Chapter 826 Assessment is coming

After another long wait, the door was suddenly pushed open by someone.

"Are all candidates here coming to run for the election? I just don't have someone to practice with me. Are there anyone volunteering?"

The visitor was wearing a long apricot yellow dress, leaning lazily on the door frame. His handsome and innocent appearance was sprinkled with a few strands of hair. A pair of flying sword eyebrows raised slightly at the end of his eyes, and his eyes swept away casually, filled with his eyes.

With rebelliousness and joking, this also adds a bit of sharpness to his already angular face. It is Sikong Sheng, the young master of Blood Cloud Hall!

Under his strong invitation, the candidates looked at each other and soon started to whisper in fear.

"I heard that Young Master Sikong has always been very important and serious when fighting with others. There are several people who are trained for him. They are either beaten to death or disabled!"

"Yes! Besides, this is his place, how can we afford to play..."

"What? Is there no one?" Seeing that no one responded for a long time, Sikong Sheng's face also darkened.

"A bunch of cowards! I don't have this courage either. I think you should stop taking the assessment! It won't be embarrassing to our Blood Cloud Hall!"

Although he had already threatened quite clearly, the candidates were still pushing and waving backwards. Anyway, no one was in the fight, and he could not directly ask the master to cancel everyone's quota. But if it were

If you really fight him... I'm afraid you really don't have the chance to participate in the future primary election!

"Young Master, let me practice with you." While the atmosphere was in a stalemate, Luo Chenxing suddenly stood up and walked all the way to Sikong Sheng, bowing to the courtesy.

Sikong Sheng looked him up and down and sneered: "A decent person has finally come. Come with me."

Luo Chenxing followed closely behind without saying a word. The other candidates looked at his back and couldn't help but whispering again.

"Is this kid really dead?"

"It's better if he's asking for death by himself, we'll lose a competitor!"

Luo Chenxing also heard these comments roughly. While those people laughed at his stupidity, he was also laughing at their short-sightedness.

"Hmph, what do you know? If you want to flatter, you naturally have to pat yourself in the right position."

Before entering the venue, he had already received a lot of information from the guards. Looking back now, the other party's bitter look could clearly appear in front of his eyes.

"You candidates, you master, can't see them. There are only two people who can determine your future."

"One is the young master and the other is the blood skull, but these two people have always been disagreeable. If you want to please, you can only choose one. Don't think that you will not fail. At that time, you will be unfamiliar!"

He had a little understanding of the Blood Skeleton, and was not a person who was rigid and rigorous in his work. Moreover, in the event of the Liuyu desperate situation, he was ordered to investigate the death of Blood Hand. If Ye Shuo had not disrupted the situation, he would have returned seriously injured.

I put this matter aside for the time being, but I don’t know if he will see the flaws. Speaking of which, he didn’t even have time to hide. Of course, he chose to rely on the young master.

Sikong Sheng took him all the way to the martial arts hall, with a large number of weapons in the hall, all in eighteen styles. Luo Chenxing was still amazed, Sikong Sheng had already hooked his toes, picked up a long sword, and pulled it away.

A sharp sword light came out and stabbed towards him.

Luo Chenxing responded hastily, and the ring in his hand shone red, weaving layers of barriers, and at the same time, he kept taking advantage of the gap to attack.

The more Sikong Sheng fought, he became more and more excited. The intertwined red light reflected a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes. He changed his tricks. Sometimes he threw his long sword, pulled a few darts in his hand, and pulled apart the pieces to both sides.

The blood line condenses as if it has substance; sometimes when you turn over, you will start with a long sword and attack and stab from unexpected directions. Combined with the powerful spiritual power mixed with blood, it is quite difficult to deal with.

It can be said that his combat route has no master's style at all, and he is all in a vicious and despicable way. He uses the power of a strong man and uses the skills of a villain. Luo Chenxing also began to understand why he used to be.

All the students who are trained are either dead or disabled.

[Information 1: Fighting with the Young Master, you must let the water go, but you cannot let the water go too obviously.]

Sikong Sheng attacked one after another, and saw that it was difficult to break through the opponent's defense line, he twisted his eyebrows, jumped behind him, and at the same time he raised his arms, and his spiritual power swept through the entire room, rolled up the spears on the weapon stand and turned them into a piece of guns.

The sea and forest suddenly pressed down.

Luo Chenxing was calm and raised the ring. Large blood lines intertwined, turning into an indestructible shield. The surging wave of energy shocked several spears and flew backwards, and the momentum became even more urgent. Here

During this time, Luo Chenxing waved the ring again, layer by layer of blood light attached to the gun body, and there were also strings of blood bullets, mixed in between the gun rain.

Although the other party is the ninth stage of transformation of Qi, and he only has the fourth stage of transformation of Qi, it can be seen through a short fight that his realm is completely forced to pile up with resources. In terms of combat skills, he can still do it.

Better than him...

Maybe, he was too immersed in the pleasure of crushing his opponent, but he didn't know that what he was facing was just a deliberate training.

The dense spears roared indoors, and Sikong Sheng made several darts and jumped up. He turned over and stepped on two interlaced spears, and his hands were also sealing at the same time.

"The blood god appears!"

