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Chapter 902 Young man, do you want to change your fate?

Only a few of the people who passed the previous assessment passed the test and reached the threshold of worshiping in the Holy Land.

The vast majority of spiritual roots are below the fifth level.

There are mostly second- and third-grade ones, fewer fourth-grade ones, and half of first-grade ones.

Even if they fail to worship in the Holy Land, these people can still successfully join small and medium-sized sects and become sword cultivators after leaving.

If they have a little more luck and achieve success in the future, they may not be able to catch up with these high-grade spiritual roots that have joined the Holy Land.

With useless spiritual roots, there is no chance at all, and it is even impossible to achieve sword cultivation.

In the entire Kendo Continent, waste spiritual roots are extremely rare.

I didn't expect that I would be bumped into by them at this time.

Naturally, everyone burst into laughter.

Wasted spiritual roots!

Won't!

That won't be the case!

The young man with the blood feud was stunned on the spot, unable to accept this fact.

He risked his life, passed the first two tests through dangerous and dangerous situations, and was about to join the Holy Land and become a powerful swordsman.

At the moment, there is some hope of revenge.

But why did it become a unique waste spiritual root?

"Elder, could there be something wrong with the spirit-testing stone?"

The young man gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, hoping to get a chance to retest.

"Then try another one."

The elders of the Holy Land also found it strange. They did not get angry after hearing this, but instead turned back and took out a new spirit-detecting stone.

Immediately, all the laughter stopped, and all eyes focused on the hand that the young man extended again.

One moment, two moments...

The young man held the spirit-detecting stone tightly in his palms and stared at it, but he quickly became disappointed.

The spirit-detecting stone was still the same as before, not even a single ray of light appeared.

It’s impossible. There’s something wrong with both the spirit-detecting stones?

He is really the only useless spirit root among all!

In the Sword Cultivating Continent, the Wasted Spiritual Root has another title, the One Abandoned by Heaven!

Perhaps, only those who are rejected by heaven will have such a bad luck and will not be able to become sword cultivators for the rest of their lives.

He can only live his life in obscurity as an ordinary mortal.

If there is no blood feud, the young man can accept it even if he has a useless spiritual root.

"puff!"

The fire in his heart surged, and the boy was so stimulated that he vomited blood.

Amidst laughter that was far more unbridled than before, he fainted and fell to the ground.

Snap!

The sword cultivator standing next to the elder received the signal, stepped forward quickly, and hit the young man in the face with his sword in its scabbard.

Even though he didn't use his true strength, he sent the young man flying into the air and hit the ground so hard that several bones were broken.

"I've seen thirty people like you who tried to pretend to be stunned to enter the Holy Land."

Jian Xiu sneered, breaking the boy's dream.

This young man was born in a mountain village and started hunting when he was young. He also has good acting skills.

But in front of a sword cultivator with strong strength, it was a bit unsatisfactory.

Not to mention, there are elders sitting in charge.

How could it be possible for a young man to get away with it so easily?

"Elder, elder, I am willing to be a slave and a servant. Please give me a chance."

The young man struggled to get up and bowed to the elder and begged.

With his useless spirit foundation, it is impossible for any sect to accept him. This is his only chance.

For this reason, he was willing to give everything in exchange for the opportunity to stay in the Holy Land.

Unfortunately, the seemingly kind elder did not respond at all and walked away with those who passed the examination.

"Third-grade spiritual roots, as well as those with spiritual roots above third-grade, can enter the Holy Land and serve as servants."

"Those who do not meet the standards or are unwilling to stay will immediately return the same way they came."

"If you haven't left the Holy Land after three moments, you will be considered an intruder!"

Likewise, the middle-aged sword cultivator ignored the young man and spoke directly to the remaining people.

Holy Land, it deserves to be a Holy Land, even the servants have such high standards.

If placed in those small and medium-sized sects, third-grade spiritual roots can be focused on cultivating and obtain many resources.

Even so, all those who met the standard assessment chose to stay and enter the Holy Land to serve as servants.

Then, under the leadership of the sword cultivator, he disappeared.

Soon, those who had only second-grade spiritual roots to take the test also turned and left.

The place, which was originally a lively place, became deserted, leaving only young people with nowhere to pray.

"No, no!"

"I still have a big revenge to take, so I can't lose my life here."

The young man shook his groggy head, thinking of the threatening words left by the swordsman.

Although the sword cultivator didn't say anything, he could imagine what would happen if he was regarded as an intruder by the Holy Land!

The only solution now is to leave the Holy Land first and then think about it.

However, this is not an easy matter for the young man.

Previously, passing two rounds of assessments in succession had consumed him a lot, and he had not yet been able to fully recover.

The sword cultivator's attack even broke several of the boy's bones, causing him serious injuries.

In this state, you have to go through the previous two difficulties again, and the difficulty can be imagined.

You can even think of this as the boy’s third assessment!

Chen Changsheng always watched, but did not intervene.

He was very curious whether this young man could go further.

Of course, if the young man really couldn't hold on anymore, he wouldn't do anything to save him.

Compared with the previous assessment and climbing the ladder, now it is from top to bottom, which is relatively easier.

The young man took off his torn clothes, tied them repeatedly with his hands, endured the pain of broken bones, and grabbed the rope ladder and fell down.

Suddenly, countless birds came and drowned the young man.

Like sharp and tough pecks, one after another.

What's even more frightening is that the drugs to assist recovery have long been exhausted.

This also resulted in the young man falling to the ground with great difficulty and unable to stand firm anymore. He felt that his body was not his own.

However, there was not much time left for him, and there was still one more level to pass.

Bridge of Sword Formation!

Dragging his injured body, the young man lay on the ground and climbed up the narrow stone bridge in an embarrassed manner.

There was a strong wind roaring, which was about to overturn the young man and fall into the chaos of swords.

The bones in his chest were broken, and as the boy crawled, he suffered secondary injuries, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose.

Sword light!

Fire!

The young man was in a daze, as if he had returned to a familiar mountain village and witnessed an unforgettable tragedy!

After a long time, the boy regained consciousness again and realized that he had crossed the stone bridge.

However, what stood in front of him was not the passage he came from, but a large pit filled with chaotic swords.

Among them, there are still many who failed the previous assessment, lying in the corpse sword formation.

The young man used his hands and feet to pass successfully at the cost of dozens of sword marks on his body.

By this time, the young man had run out of energy and was even more disheartened.

Even if he manages to survive, what's the use?

The world is so vast, where is there where his useless spiritual roots can gain enough power to take revenge?

"juvenile."

"Do you want to change your destiny against the will of heaven?"

"Do you want to become a powerful swordsman?"
Chapter completed!
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