The wind was breeze outside the school ground, and the forest was green and green. There were two days left before the ten-day trial period. It suddenly started to rain lightly in the sky, and it fell in the ten-mile wasteland that had been stained with blood. It was a bit like the ancient road battlefield in the Dakuang period in the past. "　" ()

On the banks of Linbing River, An Bochen was the most free and easy. Li Xian was busy practicing martial arts. Lu Fengqi left for a day and did not return, and no one would come to provoke him for no reason. An Bochen was idle and built a small wooden house to shelter from the rain and ponder the question Lu Fengqi said.

There are imperial-level fighting slaves from the True Immortal Realm in the schoolyard of Tongtianzhai. Logically speaking, with the strength of the True Immortal, it is not difficult to escape. Unless there is a Xuanxian hidden in a place where An Bochen cannot see.

"There is another possibility, to treat the true immortals with special restrictions. If this is the case, you have to be careful not to let people see my true cultivation."

An Bochen sat cross-legged in the hut, quietly closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Li Xian's hurried footsteps sounded from far to near, "slamming", and Li Xian, who was wet all over her body, opened the grass door.

"Sir An, I just found out something."

Li Xian wiped the rain on his forehead and said.

After the true meaning of martial arts was passed down yesterday, An Bochen asked Li Xian to continue to be a scout and practice martial arts in actual combat.

"It seems bad news to see how you look?" Amberchen asked.

"Yes." Li Xian nodded and said in a brewing language: "The rules of trial have been changed."

"Oh?" An Bochen's eyes suddenly opened, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Change it for us?"

"It's almost the same, it's not all about us." Li Xian said: "The new rule is no longer to pick out the strongest 200 people from a thousand people, but to count the number of people. Only those who get the top 100 people can pass the trial by taking the number of people. However, the number of people can be allocated by themselves."

"In this way, I just don't want us to be passive and slack." An Bochen said, "Forget it, when Lu Fengqi comes back, he will be depressed and will start killing, and the number of heads will also be settled. But then again, it's really meaningless to kill the monks here."

"But..." Li Xian looked bitter and said as he thought of his words: "The value of a human head is not completely equal. In addition to the new rules, there was a list of immortal slaves. Among them, the number one, his head could reach hundreds of heads, and the top ten could reach dozens of heads."

"Who is the number one?" asked Amberchen.

"Who else?" Li Xian spread his hands in distress and said, "It's you, Master An, and the second place is Senior Lu, and even I am ranked ninth. Now, the number of people can be distributed freely. A list of immortal slaves is enough to attract most immortal slaves to regard us as thorns in their eyes."

"Well, there is another more serious problem." Amber Chen said seriously: "When Lu Fengqi comes back, he knows that he is ranked behind me. I'm afraid he will be the first to come and take the head on my neck."

"This..." Li Xian looked at An Bochen resentfully and thought to himself that when was it now? Master An still had the mood to tell a joke that was not funny at all.

"Li Xian, go ahead."

In a blink of an eye, An Bochen looked solemnly, and a wooden gun carved at some point appeared in his hand, thrown at Li Xian: "They are here. In the next battle, they are only prepared to win but not lose, and only allowed to escape but not stay."

Li Xian stroked the magical spear, a natural spear, and then asked curiously: "I understand only winning but not defeat, but I only escape but not stay... Master An, why is this?"

"Only we can win and not defeat, we can reflect our value. But we are besieged by hundreds of people, but we still stand tall. It is too evil, so we use escape to show weakness." An Bochen said lightly, suddenly raised his head, his eyes penetrated the wooden house, and shot into the sky.

"Ah, hundreds of people!"

Li Xian was shocked by An Bochen's words and pricked his ears. Then he found that there were many footsteps mixed in the heavy rain, approaching here.

"Master An, have Senior Lu not come back yet? In this way, wouldn't they discover Senior Lu's tricks?" Li Xian reacted very quickly. After a while, he thought of Lu Fengqi, who used leaves instead of his body.

