Chapter 87

Yefeng walked to the examination ground and bowed to the young elder in black, saying, "Senior, we are already prepared. Please activate the steel puppet."

"You have a lot of courage."

The young elder in black spoke, his gaze sweeping over Yefeng.

At this moment, Yefeng could feel a powerful divine sense scanning his body.

However, Yefeng cultivated the most ultimate legacy of the Creation Divine Dynasty of old, the Creation Divine Technique.

This young elder in black was an elder of the outer sect, a super expert at the Martial Emperor level, surpassing the Martial King.

But even so, this young elder in black could not see through Yefeng's true legacy and power.

He could only sense that Yefeng's cultivation was at the Sixth Heaven of Heavenly Martial Realm.

"Ordinary."

The young elder in black muttered to himself, no longer paying attention.

"Boom!"

But suddenly, a huge roar echoed through the venue.

"What?!"

The young elder in black looked over sharply. At this moment, Yefeng had actually slapped the tall steel puppet and sent it flying.

"Rumble!"

The massive steel puppet, a war machine, flew up and crashed into a large forest in the distance, the iron plates on its body cracking with a "crack."

"What's going on?"

The young elder in black was shocked, his eyes wide.

Just a moment ago, he had said this white-robed youth was ordinary.

But in the next moment, this white-robed youth had slapped a steel puppet at the Fifth Heaven of Divine Martial Realm into the air.

Moreover, the steel puppet was almost shattered.

What kind of terrifying physical strength was this?

"What? How can this kid be so powerful!"

At this moment, the few young nobles who had been smirking nearby were all stunned.

Their smiles froze on their faces.

"Brother Yefeng, you! You are actually so powerful!"

Hongling stared at Yefeng in shock.

She never would have thought that Yefeng had such formidable physical strength.

After all, this steel puppet was made entirely of refined iron, heavy and powerful, a thorough killing machine.

But now, this killing machine had almost been shattered by Yefeng's slap.

At this moment, as the entire venue was shocked, Yefeng's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no.

It seemed he had used too much force, losing control and causing such a big commotion.

He had almost shattered the steel puppet.

Yefeng looked at the shocked outer sect elders on the platform and said softly, "Elders, I..."

"Passed, passed!"

The young elder in black leaped down from the platform and came to Yefeng's side.

His eyes were full of excitement, as if he had discovered a world-class treasure. He stared at Yefeng and said, "You don't need to become a servant disciple. You will directly become an outer sect disciple. I will take you to the sect hall to complete the registration procedures."

"Whoa!"

At this moment, everyone who saw this scene could not help but draw a sharp breath.

They never would have thought that Yefeng would directly skip the servant disciple level and be directly taken in by an outer sect elder to become an outer sect disciple.

That status and position instantly put him far above them.

At this moment, Hongling looked at the few young nobles nearby with a cold smile. "You called Brother Yefeng a country bumpkin. Look at yourselves, a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

"You...!"

The few young nobles glared, wanting to say something, but they dared not speak when they saw Yefeng standing beside Hongling.

Because this white-robed youth was truly a world-class powerhouse.

A slap that almost shattered a steel puppet, such terrifying brute strength, who would dare to provoke him?

"Simply a young human beast in human form." Someone in the crowd muttered.

"Human beast?"

Yefeng's hearing, enhanced by the golden divine pill in his brain, was extremely sharp. He instantly heard the muttering in the crowd.

He couldn't help but twitch his lips. Being called this was indeed a bit strange.

But when Yefeng thought about it, he felt that he was indeed almost a human beast.

Because, as the Creation Divine Technique advanced, his physique would transform from the first stage, the Bronze Battle Body, to the second stage, the Silver Battle Body, and continue to evolve.

In the end, his physique would become increasingly powerful, capable of swallowing stars and rivers, and lifting mountains, truly comparable to the legendary prehistoric beasts.

At this moment, Yefeng looked at the young elder in black and suddenly said, "Hongling and I are a team. If I become an outer sect disciple, she should receive the same treatment."

"Brother Yefeng!"

Hongling was almost moved to tears by Yefeng's words.

After all, from childhood to now, almost no one had treated her so sincerely.

Yefeng smiled at Hongling and said, "We are a team, comrades. I naturally won't forget you."

Actually, Yefeng said this to divert attention.

After all, if he alone broke the rules to become an outer sect disciple from a servant disciple, it might attract the attention of some people with ulterior motives.

But if Hongling was with him, others wouldn't focus all their attention on him.

Moreover, Yefeng felt that Hongling, this red-robed girl, had a very good character and could be a good friend. Helping her was just a small favor.

When the young elder in black heard Yefeng's words, he first frowned, but then reluctantly nodded and said, "Alright, I'll give you this face. But you must work hard to cultivate and bring glory to our Sword Sect. Don't waste your special physique."

Clearly, this young elder in black believed that Yefeng had a special physique with innate divine strength.

Yefeng bowed and said, "Junior will definitely work hard."

At this moment, Hongling, seeing the young elder in black agree, was very excited and hugged Yefeng's arm. "Brother Yefeng, thank you!"

Yefeng smiled and said, "You should thank this senior."

Only then did Hongling hurriedly thank the young elder in black. "Thank you, Elder, for your kindness."

The young elder in black smiled and said, "No problem. Your cultivation is at the Ninth Heaven of Heavenly Martial Realm, about to break through to the Divine Martial Realm. You are also close to qualifying as an outer sect disciple."

Saying this, the young elder in black looked at Yefeng and said, "In the future, don't call me senior. Call me Elder Yumuo. We are all fellow disciples now."

"Yes, Elder Yumuo."

Yefeng and Hongling both responded.

"Let's go. I'll take you two to the sect hall to complete the registration procedures."

Elder Yumuo, with his hands behind his back, led the two of them away.

The crowd watching the three leave were all envious to the point of red eyes.