Chapter 5 Ignore

Fengjiangmen has three departments, namely Tianfu, Difu and Xuanfu.

In the words of Fengjiangmen, there will never be a word of fairness in the world. Even if Fengjiangmen is selected as ten people, it still has to be divided into high and low, and the treatment of the first place and the tenth place is different.

The ten people selected were selected according to the score. The first place entered Tianfu, the second third and fourth entered the hell, and the other six entered Xuanfu.

There is no doubt that Ningsonghe, who won 13 games in a row, entered Tianfu, but according to the death rule, Mo Xu only won nine games. Even if he could not even enter the top eight, he could only enter the lowest Xuanfu.

When Mo Xu came to Xuanfu, he was entangled. The location of Xuanfu was very remote, in a corner of Fengjiangmen. Outside is a large yard with eight shabby wooden houses.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged who allocated accommodation, Mo Xu and six others entered the yard with the "Xuanfu" sign. As soon as the door of the yard opened, I immediately smelled a smell. After looked around, I found that the environment here was dirty and there were stinky socks on the ground.

"You are newcomers, in Room 8, and you are also Class 8 of Xuanfu." Middle-aged said, taking Mo Xu and others to a wooden house on the far side. Opening the door, Mo Xu and six other people were stunned.

Dad, is this the dormitory of the first gate school in Hanrui Country? The corner is full of spider webs, and six broken wooden beds are arranged in a row, covered with dirty yellow bedding, stinky socks... The most abominable thing is that there are yellow and white ** marks on the bedding.

"You can stay here in the future, and a teacher will guide you later." After saying that, the middle-aged man left, leaving six people who were still in a daze.

"I'm afraid that no one has lived in this room for several months. The smell is too strong. First open the window for ventilation, and then let's clean it." A short-haired teenager took a step forward, pulled a corner of the quilt in his hand and threw it, and the smell suddenly covered the whole room.

Mo Xu remembered that his name was Li Shicheng. He won 11 games and almost entered the hell.

Three teenagers suddenly covered their mouths and jumped out of the room and said angrily, "What are you doing? Just let the servants clean them up."

Li Shicheng did not stop moving, but said lightly, "Where is the subordinate?"

"I, this..." The three teenagers looked at me and looked at you, and finally one of them said, "I'm going to find them. How can we clean up these things!"

With that, the teenager really ran out.

Mo Xu is also a little funny. These people are talents from all over the world and are spoiled in every city, but it is not surprising that they have to live in such a place after coming to Fengjiangmen.

A teenager stood next to Mo Xu, with a cold face and quietly opened the window. Mo Xu was not pretentious and went to clean up the smelly bedding.

After putting the quilt in the yard and cleaning all the spider webs. Mo Xu saw the three people who had just run out to complain and came back, but unlike when they went, they came back with blue noses and swollen faces. Without saying a word, they quietly cleaned up the room.

"It seems that they have learned a lesson." Mo Xu smiled and was ready to continue to clean up the room. While cleaning up, I saw an energetic middle-aged man walking outside the yard. He was dressed in gray plaid clothes and had a whistle in his mouth. I don't know if it was because of too much sun or natural. Anyway, his face was as black as carbon. When he got to the center of the yard, he suddenly blew, whistled, and shouted in a hissing voice, "Newcomer, come out and gather!"

Mo Xu, Li Shicheng and others trotted out one after another, but when they saw the people coming, they were still shocked... The black-faced instructor in gray plaid clothes turned out to be Lin Ye, who had been a referee before.

After standing in the team, Lin Ye looked at the three people with a blue nose and a swollen face. Lin Ye raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "I'm Ye Xing, the head of Xuanfu. Yes, I'm your referee before. I will teach you until you reach the solid stage. If there is anything you don't understand, you can also ask me. Now I have one thing to say.

The voice was like his face, the same cold, the same inhumanity, and the three blue-faced teenagers immediately lowered their heads, as if what they were about to say had something to do with them.

The black-faced teacher glanced at everyone and deliberately stayed on Mo Xu for half an hour and said, "Everyone who has just joined Fengjiangmen has the opportunity to borrow combat skills from the library for a month. The strongest in the library is the green-level advanced combat skills, and the weakest is the purple-level low-level. Which one can you get is your creation, and whether you can learn it or not is also your creation. The black-faced master glanced at everyone and said, "Okay, now you go with me to the library to choose combat skills."

It's not surprising that Mo Xu's black-faced instructor Lin Ye didn't mention anything about the three. I'm afraid Lin Ye has been used to this kind of thing for a long time and is not worth talking about it in person.

The library is located in the left corner of Fengjiangmen, covering an area of three mu and is in the shape of a palace. There is a golden screen outside for protection. If you want to break through from the outside world, you must have a strong man above the sky. But the real strong man above the sky may not need the combat skills in the library at all.

Four queues have stood outside the library, two of which were disciples who joined Fengjiangmen at the same time as Mo Xu and were selected as disciples of Tianfu and Difu. There are still two queues ready to return their combat skills.

