"Brother Xiaotian, listen to me. The level of the task score depends on our position in the gang in the future. After becoming a formal disciple, the disciples will be trained by the gang in a key way, and their chances of promotion will be higher than those of the disciples with low scores. Therefore, Brother Xiaotian, don't hold on to the idea of ​​long live the passing of the exam! Brother Xiaotian, don't tell others this big secret."

The fat man Zhang Chaoran looked mysterious and whispered in Zhang Xiaotian's ear.

"Tsk, I thought it was a big secret. Isn't this something that everyone knows."

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out from behind the fat man, and his fat face shook, as if he had done something bad and was caught.

"Who!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a boy staring at him with wide eyes.

The young man was not tall at only 1.65 meters tall, about fifteen or sixteen years old. He looked like Zhang Xiaotian, with a dark felt hat tilted on his head, and his face and hands were covered with black mud. He could no longer see his true appearance. He was holding a half-chewed steamed bun in his hand, laughing, revealing two rows of shiny snow-white fine teeth, but it was very disproportionate to his whole body. His eyes were pitch black and very agile.

"Who are you? Why are you eavesdropping on us? So shameless!"

The fat man said it angrily.

The boy looked like a wanderer, so he was not in the mood to speak well to him, and he was also eavesdropping on his own speech.

But Zhang Xiaotian looked at the boy thinking, his eyes rolling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hmph, what eavesdropping? Don't frame me, fat man. You don't have a sign here saying that people are not allowed to approach. This is a public place. If you can stand, I can't stand! Besides, your voice is so loud that you can hear it ten meters away. I don't want to hear it, but it's going to reach my ears, which really stains my ears."

The boy spoke like a machine gun, and the fat man couldn't get into the mouth with a series of white-haired white-haired swordsman, and his face turned red.

"Damn it, you little beggar, I me, I me, I will beat you up!"

Zhang Chaoran couldn't say anything about him, and suddenly clenched his fists and smashed them hard at the boy, causing a terrible wind, which surprised Zhang Xiaotian on the side.

This fat man looked harmless, but he didn't expect that he was quite strong.

Zhang Xiaotian had no intention of interfering. He didn't know these two people, and he was just a friend of the fat man. He always felt that something was wrong with this young man.

Bar!

The fat man's fist was halfway through, but suddenly he was hooked by someone, losing his center of gravity and falling to eat shit.

The fat man Zhang Chaoran got up in a daze, not knowing how he fell down at all. As soon as he looked up, he saw a dark smiling face in front of him. He was furious and punched him again.

"Ouch!"

The boy seemed to have fallen forward in panic and just cut into the fat man's arms. His left hand was waving randomly and brushed through the elbow of the fat man's waving arm. The fat man felt his arm numb, and the fist he swung suddenly softened.

Then the boy fell back and his feet hooked on the fat man's ankle at some point. With the force of leaning back, he turned it back and fell.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Xiaotian's mouth. Looking at the purple-clothed disciples around him who had been around at some point, he had some guesses about the identity of the boy.

The boy's movements seemed casual but had secrets. It was obvious that he had martial arts. Although the disciples of the Goshawk Society who were surrounded by him were very careful in their actions and just moved slightly closer, Zhang Xiaotian could see that they all attached great importance to the boy in front of him.

It seems that this young man disguised as a wandering child should be a child from a big man in the Ghawks. Although I don’t know why this young man wanted to get into the ordinary people who came to apply for the job, this did not prevent a certain thought from vaguely rising in Zhang Xiaotian’s mind.

"Maybe, you can use it!" he thought, touching his chin.

The fat man who was fallen again was completely angry and embarrassed. He blushed, screamed, and rushed towards the smiling boy in front of him.

At this time, one hand was placed on his shoulder.

The fat man, who was already in a state of rampage, didn't even look at who it was. He fought hard, but unexpectedly, his hand was as solid as a rock and extremely stable as he fixed his body.

Several disciples in the purple-clothed goshawks showed strange colors in their eyes. Although this fat man had no source power, he was born with divine power. With all his strength, the thin boy could actually pull him with one hand, and his strength was even more impressive!

It seems that there are many good talents in this generation!

They didn't know that Zhang Xiaotian had achieved success in his body refining, but they just thought that his power was born, and they all were a little amazed.

The fat man Zhang Chaoran turned around in surprise. When he saw that it was Zhang Xiaotian who held him, he even looked surprised.

Naturally, he knew how strong he was. As an orphan, he would sway on the streets on weekdays. With all his strength, he could not deal with him. Without this strength, he would not be able to raise himself so fat.

Unexpectedly, this rich young master looked thin, but he could actually hold himself in one hand!

The fat man was even more convinced of his judgment. Only those rich families can have enough nutritional supplements to allow their children to receive regular exercise from an early age. Even if they do not have the power of the body, their bodies are generally better than those of poor families.

Of course, Zhang Xiaotian is so strong now that the fat man thinks that this kid is born with great strength just like him.

"Zhang Chaoran, forget it. Maybe they are all disciples of the Gangying Society in the future, so let's save face from each other. Besides, those things are not secrets, and it doesn't matter if they are heard."

The boy tilted his head, looked at Zhang Xiaotian with black eyes, but he was thinking in his mind: "This kid looks like a thin monkey, but he is very strong, like a bull."

"Just him!" The fat man Zhang Chaoran pointed at the boy with disgust on his face, completely forgetting that he had been thrown into a mess before. "Look at his thin appearance, he will definitely not be able to pass the level of physical fitness."

"Then you can pass the test with such a chubby look!" The boy replied with a smile, as if he thought it was interesting to fight like this.

"Hmph, although I am fat, I am strong!"

"Hey, although I'm thin but smart!"

"I have strong ability to fight against blows!"

"I'm quick to react!"

"I can break a stone with one punch."

"I just can't hit me!"

"I, I, can withstand three big men alone!"

"I still can't hit me!"

"I, I, you, you!"

"What do I do, what do you do."

Fatty man's lyrics were terrified, glaring at the young man, turning his head angrily and stop looking at him, but saying to Zhang Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, I will give you face and ignore him!"

"Boy, I will give you face, so I won't throw him away!"
Chapter completed!