"Gather!" Usually, the outer and inner disciples practice independently, but on the first day of the month, all disciples will be summoned. Around eight o'clock, hundreds of disciples will be gathered.

"The fifth largest sect in the world, only hundreds of disciples..." Chen Ming murmured in a low voice.

"Only disciples who have not graduated can have monthly exams. Those who have graduated have already started to explore the world and even work in the industry of the Wuhu Sect. They come back from time to time, just to learn new martial arts or undertake new sect tasks... It is also possible, to buy cultivation materials." Yang Xiong knew that Chen Ming was not clear, so he explained in a low voice.

Even if there are really only hundreds of disciples, so what? Many small sects that are on the verge of bankruptcy can only be one or two disciples. In order to cultivate this disciple, the head of the sect has to work and make money in person to buy supplies!

Cultivation materials? Not all sects have them. Wuhumen sells medicinal bath powder to those small sects every year and can make a lot of money. The benefits are here upstream of the food chain.

Thinking of his three brothers struggling with several small sects, Yang Xiong was determined to strive for progress.

As for why the three brothers still stayed in the sect so hard, there are only two reasons: except for martial arts, the three of them do not have other skills at all; even if they have a hard time, the money they earn is still a little higher than working. The key is that they look more decent!

"Oh..." Chen Ming nodded. He was not very clear about the affairs of the sect, and it was not surprising that he didn't know. After all, he spent a day practicing martial arts and practicing.

It is hard to imagine what it would be like to raise a child at the age of twelve, but to do not play, but to study. In fact, his communication is also very lacking. Except for a few people in the door, he did not even know a few senior brothers and sisters...

"Today is another monthly exam day..." Xiao Yan had arrived here at the high platform. "The disciples practiced for a month, and now it is time to test whether you work hard... (One thousand words are omitted in the middle)... Then, start practicing martial arts!"

In fact, he has to say this last time every month. It has no practical significance. After all, it is better to show his presence. Otherwise, a sect will not even know what his leader looks like, and he will be laughed at if he says it.

"According to age and identity, we will first be an outer disciple under the age of twelve!" The elder of the Baihu Dean announced.

The martial arts are a thing of the art of martial arts, but this is a monthly exam, so naturally the fewer people, the easier it is to see the problem. After the elder announced, more than ten children under the age of twelve came out of the crowd. These are the current outer disciples of the Wuhumen under the age of twelve.

It is not about practicing martial arts together, but about screening the core martial arts of the elective, then measuring the physical condition, and finally performing martial arts. Before and after each sequence, there is an inner disciple who has gone out to test it. Needless to say, the elective arts must be the martial arts of this sect.

"Tiger Claws, the number of practitioners, the three of them have been slightly increased in the assessment this month, and the three of them have been completed." After the martial arts performance, the disciples responsible for the inspection came to the elder of Baihu Dean and Xiao Yan to report.

"The tiger's power is domineering, and the number of practitioners is one, and the pace is still there, and it has not improved."

"Tiger tail scissors, the number of practitioners is two, one person has made a small improvement, and the other person is standing still."

"The Five Tigers Soul-Breaking Sword, the number of practitioners who practiced has made slight progress."

"The number of practitioners of the tiger's courage and the army spear is four, and the three have made a slight improvement. Among them, Fang Jiaqi has regressed compared with last month!"

"If you step on the spot, go to the side to explain the reason; if you step down, you will further check and warn once after confirming that it is correct!" the elder replied.

Fang Jiaqi has no record of regression. In other words, unless she also regresses next month, then the punishment will be deepened. She is already an outer disciple, and the most serious situation is probably expelling from the master.

Many people are not surprised by this. Perhaps when they started at the age of six, most of their disciples had a sincere heart for martial arts. After five or six years, when people grow up, they can't stand the temptations from outside, or have a weak interest in martial arts, and various problems will arise. Especially for women... Fang Jiaqi's question came out, and she couldn't figure out why a girl who was eleven or twelve years old would have a premature love affair.

"Next, the inner disciples under the age of twelve are out!" After a group of disciples went down, the elder of the Baihu Dean announced the next group to come up. There are more inner disciples than the outer disciples, with a total of twenty-one.

When Chen Ming really put on his posture and started to perform martial arts, he saw the difference between the inside and outside sects. Let’s talk about the twenty-one disciples in front of him, not to mention the eight-year-olds. For those over the age of eight, each disciple’s strength is stronger than him!

He started at the age of six, studied hard for two years, invested a lot of medicinal baths, and practiced martial arts and studied scientifically. Of course, he was only in the fourth month of entry, and only in the first month of becoming an outer disciple!

"Outer disciples over twelve years old and under 18 years old are out!" As those inner disciples finished their martial arts exercises, the elder announced.

"It's our turn!" Yang Xiong was a little nervous, but he still went out with the large army.

"The martial arts performance begins! By the way, Yang Xiong... Just measure your physical condition directly... You don't have to take the assessment." The elder was about to give an order, and perhaps he saw Yang Xiong in the crowd, and then shouted.

"Yes..." Yang Xiong heard this and didn't understand why, but he still walked out.

Only when I really started martial arts practice did I know why I asked him out. Over the age of twelve, the Tiger Power Body has begun to be introduced, and many people have already practiced to the first level or even the second level. How to test this thing? It's nothing more than cutting bricks and sticks to test strength and defense. If you don't test it like this, how can you test it?

Just because of Yang Xiong's incoming situation, if he did this, he would probably have to be sent directly to the hospital...

Chen Ming was not easy either. What is the test of tiger claw skills? It is not only a trick, but also a test of grip strength. He has learned the moves, but it is just a very "textbook" and is not as agile as others. The grip strength is not as good as others, and even wild walnuts cannot be crushed.

Seeing this, the disciple in charge of the assessment actually frowned, but after looking at the report, he immediately understood. It was just one month after entering the school and participated in the first martial arts performance in the early month, which was understandable... So he registered the test results for the next time as a comparison.

"Because you are participating for the first time, there is no concept of punishment, and of course there is no reward..." After the martial arts performance, the two of them waited next to them, and an inner disciple stepped forward, "Your data has been recorded, and I look forward to your performance next month. Of course, you can also try your luck in the later stage battle."

"Senior brother is joking... I guess all eight-year-old inner disciples can defeat us, let alone disciples of the same age." Chen Ming was helpless, without comparison, and didn't know that he was trash.

"But this is also a rare opportunity for fellow disciples to compete. Even if you lose in the end, at least you can learn a lot from others!" The inner disciple explained in a low voice.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Chen Ming immediately realized that, indeed, this is a good opportunity to expand his experience and learn other people's martial arts experience. It's just that the price is to be beaten up, and his self-esteem is a bit uncomfortable!
Chapter completed!