Chapter 15

After Lu Changsheng got the certificate, he took Fang Qing and the two, walked through the crowd, and soon arrived in front of the three giant tripods.

At this time, many martial artists were already surrounded by the giant tripods, most of whom had just stepped into the Skin Refinement realm.

There were also some people from wealthy families, dressed in brocade clothes, looking heroic.

With Lu Changsheng's Copper Skin realm, he was enough to be at the forefront.

However, he had always been very cautious and had not revealed it to anyone.

This time, he was prepared to lift the 800-jin giant tripod, which was enough.

As long as he could join the Demon Suppression Office and achieve his goal, that would be fine.

Presumably, the news of his participation in the selection today would soon spread.

As long as the Sanhe Gang guesses a little, they can lock onto him directly.

However, the other party would discover it sooner or later; after he joined the Demon Suppression Office, with this big mountain, the other party would also be afraid of throwing a rat-throwing device for a while.

It is almost impossible to deal with him directly on the surface.

The deterrent power of the Demon Suppression Office is still very terrifying.

As long as the Great Zhou Dynasty has not fallen, no one dares to pull its whiskers at this time.

Because it was not yet time for the selection, Lu Changsheng and his group waited quietly on the field.

As time passed, some martial artists and onlookers arrived one after another.

The entire square became more and more lively.

There were conversations and laughter everywhere, which were heard in the ears.

Soon it was noon.

The warm sunlight fell around the square, and the large blue stone floor tiles on the ground looked a bit shiny.

Just then, the three middle-aged men on the high platform walked down.

The tall man in the middle shouted loudly: "The time has come, the Demon Suppression Office selection ceremony officially begins."

"Everyone, according to the number, come to lift the tripod in turn. Anyone who can lift the giant tripod over the head will have the opportunity to join the Demon Suppression Office..."

Gao Yunming's eyes scanned the surroundings, and the whole audience suddenly became quiet.

As Yellow-tier Demon Suppression Envoys, the three had already experienced more than twenty years, with very deep qualifications, and were selected by several Deputy Hall Masters to preside over today's ceremony.

A group of people lined up according to the numbers on their identity tokens, preparing to go on stage to test their strength.

Lu Changsheng saw that his number was twenty-three, just in the middle.

There were more than forty people participating in the selection today.

This kind of selection opportunity is held once a year and has been experienced for many years.

"It seems that the inside of the Demon Suppression Office is not peaceful either."

Lu Changsheng thought to himself.

Over the years, a large number of martial artists have joined the Demon Suppression Office, and he has not seen the Demon Suppression Office saturated.

Presumably, those Demon Suppression Envoys also have many tricky things to deal with, otherwise the loss would not be so great, and they would have to recruit people every year.

However, he had already decided, so it was impossible to quit.

Everything can only be carefully planned later.

While Lu Changsheng was thinking, the first martial artist walked up.

This was a young man with slender arms and a very conspicuous hooked nose on his face.

The man handed the identity token to Gao Yunming and then walked to the 1,200-jin giant tripod.

Obviously, the other party didn't bother to challenge the 800-jin giant tripod at all.

"Rise."

He saw him straddling his feet, as if he had taken root, holding the bronze giant tripod with both hands, and lifted it upward with a sudden force.

The giant tripod was actually lifted slowly, and soon it was lifted over his head.

Because of the full-body exertion, the other party's face also turned red.

"Pass."

Gao Yunming nodded faintly.

Then, the man looked happy, released his hand immediately, and the giant tripod collided with the bluestone floor, making bursts of roaring sounds.

In the first appearance, someone challenged successfully, making everyone on the field envious.

The civilians watching were even more bright-eyed, and many women even threw flirtatious glances at the man boldly.

As the man left the field, the martial artists behind began to go on stage one after another.

Many people challenged successfully, and the field became more and more lively.

There were also some people who tried to muddle through, but couldn't even lift the lowest 800 jin, which naturally made people despise them.

Anyone on the field who could pass challenged the 1,200-jin giant tripod.

Time passed.

Soon it was the turn of a young man in brocade clothes in front of Lu Changsheng.

The young man looked to be in his twenties, with a gloomy face and eyes like a poisonous snake.

