Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2219
Mo Xian slept very comfortably this time, and when he woke up, it was already morning two days later.

After he got up, he found that Wang Peng was actually sleeping on the ground, and immediately slipped away in embarrassment.

It was the time of sunrise, breathing the cold air, Mo Xian only felt extremely comfortable.

He has also completely changed, without the slightest slump from that day.

Of course, he didn't completely forget it, but it was good to hide some things deep in his heart, and there was no need to show them.

These things will slowly simmer over time, and one day they will explode completely.

Mo Xian took a deep breath of the cold air, glanced at the sky, and immediately walked in one direction.

Through which books, he is already familiar with the situation of Beihuang Temple.

He is now a new disciple, but to truly become a disciple, he still needs to pass a test.

And this so-called test came from another senior brother.

Not long after, Mo Xian came to a huge square.

At this time, there were already many Beihuangdian disciples doing morning exercises, and Mo Xian's arrival immediately caused a commotion.

"Look, Mo Xian is here."

"So fast, he probably came to accept the test."

"Now he is a one-star Martial Ancestor, what's so strange about it?"

Amidst the discussion, Mo Xian walked slowly to the square, cupped his fists and said, "Brothers, today I want to truly become a disciple of Beihuang Palace."

Although it was expected, when Mo Xian said it, the surroundings still became quiet.

"You should know what you are facing."

After a while, an older martial artist came out and said.

"Understood!" Mo Xian nodded. The so-called test was just asking him to walk from one side of the square to the other.

And when he passed, everyone here would attack together, and he could only defend or be beaten.

This test is very strange, but it seems to have survived like a tradition.

"If that's the case, then you should get ready." The elder martial artist nodded, and at the same time winked to the side.

Several disciples rushed out immediately, all with strange expressions on their faces.

Mo Xian meditated cross-legged. Although it was just a formality, he had to go all out.

And while he was meditating, disciples from the Beihuang Palace kept rushing over from around.

"Hurry up, Junior Brother Mo Xian is about to break through. If we don't do it then, I'm afraid we won't have a chance in the future."

"That's right, with Junior Brother Mo Xian's talent, I'm afraid he will soon become a direct disciple. If we hit him today, we can go out and brag in the future."

Hearing the discussions around him, the corner of Mo Xian's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Wasn't it just a formality to say yes, no matter how you look at it, everyone is so serious.

"Junior brother, can we start?" Not long after, everyone asked in succession, seeming a little impatient.

Mo Xian stood up bravely, and when he saw the blackness, he immediately took a deep breath.

Although the strength of these people is basically lower than that of Wu Zong, he can explain to each of them once they come, which is different from what he expected.

"Brother, why are there so many people? Isn't it just a formality, just to increase the relationship between brothers and sisters?" Mo Xian asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, you are different. And the rule is, you have to accept the attacks of as many people as there are here." Everyone laughed and even started gearing up.

"Uh, I ask all senior brothers to be merciful." Mo Xian was helpless.

"Don't worry, we all understand the rules." Everyone smiled maliciously.

Hearing this, Mo Xian couldn't help but shudder, why did he always feel a little unreal.

Soon, the so-called tests began.

After Mo Xian stepped into the square, the eyes of all the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall suddenly started to shine.

"Junior brother Mo Xian has come in, hurry up and greet him well, I'll come first, you guys follow."

Amidst the cheers, several attacks roared out, facing Mo Xian directly.

"Didn't you say you're merciful?" Mo Xian was speechless for a moment. Judging from these attacks, the other party obviously didn't want to make him feel better.

But this is also normal, although it has made him too dazzling recently.

Moreover, his strength can no longer be judged by ordinary new disciples. Of course, these Beihuangdian disciples should take the opportunity to rectify him, otherwise they may not have the opportunity in the future.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, the so-called assessment started completely.

"Hurry up, don't let Junior Brother Mo Xian pass by easily."

"Here, here, he wants to break out from here."

"Stop him!"

For a moment, the whole square exploded.

Hearing what those senior brothers said, Mo Xian always felt that he was being targeted.

But since this is the case, he will naturally not be polite. Although he can't attack, no one says he can't force his way in.

He urged the silver thunder body in the sky, and it was like a beast, shuttling among the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall.

Originally, no one would deliberately block his way, he just needs to pass through the attack.

However, this time seems to be a little different.

Seeing those standing in front of him, Mo Xian smiled lightly, and then his legs suddenly exerted force, and his whole body immediately slammed into it like a meteorite moving at high speed.

"boom!"

Amidst a tooth-piercing collision sound, those who blocked Mo Xian were immediately knocked out.

Seeing such a scene, everyone gasped. Mo Xian didn't even use his hands, and he knocked those good players away.

Next, all the disciples became more cautious. If they did not have considerable strength, they would not dare to confront Mo Xian head-on.

Mo Xian's speed was very fast, and he broke into the middle of the square in a few minutes.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing, just let him go so easily, we don't want to lose face." Some people shouted.

"That's right, Junior Brother Mo Xian is not an ordinary person, don't be polite, big guy, work hard."

The corner of Mo Xian's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart as he watched the warriors swarming in, he was just provoking someone.

But this also aroused his competitive spirit, you won't let me pass, I just want to pass.

Thinking like this, Mo Xian let out a low shout, and his figure quickly shuttled through the crowd like a ghost.

"Bang bang..."

A series of attacks landed behind Mo Xian, smashing the square until it trembled.

Of course, many attacks fell on Mo Xian, but they were all resisted by him.

After several more minutes like this, Mo Xian finally came to the edge of the square, and was about to go out.

"It's over, it passed so quickly, I thought it would take at least an hour." All the disciples looked at each other, their faces full of helplessness and frustration.

At this time, another group of people appeared in front of Mo Xian, and the leader was Han Ling'er.

"Tsk tsk, it's so lively, how could you miss your little senior sister." Han Ling'er looked at Mo Xian and smiled maliciously.

"Little sister, it's just a formality, you don't have to do it yourself." Mo Xian said helplessly, it seems that the people Han Linger brought were not simple.

(End of this chapter)