Thunder Martial

The apprentices who took part in the assessment appeared successively, only the latter half of them were destined and would not be eligible to participate in the second round.

But they had nothing to be discouraged about. The first round was so slow, the second round was even less luxurious, after all, the top ten only had a reward.

The success rate of this assessment is still more than 99%. Unfortunately, those who die or are seriously injured want to get mixed up.

Nearly a thousand people participated in the examination, leaving half, there are also more than 400 people, Zijuan is one of the more than 400 people, it is very impressive, next to the wonderful sky, even less eye-catching.

Two eyeless, lining up a remarkable Lin Xue.

“Okay, good. ”

There is also a platform in this square where the elders stand in the middle of the platform, looking down at the faces of hundreds of people with a satisfied smile.

The other elders stood on both sides, each with a chair behind them, and the elders did not sit, and they all stood.

“You have passed the first round of assessment, and since then, you have been the inner disciples of Lingwu Sect, enjoying the treatment of inner disciples. ”

As the Great Elder's voice dropped, cheers came out of the crowd.

The treatment of the inner disciple is much better than that of the outer disciple. It is enough to envy the outer disciple just to receive a true Qi Dan for free a year. In addition, you can earn points to redeem for Qi Dan.

These are the privileges of the Inner Gate disciple, a 500-year-old snow ginseng. If the Inner Gate disciple is exchanged for a contribution point, he can redeem at least ten true Qi Dan, but let the original purple ginseng exchange for at most five.

Because Zizhen is looking for Inner Sect Disciple to exchange privately.

After the cheer, the next major play, the fight, the top ten all have a huge reward, in addition to the other one into the core, will also come from the top ten.

Everyone who is eligible to participate is a friction fist and a great battle spirit.

“Next, when we fight, and when we witness your strength, we, the old men, will test your potential in a fair and just battle, so as to select one of you with the greatest potential...”

The Great Elder speaks above, and below are the fanatical inner disciples.

In the distance, the people are counting the lists, preparing the elders for the fight.

The work of the group lasted for half an hour, and the elders were passionate on the high stage to announce half an hour, listening to the people below.

“Okay, now the fight starts, hear the name shout out and come out.” At last, after this sentence, the speech was declared over, and he sat down, as did the remaining elders.

“Kellogg!” Someone shouted out a name next to him.

“Here it is!” Ke learned, shouting loudly. He didn't think that the first name in the first round was him.

“Wu Ling. ”

“To!”

Another disciple in green walked out.

“Ke Xuexi Wu Zheng. ”

“Wang Huanzheng was prone to flooding. ”

“Wu Sheng beat Wang Huachu. ”

“Mysterious Air Warfare Liu Guandu. ”

“Tong Xuan Battle Lin Xue. ”

“Zixian Battle Pipe Cloud. ”

As the name of the road reads out, a battle is also taking place successively, just the first round of battle, relatively not great, many external disciples look at the taste, but the inner disciple lost interest.

Their gaze is only at a few of the people on the field.

That was the first Wang Meng to get here, and the second Wu Sheng to get here.

“Wang Xiong, that kid is your brother, isn't he? That's good. Six layers of real strength is expected to hit first.” An inner disciple in white headed towards Wang Xiongdao.

“Of course.” Wang Xiong seemed very confident.

“Sure, if your brother goes to the core, you will follow the developed, don't forget our brothers.” There's another inner disciple.

“Don't worry.” Wang Xiong looked very arrogant.

This batch of disciples, there are only a few that can be fought, of which Wang Zheng is the most prominent performance. If there is no accident, Wang Zheng is the first iron, and becomes the core without.

At this time, the Inner Sect disciple also saw the seedling head and came to show his goodness to Wang Xiong.

“Don't worry, they're all brothers.” Wang Xiong laughed proudly. He used to rely heavily on Wang. Today he finally relied on Wang once, but he was not jealous. Instead, he was very happy. But his eyes fell on the purple body, but he snorted coldly.

“Huh, it's him. ”

“What's the matter, brother?” Wang Xiong's face was cold and naturally attracted the attention of many disciples of the inner gate. They followed Wang Xiong's gaze and saw the purple.

“Didn't that kid follow Lin Xue? You know him?” someone asked.

“There are some contradictions.” Wang Xiong coldly said.

“Contradictions, don't worry, as long as he gets to the inner gate, I promise he won't last three days.” One of the inner disciples, coldly said.

“What's his name? ”

“Zi Chen. ”

At this time, Zijuan had arrived at the battlefield, standing in front of the pipe cloud, a young man with a crude face.

“Just surrender early, I don't want to punch you.” Seeing the thin purple, the pipe clouds loud.

“Nonsense, let's fight.” Purple indifference.

“Ha ha, then you wait to be beaten up.” The pipe cloud laughed a little, and the flowing cloud steps appeared, waving a pair of old fists like steel towards the purple.

At the bottom of the purple feet, retreat quickly.