Behind him, a blood dragon roaring with his head raised and angry. The blood light in his body was filled with mist, gradually covering his body. With the increase of blood and energy, his spiritual power fluctuations rose again, and it was already faint.

Approaching the realm of Qi Sect.

Luo Chenxing's eyes condensed slightly. Sure enough, in addition to having a large number of cultivation resources, the most difficult thing for these children of major forces is the endless emergence of advanced spiritual skills... It seems that it is necessary to be more serious-

...

This battle lasted for two hours.

Sikong Sheng let out a long breath, and the blood god's outer cloak slowly melted around his body. While pulling the sweaty inner shirt, his other hand stopped hanging on the forehead and slapped the cool breeze.

"Ah, please feel good, please feel good, I haven't been so happy for a long time!"

"What's your name?" The corner of your eyes swept towards Luo Chenxing, and there was a little more appreciation in Sikong's eyes. This guy is really a good trainer! Although he lost to himself in the end,

But it's much more resistant to the guards in the hall!

Luo Chenxing responded respectfully: "Report to the young master, Luo Chenxing, the western country of the subordinate country."

Sikong Sheng frowned slightly, as if he was trying to recall.

"Yixiguo... Luo family... Oh, it's just a small family in that small country, right?"

Luo Chenxing was as modest as ever, but he secretly sneered in his heart: "Even a small family is a hundred times more noble than you playboys!"

"Okay, I'm tired and have to rest for a while. There's nothing to do. You can leave." Sikong Sheng turned his back to him, waved his hand behind him like a fly, and added: "In the next few days, you will be every day.

I have to come and play with me. I have been hitting happily, so you will definitely benefit me.”

[Information 2: Sikong Sheng is simple-minded, but he has a high opinion of himself. If you want to please him, you just need to choose what he likes to hear.]

Luo Chenxing recalled the information in his mind and said, "Young Master, I have something to do with you."

"The young master is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. His subordinates have some difficult points in their practice. I would like to ask the young master for advice."

When he said this, Sikong Sheng turned around immediately, smiling.

"So you want to be the young master? No problem! Where do you don't understand?"

Luo Chenxing took out the secret book that had been prepared long ago. The problem involved was exactly what the other party was best at. This greatly satisfied Sikong Sheng's vanity, and he spoke very well, as if he had become him.

personal speech conference.

Luo Chenxing endured his self-bold from time to time, while pretending to be extremely admired and constantly putting on him. Although this method is inferior, the effect is significant. After only one cup of tea, Sikong Sheng replied.

He just likes him no matter how he looks at him, and he is holding his arms and calling him brothers, but he feels that he has found a confidant who is rare in a century.

Luo Chenxing was so happy that he couldn't help but secretly sneer. As expected, if he wanted to curry favor with him, he had to find such a simple mind. He could make him dance with his hands and feet in just a few words, and he didn't know the sky and the earth.

About half an hour later, just as Sikong Sheng was in high spirits, a subordinate walked in quickly from outside the door and bowed to him.

"Young Master, the Blood Skeleton has come out of seclusion. You are here to go and discuss with you both if you have something to do."

Sikong Sheng's expression suddenly turned cold, and he slapped the secret book in his hand to the ground, gritting his teeth in annoyance: "...he's coming out again!"

Luo Chenxing pretended to be puzzled: "Young Master, is he..."

"A very annoying person!" Sikong Sheng stood up straight and said something badly.

...

When he arrived in the hall master's room, Sikong Shengdu still had his face hanging down and his whole body was filled with resentment.

Sikong Lei, who was sitting behind the long table, waved to him enthusiastically as if he hadn't noticed it, and said, "Sheng'er, this is the recommended list I just drafted, you can take a look."

He handed him a roster.

Sikong Sheng took it reluctantly, glanced at it casually, and said angrily: "I don't know any of them, what's the best thing to look at?"

"If you want to ask me, just one."

With a "bang", he directly slapped the list on the table, poking his fingertips at one of the names a few times.

"I'm not happy that this guy is also staying on the special push, remove him?"

Sikong Lei shook his head helplessly: "Sheng'er, don't be willful. The quota specially recommended is fixed. If he removes it, he has to be mentioned to others. You have always been as famous in the hall. If the quota is unevenly distributed, it will inevitably make people.

I'm biased in questioning your father-"

Sikong Sheng looked up at the sky: "If you are not biased, then is it your own father?"

Although he had expected that Huangfu Li would definitely be the special recommendation in the hall and was prepared to accept it, now his father ignored his wishes and kept defending his opponent. After refuting a few words, he was

Let him be really angry.

The dispute became more and more intense, and Sikong Lei was really angry and raised his hand to slap him hard on the table: "No need to say more! Dad has decided, and now you go to Jiuyou Palace, your reckless nature is to find someone

Stay at you by your side! Li'er is the most suitable candidate! I will never remove his name!"

"Then remove my name!" Sikong Sheng roared, and turned around and left in anger.

When he walked to the door, Huangfu Li happened to be summoned to ask for a meeting. The two met at the door. Sikong Sheng glared at him viciously, speeded up his pace, and deliberately bumped towards him. He ignored the background.
To be continued...