Not only Su Mo was confused, but everyone in the square was confused. The Witch King did not enter the tower, but flew directly to the top of the tower!
Could it be that if you don’t pass through the third floor of the tower, you can pass the test like this? This is too much!
At this time, the Witch King clasped his fists to the High Priest and others, and said in a deep voice: "High Priest, Four Priests, core elders, I think I don't need to enter the tower, right?"
When the core elders heard this, they all looked at the two priests. There were two priests here, so they did not dare to make a decision.
"You don't need to pass this level! You have passed the level!" The high priest said with a slight hug.
The Witch King nodded and smiled. He looked around the entire square with confidence in dominating Jue Huanyu. No one could stop his steps in this Shaosi selection!
The countless geniuses in the clan are just audiences who witnessed his glory.
Everyone was envious of this. They didn’t have to pass the test. They were really more angry than others!
This is a bit pitfall!
However, there was no dissatisfaction in everyone's heart, because this first level was an easy task for the Witch King, and there was no difference between breaking through or not.
In the last Shaosi selection five years ago, the Witch Man King was not inferior to Wu Ling. The two fought for more than ten hours, and Wu Ling finally won a little more than half a move and finally became Shao Si.
Therefore, for the Witch King, this first level is just a decoration, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t break through!
Su Mo's eyes were faint. This person might be extremely powerful and confident, but he also had the confidence to win.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
After a few years of decline, a large number of witch geniuses stopped hesitating and moved their bodies and rushed into the third-level pagoda.
Countless young geniuses of the witch clan flowed into the three-story pagoda like a long river.
Although the pagoda is not too big, it has its own space, enough to accommodate hundreds of millions of warriors.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
A large number of geniuses entered one after another, and after a moment, no less than one million people entered the third-level pagoda.
Super geniuses such as Wu Tianyu, Wu Ma, Wu Youlan also entered the tower one after another.
However, less than one-tenth of the people entering the third-level pagoda were in the square, because many young people in the witch tribe gave up their plans to go in and pass the level.
After breaking through the third floor of space, he had to fight with Wu Ling, a young Si of the same level. Although it was not Wu Ling's full strength, 70% of the strength was beyond reach of countless people.
Therefore, many ordinary geniuses who had planned to participate in the selection gave up their plans to enter the tower and pass the barriers.
They also have self-knowledge and know that they cannot become Shaosi at all, so they are not disappointed.
Whoosh!
Seeing that no one had entered the tower again, Su Mo raised his footsteps and the last one rushed into the tower gate.
Buzz ~~
After entering the tower, Su Mo's scene changed and appeared in a slightly illusory space.
Turning his head and looking around, he didn't find anyone else. It seemed that everyone was quarantined on their own.
And in the space ahead of him, a young man in white was standing quietly, looking at him quietly.
The young man in white has a relatively ordinary face, and his body seems to be integrated into the surrounding space, giving people a sense of ethereal and illusion.
The aura of this person is not very strong, and his cultivation is the same as Su Mo, and he is at the third level of the Martial Emperor realm.
Su Mo knew that this was the projection of Wu Ling, the winner of the last Shaosi selection.
However, the Wu Ling projection on the first level was only 30% of the opponent's strength, and he didn't care at all.
At this moment, Wu Ling's projection slowly walked towards Su Mo, and each step made the void shake, and a powerful aura rose from him.
Then without saying a word, Wu Ling's projection suddenly pointed at Su Mo.
In an instant, a huge and sharp finger light, like a huge pillar of light, stabbed towards Su Mo.
This beam of light was like a huge drill bit. Before it reached Su Mo, it began to spin rapidly, crushing everything, making a roar that shook the sky.
Rumble!
The fingertips were extremely fast, and the space was smashed in an instant and came to Su Mo.
"broken!"
The sword light flashed, Su Moli shouted, and a sword slashed at the point of light.
The sharp sword light, wrapped in the sky-striking demonic energy, instantly hit a huge finger.
boom!
With a loud bang, the finger light immediately shattered and turned into a surging air.
"Die!" Su Mo kept moving, and then he drew his sword again, instantly slashed three swords in a row, and three extremely large black sword energy finished fonts projected towards Wu Ling's shadow.
The three sword energy is powerful, the magic power is vast, and the murderous intent is rolling.
Facing Su Mo's powerful attack, Wu Ling's projection immediately took a move to resist, but it could not be blocked at all.
Three sword energy attacked by, and Wu Ling's projection was immediately cut into pieces and then dissipated into the air.
"It's really good!" Su Mo murmured in a low voice. Wu Ling's projection, at the same level as him, was already very strong with 30% of his strength.
According to this kind of combat power calculation, at the third level, the opponent's strength is 70% high. It is estimated that if he does not use the battle soul, the outcome will be hard to say.
After a little dip, this slightly illusory space gradually became clear, and a staircase appeared in front of it leading to the upper floor.
Without any hesitation, Su Mo walked over and walked towards the second floor.
Outside, above the Holy Witch Square.
When Su Mo passed the pass, the outside world was already in chaos. Because a large number of witch geniuses were squirting blood, they flew backwards from the gate of the pagoda, falling to pieces.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
There was a constant stream of people flying backwards from the gate, as if they were rushing to one another.
Some people were even eliminated and seriously injured after entering the tower less than half a breath.
Even if they fought at the same level as Wu Ling's projection, even if the first level projection was only 30% of the strength, most people were still eliminated.
"Luckily we didn't go in!"
"Yes! Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to be unable to get through the first floor!"
"I guess there will be no more than 500 people who can pass through the third floor and finally climb to the top of the tower!"
Many people who had not entered the tower were talking about it, and couldn't help but sigh, secretly praising themselves foresight.
Many people looked at the top of the tower and saw the Witch King sitting cross-legged on the top of the tower, his eyes closed, and he was indifferent to the situation where everyone broke through the tower.
Sitting upright on the top of the tower, although he did not burst out in any momentum, he had the artistic conception of reaching the top and leading the way.
You have passed the test without fighting. Who deserves this kind of treatment?
Everyone was envious. This time, the selection of Shaosi was probably the final victory of the Witch King, and this matter was almost the same.
Or, Wuma and Wu Youlan also have some opportunities, but the chance is not very big, and it is difficult for them to shake the Witch King.
As for other super geniuses, the chances are very slim and can even be ignored.
Chapter completed!