There are a lot of battles in the square, but the eye-catching ones are just a few, of which Zixiang belongs to one place. In addition to Wang Xiong and others, there are Su Mengyao in the distance and Chen Feng next to him.

“This little guy is too ordinary. How could he be with Cher? I heard you went outside last time for this kid.” Chen Feng looked at the purple, indifferent way he had been hiding.

“You spying on me?” Su Mengyao complained.

“Sister, you are a celebrity in Lingwuzong. You can attract wind waves everywhere you go and use surveillance. Besides, the next spiritual martial arts, but mine, I don't know anything.” Chen Feng smiled faintly, smiling like a spring breeze, extremely handsome.

“But this kid doesn't really go well with Cher, it's just a pile of cow shit... he's not as good as a toad, how can he go well with Cher.” Chen Feng's eyes suddenly became cold.

“Don't mess around. It's Cher's choice. Besides, what does it matter to you?” Su Mengyao's voice was blunt, but Dai-mei, slightly wrinkled, betrayed her. Apparently, she also wondered why Lin Xue was looking for such an ordinary kid.

Normal looks, normal strength.

From the battle until now, Zijuan has been hiding, occasionally twice, but has been shaken back by the pipe cloud.

The first round of fighting is almost over.

Wang Meng won the first battle, retreated from the enemy, Wu Sheng won the second, and retreated from the enemy.

Streaming clouds beneath the foot of the wonderful sky have realized the true intentions, let a blow, while the other side's open door, strike a blow, win.

Then Lin Xue and Ke Xuexue won.

By the end of the battle, Purple Footsteps had panicked and made a mistake, then punched out, fortunately winning.

“Shit, what a world, really bad luck.” Guan Yun scolded, he had always occupied the initiative and suddenly lost the move.

“That's it, you dare step on my head, purple, you better pray you don't meet me, or I'll beat you to pieces.” Ke Xuexiao walked in front of the purple, whispering the way.

“Be careful, if you come at me, I'll accidentally kill you.” Wang Mao also walked by the purple clay with a sneer.

Fighting is forbidden to kill each other, but there have been accidents and occasionally the monks have been killed.

“Come on. ”

“Zijuan, come on. ”

Miao Kung and Lin Xue also walked over.

At the end of the first round of fighting, more than 400 people, half of them in the blink of an eye, another confrontation began a moment later.

It is still a phase-out system, with a fixed win or loss round.

“Pong!”

Wang Zheng slapped Qingyi disciple.

True Qi level 6, plus second-rate fighting skills, he won.

“Boom!”

Wu Sheng also defeated another person.

For this assessment, the two people are the most visible, and if there are no accidents, the first should appear among the two.

However, from the current perspective, the first is most likely Wang Mao, because Wang Mao is the strength of the sixth level of Qi, while Wu Sheng is the fifth level of Qi, of course not excluding the possibility of Wu Sheng Tibetan awkwardness.

He acted calmly all the way along. His eyes were also unusually calm when he looked at Wang Wang in a provocative way.

Miao Sky still uses walking methods to easily win, as does Lin Xue. She possesses second-rate warfare skills, and the attack is real and false, making it impossible to distinguish between false and false.

At first battle, Purple still wins with a slight advantage.

Now is not the time to expose your strength.

The third round of fighting began, with more than a hundred people remaining this time.

The strong side, still strong, is still on the fortunate path.

“Hush!”

When the third round of purple power was won again, the crowd heard a shriek. In their view, purple power was really ordinary, and each time he won, he seized an opportunity because of the other's carelessness.

The squeals in the crowd are getting louder and louder. This battle is also taking place in a whine until the last twenty remain.

When the night descends, the sky is late.

“That is it for today's battle, and it will continue tomorrow.” The Great Elders rose from the high ground and declared today's fighting over.

Some external disciples returned frustrated. As for Purple and others who passed the assessment, from today on, they will become inner disciples and enjoy the treatment of inner disciples.

“Very unusual. ”

Su Mengyao also left, but she remembered the purple peak. One time she could be fortunate, but not the next. She is the strength of the eighth peak of her true qi. Her eyes are extraordinary, and she naturally sees the purple extraordinary.

With the exception of Su Mengyao, many Inner Sect disciples have seen the unusual purple.

There are only many external disciples who do not see the entrance, and even shush.

Although unusual, nobody still cares about purple, because today there are two people, Fung Mang is too strong, one is Wang Meng and one is Wu Sheng.

Wang Meng everyone knows that he is Wang Xiong's younger brother, possesses second-rate warfare skills, but Wu Sheng is a stranger, no one knows his origin, but he knows second-rate warfare skills, and can really walk second-rate.

During the daytime battle, Zijuan and others' residences were arranged.

In the room, there are several sets of clothes and a white jade token with a spiritual martial arts on one side and a purple fame on the other.

Since then, Zizheng has been an Inner Sect disciple.