Chapter 4: Practice the lineage!

The three-foot iron sword was thrown into the pond by Yu Zhiqiu and was salvaged soon after. The originally brand new and sharp iron sword was now red and the sword body was bent and soft, and many parts of it were melted into distortion.

"hiss!"

A group of young men were gasping for a cold air. The temperature in the pool was so high that even the iron sword could melt. Although the martial arts cultivator had extraordinary physical quality, they were flesh and blood after all. If he walked into the pool, there would be no residue left that would not melt.

"Now, who else wants to step into the pool?" Yu Zhiqiu said lightly.

At this moment, a group of teenagers finally realized that the passing rate of one in ten thousand of the lineage was by no means a false statement. The teenagers who were originally eager to try were completely silent at this moment.

Joining the Luoshan Sect is an excellent opportunity to grow, but you must have life to enjoy it.

Looking at a group of young men who were gradually retreating, a faint disappointment appeared deep in Yu Zhiqiu's eyes.

"Is it possible that I have been practicing hard this year and I am destined to not be able to recruit disciples?"

Su Xing stood in the middle of the crowd, and when a group of teenagers retreated, he remained motionless, and before he knew it, he became the person in the front row.

A group of teenagers did not leave. They needed one person to explore, test the waters, and discover the mystery of the pool.

When everyone's eyes fell on Su Xing, he took steps toward the pool with all expectations.

Feeling the heat wave coming, Su Xing's face was calm and his steps were very stable.

Yu Zhiqiu nodded slightly. He knew that the first person to step out would require great courage.

"But just having courage is not enough."

Su Xing stood by the pool, looking at the surging pool water, and made an action that others were shocked.

He glared at his feet, took off, and woke up and jumped into the middle of the pool.

"Is he crazy?"

A group of teenagers were completely in an uproar. Facing the pool of death without life, even if someone mustered up the courage to try, they would never jump in just like Su Xing.

Su Xing was not crazy. The reason why he dared to jump into the pool was because he discovered some mystery.

Since the "water source power" was fused, Su Xing has become extremely sensitive to everything about water. The temperature of the pool water seems to be extremely high, but it gives him a sense of illusory unreality.

Moreover, Su Xing was sure that no matter what Yu Zhiqiu did, his ultimate goal was to recruit disciples for the hard-working lineage of Luoshan Sect. Since this was the case, it was impossible to set up a situation of death but not life.

"boom!"

The terrifying high temperature swept into the awakening, drilled into the body from the pores, instantly covering the bones around the body. Every cell was roasted, as if in the next second, it would melt into dregs.

This feeling was extremely real, which made Su Xing even feel that all the previous speculations were wrong.

"How is that possible!"

Su Xing gritted his teeth, and his fists were exerted too hard, causing interlacing sounds to be heard between the bones.

"wrong!"

Su Xing suddenly remembered a kind of "magic stone" that he had seen in historical materials, which could make people fall into illusion. Once they were completely lost, everything in the illusion would become real. At that time, he would really be scorched to death by the high temperature.

"Wake up!"

Su Xing bit his lip and shook his head violently. A clear stream passed through his heart, and the terrifying high temperature instantly dissipated.

"It's so dangerous!"

Su Xing deeply realized how terrible the assessment of this ascetic lineage is. Even if you wake up, you still feel like you have a life after a disaster.

The next second, Su Xing found that there was extremely surging energy hidden in the pool. He was not polite at the moment, and immediately used the method of breathing and began to practice.

Outside, almost as he woke up and broke the illusion, Yu Zhiqiu's body shook slightly.

"The illusion was broken?"

Yu Zhiqiu's face was always calm, and he knew the terror of the illusion more than anyone else. He had only struggled to stick to his original intention for a moment.

Now, Su Xing not only broke the illusion, but also took less than half an hour.

This achievement is the only one in ancient times!

Yu Zhiqiu's eyes fell on the pool, showing an unhidden smile. He looked at the other young men who were timid and did not dare to step forward, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his eyes and said, "Half an hour has passed, you can go back."

"What? We haven't tried it yet."

A group of teenagers looked unwilling, someone stepped forward and said, "The time was not limited before, it was unfair for you to do this."

"Hmph! I have the final say in the rules."

Yu Zhiqiu looked indifferent and said coldly: "I hesitated for half an hour. No matter how much time I give you, the result will be the same. I will be out for me. If you have any dissatisfaction, it will rot in my stomach. I dare to say a word and blow out the company tiger city."

A group of teenagers were silent, and immediately shut up and rushed to retreat.

"If you don't have a strong will and your mind is unstable, you also want to enter my lineage of hard practice?"

Yu Zhiqiu shook his head and intimidated a group of teenagers. He was not satisfied at all, but was disappointed. However, when he turned around and looked at the pool, a strong smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"The key to soldiers is to be virtuous!"

The ascetic lineage has always been harsh in accepting disciples. Now that I can recruit one person, Yu Zhiqiu is very satisfied, especially Su Xing seems to be extremely extraordinary.

Time flies, and two hours have passed, but Yu Zhiqiu did not call Su Xing, and the latter was in a state of cultivation without realizing it at all.

"Junior Brother Yu, what's the result?"

A young man stepped into the yard, followed by several young men, among which Wang Meng was listed.

