Ever since Song Yuanqiao and the others had returned to the mountain and announced that they would be checking their homework in seven days, they had been waiting for a long time.
In the Wudang Sect.
All the disciples seemed to have been injected with stimulants these few days. The martial arts arena was filled with people every day.
Including Wang Ye.
These few days, he was also very tired. He was urged by his senior brothers to practice martial arts all day long and stayed in the martial arts field for several hours.
And now.
Seven days had passed.
Today was the day that the WuTang Sect officially inspected their homework.
There were also a few arenas in the practice field.
Many disciples in the mountain rushed here early in the morning.
Wang Ye had also been woken up by Song Yuanqiao, changed into a clean Daoist robe, and rushed over.
"Tsk, there are so many people."
When they were near the front desk, King looked down and saw a sea of people.
Some were warming up in horse stance, while others were meditating on the ground to rest…
As he arrived.
The audience was silent for a second, and then countless gazes fell on Wang Ye.
" Little Uncle-Master is here too??"
"Of course. This inspection of homework is a tradition set by the sect master. Other than the sect master, no one can avoid it, including the few martial uncles.”
"Of course I know this! What I meant was that Little Uncle-Master actually woke up so early!”
At this point.
The disciples who were discussing all laughed.
"Oh right, I don't know if you've heard, but because Little Uncle-Master was too lazy before, a few Uncle-Masters said that if Little Uncle-Master doesn't pass the homework this time, he might be forced to face the wall for three months!”
"Three months? That long?"
"Yes, I heard that this was decided by Seventh Martial Uncle. He was very dissatisfied with Little Martial Uncle's previous situation.”
"However, you can't blame Seventh Martial Uncle for this. To be honest, Youngest Martial Uncle is indeed lazy. I haven't seen Youngest Martial Uncle in the Martial Arts Practice Field a few days ago.”
"Hey, do you think Little Uncle-Master can pass this time?”
"I'm 80% sure I won't be able to pass."
“……”
The disciples below the stage gathered together and discussed, occasionally looking up to take a glance.
Wang Ye was lying on the table, ignoring these voices. His gaze swept around below.
He glanced over.
Hmm?
Kaiser's eyes narrowed.
Then, he saw a ten-year-old girl in a corner below the stage!
The little girl was dressed in plain clothes, but her face was fair and clear. There was a hint of intelligence in her eyes as she stood there, looking out of place with the surrounding disciples.
Hmm?
Who was this?
Wudang actually had female disciples?
King was also stunned.
Just as he was thinking about it, he realized that the voices of the disciples below the stage were still very loud just a moment ago. At this moment, they suddenly became quiet. After a few seconds, they were completely silent.
Then…
A few messy footsteps could be heard.
King turned his head and looked for the source of the voice.
He saw Song Yuanqiao and his senior brothers walking over in Daoist robes.
Clearly, his master did not come. He was probably still in seclusion.
"Master is still in seclusion?"
King asked subconsciously.
"Mm. Have a seat." Song Yuanqiao nodded.”
The senior and junior brothers sat down one by one. Because Zhang Sanfeng was not in seclusion, Song Yuanqiao, as the eldest senior brother, sat at the head of the table.
A figure sat beside Wang Ye.
Naturally, it was Seventh Senior Brother Mo Shenggu.
Originally.
Mo Shenggu had not given Wang Ye a good look in the past few days after he returned. He was the same now. As soon as he sat beside Wang Ye, he snorted coldly.
In fact…
After glancing at Wang Ye, he spat out two words through gritted teeth,""Xiu Mu!"
However, her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself.
After hearing the voice.
Wang also lay on the table and scratched his head.
However…
He knew Senior Brother Mo's personality.
He was mature at a young age, but he was too straightforward and did not know how to be flexible. Otherwise, he would not have been killed by Song Qingshu and Chen Youliang in the end.
So he knew.
Mo Shenggu didn't really hate him. He probably felt that he was too lazy in the past few days.
Just as he was thinking about this.
Song Yuanqiao's voice suddenly rang out.
"Sect Master is in seclusion, so we will be in charge of checking the homework this time.”
After the voice sounded.
The martial arts field suddenly fell silent.
"Everyone should be clear about the specifics. I just want to take a look at your martial arts progress.”
"The only thing that needs to be said is that since you've joined Wudang, you're considered to have joined the martial world! Since he had entered the martial arts world, there would be disputes. There would always be a time to go down the mountain to gain experience.”
"The martial world is cruel, and life and death are unpredictable."
"I hope you know that if you don't work hard on the mountain, it will be extremely dangerous at the foot of the mountain. It's common to lose your lives.”
After he finished speaking.
There was a commotion below the stage as the disciples began to discuss. Some disciples even puffed out their chests as if they had made some preparations in their hearts.
Seeing this.
Song Yuanqiao nodded in satisfaction and turned to Wang Ye, only to find that the latter was still sprawled on the table, his head propped up on his arm as if he hadn't heard him.
This…
Sigh!
Little Junior Brother was really…
Song Yuanqiao sighed inwardly before continuing.
Not long after.
After Song Yuanqiao finished speaking, he picked up the name list from the table and read the first name under the expectant gazes of the audience.
"Zhang Ankang!"
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