Zi Yang stood with his hands behind his back, watching the people who were about to leave without saying much. Not long after, eight or nine people had already stood up, leaving only Ye Ping and three others who chose to stay where they were. Looking around, those who withdrew seemed to be obviously stronger than these people. Among them, there were several eighth-grade peaks, and they were about twenty years old.

Apart from Ye Ping, the other two people are not strong and even have seventh-level realm. Although they may have both vassal status in Tianxuan, they are just a group of small characters in the Great Wei Dynasty and are not in the middle of the line. Even the servants in the Prince's Mansion have this level of cultivation. They are just younger, that's all.

Zi Yangzhi gave a few instructions to the people around him, and then a few disciples from Yin Futang came out.

"Since you have chosen to withdraw, it is not easy for me to keep you. After all, the path of cultivation still focuses on fate. It is not only your fate, but also our Yin Fu Hall. If you want to leave, it is only because of the fate between you. Well, this matter has been revealed. I hope you can have a good place in the future. Piaomiao Sect is not the only choice."

Zi Yangzhi seemed to be very open-minded and did not sarcastically in language. He turned around and said, "Xiao Qi, take them out of the mountain gate and treat them well. If you encounter someone who is not rich, give them some more."

A disciple of the ninth level of the realm walked out and nodded to everyone, "Come with me, I'll take you away."

Although this Xiao Qi is at the peak of the ninth grade, he is over 20 years old when he broke through, so he is not qualified to enter the ranks of core disciples. The words on his chest are just the word "man". But even so, he can feel his powerful aura. If he really fights, he may not be his opponent.

Everyone bowed slightly to Zi Yangzhi, and still felt relieved. They were actually very worried, afraid that Yin Futang would make things difficult for them. After all, according to the rules, since they chose to come to Piaomiao Sect and entered the assessment space, they were considered half of the people here, so they could not do not follow the rules. They could not come and leave as soon as they say they were.

Fortunately, they still have the opportunity to leave and choose a new sect, and they have a lot of favorable feelings for Yin Futang.

But in Ye Ping's opinion, he still frowned.

Because the Yin Futang gave him a little too Buddhist feeling. In fact, before he came to the sect of the Great Wei Dynasty, he had always had a very longing for this place. Although the entire Piaomiao Sect gave him the feeling of being a human fairyland, the Yin Futang seemed a little too lifeless and lifeless. It seemed that he really gave up on himself here.

Zi Yangzhi turned around and looked at the three remaining people, and his expression did not change much. He nodded slightly, "Very good, next is the second round of assessment. This year's questions... Well, my master has specially advised me that if you can support three moves in my hands, you can stay. Well, there are only a few of you, who will come first?"

The two people who were originally stayed felt that even if they withdrew from Yin Futang, they would not have much hope to enter other sects in the future. Because their strength is not strong, one is the seventh grade and the other is the most common existence in the Great Wei Dynasty. So they bit the bullet and stayed there, and at least they had the chance to become disciples of the orthodox sect.

But when he heard the content of the assessment, he couldn't help but look puzzled. The young man of the eighth grade couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, is it... the requirement for this assessment serious? The difficulty is too great! You are a master of the quasi-king level. Not to mention the few people present, I'm afraid that only those who have entered the quasi-king can hold on!"

Indeed, the quasi-kings of the Great Wei Dynasty are all real quasi-kings. Especially compared with the quasi-kings of underground monsters and quasi-kings of the underground caves, this is even more so. And the foundation laid in Piaomiao Sect is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. The gap between each rank is very huge. Unless it is a pervert like Ji Jianzhu and Ye Ping, there is a possibility of overcoming multiple levels of challenges.

Even ordinary geniuses of the Great Wei Dynasty, even core disciples with very strong strength, can only fight with the peak people of the Quasi King at most without losing, or even have the chance to kill them. However, standing in front of them is a great master of the Quasi King at third level, who has gone through the important process of reshaping the muscles and bones. If he takes all his strength, the two of them may not be able to compete with one move together.

Zi Yangzhi shook his head and said seriously, "Yes, this is what the master of the hall told me. If you have any doubts, you should take it and talk about it later. After all, I have given you a chance to leave just now. Okay, things have come to this point, and there is nothing to talk about. I can try my best to ensure that you don't kill me. At most, you just need to rest in bed for a while."

Ye Ping was very interested and even wanted to try it out.

During the trial, he would at most fight with the best among the core disciples. He had fought against Ji Jianzhu, a quasi-king man, and the battle was tragic. He also wanted to feel the strength of the third master of the Great Wei Dynasty. Through simple look at the air, he could feel that Zi Yangzhi's strength was greater than Ji Jianzhu.

"I'm going to fight, I've come anyway. Since Yin Fu Tang can cultivate a quasi-king master like you, Senior Brother, if I devote myself to practicing, I may not be weaker than other halls! Let me take the lead and give you some examples!"

As he spoke, a man with a big waist and a round waist stepped out, Huo Huo Shengfeng. His strength was that of the eighth level cultivator. Behind him, the heaven and earth Dharma appeared faintly, as if he was hidden in endless energy and secrets. Ye Ping and the other person took two steps back to make some space for the battle between them.

"Okay! You have courage! What's your name?" Ziyang Zhi nodded with great appreciation.

"My surname is Yang, and the single name is Yong! I have heard of the name of Senior Brother, and I am considered a master in Piaomiao Sect. Being able to become the chief disciple must have your outstanding features! It's just that the realm of you and me is very different. I never thought that there would be a chance to compete. Please ask Senior Brother to take action, don't hold back, I think it's just that I want to fully understand!"
Chapter completed!