"It's not a problem." An Bochen smiled, and saw him rub his fingers into a knife, and slashing downward along a strange track.

In a trance, Li Xian felt that the flow of air seemed to have undergone some unknown change. The next moment, Li Xian was stunned and saw "Lu Fengqi" squatting in the corner of the wall suddenly lifting up, with a long halberd in his hand, his eyes flashing coldly, staring at him straight.

"This...this is also martial arts?"

Li Xian was so surprised that he couldn't speak. Lu Fengqi in front of him was exactly the same as the person he knew, at least with his cultivation level, he could not tell any difference.

"Of course, this is also the true meaning of martial arts." Amber Chen's fingers, which were rolled into a knife, swayed in the air from time to time, vaguely containing a certain rhythm and rhythm. "Lu Fengqi" also swayed slightly with Anberg Chen's fingers, either wide-eyed and cold, or frost-like, or taking a halberd on his back, or paced back and forth, which made Li Xian stunned.

The rain hits the cottage lightly, and the wind blows the water and tides fast.

The sound of footsteps spread out in the rain, surrounding the wooden house where Amber Chen and Li Xian were. Amber Chen looked at Li Xian and saw that Li Xian was tense and his lips were slightly white. I think that this was the first time Li Xian encountered a real bloody battle. He didn't realize how terrible it was, but when he actually met, his thoughts would always change.

"Li Xian, you were much bolder than you are now five or six years ago." An Bochen glanced at Li Xian and said lightly.

"The same is true now." Li Xian took a deep breath and his expression calmed down: "It is said that Master An made a big fuss in Liujing back then, and Xian'er is at his current age. I think Xian'er is just as excited and excited as Master An back then."

"Oh?" An Bochen raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Xian carefully.

Sure enough, although Li Xian's lips were white, his breath was very stable, his eyes were bright, without any hesitation or cowardice.

"I've misunderstood my opinion, I'm as bold as before."

An Bochen smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I won't take action in this battle, and I will leave all the enemies to you."

The moment before, Li Xian was still heroic and full of confidence. The next moment, he heard An Bochen's words, he immediately became depressed. He turned around and looked at An Bochen with resentment.

"call!"

A gust of cold wind came from outside the door, and with the cold wind, there was also a stone-carved spear flying at a speed like the wind.

When Li Xian reacted, the spear had already flown to his face, only a slight difference.

An Bochen clamped his knife with his fingers and slashed downwards.

At the same time, the wooden spear in Li Xian's hand drew a wild arc, and the spear swept with the right tail.

"Bang!"

The spear flew out, and Li Xian stared at his hand in a daze, then turned around in surprise and looked at An Bochen, shouting: "Sir An..."

"I'm really brave." An Bochen looked at the stone spears shot towards Li Xian from all directions, and murmured helplessly: "Time is tight, so I can only teach this."

......

"Isn't dead?"

"That gun shot of antelope hanging on its horns is really rare, and that boy is not simple either."

"The most powerful one is the two people behind him, standing up, but they both ignored the offensives of more than a hundred people, and seemed to care no matter how much."

At the height of the school ground, there is a wide dome surrounded by round arches. There are high shelves and towers around the dome, and the decoration is gorgeous. On the shelves and towers, many men and women dressed in costumes pointed and pointed at the trial battlefield that was difficult to capture by the naked eye thousands of feet below, and they were considerate.

These people are all immortals, to be precise, they are immortals who are willing to fall into the mortal world.

Among them, those who laughed loudly and unrestrainedly, as if no one was around were often the people of Tongtian Village, while those who were wearing black cloaks were often the remains who came to join in the fun.

Although the trial of the immortal slave to be promoted to a slave has not yet ended, and the latest batch of slaves in Yongta School has not been selected, the viewers have arrived early, because for them, the trial battle of the immortal slave to be promoted to a slave is also a good show that cannot be missed.
Chapter completed!