World Traveler

"Yawn~"

The middle-aged woman in yellow robe yawned, turned her head to look at the palm sect, and couldn't help but say.

"Husband, are the disciples this year not very good?"

The middle-aged man in red Taoist robes and holding a whisk saw the poor quality of these disciples. Although he didn't say a word, his face looked unhappy.

Instead, the old man in a blue robe next to him said cheerfully.

"Now that two of the Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum disciples have emerged, I wonder when Senior Brother Huolong and Junior Brother Gao will be able to find a female disciple to inherit their lineage."

"Humph! You, the Soul Stealer Sect, have done so many immoral things, aren't you afraid of retribution someday?"

Master Gao didn't treat the old man well at all and directly scolded him.

The old man was no less sarcastic, and just as the argument between the two was about to escalate, the head of the sect sitting in the main seat raised his voice and shouted.

"That's enough! Let's not talk about the past anymore. Just calm down and watch the game."

After about an hour, the children's group in front finally finished, but only a few were selected by the teachers above. Even if some children won by chance, there was no highlight in the game, which resulted in no teacher being willing to choose them.

What about those children who were not selected?

The Kongtong Sect has given them a chance, and no matter what happens next, it is not Yanan's turn to worry about it.

As soon as the children's group ended, a man covered in bandages walked onto the stage.

The attention of several leaders above was also attracted by this strange appearance.

"I brought this child back. His family all died in a fire, and he himself was burned, his skin and hair were all burned, so he was wrapped in bandages to cover his appearance."

After hearing what Master Gao said, the other masters nodded to show that they understood.

"If he can win, I plan to recruit him into the Iron Fist Sect."

"Naturally."

After all, for them, accepting these children as their disciples actually depends on whether they have talent, but talent is determined by themselves, which means that the rules of the sect cannot be broken, otherwise they can do whatever they want in terms of accepting disciples.

Those kids didn’t seem to expect Yanan to be so brave and be the first to go on stage. Isn’t he afraid of making a fool of himself?

Yanan walked directly onto the court and looked at the children, as if to see who would be the first to go on stage.

Finally, Yanan turned his gaze to the man who had been talking bad about him outside the door every day, staring at him as if asking if he dared to come up.

Following Yanan's gaze, the other children also looked at the child called Hao Ge.

Under everyone's stares, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk into the venue.

Although I really don't want to be the first to fight, if I don't come up to fight now, I probably won't be chosen by the commander even if I win later.

The two men didn't say much, just saluted each other. Just as the referee shouted to start the game, Hao Ge on the opposite side took a basic iron arm fist stance and attacked Yanan.

He started with the most ferocious move of Iron Arm Fist, ready to knock Yanan down with a punch without holding back.

She dodged the powerful attack by slightly leaning to the side, then took a small step forward, pressing her back against his body.

He gave him a gentle push, causing his center of gravity to become unstable and lean forward due to the force of his fist, and finally he was given an over-the-shoulder throw.

It drew a half circle in the air, then fell heavily to the ground. After whimpering, it lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

Seeing that he fell to the ground, Yanan did not pursue him, but just quietly looked at the referee over there.

The referee was also stunned when he saw such a smooth movement. Looking at the person on the ground who had not yet recovered, he immediately announced that Yanan won the match.

"Oh? This disciple reacted quickly and decisively, his movements were smooth and seamless. I'm afraid he must have practiced this countless times in his mind."

"A person with such a ruthless and decisive heart is the most suitable to join my Soul-Snatching Sect."

The old man in blue robe waited until now and finally found a disciple he liked, and quickly booked Yanan before other masters did.

"This……"

After hearing what the Soul-Snatching Sect Leader said, the Right Protector showed hesitation, which attracted the attention of the yellow-robed woman in front of him, and he couldn't help but ask.

"What's the matter? Junior Brother Lin, is there something you can't express?"

"Master, you may not know this disciple is called Ji Zai. Although he is talented and studious, his body has been destroyed and all his meridians are damaged. He can no longer practice martial arts."

"I see……"

The head of Xuan Gong looked at Yanan with some regret.

Although the two men spoke in low voices, everyone present was a master of martial arts and could hear even the slightest sound.

After these words were spoken, the leader of the Soul-Snatching Sect no longer discussed Yanan's whereabouts.

At this time, Yanan on the stage did not leave, but still stood there and asked the referee.

"Can the winner fight again?"

After listening, the referee turned around to look at the person in charge sitting in the high seat and asked him for instructions. After all, this kind of thing had never happened before, and he could not make the decision on this matter.

Jian Zhang sent someone to nod, and the referee who received the reply said to Yanan.

"Okay, but do you need a break?"

"No need, I didn't use up any energy just now."

Hearing Yanan's words, the kid called Hao Ge almost jumped up in anger, but no one cared about him at this time, and even the younger brother who was usually with him was nowhere to be found.

In the eyes of others, no matter how he explained or argued, he had become a clown.

The remaining disciples sitting there couldn't stand Yanan's selection and the look in his eyes that treated them like commodities. Suddenly, one of the disciples couldn't help but jump onto the stage.

"Dragon armor..."

After giving his name, he saluted and rushed straight towards Yanan as soon as the referee said "start".

As expected, he is just a supporting role, as the name suggests.

Fortunately, he was able to throw a few more moves than his previous opponent, but the bad thing was that when he fell to the ground, he tried to support himself with his hands, which caused his entire arm to be obviously deformed.

With his fourth-level medical skills, Yanan could tell at a glance that the guy's arm was broken.

In the end, the extra rolled on the ground in pain and didn't want to get down, so the referee called two disciples to forcibly carry him down.

At this time, the remaining children had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter and were still discussing how to beat him.

"How stupid! Don't they know how to pull his clothes?"

"Yeah, he just fell straight to the ground."

"Yes, if you ask me, if he does this again, I will just lock his neck and see if he can't fall down on me."

"You see, this is the result of an unstable lower body. If it were me, I would definitely not have been thrown to the ground."

"Yeah, yeah, I can do that too."