152: C152 Kicking the Dojo

C152 Kicking the Dojo

Let's go to the club.

Mu Yu shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, he thought of something and a smile appeared on his face. He muttered, "Since we have come to the Radiant Moon City, why don't we kick the Dojo?"

The Heavenly Profound Sect would split the Radiant Moon City.

A fat, middle-aged man with a greasy face was sitting on a master chair, waving a cattail leaf fan. He was extremely lazy.

Below him were two young men and a young girl who was undergoing the sect's examination.

One of them, a youth in blue clothes, walked in front of the strength tester and squatted down slightly.

Taking a deep breath, he circulated the Spiritual Force within his body. Then, he suddenly threw a fist and smashed it onto the strength tester.

A string of numbers immediately appeared on the strength tester. "1105."

"Too weak. Next."

The fat middle-aged man was lying on the master's chair. He didn't even stand up. He only glanced out of the corner of his eye. Then, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

After hearing the words too weak, the blue-clothed youth couldn't help but reveal a bitter expression on his face.

At this time, another noble youth wearing a red brocade robe walked up and casually knocked on the strength tester.

"339."

A number that was much lower than the previous youth immediately appeared on the strength tester.

However, to his surprise, the fat middle-aged man didn't even take a look before saying, "Strength qualified. Take the next test."

"Based on what? This... This isn't fair!"

The blue-clothed youth from before revealed an angry expression. This noble youth's fist strength was not even a third of his.

Why did this noble youth qualify, but he failed?

"Based on what?"

At this moment, the fat middle-aged man who was lying on the master chair slowly opened his eyes, revealing a mocking expression, "Do I need to explain to you what the Heavenly Profound Sect does? Get lost!"

At this moment, the blue-clothed youth's face was a mix of red and red. Both of his fists were tightly clenched. Anger and unwillingness welled up in his heart.

At this time, the last girl also walked in front of the strength tester. She stretched out her beautiful fist and lightly smashed it on the strength tester. A number instantly jumped out of the strength tester. "1699."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged fat man's eyes glittered. He had never met a disciple with a fist strength of 1699 in the past year.

However, when he touched the golden card given to him by the father of the young noble, he immediately suppressed the love in his heart.

After all, there was only one disciple quota left in the Heavenly Profound Sect this month. This quota could only be given to the young noble.

"If your strength is not up to standard, you will be eliminated." The middle-aged man announced without any emotion.

The young lady was instantly stupefied as well. Next, her pretty face was filled with anger.

This middle-aged fatty actually had eyes but failed to see. Or rather, he was openly siding with that noble youth.

"Why are the two of you still standing there? Hurry up and get lost!"0

When the fat middle-aged man saw that the two eliminated youths and young girls were still unwilling to leave, he drove them away.

"So that's how the Heavenly Profound Sect recruited people. No wonder they're all a bunch of idiots."

At this moment, a faint voice came from outside the door.

"Who dares to be so arrogant in our Heavenly Profound Sect?!"

The middle-aged fatty was furious when he heard that someone was belittling the Heavenly Profound Sect in front of him.

He had been in the Radiant Moon City for so many years, but no one had ever dared to be so disrespectful to him.

"I am Jia Ming, a disciple of the Boundless Sect. I have come to experience the strength of the experts of the Heavenly Profound Sect. I hope you won't disappoint me."

Mu Yu slowly walked into the main hall of the Heavenly Profound Sect.

"A disciple of the Boundless Sect?"

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