Landing in the Fantastic World

Mu Yu shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

Suddenly thought of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured: "Since you have come to Huiyue City, why don't you go to the hall."

Huiyue City, Tianxuan Gate points.

A middle-aged man with a fat body and a greasy face was sitting on a master chair, shaking a cattail fan, extremely lazy.

Below him, there are two teenagers and a girl who are undergoing the sect assessment.

Among them, the boy in blue walked to the dynamometer and squatted down slightly.

He took a deep breath, activated the spiritual power in his body, and then punched suddenly, hitting the dynamometer.

A series of numbers immediately jumped out on the dynamometer, "1105".

"Too weak, next."

The middle-aged fat man was lying on the master's chair, he didn't even stand up, he just glanced casually out of the corner of his eye, and then showed contempt at the corner of his mouth.

After hearing the words "too weak", the boy in blue couldn't help showing bitterness on his face.

At this time, another noble boy in a red dress came up and knocked on the dynamometer with a casual blow.

"339".

A number much lower than that of the previous boy jumped out immediately on the dynamometer.

But to my surprise, the middle-aged fat man didn't even look at it, and said: "The strength is qualified, let's take the next test."

"Why? This...is not fair!"

The blue-clothed boy before showed a look of indignation, and the fist strength of this noble boy was less than one-third of his.

Why is the noble boy qualified, but he is not qualified.

"Why?"

At this time, the middle-aged fat man lying on the master's chair slowly opened his eyes, showing a mocking look, "I am doing things in Tianxuanmen, do I need to explain to you? Get out!"

The blue-clothed boy's face was blue and red at this time, his fists were clenched tightly, and anger and unwillingness welled up in his heart.

At this time, the last girl also walked up to the dynamometer, stretched out her fist, and slammed lightly on the dynamometer, and a number "1699" jumped out of the dynamometer instantly.

"Oh?"

There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the middle-aged fat man. He had never met an examination disciple whose fist strength reached 1699 in the past year.

However, he touched a gold card presented to him by the father of the noble boy, and immediately suppressed the love for talents in his heart.

After all, there is only one Tianxuanmen disciple quota left this month, and this quota can only be given to that noble boy.

"Unqualified for strength, eliminated." The middle-aged man announced without emotion.

The girl was also stunned for a moment, and then her pretty face was also full of anger.

This middle-aged fat man is so blind, or it shows that he is blatantly favoring that noble boy.

"Why are you two still standing there? Get lost!"

Seeing that the two eliminated boys and girls still refused to leave, the middle-aged fat man drove them away.

"It turns out that Tianxuanmen is so recruiting, no wonder they are all a bunch of idiots."

At this time, a faint voice came in from outside the door.

"Who dares to come to my Tianxuan Sect to be rampant!"

The middle-aged fat man was extremely angry when he heard that someone belittled Tianxuanmen so much in front of him.

He has been in Huiyue City for so many years, and no one has dared to be so disrespectful to him.

"I'm Jia Ming, a disciple of Wuliangzong, and I'm here to experience the strength of the masters of Tianxuanmen. I hope I won't be too disappointed."

Mu Yu's figure slowly walked into the Tianxuanmen hall.

"A disciple of the Immeasurable Sect?"