Monsters are divided into five levels, each level has ten levels, and the strength of the first-level monster is equivalent to that of a warrior, and the second-level monster is equivalent to a cultivator in the cultivator realm. And so on, the stronger the more you go.

Xue Bingling is a cultivator in the cultivator realm. Her strength is absolutely at the mid-level even in the cultivator realm. Monsters of the second level and first level are simply not a threat to her. This is why she dares to use this path as an assessment path. At least, she will not let those warriors who voluntarily join Shangqing Sect die unjustly because they fight with monsters with too much strength, because there is no point in the assessment.

After Wang Hui understood this, he felt much more at ease, so he asked the owner to check in, then packed up his things and went to the Tiger Martial Arts Hall.

Just about twenty minutes after he left, a group of people broke into the place. Two of Wang Hui knew him, one was the young master who had been taught by him, and the other was Xue Bingyi. Most of the others were warriors above the power accumulation realm. This lineup was powerful. If Wang Hui had walked twenty minutes late, he would probably die here.

"Damn it! I ran away for that kid!" The person who spoke was the father of the young master, Zhang Bei, the boss of the company who was dependent on the Xue Group in Xidu City. He has great strength and is already a master close to the seventh level of divine power warrior.

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry. Since Wang Hui is going to participate in the Shangqing Sect assessment, he must have gone to the Tiger Martial Arts Hall, which is also the place where he has been practicing." Xue Bingyi said coldly.

"Miss Second, do you want to go and destroy that kid now?" Zhang Bei asked. With Xue Bingyi here, he didn't dare to make decisions without authorization.

Xue Bingyi shook her head and said, "No, Xue Bingling is in the Tiger Martial Arts Hall now, she will not allow us to touch Wang Hui."

"Wang Hui and the eldest lady are not close, so how can she really favor that guy?" Zhang Bei asked in disbelief.

"Don't forget that Xue Bingling was also a disciple of the Tiger Martial Arts Club in the past, and they were also considered as a relationship between senior sister and junior brother. In addition, Wang Hui has participated in the Shangqing Sect assessment registration. As an assessment monk, she also has the obligation to protect Wang Hui's safety, at least in Xidu City." Xue Bingyi is not very old, but after all, she comes from a famous family, has received a very good education, and is smart, so her comprehensive thinking of problems is much better than that of Zhang Bei.

"What should I do? Could it be that kid arrived at Shangqing Sect so safely? If he became a disciple of Shangqing Sect, my son's revenge would be even more difficult." Zhang Bei shouted anxiously.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? There is still a long way to go from Xidu City to Shangqingmen. My wild sister seems to have decided to use this road as an assessment path, which means that many people will die during this period..." Xue Bingyi snorted coldly.

"Ah, I understand. As long as you arrange a master to attack and kill Wang Hui on this section of the road, the success rate will be very high!" Zhang Bei slapped his head.

"That's right, there are not only beasts, monsters, and thieves along the way. I believe you know what to do. So let's go and prepare on the way today. Whether you can take revenge depends on whether you are willing to spend money. There are still many masters in this western city, and even a few cultivators can use money to invite them!" Xue Bingyi said lightly, and then left with his bodyguard.

Zhang Bei looked out the window and thought viciously: Wang Hui bastard, don’t think that if you show mercy, I will spare you. If you dare to hit my son, you will die!

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Under Wang Hu's arrangement, Wang Hui stayed in the Tiger Martial Arts Hall for a night, and the next day he went to Shangqingmen with Xue Bingling.

There were 75 people yesterday, but only fifty people left on the road together today. Twenty-five people quit directly. It seems that those people have also checked the dangers along the way, so they made such a decision. After all, those who do not have hope of becoming monks are unwilling to take risks with their lives.

At the beginning, Wang Hui and the others encountered only beasts like tigers and lions. For warriors, it was as easy as killing chickens and ducks. This also made many people relax their vigilance and thought they would arrive at Shangqing Gate smoothly.

As a result, on the night after departure, a python more than ten meters long appeared in the camp.

In a blink of an eye, two examiners were easily swallowed. The python was as hard as iron and could not be pierced by swords. Moreover, it could produce huge suction force in its mouth. Even if it stood seven or eight meters away, it would be hit if it was caught off guard. In addition, this guy could spray a nerve poison gas from his mouth. Although it would not die if he inhaled it, it would make people confused and even become a coma, becoming fish on the chopping board.

"Be careful, this is a first-level eighth-level iron python. If you think you are not strong enough, don't fight head-on. My request is very simple, that is, you can survive under its attack." Xue Bingling had no intention of taking action at all, but just said his request lightly.

"Fairy, does this monster have a demon pill?" Wang Hui asked suddenly.

"Of course there are. Monsters are different from us cultivators. The demon pill has existed since we were born, but the demon pill of the first-level monster has not completely solidified. It is more like the yolk of a raw egg. It is easy to break. It is not easy to get it. Even if you get it, it is useless to you warriors, so don't think about it." Xue Bingling glanced at Wang Hui and replied lightly.

Wang Hui nodded, and had a decision in his heart.

He is indeed not able to deal with the first-level eighth level monster, but there are 48 warriors above the fourth level of power accumulation. If they join forces to deal with an iron-wire python, it is still a very simple thing. In order to make the Creation Water Bead grow, he must try more. Although the demon pill is of no use to him, it is not necessarily of great use to the growth of the Creation Water Bead.

Moreover, the iron-wired python's body is very tough. The steel-like scales on it are definitely much better than ordinary metals when used to make hidden weapons. This is what he needs.

"Everyone, if we hide from each other, we will only be defeated by the iron wire python. Instead of doing that, it would be better to join forces to kill it. Anyway, with so many people, can't even deal with a single iron wire python?" Wang Hui shouted loudly.

The originally panicked crowd suddenly calmed down after hearing what he said. Sometimes, one thing was that simple, and it would be fine if you calm down a little.

"Hmph, although you don't like you, you're right." Xue Bingyi snorted coldly. She actually had the same idea, but was just snatched away by Wang Hui.

"It's right! Join forces to kill the beast!" He almost spoke in unison, figured out the truth, and there was no reason to disagree with this approach. After all, the chance of winning is very large.
Chapter completed!