Chapter 184 The Master Assessment Begins

"My name is Lezhou, and this is Aizi Tuantuan."

After the man with fair skin who looked like a gentleman finished introducing himself, the boy with some baby fat on his face called out to everyone in a polite manner: "Hello, brother and sister."

In addition to the contestants in the middle of the hall, there were also some female disciples of the Mohist School watching on the sidelines.

Their facial expressions softened, and some even wanted to wave their hands to bring their children over for hugs and rubs.

Le Zhou squatted down and put his hands on Tuantuan's shoulders. He looked at him quietly with his dark eyes and coaxed him softly, "Daddy will have a competition with others later. Tuantuan, please go to the sisters on the side first, okay?"

Tuantuan even stuck out her pink tongue to lick the candy man in Ri's hand, and her bright eyes reflected the handsome face of the man.

"Yes! Tuan Tuan, go to your sister and cheer for Daddy!"

After saying that, he ran straight towards the group of girls, looking quite impatient, which made the girls laugh out loud.

Le Zhou stood up again, straightened his slightly wrinkled collar with his slender fingers, raised his head and scanned the people one by one, and when his eyes fell on Jun Lin's face, he smiled friendly: "I never thought I would see you here."

Tuantuan was held in the arms of a female disciple and waved her hands happily: "It's the big brother who bought Tuantuan some candied haws!"

Jun Lin nodded at the two of them, then quickly lowered his eyelids so that his expression could not be seen clearly.

This time, the assessment of the giants was attended by many strong people.

The Lord of Dajing is Jun Lin, the Lord of Xueyu is Yi'an, the Lord of Yinyang is Wu Shi, and the Young Master of Mohist is Lin Junhuai.

Yu Yu's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to take a step forward.

There were four people in each team, and the atmosphere was tense, but when they finally gathered together, no one spoke.

Although the whole city is filled with rushing rivers, the air, which should be humid, is unexpectedly dry, like firewood that will catch fire at the slightest touch.

Bingwen was looking at Junlin, Junlin was looking at Lezhou silently, Lezhou looked at Yian, Yian was staring at Wu Shi with interest, Wu Shi was holding an umbrella in one hand and a carved square wooden block in the other, looking at this and that.

"What did the master take?"

The deadlock was broken first by Jun Lin.

Wu Shi threw the block of wood to her and said, "Flower seeds, does Emperor Jing have a way to make them bloom?"

Jun Lin took it steadily with one hand, turning it over and over in his hand but couldn't figure it out.

There are delicate carvings on all six sides of the cube. No matter how you look at it, it looks like just a piece of carved art. Can this thing bloom?

She shook her head.

Yi An leaned closer to his head and half-jokingly asked, "Would you like me to help the Sect Master?"

Starlight gradually filled up in the misty eyes.

The Snow Lord's fortune-telling skills are undoubtedly the best in the world, but Jun Lin glanced at this young man with heterochromatic eyes who was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and said in a cold tone: "Live a little longer."

Please don’t let the Snowland Country be destroyed.

The result was prophecy.

Yi An was nonchalant: "I can still live for three years, but I can't live longer than that."

Amid the mixed looks of the crowd, he smiled and said, "I've wasted my life over the years. Even if I really want to take advantage of you this time, I'm afraid I don't have the strength to do so."

I don’t know whether it’s true or not, but everyone at the scene had different thoughts and few people cared about his life or death.

Lin Junhuai's round eyes moved around among everyone, and when he finally locked onto the commander-in-chief, a hint of murderous intent secretly flashed in his eyes.

There is something wrong with the commander-in-chief. Although the facts have not been fully investigated yet, we must not allow him to take the position of the leader.

Because only the leader can command the entire Mohist school and have control over the organizational map.

They seemed to be chatting without any grudge, but half an hour before the test started, the crowd suddenly became agitated. The person who came was the judge of the test.

An old man walked over with a man and a woman.

The old man is vigorous, with a pair of sparkling eyes. Although he is nearly 70 years old, he does not look old at all. His long white eyebrows are full of heroic spirit. Just by standing there, the majesty that has been accumulated by the years is enough to shock people.

The Mohist disciples quickly lined up in a solemn and dignified manner. The old man stood straight with his hands behind his back. "I am Mo Ge, the examiner of the Mohist school. Now I will introduce the examination rules to you all."

Jun Lin and others put away their careless attitude, retreated to their own teams and listened carefully.

"The content of the assessment depends on the person. This time, the assessment for the leader is divided into four rounds. Each round will test the candidate's leadership and character, whether he can gain the trust of his teammates, whether he can inspire people, whether he can take responsibility, judge right from wrong, and make decisions based on the situation. This is also the reason why we team up with others."

The old man's voice was deep and powerful, mixed with his inner strength and carried to every corner of the hall.

The Mohist disciples gathered around and gathered, their heads moving. They held their breath and prepared to witness the birth of a new leader.

"Each team will send three people to compete in each round. The young master and the commander-in-chief must participate. The one with the most wins will be the new leader. If there is a tie after four rounds, a fifth round will be held. Do you have any questions?"

All members expressed no objection.

"In the first round of competition, the first person to leave the ring will be the loser. Please carefully discuss the first person to send out."

The old man didn't want to say more. He made a quick gesture and the beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure on his left pressed the switch. The ground made a rumbling sound, followed by the dull sound of gears turning. In the surprised eyes of everyone, a solid fighting arena quickly rose in the middle of the hall.

Lin Junhuai put away his smiling expression and pleaded softly, "This assessment is shrouded in doubt. The power of the Mohist School must not fall into the hands of outsiders. Please lend me a helping hand."

Yi An gathered his sleeves and pursed his lips slightly: "I came here because this assessment will affect the future situation. If we lose, the melee will be extended for at least ten years."

Jun Lin's eyes passed over the masked man, then lingered on the unidentified Le Zhou, and finally withdrew with deep meaning: "So we must win."

Yan Yusuo frowned, feeling that something was wrong: "The three opponents are all strong from their aura, but Le Zhou is too mediocre..."

Jun Lin: "The stronger a person is, the better he will pretend. The first battle is of great importance. What are your plans, young master?"

Lin Junhuai pondered seriously: "According to the rules, I must fight in every round. If we compete, Brother Xiaolin will naturally be indispensable. So there is one spot left..."

Yi An smiled and said, "In terms of martial arts, I can't beat Yan Yu, so I can only wait and see in the first round."

Yan Yu looked at the formation on the other side and suddenly felt uncertain, but he still responded firmly with a desperate attitude: "Okay, leave it to me."

Jun Lin patted his shoulder and smiled softly at him: "Don't let your mind get distracted before the game."

"yes."

Lin Junhuai: "We need to get off to a good start and dampen the opponent's momentum, so let Brother Xiaolin play in the first game."

Jun Lin was pleased: "Okay."

She took a step to walk towards the arena, but suddenly stopped beside Yi An, and a soft voice came into the young man's ear: "You participated in the palace coup in Yue State, right? The investigation into the murder of the Snow Region nobles led to the former King of Yue. In order to avenge your compatriots, you joined forces with the ministers to eliminate him."

Upon hearing this, Yian's eyes seemed to be filled with bright stars. He didn't say anything, but Jun Lin knew that this was an admission.

Jun Lin chuckled hoarsely: "I really don't know when you two got to know each other."

She strode forward.

The situation is really becoming increasingly complicated.

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Off topic

"For the pleasure of mountains and rivers, I often go boating."

Named Lezhou.