After the man finished speaking, the hundreds of branch family disciples finally stopped quarreling.
Following behind the man, they passed through the stone door, followed the mountain path, and entered a stone palace deep within the mountain range.
This stone palace was ancient and majestic.
A divine willow totem was carved on the wall using an unknown jade stone. It was at least thirty meters tall.
The willow branches were translucent, dancing in the wind, covering the sky and piercing through the demons in the sky.
The interior of the stone palace was extremely spacious.
At the end of the hall, there were wooden stakes the size of a human.
The surface of the wooden pile was made extremely flat and smooth, without the slightest indentation.
If Lin Buzheng's guess was right, these wooden stakes should be related to the family's examination.
In the next moment, the branch family disciples lined up under the deacon's orders.
From front to back, they checked their identities, filled in their information, and prepared for the first round of examination.
Lin Buzheng, Fatty Lin, and the other Yong Ning City disciples were at the end of the line, waiting for the branch family disciples to finish their examination before it was their turn.
After a period of time, the exam master finally arrived.
It was an old man with white hair and beard. He received the information of the branch family disciples from the deacon and nodded to the crowd.
"Welcome, genius disciples of the branch family. The first examination is about to begin. Before the test begins, this old man will first explain the test rules to you. "
The first examination was simple. The disciples had to use all their strength to attack the wooden stakes.
As long as they left a mark on the wooden stakes, they would pass the examination.
The deeper the mark, the better the result.
"As long as you leave a mark on the wooden stakes, you will pass the examination."
"This examination should be simple, right?"
Some of the branch family disciples whispered among themselves, looking at the wooden stakes with confidence.
"Hmph, what do you know."
"This is a wooden stake from a hundred year iron tree, it's extremely hard. You would need at least ten thousand kilograms of force to leave a mark on it."
In the next moment, a branch family disciple who knew the rules snorted in disdain, causing the crowd to gasp.
One had to know that the majority of the branch family disciples here were only at the fifth to eighth stage of qi path.
Correspondingly, his strength was around five thousand to eight thousand pounds.
Taking into account the enhancement of his bloodline ability and the enhancement of his cultivation technique, he could barely exert the effect of ten thousand kilograms.
If his performance was slightly off, he might not be able to pass the first test.
The Main House's entrance examination was indeed abnormal!
"Now, I announce the start of the assessment!"
"First, Lin Changchong!"
Before the exam master finished his sentence, a handsome young man walked out from the front of the group. He stopped three feet away from the wooden pole, took a deep breath, and threw out a punch.
There was a loud bang!
The Martial True Qi on the surface of the young man's fist condensed into the image of a raging bull, roaring toward the sky. With a boundless tyrannical aura, it smashed toward the wooden dummy!
"This is … the Raging Bull Fist!"
The Raging Bull Fist was a compulsory body-refining technique for all the disciples of the Lin family. It could be said that everyone in the family knew about it.
Therefore, the moment the young man punched, all the Lin family disciples recognized this fist technique.
"It's useless!"
Lin Buzheng lightly shook his head.
With one look, he could tell that this person had only trained the Raging Bull Fist to the great success stage. His cultivation was even lower, having just broken through to the fifth stage of qi path. His strength was around five thousand pounds, it was impossible for him to leave a mark on the wooden pole.
"How could this be …"
In the next moment, the young man moved his right fist away from the wooden pole, his expression ugly.
Just as Lin Buzheng had expected, Lin Changchong's punch did not leave a mark on the wooden pole.
"Hmph, low cultivation, poor cultivation technique, no wonder you can't even pass the first test!"
A dark-skinned young man in the crowd sneered.
Just as the young man had said, the low cultivation disciples did not have enough strength. They had to borrow the power of a high ranked cultivation technique to leave a mark on the wooden pole.
However, this disciple's cultivation was low, and the cultivation technique he practiced was the most basic Raging Bull Fist. Naturally, he could not leave a mark on the wooden pole and pass the first test.
Lin Buzheng looked at this person, his brows slightly furrowed.
Although this person's words were reasonable, his tone was extremely harsh. He had even mocked Fatty Lin, appearing extremely arrogant.
However, this person's martial aura was extremely powerful, reaching the peak of the seventh stage of qi path. His cultivation was the highest among all the disciples present.
"Lin Changchong, fail."
"Next, Lin Qingxue."
Lin Changchong retreated with a face full of shame. A beautiful girl walked out from the crowd, walked to the side of a new wooden pole, and with a clear shout, struck out with her palm.
Rumble!
Lin Qingxue's palm technique was elegant, her figure light, and her palm heavily imprinted on the surface of the wooden pole.
"Success!"
Lin Qingxue's face was filled with joy.
On the wooden pole, a shallow palm print could be clearly seen.
This palm print was light and shallow, if one did not look closely, it would be impossible to distinguish it.
However, according to the test rules, Lin Qingxue had passed the first test.
"Not bad!"
The exam elder nodded to Lin Qingxue with a smile.
Lin Qingxue's cultivation was only of the sixth stage of qi path, and she was also a girl, so her strength was definitely less than ten thousand pounds.
However, in this palm strike, she added a trace of skillful force, similar to the Ferocious Tiger Three Styles that Lin Buzheng cultivated. It secretly contained the power to break through defense, which was why she was able to leave a shallow palm print on the incomparably solid surface of the ironwood stump.
"Heh, this girl's strength is not good, but her looks are not bad."
"Yours Truly has a set of extremely powerful skills here with me. After the examination, come to Yours Truly and let Yours Truly teach you alone. What do you say, lass?"
Just then, an extremely vulgar voice arose from the crowd.
It was none other than the dark-skinned young man who had just mocked Lin Changchong.
Hearing this, Lin Qingxue glanced at the young man. Although her brows were furrowed and her gaze was as sharp as a knife, she did not speak.
Obviously, Lin Qingxue had also noticed that the latter's cultivation level was much higher than hers.
Therefore, even though he was teased, he didn't make a sound.
"Next!"
The exam elder expressionlessly signaled for the test to continue.
Following that, a few branch disciples were eliminated, but more people advanced and passed the test.
Of the disciples who passed the test, the strongest ones could only leave a mark half a finger deep on the wooden pole.
From this, it could be seen how difficult this test was.
However, no matter if the branch disciples passed or not, the dark-skinned young man was always on the side, making comments.
For a moment, everyone at the scene was extremely disgusted with this person.
If it wasn't for the fact that this person had a high cultivation level, he would have been beaten up by the disciples at the scene.
"Next, Lin Fei-yan!"
Before the exam elder's voice faded, the dark-skinned young man immediately strode out from the group and laughed, "Fuck, it's finally my turn!"
"I'll let you bunch of trash see what a real master is!"
Before his voice faded, he strode in front of the wooden pole and raised his right palm. With a crack, a finger deep palm print was left on the wooden pole!
"Haha, you bunch of trash, did you see that?"
"This is a real master!"
"Try to figure it out and learn!"
Lin Fei-yan laughed arrogantly, his tone proud.
Everyone gasped when they saw this.
The way they looked at the former changed.
The wooden pole used for the test was made from a hundred year old iron tree. It was extremely hard and required a force of ten thousand pounds to leave a mark on the wooden pole.
In the previous tests, the strongest branch disciples could only leave a palm print half a finger deep on the wooden pole.
But now, the palm print that Lin Feiyan had left on the wooden stake had shockingly reached the depth of a finger.
From this, it could be seen that Lin Fei-yan's strength was much stronger than theirs.
Who would have thought that there would be such a powerful master among the branch disciples!
"Next, Lin Buzheng!"
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