Detective Resurrection, Finding the Future of Women

Detective Resurrection, Finding the Future of Women
The gap is too big? (Both again)


"Defeat the outer disciple of the Xiantian realm behind me, and you will pass the test."


Hearing the words of the tall middle-aged man, Mo Fan focused and glanced at him.


Immediately, the virtual panel lit up, and identification information appeared.


[Yang Lin, the outer gate deacon of Yuxu Academy, the sixth level foundation building, cold-faced and warm-hearted, kind-hearted, fond of hoeing the strong and helping the weak right.


Seeing this identification information, Mo Fan could not help but be surprised.


"I don't expect Deacon Yang to look fierce, but he's a good person."


While thinking about it, Mo Fan identified the two people behind Yang Lin.


The first one was the one to the left of Yang Lin, with a medium body and wearing a white training suit.


[Zhao Yong, an outer disciple of Yuxu Academy, three innate cultivations right.


Mo Fan: "???"


Seeing this identification information, Mo Fan frowned.


Isn't this a bit difficult for a strong man?


Generally speaking, when a handyman disciple had just entered Xiantian, he would apply for a promotional appraisal.


After all, after birth, if you want to go further, you need to use the resources of the outer door.


There were even many people who started to apply for promotional appraisals when their cultivation base was only at the peak of the forging body.


But whether it was an innate cultivation base or a handyman disciple at the peak of the forging body cultivation base, it was clearly impossible to be the opponent of an innate third level outer sect disciple.


After all, opponents not only have a higher cultivation base than you, but also master more advanced martial arts, martial arts, and fighting skills.


Under such circumstances, how many apprentice craftsmen could pass the outer door promotion assessment?


Just when Mo Fan was confused, Yang Lin's voice rang.


He pointed to Zhang Tong, who was slightly bloated and was wearing a black training suit to his right.


"Of course, under normal circumstances, you only need to fight against Zhang Tong, and you don't have to actually defeat him. As long as you show good combat effectiveness, you will pass."


After speaking, he pointed to Zhao Yong on his left and said:


"Zhao Yong is stronger than Zhang Tong. He would only take action when Zhang Tong had completely lost his ability to fight."


Hearing this, Mo Fan immediately glanced at Zhang Tong.


The virtual panel lit up, and Zhang Tong's identification information quickly appeared.


[Zhang Tong, a disciple from the outer sect of Yuxu Academy, was born with a first-rate cultivation right.


Seeing this, Mo Fan let out a sigh of relief.


It was indeed rather difficult to defeat the Innate Triple Layer.


If it's heavy, it's no big deal.


At the same time, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.


"Now you guys, in the following order from left to right to front.


"yeah!


"Yu Feifei!


"Wu Jiangming!


"Yang Yi!


"Xu Jing's!


"Mo Fan!"


Some people immediately arranged for.


Yang Lin glanced at a few people and said lightly:


"Yes, there are actually six people who signed up for the promotional appraisal this month, and they are very motivated!"


Speaking of this, he averted his words and continued to stare at Mo Fan and Xu Jing, and continued with a cold face.


"Of course, some people seem to be newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers.


“I want to remind you here that if you've seen the gap, don't be afraid of embarrassment when fighting, just admit defeat.


"It is better to lose life than to lose life."


As soon as these words came out, the people who ate the melon were confused.


What the hell's going on?


Could it be that there was another artisan disciple below the peak of Forging Body, who had submitted a promotional appraisal outside of his own strength?


Under normal circumstances, one could apply for a promotion appraisal if the cultivation base had broken through to the seventh level of Body Forging.


However, the people who came to participate in the promotion appraisal were basically all apprentice cultivators with peak body cultivation and innate cultivation.


After all, the content of his assessment was to fight against outer disciples with innate cultivation.


Boxing without eyes, not just talking.


In fact, a disciple from the peak of forging body cultivation was a handyman who could pass the promotion test and be considered a fighting genius.


Not many people like that in a year.


Just when everyone was confused, Xu Jing quickly lowered her head, so nervous that she trembled.


"Don't be afraid, you who have managed to cultivate the Jueying Sword can already be considered a first-rate fighting genius, and it's no big deal to defeat an ordinary Xiantian first-rate warrior."


“Ya.” Hearing Mo Fan's words, Xu Jing nodded and felt much more peaceful.


At the same time, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.


"Finally, let me introduce the power of testers.


"Ye Hu, innate first-rate cultivation.


"Yu Feifei, was innately cultivated at the first level.


"Wu Jiangming, the peak of the forging body was rebuilt.


"Yang Yi, forging a peak body cultivation base.


"Xu Jing, the Seventh Stage of Body Forging Cultivation!


"Mo Fan, the Seventh Stage of Body Forging!"


When Yang Lin introduced the first few people, everyone behaved normally.


Even if there were two appraisers who were at the peak of Body Forging, they were not surprised.


But when Xu Jing and Mo Fan were introduced, everyone opened their mouths and their eyes were bigger than cows.


"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my ears?"


"Fuck up! The seventh layer of Forging Body came to participate in the promotional appraisal?! Is this crazy?"


"Are there any mistakes, there is actually a seven level Forge Body Appraiser ?!"


"Both ... are they here to die?"


"Or is his brain not very smart?"


"Uh, I guess they were invited by the school to enhance the show-effect"


Some people were shocked and some complained, but they all felt that the seventh level of Body Forging in the promotion appraisal was somewhat outrageous.


"Is there any chance that they are top geniuses and can fight outside the ranks?" Someone guessed bravely.


"No way! It's absolutely impossible! There must be a person who defeats innate cultivation with a seventh-tier forging body! But that's not possible in a handyman!"


“Nonsense, how could such a genius come to the handyman's house?” Everyone thought about it, and they all agreed with this point of view.


"Haha, no wonder Deacon Yang said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. It turned out that two people who couldn't recognize him applied for the assessment ..."


Mo Fan: "..."


Xu Jing: (once||) ⁇


Just as everyone was complaining, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.


"Now, Ye Hu and Zhang Tong are out!


"The others retreated with me to the edge of the martial arts platform!"


After a while, only Ye Hu and Zhang Tong were left in the center of Yanwutai.


Yang Lin raised his hand, pointed to the wooden shelf with all kinds of weapons beside him, and said:


"You can pick a weapon you know, and start fighting on your own after a while."


Neither Ye Hu nor Zhang Tong had ever practiced any weapon-related martial arts, so they started the actual battle with a few simple and polite sentences.


“Be careful, I won't show mercy!” Zhang Tong shouted, clenched his fists, and crashed into Ye Hu.


Immediately, there was a strong wind, rolling air waves, and its power was terrifying.


Ye Hu was not afraid of this, he snorted sullenly, fused his five fingers into the palm, and greeted Zhang Tong.


Suddenly, the two of them fought together, and a powerful Astral Qi instantly tore through the marble floor.


Soon, the sand rolled and the dust flew.


The battle lasted for a full quarter hour.


Just when Ye Hu was beaten and retreated, he spewed blood, his expression listless, and his heart full of despair, Yang Lin's voice sounded.


"The power gap is too big, and his judgment failed."


When the voice fell, Zhang Tong stopped attacking.


After stretching, he closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the next examiner.


On the other hand, Ye Hu's legs were weak, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, and fell on the rocks with his head raised.