The young man glanced around and found that there was no one else who got rid of Yu Zhiqiu. He immediately smiled and said, "I said, Junior Brother Yu, have you not recruited me again this year?"

"Bu Qianchou, what's the matter?" Yu Zhiqiu looked indifferent. The other party was from the Wanfa Sect and had never dealt with the ascetic lineage. When he came here, he was carrying a group of newly recruited disciples behind him, obviously here to show off.

"Junior Brother Yu, I'm not a senior brother who says you. According to your assessment strength, not to mention not being able to recruit disciples in three years, I'm afraid I won't meet anyone in ten years."

The young man named Bu Qianchou had a proud look on his face and said, "Look, I have recruited a lot of people this year."

"It's just a group of mobs." Yu Zhiqiu said lightly.

"Haha... Why do I think, Junior Brother Yu, are you jealous of me?" Bu Qianchou smiled instead of anger, with a happy look on his face.

"Senior Brother Yu is right, so why do you say jealousy?"

The sound of water sounded, and a sound rose from the pool, landing accurately beside Yu Zhiqiu, with beautiful eyebrows and high spirits. If it weren't for awakening, who was it?

Bu Qianchou's eyes were slightly condensed and he said, "I said why Junior Brother Yu is so calm, but Junior Brother Yu is so anxious. He just makes a cat or a dog just to fill in the numbers, right?"

"The dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth. Are the senior brothers of Wanfa Sect all this kind of virtue?" Su Xing said coldly.

"court death!"

Bu Qianchou was furious. A new disciple dared to scold him, but he had no face when it was heard.

"Bu Qianchou, what do you want to do?"

Yu Zhiqiu's breath was swaying and undulating, with electric arcs lingering between his fingers, and his aura was cold and resolute, which was terrifying.

Release energy!

This is the symbol of the Master of the Spirit.

Behind Bu Qianchou, a group of young men who had just started showed horror on their faces, and even Bu Qianchou himself changed slightly.

Although Bu Qianchou is also a master at the level of spiritual body control, he knew in his heart that if he had a fight, he would not be Yu Zhiqiu's opponent at all.

"When will it be your turn to make a move for me?" Yu Zhiqiu refused to give in and did not give face at all, giving Bu Qianchou's face turned blue and red.

Just when Bu Qianchou was in a difficult situation, Wang Meng whispered in his ear, giving in to Bu Qianchou a smile and said, "Of course I will not bully the small ones for the big ones, but you say that the disciples recruited by my Wanfa Sect are all mobs, so let these mobs learn about your elite soldiers, Junior Brother Yu?"

"We don't bully the less, so we let Wang Meng fight Su Xing to see who is the mob. Whoever loses, we will be the senior brothers, and give a bottle of marrow cutting liquid as the lottery. How about it?"

Now, it was Yu Zhiqiu's turn to fall into a dilemma. He was not feeling sorry for the bottle of marrow cutting liquid, but he did not want to wake up and suffer setbacks. After all, since Wang Meng dared to take the initiative to ask for the battle, he must be sure to win.

"I have been recruiting disciples through hard practice. What I value is not the current cultivation level, but the space for growth." Yu Zhiqiu politely refused.

"Hahaha! Yu Zhiqiu, what you said is ridiculous! I just said that we are a group of mobs, and now we are making excuses to avoid fighting? Are you the so-called good talents who are only good at talking skills?" Bu Qianchou immediately began to chase and fight relentlessly.

Yu Zhiqiu's face was gloomy. When he didn't say a word, Su Xing walked out and his eyes fell on Wang Meng, "Do you really want to fight?"

"What do you think? Little Bastard."

Wang Meng smiled grimly. He didn't expect Su Xing to be lucky and joined the lineage of hard work, making it impossible for him to kill Su Xing after the assessment. However, now, in front of everyone, he stepped on the other party and ravaged him wantonly, which was also a good feeling.

"Then come!" Su Xing said.

At this moment, even Yu Zhiqiu found that there was an old hatred between the two. He was a little worried that Su Xing would be injured. When he was about to stop him, the latter had already taken the challenge to the death.

boom!

The battle broke out instantly, Wang Meng raised his fist and rushed forward, looking at Su Xing, with a hideous smile on his lips.

"A guy looking for death!"

Wang Meng knocked Su Xing back more than ten steps with one punch. Now that he is competing with the strength of the boxing, he is naturally not afraid.

The two of them hit each other hard, unlike the last fight, Su Xing stood there, without taking a step back, while Wang Meng took two or three steps back.

"How is that possible!" Wang Meng looked disbelieving.

"There is nothing impossible. I forgot to tell you that I entered the fourth level of body refining a few days ago."

Su Xing looked indifferent. After practicing madly in the pool for two hours, his cultivation level increased again. Although he did not break through to the fifth level of body refining, he also reached the peak of the fourth level.

Now, he will not only not lose to Wang Meng, but will instead suppress the opponent.

"What's the use of strong light power? Let me tell you the real power of the fourth level of body refining."

"Martial arts, louver palm!"

Wang Meng looked serious, spread his five fingers and turned his fist into a palm. In an instant, several palm shadows appeared and all slapped towards Suk.

"Martial arts are small, Wang Meng is so powerful, he will win now."

A group of teenagers were amazed, and even Bu Qianchou smiled. Obviously, in his heart, he felt that Wang Meng was sure to win.
Chapter completed!