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"Bone age twelve years and three months! Although the age written on your toothpick is eleven years and three months, that does not meet the requirements! " The True Martial Sect young disciple wearing a blue tight suit handed over a square plate made of white ivory back to the boy who was wearing the Hua Mansion.

"The Zhuge Family Clan Leader is my aunt and grandpa! "You want to think about it again?" Although the Hua Mansion boy was young, he still spoke with arrogance and menace.

He secretly placed a silver ingot into the palm of the True Martial Sect disciple's hand and clenched it tightly, then said with a gloomy face: "This is my son, Yue Zhongyang. Last year, he cultivated and injured his leg bone, so he came a little late, so I hope this young brother can take care of him, True Martial Sect's Deacon Ye and I have been friends for many years, the Yue Clan's Liu Tie is extremely grateful!

The Qingyun Peak's Deacon Ye, was naturally recognized by the True Martial Sect's young disciple. The Yue Clan's Yue Peng was an even more famous person in terms of Linyuan City! When the True Martial Sect young disciple heard the names of these two great figures, how could he dare to refute their pride?

"So it's Elder Yue Pengyue from the Mountain Split Sect. It's been a long time since I've seen you!" This junior truly has eyes but is unable to recognize Mount Tai! " Then, he revealed a rare smile, casually took out a wooden tablet and respectfully handed it over, as he said with a smile: "According to the examination criteria, with an official's token as proof, you will naturally be able to pass the examination. Senior Yue, this is your noble young master's proof of entry."

"En!" Yue Peng only nodded slightly and responded with a deep voice. He then took the wooden plate and casually handed it to Yue Zhongyang.

Yue Zhongyang took his identity card, weighed it in his palm, and disdainfully glanced at the True Martial Sect young disciple, giving a cold snort.

"I want to participate in the True Martial Sect entrance examination. Here is the registration fee." A boy with disheveled hair and a dirty face, wearing a dilapidated gray robe, was holding a lump of silver and placing it on the table.

Yue Zhongyang suddenly felt that this voice was very familiar. He originally wanted to enter the training field, but he couldn't help but turn around and see Limu, who had been holding a grudge for the past three days.

"Roar!" Little bastard! He really had the guts! and actually came to participate in the True Martial Sect trial! " Yue Zhongyang turned around, walked to the front of Limu and mocked, "Look at your stinky body, don't make Senior Brother Limu lose consciousness! Look at your behavior, you must be here to be a live target for me, your young master!! "

Limu didn't even look at Yue Zhongyang, he only looked at the True Martial Sect disciple with expectation, rolling up his thin arms, letting the disciple check his age.

"The skeletal age is slightly over nine years old, meet the requirements. Do you have any proof of official status?" The True Martial Sect young disciple skillfully detected Limu's true age, and according to tradition, asked Limu for proof of his identity.

Limu obviously didn't know that to participate in the True Martial Sect selection test, he still needed proof of official identity.

"Senior brother, I came from outside the pass, so I don't have any proof of identity …" Limu said worriedly.

The True Martial Sect young disciple shook his head: "Without proof of identity, you will not be able to participate in the True Martial Sect entrance exam. The identity of any profound practitioner must be clear and distinct, so if you really want to join the True Martial Sect, you should first go to the government office and reveal your identity's credentials."

"This …" Limu was a bit speechless. With his real identity, how could he announce it to the public!

"This senior brother!" Since you can accommodate me, you can give this little bastard some accommodation as well! We have an appointment in this arena! I still need to teach this guy a lesson. Don't worry, I will definitely not let this trash, enter the True Martial Sect to cultivate! " Yue Zhongyang said on the side.

The True Martial Sect young disciple hesitated a little and said: "Young Master Yue, this … I'm afraid that's not appropriate, is it? "

"Let me prove him!" A pretty and handsome girl suddenly appeared at the registration point. Her clear and beautiful voice immediately attracted the attention of the other children who were participating in the entrance examination.

"Little Witch!"

"It's the Little Demoness!"

"Be quiet, it was because you called her Little Demon Girl last time that you dared to call her without your two front teeth?"

"..."

Many children began to speak in private.

When the True Martial Sect young disciple saw that this girl was going to personally testify Limu's identity, he could not help but be stunned. He had originally intended to rebuke her angrily, but after seeing that the girl was actually City Lord Mo's only child, Mo Yuhan, he could not help but retract his words.

"The child who came from outside the prison can also be blamed for being pitiful. This mayor did a favor for him, so it can be considered as giving him a proof. Just let him pass." Mo Lingfeng also appeared behind Little Demoness Mo Yuhan and spoke on behalf of Limu.

"Now that I have City Lord Mo to vouch for this child, I am relieved." The True Martial Sect young disciple had a face full of respect, and said while smiling.

"Kid!" "You're really lucky today, Nuo, here is the certificate for you to enter the entrance exam. Take it!" The True Martial Sect young disciple said as he handed over an identical wooden plate to Limu.

Limu took the wooden token and looked at Mo Lingfeng and Mo Yuhan. His eyes were full of gratitude and he nodded his head indifferently to express his thanks. However, he did not say anything. He turned around and walked into the training field.

"This child seems to be more mature and experienced than all of you. This kind of expression and profound gaze is not something that an ordinary nine year old child can possess." Mo Lingfeng said indifferently as he watched Limu's leaving figure.

"What the heck?!" Mo Yuhan didn't like her father always treating her like a child, but now she saw Limu in a new light. This made her a little unconvinced as she muttered, "This kid is a piece of wood!"

"Does Miss Mo want to participate in True Martial Sect trials this year?!" The True Martial Sect young disciple asked with great anticipation.

Mo Yuhan straightforwardly rolled up her arms, placed them heavily on the table, and said: "Senior Brother, I have watched this True Martial Sect entrance exam countless times, and finally got Mo Lingfeng's permission this year. Stop nagging, hurry up and measure my skeletal age!"

"Miss Mo has already been testing for many years, there's no need to test anymore!" The True Martial Sect young disciple took out a wooden tablet, and placed it in Mo Yuhan's outstretched hand, saying: "Here, this is your entrance exam wooden tablet."

"Thank you very much!" Registration fee, City Lord, I will go over first! " Mo Yuhan held her identity token and looked at Limu who had walked far away. She squeezed past Yue Zhongyang and ignored Yue Zhongyang, who was about to speak to him.

"Yuhan …" Yue Zhongyang was about to call out to Mo Yuhan, but Mo Yuhan had already squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

"Brother Mo, your Yuhan is really the nemesis of us Yue Zhongyang!" Yue Peng teased, "I used to treat you to wine, but you always pushed things away because the mayor was busy. In my opinion, these two children are getting older. Why don't we …"

"Let the children solve their own problems! This wild girl, even I, as your father, am unable to stop her! " Mo Lingfeng seemed to know what Yue Peng was going to say, so he intentionally opened his mouth to interrupt him. He laughed and said: "Brother Yue, I think we should stay at the periphery of this training field and watch them practice."

Yue Peng's words were interrupted in a moment of indifference. He was quite tactful and the two of them held hands as they walked towards the outside of the training field.

Seeing this scene, the True Martial Sect youth disciple watched the two leaving from afar and only shook his head without saying a word.

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