This person was Li Yunhua, a young talent of the Li family.

As one of the powerful families in Changping County, the Li family, along with the Wang, Chen, and Zhu families, has had deep-rooted power in the local area for hundreds of years.

The other party was just in his twenties and obviously had considerable strength.

Ordinary martial artists without resources find it difficult to reach such a height. Li Yunhua handed the token to the examiner and walked to the 1,800-jin giant tripod full of confidence.

He saw him use a little force with both hands, and the tripod was lifted over his head, standing steadily in the air, motionless.

Li Yunhua was still calm and relaxed.

"So strong."

A group of martial artists were full of awe.

The other party's strength had far exceeded 1,600 jin, otherwise he would not be so relaxed.

To think that this person was only in his twenties and could have such strength.

Family disciples are indeed not comparable to them.

Lu Changsheng looked at this person, his eyes moving slightly.

According to his guess, the other party's realm might also be Copper Skin, similar to his own.

He could also easily lift this 1,600-jin giant tripod.

After he stepped into Skin Refinement perfection, his strength was about 2,000 jin.

Of course, he felt that he was still far from reaching the limit and had a lot of room for improvement.

Even the plus points behind the Iron Cloth Shirt on the panel were still gray.

He prepared to explore slowly after joining the Demon Suppression Office.

"Clang..."

A moment later, Li Yunhua placed the giant tripod on the ground easily, and walked toward the back proudly, followed by several men dressed as servants.

"Pass."

Gao Yunming shouted loudly, and then recorded it with a pen.

Next, people went on stage in turn.

Soon it was Lu Changsheng's turn.

"Changsheng, come on."

Fang Qing saw this and hurriedly opened her mouth to cheer.

There was a trace of expectation in her eyes.

"Brother Changsheng, you will definitely be fine."

Fang Tao on the side was also full of confidence.

Lu Changsheng smiled faintly and then walked forward.

He handed the identity token to Gao Yunming and then walked straight to the 800-jin giant tripod.

His own information was probably already on the desks of major forces, and except for the attribute panel, everything had no secrets.

With his civilian status, plus the practice of the Iron Cloth Shirt, a technique without medicinal baths, being able to lift the 800-jin giant tripod after forcibly rushing the barrier was already extraordinary talent.

If he were to break the rules and lift 1,200 jin, or even 1,600 jin, even a fool would know that there must be something tricky.

At that time, he would probably not be able to explain it clearly.

Even if some people mistakenly thought he had a great opportunity, it would be inevitable that someone would miss him, and that would only bring endless trouble to his door.

This is completely contrary to his goal of stable cultivation, so he naturally would not be so unwise.

However, this move of his made many martial artists behind him stunned.

To think that there was someone who came to challenge the 800-jin giant tripod.

"I know this person; he is the one who practiced that self-abusive technique, the Iron Cloth Shirt..."

"That method without medicinal baths? Another madman!"

A group of martial artists began to communicate in low voices.

Looking at Lu Changsheng, their eyes suddenly carried a trace of pity.

In the past, none of those who forcibly practiced could have a good end.

The best outcome was to be a running dog for those wealthy families.

You know, the martial path practice method is very critical and cannot be changed at will; if the technique conflicts, it is inevitable to leave a root of illness.

In addition, the Iron Cloth Shirt circulating outside does not have a medicinal bath method, so it can only rely on those wealthy families; over time, some people who practice the Iron Cloth Shirt have lost their backbone, which is not a secret.

The martial artists of the Four Great Families saw this, and their faces also revealed a trace of strangeness.

Li Yunhua was even more playful.

These ordinary martial artists who stimulate their potential are the best "consumables" for their families.

Even some of Lu Changsheng's neighbors showed disbelief.

When Lu Changsheng went to sign up, they were a bit suspicious and did not expect him to really go on stage to challenge.

In their eyes, Lu Changsheng, this playboy, actually practiced martial arts and had some achievements, which no one expected.

Even if Lu Changsheng fails to lift the tripod this time, he has the possibility of becoming a martial artist.

Everyone thought to themselves.

Fortunately, many people just alienated Lu Changsheng and did not offend him, which made many neighbors breathe a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, offending a martial arts expert is not something these ordinary people can bear.

(End of Chapter)