C152 (1/2)

Mu Yu shook his head, some helpless.

Suddenly thought of what, the corner of the mouth raised a smile, murmured: ”since came to Huiyue City, it's better to kick the hall.”

Huiyuecheng, tianxuanmen.

A fat, greasy middle-aged man is sitting on a master chair, shaking a PU fan, very lazy.

Below him, there are two teenagers, a young girl is undergoing the clan examination.

The boy in blue went to the dynamometer and squatted down slightly.

Take a deep breath, run up the body's spiritual power, and then suddenly out of the fist, hit the dynamometer.

A series of numbers ”1105” immediately jumped out of the dynamometer.

”Too weak, next.”

The middle-aged fat man was lying on the master chair. He didn't even stand up. He just glanced at it at random, and then his mouth showed contempt.

After hearing too weak three words, the boy in blue couldn't help showing bitterness on his face.

At this time, another noble youth in red came up and hit the dynamometer at will.

“339”。

The dynamometer immediately jumped out of a much lower number than the previous teenager.

But to his surprise, the middle-aged fat man didn't even take a look at it, and said, ”strength is qualified, take part in the next test.”

”Why? This It's not fair

Before that, the boy in blue showed his indignation. The fist strength of the noble boy was less than one third of his.

How can a noble youth be qualified, but he is not.

”Why?”

At this time, the middle-aged fat man lying on the master's chair slowly opened his eyes and showed the color of sarcasm, ”do I need to explain to you? Go away