.

"Mom!" He screamed with an exaggerated expression, and subconsciously wanted to run away.

At this time, Xu Wei's puzzled voice came over:

"Junior Brother Zhao, why don't you stand still? Quickly bring him to register the information and go to assess the combat power."

"I, I, I, I—" Zhao Yong trembled, he hesitated.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Wei frowned, a little unhappy.

Why do I keep meeting some unreliable guys today?

Could this be a sign of something going wrong on the mission?

On the other side, Mo Fan smiled slightly and greeted Zhao Yong.

"Brother Zhao, long time no see."

Seeing this, Xu Wei frowned again, glanced at Zhao Yong, and reminded:

"Even if you are familiar, you can't release water. I will watch from the side. If you deliberately hide your strength, I will cancel your quest reward."

Zhao Yong: "..."

Why am I putting hair water on it?

Can't beat it at all!

He rubbed his eyebrows, looked at Xu Wei and said:

"Senior Brother Xu, I know Junior Brother Mo's strength. He does have innate combat power. We have learned from each other. Can this test be directly counted as passing him?"

Xu Wei looked at Zhao Yong like a fool: "What do you think?"

"Okay, okay—" Zhao Yong was helpless and could only nod his head.

But this time, he also calmed down, took a deep breath, looked at Mo Fan calmly, and said slowly:

"Junior Brother Mo, come with me to register the information." After speaking, he turned around and walked away, towards a computer in the corner.

Although Mo Fan is very strong.

But he is not the original Zhao Yong anymore.

After breaking through to the Innate Fourth Layer, his combat power has been greatly improved, and he can even defeat the original two himself.

He believes that in this state, there is hope to defeat Mo Fan!

No, it's not hope, it's certain!

He's going to be ashamed!

But he was also a little puzzled.

The original simple task, how can I encounter a pervert like Mo Fan again?

The assessment task of the Alchemy Hall only needs to test the assessors below the third level of the innate, to confirm whether they really have the innate combat power.

Those who are above the congenital third level are considered to be passed directly, and there is no need for assessment at all.

And now, he is at the fourth level of innate cultivation, and it can be said that he can deal with the warriors below the third level of innateness.

Such a task could not be simpler, it was all about picking up spirit stones!

But now, he met Mo Fan——

He remembered the last promotion assessment of the Handyman Academy, and he also wanted to pick up spirit stones.

However, I met Mo Fan.

As a result, I almost lost half my life, and all the spiritual stones I earned were spent on medicine pills to treat diseases!

Sin!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yong wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to die.

But soon, he adjusted.

"My cultivation base has broken through now, and my strength has greatly increased. This time I will definitely be able to fight back!"

After giving himself a boost, Zhao Yong helped Mo Fan to register the information, and then directly boarded the small martial arts stage beside him, and said slowly:

"Junior Brother Mo comes up to fight with me, and I will assess whether you have innate combat power based on your specific strength!"

"Okay." Mo Fan boarded the martial arts stage and said politely, "Brother Zhao, please."

Zhao Yong nodded, but he didn't dare to be too big. He quickly ran the Innate Astral Qi and stacked layers of armor for himself.

Then he snorted, stomped the ground with his feet, and slammed into Mo Fan like a cannonball.

However, he saw a bunch of dazzling golden light blooming like a big sun.

With a muffled bang, he felt as if he had been hit by a truck, his chest collapsed slightly, and he flew out in an instant, before landing a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With a click, Zhao Yong fell outside the Yanwu stage.

His clothes were stained red with blood, hot tears streamed from the corners of his eyes, and he stared at the ceiling with a hopeless expression.

"Why, why, I broke through the cultivation base, why didn't I become stronger?"

He was puzzled.

He has clearly broken through.

Why can't he stop Mo Fan's punch?

Is the breakthrough two days ago just an illusion?

When Zhao Yong was confused, Mo Fan jumped off the ring, walked over and said apologetically, "Sorry, it just so happened that I also became stronger."

Zhao Yong: "???"

"You, you, you, me, me, me—"

In the end, Zhao Yong tilted his head and fainted.

Mo Fan: "..."

Is this guy too fake?

"Jin, King Kong Fist?" On the other side, Xu Wei was also stunned, stunned in place for a long time without regaining his senses.

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