Kong Fang found a small tree with red trunks, leaned on it and quietly waited for the evaluation conference to begin.

Whether it was the introductory disciples or the traitors, they were all talking enthusiastically to each other.

Kong Fang listened casually to everyone's conversation, using it to pass the boring time. But when the people around him began to talk about who would become a disciple of the inner cousin, Kong Fang couldn't help but feel excited and listened carefully.

"The one who can become a disciple of the inner cousin this time is said to be Senior Brother He Hongyu. It is said that Senior Brother He Hongyu has refined a piece of armor that reaches the third grade. The difficulty of armor refining is higher than that of weapons. Senior Brother He Hongyu is really a bit terrifying to be able to refine a third grade armor and weapon refining ability. I think if Senior Brother He Hongyu joins Huoyun Hall, he might be able to refine a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure within two years." The speaker looked admiring and admiring, and obviously supported that He Hongyu very much.

One person next to him admired Sun Hao even more and immediately retorted: "Do you think everyone is Senior Brother Sun Hao. It took only two years for joining Huoyun Hall to refine a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure! Humph, there are so many disciples in other halls, but I haven't seen anyone refining acquired spiritual treasures in two years. Even in Huoyun Hall, Senior Brother Sun Hao is also the most powerful. Although Senior Brother He Hongyu is good, he is still far behind when he wants to compare with Senior Brother Sun Hao."

"I don't think you should argue. Even if you continue to argue, you can't become followers of others. Why waste that effort? You should say that anyone can become a disciple of the inner cousin this time. I'm curious about this. And maybe we can meet someone even if we are lucky, and maybe we can still become his followers. As long as I can become a follower, I will be satisfied, hehe." The other person laughed foolishly after saying that.

"Swish, you are the only one? Hahahaha." Everyone next to him suddenly burst into laughter.

There are nearly a thousand introductory disciples, but only thirty people can become disciples in the inner hall. This is equivalent to only three out of a hundred people who can become disciples in the inner hall. If it were just like this, they might really find disciples who are about to enter the inner hall, but don’t forget that those who want to take the chance to become followers are not only disciples in the inner hall, but also even more terrifying number of traitors.

Thousands of people gathered here, and they wanted to find someone who was about to become a disciple of the inner cousin by luck. The probability is conceivable. What's more, even if they found them, no one would want to recruit a follower without knowing their foundation and character.

However, people do this kind of luck-dependent things every time, and there will always be success if there are too many people doing it. Therefore, although we know that it is unlikely to become a follower of the inner court disciples, there are still many people who are unwilling to give up, so there are a lot of people in each evaluation meeting.

"What's wrong with me? Every time I evaluate the competition, there will be lucky people who will become followers of my inner cousin's disciples. Why can't I do it?" The introductory disciple who was joked immediately stubbornly, his face turned red and retorted loudly.

When everyone else laughed louder when they heard his words.

"Square Head, just your honest appearance, which inner cousin can like you?" said a man with a laugh.

"You...hum." Fangtou walked aside in anger, not intending to talk to the people who laughed at him anymore, but he happened to walk to Kong Fang, who was leaning against the tree.

Looking at this kind of honest introductory disciple, Kong Fang showed a smile on his lips.

When Fangtou saw the ragged Kong Fang, he instantly forgot his displeasure just now and asked curiously: "Are you here to try your luck?"

Kong Fang nodded with a smile.

"Then you should walk around, stay in one place and never meet those who are about to become disciples of the inner cousin." Fangtou immediately kindly helped Kong Fang.

"Who can see me like this?" Kong Fang pointed to the torn clothes on his body and said with a smile: "How come you don't walk around and try your luck?"

"Me!" Fang Tou touched his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm too stupid. No one will like it, so I won't waste time." Fang Tou smiled honestly.

Kong Fang and Fangtou were chatting in a mess, while the people around him were still enthusiastic about who could become a disciple of the inner cousin.

"In fact, the one who called out the most is not Senior Brother He Hongyu, but Senior Brother Zhao Yong and Senior Sister Sun Yun. Although the two of them are not armor, they heard that the weapons they have refined have reached the second grade, which is one level higher than Senior Brother He Hongyu's third grade armor."

"Hiss", a sound of air conditioning suddenly sounded around. Although armor is difficult to refine, second-grade weapons are more difficult to refine than third-grade armor. This is a level higher. It is important to know that the higher the grade, the more difficult it is to upgrade to another level.

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Kong Fang's eyes.

"Zhao Yong was able to refine a second-grade weapon, because he used the precious Qingming Stone." Kong Fang snorted coldly in his heart.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted in the crowd, "What you said is long outdated. Let me tell you, I just found out from a familiar peddler in Huoyun Hall yesterday that a very powerful person appeared in this assessment."

"How powerful is it? Can it be even better than Senior Brother Zhao Yong and Senior Sister Sun Yun? Humph, I don't believe that anyone can surpass Senior Brother Zhao Yong and Senior Sister Sun Yun. Don't be you bragging, right?"

"That's right, this kid loves to swear most." The others burst into laughter.

"Don't believe it, what I found out this time is true." The person who spoke before seemed extremely confident.

When the others saw him like this, they couldn't help but become half-believing and half-doubted.

"Then tell me how powerful it is."

"Hey." The man smiled proudly before, and then pretended to be mysterious and said to the people around him: "I heard that when comparing weapons and armor in the conference hall, Elder Qingfan wanted to test the eyes of several inner-city disciples, so he asked them to find weapons and armor with higher grades. You would never imagine what happened after that. The weapons refined by that powerful man was said to be stumped by the inner-city disciples, and in the end, one inner-city disciple was so angry that he vomited blood."

"It can actually stump the inner disciple!" A sound of surprise suddenly sounded around, "The inner disciple can refine quasi-spirit treasures, but he will be stumped by the weapon refined by an introductory disciple. Is it so exaggerated?" Everyone was shocked by the news.

However, someone soon questioned: "Even if you can stump your inner disciples, you won't vomit blood. They are the people who have embarked on the path of cultivation to refine magic power. How powerful your body is is not something we can imagine. You see you are lying again, and you don't know how decent you make up a lie."

"Hmph, don't believe it. I asked several servants later, and they all admitted that there was this. But they were a little worried and didn't dare to tell me which inner cousin was vomiting blood."

"What you said is exactly. Then tell us what the name of the person who has refined a weapon and even the disciples in the inner cousin can stump them. If you can say his name, we will believe you." Someone in the crowd shouted.

Kong Fang and Fangtou were also listening with relish, as if they were listening to the story. At this time, when they heard someone ask the name of the very powerful person, their curious eyes immediately fell on the person who broke the news.

"Hehe, I knew you would ask, so I had already prepared. Let me tell you, the man's name, Elder Qingfan, had read it out at that time, and his name was... Kong Fang." The speaker looked proud.

Kong Fangshuang, who was leaning back against the tree, suddenly weakened his legs and almost fell to the ground. He was originally listening to the story, but why did he suddenly run into the story?
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