"If you want to sign up for the recruitment, come to me!"

The voice of the steward of the Holy Emperor Palace, "White Sword", fell, but there was no reaction in the bustling crowd at the scene.

No one stepped forward to sign up.

Seeing this, Bai Jian was not surprised at all - after all, to sign up for the recruitment of relatives, he must at least have the strength of the king level, and he must not be too old.

In the Chilie Mansion, although there are many king-level masters, there are not many who meet the age requirements.

"No one wants to sign up?"

Bai Jian glanced around, his tone tinged with some disdain.

Bai Jian is not the steward of the Holy Emperor Branch Hall of the Chilie Mansion, but from the main hall of the Holy Emperor Palace! As a member of the giant-level forces of the Divine Domain, Bai Jian's identity is transcendent, and he already looks down on the gods of the "rural place" of the Chilie Mansion; now that no one has signed up, he naturally despises the gods of these rural places more and more.

And Bai Jian's own sense of superiority became stronger and stronger, and he said in his heart: "A small place, it's just a small place in the end!" In our Holy Emperor City, as soon as the news of recruiting relatives was announced, there was an endless stream of king-level masters who signed up. And in this Chilie Mansion, there is no one who has signed up for half a day!"

At this time, Xu Ming finally figured out the requirements for signing up for relatives.

He parted the crowd, walked towards Bai Jian, and shouted, "I'll sign up!"

Someone sign up!

Immediately, the eyes of the audience were all cast towards Xu Ming. However, when they saw Xu Ming's cultivation, everyone was a little surprised.

"Silver Moon Ten Pins?"

"It's not the king level, but the silver moon ten grades—— is it, this silver moon ten grades, think that he has the strength comparable to the king level?"

The clone that Xu Ming is acting on now is his ancient cultivator clone, and it is also the highest clone that Xu Ming cultivates, reaching the "Silver Moon Ten Grades".

However, because his cultivation was not at the king level, Xu Ming naturally aroused everyone's doubts.

"Oh, you want to sign up?" Bai Jian glanced at Xu Ming and sneered disdainfully, "Your cultivation is too low, you are not qualified to register!"

"Huh?"

Xu Ming's face sank - no qualifications?

Xu Ming said coldly: "In terms of the requirements for registration, there is no requirement for cultivation, only for strength—— although my cultivation is low, but my strength has reached the king level, why can't I sign up?"

"The strength has reached the king level?" Bai Jian sneered, "Do you have the strength of the king level, can't I see it?—— I said that you are not qualified to register, you are not qualified to register!"

"Heh!" Xu Ming was amused by Bai Jian's words, "You said that I am not qualified to register, so I am not qualified to register?"

Xu Ming felt that he might need to show his strength a little.

"That's nature!" Bai Jian sneered, "Why are you standing here stupidly, why don't you hurry up and get down?"

Get lost?

Xu Ming smiled.

Smiled brightly.

How long has it been since no one dared to talk to Xu Ming like this?

"I think, I should be able to prove my strength!" Xu Ming said coldly.

"Proof what?" Bai Jian scolded impatiently, "You shit, are you annoying? I said that you are not qualified, you just get out of here, don't you just have to stand here and waste my time?"

Rubbish?

Hearing these two words, Xu Ming knew that he had made up his mind about this face—— since the other party was so shameless, then he would give this face a good beating.

"Not ...... yet"

Before Bai Jian's word "roll" could be spoken, he saw a palm shadow and slammed it towards him.

The palm shadow is as ghostly as a ghost, as fast as lightning.

The white sword was horrified, and subconsciously even wanted to resist. However, as soon as he reacted, his body didn't have time to start, and the slap had already arrived!

Syllable!!!

Crisp slap sound!

"What a familiar feel, I haven't experienced it for a while!" Xu Ming felt the feeling of slapping his palm, and said secretly in his heart.

"You ......" Bai Jian was stunned, "You dare to ...... Pump me?"

The originally noisy onlookers were also dumb and silent at this time.

One by one, the onlookers thought in disbelief:

"The steward of the Holy Emperor Hall from the main hall was drawn ......"

"This Silver Moon Ten Pin's shot is so fast!

"However, even if he has the strength of a king, he dares to beat the steward of the Holy Emperor Palace, this is too arrogant, right?"

"Yes! This Silver Moon Ten Pins is too arrogant and impulsive!"

......

"Pumping you?" Xu Ming was full of disdain, "I just want to prove that I have the strength of the king level—— I think now, I have already proved it, right?"

"Prove a fart!" Bai Jian was just slapped in the face, angry and annoyed, and subconsciously shouted.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong wind on the other side of his face.

Syllable!

The other side of the white sword's face was also imprinted with a bright red palm print.

"You ......" Bai Jian was furious.

However, Xu Ming just asked lightly, "Now, can you prove my strength?"

"You ......" Bai Jian's eyes were red.

And the slap print on his face, the same red!

"You're looking for !! death"

Rumble!!!

The momentum on the white sword's body exploded, and the powerful aura and coercion of the king-level master were undoubtedly displayed.

"Take your life!!" The white sword, which was overwhelmed by anger, pounced on Xu Ming with a fierce momentum.

However, his momentum is just beginning to grow......

Syllable!

It was another slap - it seemed ordinary, but it was unavoidable and unstoppable and fell on Bai Jian's face, directly pumping his momentum no longer turbulent.

Xu Ming still said the same thing: "Now, can you prove my strength?"

Three slaps in a row finally calmed down the white sword.

Bai Jian had to admit that Xu Ming had the strength of the king level! Moreover, among the king level, he was not weak; at least, he was stronger than his white sword!

"It's too arrogant!" The onlookers exclaimed, "This is the most arrogant Silver Moon Ten Rank I've ever seen......!"

"Arrogance is arrogance! However, his strength is indeed strong!"

"Yes, this white sword steward has been beaten so hard that he doesn't dare to fight back!"

......

The discussion of the onlookers and the strange gazes made Bai Jian feel ashamed and annoyed.

"You ......" Bai Jian looked at Xu Ming with hatred and fear.

"Let's talk about it quickly, now, can I prove that I have the strength of the king level?—— if I still can't prove it, then I'll prove it again!"

Prove it again, it's to draw another white sword!

"Boy, do you know what the consequences of offending the Holy Emperor Hall are?" Bai Jian shouted inwardly.

Offending the Holy Emperor's Temple?

Xu Ming sneered: "You still can't represent the Holy Emperor Palace......! If you don't tell me if I can prove myself, then I'll have to keep proving it!"

As he spoke, Xu Ming raised his slap again. The meaning of threat in the language is self-evident.