Lin Ye came with six people arranged in a neat team. The people in line looked at it one after another and whispered from time to time: "You see, that's Mo Xu, who is in the limelight in the audition. I heard that he is more powerful than Ningsong River in Tianfu."

"Indeed, Ningsonghe won 13 games in a row, but lost the last game to the worst Mo Xu. This Mo Xu is still an independent choice for many years, but it's really strange in the lowest Xuanfu."

Two rows of veterans who returned their combat skills have been talking about it one after another. The results selected by Fengjiangmen every year is one of the things that these veterans are most interested in. Although Mo Xu had the worst performance among the ten people, his different battles and different results made him the most popular person in Fengjiangmen.

Mo Xu felt that there was a way to look at him and tilted his head. He happened to meet the cold eyes of Ningsong River. The fierce eyes of Ning Kensong River regarded him as a sworn enemy.

For those old students, Mo Xu can't be true, but Ning Songhe has always been proud. Originally, he could have won the whole game in a row and become the most eye-catching person, but Ning Songhe became a stepping stone for others and made others. Thinking of being defeated by a move and being injured and carried away, Ningsonghe immediately clenched his fist.

"Dang!" The long bell interrupted everything, and a thin old man struggled to open the door of the library, through which he could see the neat and simple books in it.

The old man, dressed in sackcloth, sat at the table next to the gate, with a notebook on the table and leaning against the seat.

"One by one, freshmen should pay attention to it. The first floor of the library is purple-level combat skills, the second floor is blue-level combat skills, and so on. The highest floor is the fourth floor. Each floor has vitality barrier. Which floor can you go up is your creation. After finding the right combat skills, go downstairs to register on Mr. Zhang's notebook and return it in a month. A middle-aged Lang Lang, a guard outside the library, said.

"Also, you must remember that no fighting is allowed in the library, otherwise you will be expelled from Fengjiangmen."

After that, the two rows of old students walked in one by one, picked up the pen on the table and scratched the notebook in front of the old man's table twice, and then went upstairs to choose combat skills. Mo Xu and others are the last, so they can only be ranked in the back.

"Go in and choose your combat skills. After picking, go straight back to Xuanfu." After the black-faced instructor Lin Ye said coldly, he left here.

"Battle skills? I'm a loser. Even if I choose combat skills, I can't learn it. It's boring. Mo Xu approached the library confusedly. Mo Xu's own strength is a mortal, not even the lowest qi deficiency, let alone combat skills. He completely entered the Fengjiang Gate by relying on the disk of fate, but for Mo Xu, a day is a day. After leaving Fengjiang Gate, he can still be awarded the title of Han Rui. Mo Xu feels that these are enough.

Like others, Mo Xu climbed the second floor along the stairs and then climbed to the third floor... But as soon as he stepped on the stairs, Mo Xu wanted to hit the wall. He rubbed his head with a little pain and could only take two steps back.

At this time, Mo Xu stared at that there were still four or five people trying to go up next to him. Some people walked up, and some people hit the wall and retreated like himself. To Mo Xu's surprise, one of the people who hit the wall like himself was Ningsong River.

"Level 7 talent is blocked outside. It seems that I'm not too bad." Mo Xu touched his nose and smiled comforting himself.

Ningsonghe also looked at Mo Xu at this time. The two looked at each other. Ningsonghe suddenly went straight to Mo Xu and pointed to Mo Xu and said, "In the promotion competition, you defeated me. Now, I challenge you. We choose our own combat skills to see who learns them first. Do you dare?"

Ning Songhe was very upset. He felt that this Mo Xu was really annoying. Isn't he just winning himself once? Is it necessary to always look at his jokes in front of him? Instead of letting him come to see his jokes, it's better to challenge him again!

Of course, Ningsonghe is also very confident. Since he became a martial artist, he has learned combat skills very fast. Fujia City Lord once praised him. He is the fastest to learn combat skills that the city owner has ever seen, even some eight-level talents are not as good as him. Ning Songhe is very confident, and this time he will definitely make a fool of himself!

There are also many students on the second floor. There are seven or eight new students in total. The voice of Ningsonghe is very loud, and a word stirs up thousands of waves. All the students turned their heads and looked over. If there is a good show, everyone naturally doesn't want to miss it.

The sudden challenge stunned Mo Xu. When he calmed down, Mo Xu ignored Ning Songhe, but turned his head to look at the dense bookshelf.

What are you kidding? If you are a waste, you can still rely on the disk to fight and learn combat skills? Mo Xu doesn't want to make a fool of himself.

But Mo Xu's behavior is a naked insult in the eyes of Ningsonghe. If you accept it, Ningsonghe can take this opportunity to trample Mo Xu under his feet. If you refuse, Ningsonghe can also take the opportunity to satirize, but Mo Xu does not accept or refuse, but ignores... It seems that Ningsonghe is a one-man.

Ningsonghe, who has always been known as the proud son of heaven, was first defeated by Mo Xu and ignored by Mo Xu. Ningsonghe could not stand this kind of anger.