Bang bang bang!

With a roar, a pitch-black stone tablet slowly rose and stood in front of everyone.

"This stele you see is a martial spirit stele. When the time comes, what you have to do is to unleash your strongest attack on it. Mu Qilang said.

"Great Elder, what if one accidentally shatters the Martial Spirit Monument?" A humble man scratched his head and asked with a sneer.

Mu Qi tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a disdainful expression: "If you have the ability to smash the Martial Spirit Monument, just smash it." When the time comes, the sect will not only not blame you, but will also reward you. ”

The honest man's eyes lit up, and he was ready to go. "Really? Then I can let go of my hands and feet. ”

Mu Qi looked disdainful, the Martial Spirit Tablet was the hardest ore in heaven and earth, even if it was the sect master, there was no way to smash it, let alone these newcomers who had not dried up.

"Then let's start with you." He raised his hand and pointed and said lightly, "Try smashing it." ”

"Great!!" The honest man shook his arm, his eyes lit up with fierce fighting intent, and his body also exuded a yellow light. "Eat me, Split Mountain Fist!!"

He clenched his fists, concentrated all the soul power in his body on his fists, and then slammed into the martial spirit monument.

However, this punch slammed on the martial spirit monument, but it disappeared instantly, as if it was lightly touched on it.

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at this unharmed martial spirit monument in a daze.

They could clearly feel the posture of the honest man just now, and if there was no accident with this punch, even the stone could be shattered.

However, when it landed on the Wuling Monument, there was no movement at all.

"How so?!" The honest man was stunned for a moment, unconvinced, and wanted to do it again.

"That's enough." Mu Qi stopped the honest man and said indifferently: "Martial Spirit Monument, it's not your weak fist that can shatter it. And, your test results are out. ”

"What?" The honest man looked confused, and he couldn't figure out the situation.

"Your strength is domineering, but your stamina is insufficient, although you like to fight with your bare hands, but you are not suitable for the boxing sect. My advice is to join the Sword Sect. ”

"No, I'm going to join the Fist Sect." The honest man frowned, and said stubbornly: "Only by killing the enemy with bare hands is a real man." ”

"Heh, then you can stand down. As for whether the five elders want to accept you, it depends on your luck. With a wave of his hand, Mu Qi shook the honest man away.

"Next."

As the tests were carried out one after the other, it didn't take long for most of them to come up with their own results.

Some people are suitable for the Sword Sect, some people are suitable for the Dan Sect, and some people are suitable for the Boxing Sect and so on. It's just that this is just a suggestion given by the test results, and it depends on personal wishes which sect to choose.

Of course, anyone who is smart will choose according to the advice.

Because of personal preferences, often with subjective emotions, it is easy to go the wrong way and do nothing from then on.

"Chen Duyu, you come."

Mu Qi glanced at Chen Duyu, perhaps because of Luo Ziyan, he paid more attention to this young man.

What's more, his qualifications are not bad, he is a green martial spirit, and he is still the person who passed the second assessment in the shortest time except for Luo Ziyan.

Although this is someone brought back by the three elders, if you can accept a disciple with good qualifications, why not?

He's a man with a sword.