Chapter 15

After Lu Zhangsheng got the credential, he took Fang Qing and the two, walked through the crowd all the way, and soon arrived in front of the three giant cauldrons.

At this time, quite a few martial artists had already gathered around the giant cauldrons, most of whom had just stepped into the Skin Refining realm.

There were also some people from noble families, dressed in brocade and silk, looking imposing.

With his Bronze Skin realm, Lu Zhangsheng was enough to be among the best.

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

This time, he was prepared to lift that 800-jin giant cauldron, which was enough.

As long as he could join the Demon-Suppressing Division and achieve his own goal, that would be fine.

Presumably, the fact that he participated in the selection today would soon be spread out.

As long as the Sanhe Gang made a little guess, they could directly lock onto him.

However, the other party would discover it sooner or later; after he joined the Demon-Suppressing Division, with this big mountain, the other party would also be afraid to act rashly for a while.

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

The deterrent power of the Demon-Suppressing Division was still very terrifying.

As long as the Great Zhou Dynasty had not fallen, no one dared to pull the tiger's whiskers at this time.

Since it was not yet time for the selection, Lu Zhangsheng and the 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.

Everywhere was the sound of conversation, laughter, and sounds entering the ears.

Soon it was noon.

The warm sunlight scattered around the square, and the large blue stone floor tiles on the ground appeared somewhat shining.

Just at this moment, 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-Suppressing Division selection ceremony officially begins."

"Everyone, according to the number, come forward to lift the cauldron in turn; anyone who can lift the giant cauldron over their head will have the opportunity to join the Demon-Suppressing Division..."

Gao Yunming's gaze swept across the surroundings, and the whole field suddenly became quiet.

The three, as Yellow-Rank Demon-Suppressing Envoys, had already experienced more than twenty years, and their qualifications were very deep; they 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 own strength.

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

There were more than forty people who came to participate 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 interior of the Demon-Suppressing Division is also not peaceful."

Lu Zhangsheng pondered secretly in his heart.

Over the years, a large number of martial artists have joined the Demon-Suppressing Division, and he had not seen the Demon-Suppressing Division saturated.

Presumably, those Demon-Suppressing Envoys also had many thorny 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 naturally, he could not withdraw again.

Everything could only be carefully planned later.

Just as Lu Zhangsheng was pondering, the first martial artist walked forward.

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

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

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

"Up."

He saw him straddle his feet, as if taking root, hugged the bronze-colored giant cauldron with both hands, and suddenly exerted force to lift it upward.

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

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

"Pass."

Gao Yunming nodded faintly.

Then, the man looked happy, immediately let go, and the giant cauldron collided with the blue stone floor, emitting bursts of roaring sounds.

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

The group of commoners watching were even more wide-eyed, and many women even boldly threw flirtatious glances at the man.

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

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

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

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

Time passed.

Soon it was the turn of a brocade-clothed youth in front of Lu Zhangsheng.

The youth 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.

The Li family, as one of the powerful families in Changping County, is on par with the Wang, Chen, and Zhu families, and has been deeply rooted in the local area for hundreds of years.

The other party was only in his twenties, and his strength was clearly not bad.

Ordinary martial artists have no resources and it is difficult to reach such a height. Li Yunhua handed the token to the examiner and walked to the front of the 1,800-jin giant cauldron full of confidence.

He saw him exert a little force with both hands, and the cauldron was directly lifted over his head, standing steadily in mid-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 already far exceeded 1,600 jin, otherwise, he wouldn't be so relaxed.

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

Family disciples are indeed not something they can compare to.

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

According to his guess, the other party's realm might also be Bronze Skin, about the same as his own.

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

After he stepped into Skin Refining 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 progress.

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

He prepared to join the Demon-Suppressing Division before slowly exploring.

"Clang..."

A moment later, Li Yunhua easily placed the giant cauldron on the ground and walked toward the back with a proud face, followed by several men dressed as servants.

"Pass."

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

Next, people went on stage in turn.

Soon it was Lu Zhangsheng'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 able to do it."

Fang Tao on the side was also full of confidence.

Lu Zhangsheng smiled faintly and then walked forward.

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

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

With his commoner status, plus practicing the Iron Cloth Shirt, a technique without medicinal baths, and being able to lift the 800-jin giant cauldron after forcibly breaking through, it 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 about it.

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 was inevitable that someone would be thinking about it, and that would only bring endless trouble to his door.

This was completely contrary to his goal of stable cultivation, so he naturally wouldn't be so unwise.

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

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

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

"That method without medicinal baths? Another madman!"

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

The gaze looking at Lu Zhangsheng immediately 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 noble families.

You must know that the Martial Dao cultivation method is very critical and cannot be changed at will; if the techniques conflict, it is inevitable to leave behind a root of illness.

In addition, the Iron Cloth Shirt circulating outside has no medicinal bath method, so one can only rely on those noble 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 major 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 Zhangsheng's neighbors showed unbelievable gazes.

When Lu Zhangsheng went to sign up, they were a bit suspicious and didn't expect that he would really go on stage to challenge.

In their eyes, Lu Zhangsheng, this playboy, actually practiced Martial Dao and had some achievements, which everyone didn't expect.

Even if Lu Zhangsheng failed to lift the cauldron this time, he had the possibility of becoming a martial artist.

Everyone thought to themselves.

Fortunately, many people just alienated Lu Zhangsheng and didn't offend him, which made many neighbors breathe a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, offending a Martial Dao expert is not something these ordinary people can bear.

(End of chapter)