Urban Demon Slayer

Qingcheng Mountain.

His Highness stood ten young disciples, all of them with swords hanging around their waists, all in high spirits. A middle-aged man at the head of the hall looked over one by one, and he was quite satisfied in front of them. Every one of them was his proud disciple. He was either a genius or a genius. Only the last one was seen, his eyebrows were barely noticeable. Pick one up.

The last disciple was ordinary in appearance, not tall, and his eyes were slightly dodged. He kneaded his hands gently, as if he didn't know where to put it, which was in stark contrast to the other disciples who were in high spirits.

His name is He Jun, and he was originally just an outer disciple of Qingcheng Mountain. He was usually responsible for sprinkling water and sweeping the floor. He was also very talented, and logically he was not qualified to go to the [Monster Slayer First Training Camp].

He got into this team by accident.

When Qingcheng Mountain selected places to go to the [Monster Slayer First Training Camp] in previous years, it was always the leader who personally selected young disciples with good talent.

This deputy head is usually very expressive. He always likes to win people's hearts and do some novel things to prove that he is different from the pedantic head. This time is the same. He said that for fairness, this time not. It is recommended that all the disciples cast lots together, regardless of the outer sect or the inner sect.

This move was really sensational, and everyone praised the deputy head for being open-minded and democratic.

As a result, the headmaster found out and scolded him, saying that the annual [Monster Slayer Training Camp] is not only a good opportunity to contribute new monster slayers to the country, but also a good opportunity for each sect to compete secretly. If Qingcheng Mountain passes the assessment in the end The number of disciples ranked at the bottom, who will be responsible for this?

The deputy head suddenly reacted abruptly at this time, but the words have already been said, and taking it back will undoubtedly be a slap in the face, so he thought of another way, appointed ten talented disciples in advance, and sent the selected note. Stuff it between their fingers, and then it's just a cutscene, in fact, it's just a few of them.

Although the final result will definitely be questioned by other disciples, how come it is these disciples who usually perform well who have drawn the lot, but there is no evidence to say much, and it is already the only way for the deputy head to make up for this mistake.

On the day of drawing the lot, everything was going well. One after another, the pre-determined disciples got the lot, but one of them made a mistake. fell.

In desperation, he had no choice but to pick one, but of course he was unsuccessful.

The lucky one finally fell on He Jun's head.

Looking at this ordinary outer disciple, the deputy head couldn't help being a little annoyed. Fortunately, there was only one flaw. Even if his final results were not very good, he was even eliminated by the [Monster Slayer First Training Camp]. It will not affect the reputation of the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

"He Jun, go out with your junior brothers, talk less, do more things, and follow their arrangements, do you understand?" The deputy head gave him a cold look.

That's right, those outstanding disciples are all the junior brothers of He Jun. He Jun worshipped Qingcheng Mountain when he was very young. It has been seven or eight years since then, and there has been no progress. He is still sprinkling water and sweeping the floor at the outer door. No wonder the deputy head Don't look down on him, but let him listen to the words of those junior brothers.

"Yes..." He Jun lowered his head and squeezed his hands lightly.

No one saw that there was a faint white light emitting from his palm.

"Okay, let's all get ready to go!" The deputy head waved his hand.

Those disciples said goodbye, then turned around and left with a smile, and no one paid any attention to the so-called senior brother He Jun.

He Jun walked at the end, his figure seemed lonely and lonely, but the white light kept emitting from the palm of his hand.

"Ouch—"

A scream sounded, and He Jun tripped over the door of the main hall. He fell on the spot and gnawed shit, and his ankle swelled on the spot.

"What a waste... Your luck in this life is exhausted this time!" The deputy head snorted coldly, ignoring him at all, turned and walked towards the apse.

Outside the main hall, He Jun instead seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He stood up struggling with the door frame, and continued walking with a limp, and the white light in his palm finally disappeared.

...

Shangjing City, in a courtyard house.

Sitting in front of the computer, Song Cepeng reviewed the profiles of the newcomers one by one.

"That's right, you let the wind out and said that this time you are going to teach the class yourself, aren't those geniuses gathering here like crazy?" Behind him stood a woman in her early thirties, who looked the same. It's not that kind of shockingly good-looking, but the facial features give people a very comfortable feeling. Every part complements each other, as if they were born on her face, giving people a sense of intimacy, like a neighbor. 's big sister.

Her name is Siyao, and she is the current deputy commander of [Monster Slayer].