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Chapter 529: Majestic Instructor

The dragon boat slowly sailed into the portal.

With a buzzing sound, the sound of the restriction moving slightly sounded in the alliance space. Hundreds of green lights as thin as hair suddenly shot out from the void and scanned the identity jade slips held by the disciples in an instant. After confirming that there was nothing unusual,

, and then disappeared into the void again.

The acquired disciples didn't feel anything at all, but many of the disciples who had broken through to the realm of supernatural powers turned slightly pale.

From this inconspicuous blue light, they were sensitive to the terrifying power. If there was no identity jade slip, I am afraid that the next moment, they would be banned and killed without any suspense.

No wonder Xu Tianhong had solemnly reminded them that this formation was no joke.

Xia Chen raised his eyebrows, not afraid, but showing great interest.

Compared to other disciples, he was far more sensitive to restrictions. He could sense the extraordinary nature of the alliance headquarters formation just from the green light that tested his identity.

This formation is by no means the half-assed one at Peacock Villa, which can be broken easily. Even with just a glance, you can feel the huge and complex formation structure, and its power is definitely far greater than any large formation Xia Chen has ever seen before.

Array.

In the future, if I can practice within the alliance and study the Grand Formation, coupled with the Treasure Map of the Grand Formation, then my forbidden cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, but I don’t know how to start. Xia Chen thought to himself secretly.

As if sensing what he was thinking, Xu Tianhong suddenly turned around and smiled at him: "Although the Alliance Space Array has existed for thousands of years, in order to strengthen and transform it, we strive for excellence. Every year, a large number of elders who understand the restrictions go deep into the formation to repair it.

Xi, in recent years, the formation has been building an external formation, and it needs monks who are proficient in restraints, so we will recommend you to go there."

"Ah. That's great. Thank you, elder." Xia Chen was thinking about how to study this formation. Unexpectedly, someone sent him a pillow right after he fell asleep, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The other disciples looked at Xia Chen with envy. They were able to see the forbidden formation in the alliance space and realized deeply what a great opportunity it was.

But envy is envy, but no one has the slightest bit of envy. People need to be self-aware. With their forbidden achievements, even getting this precious opportunity is wasted.

While he was talking, Dragon Boat had already entered the alliance headquarters, and two huge portals slowly closed behind him. There was no trace at all. It was like entering a different space.

Looking at the auspicious clouds in the alliance headquarters, the blue sky, the luxuriant grass, the green mountains and the green water. The abundant vitality opened the eyes of all the disciples, and they couldn't help but feel intoxicated with happiness.

Occasionally, a monk passed by. Although he saw the dragon boat, he paid no attention to it and seemed to be in a hurry.

The dragon boat slowed down. After traveling for a while, it slowly landed in front of a hall dozens of feet high.

Fenglei, Yang Quan and Chen Gulan stood in front of the hall. They were all very happy to meet the disciples.

The selection process for the alliance lasted for several months. Not only Xia Chen, but also many disciples received guidance from the four elders, so their relationship was naturally quite close.

Everyone followed the four elders into the hall. Inside was an extremely vast hall, magnificently decorated. A large formation of restrictions enveloped the entire alliance space, and streams of light could be seen flashing from time to time on the walls and ceiling of the hall.

These forbidden streamers also serve as part of the palace decoration, which is both practical and beautiful.

In addition to the four people from Feng Lei, there were eleven unfamiliar alliance elders standing in the hall.

Except for the tall and capable middle-aged man with a cold expression, who is a third-level magical monk, the other ten people are all second-level magical monks, and they are all serious in speech.

The four people from Feng Lei were quite polite to the cold-looking middle-aged monk. After the two sides talked in low voices for a while, the four elders signaled to the disciples that the middle-aged monk would then arrange their training in the alliance. After that, the four of them drifted away.

leave.

The middle-aged monk took a few steps, glanced around the disciples with cold and majestic eyes, and said nothing for a while.

His gaze was like a knife, and there seemed to be a cutting chill on his body. Although he didn't release any breath, it made people feel like a powerful monster standing in front of him.

All the disciples were trembling with fear and did not dare to take a breath.

Very strong murderous intent... Xia Chen suddenly realized that aura is different from murderous intent. Some monks, no matter how powerful their auras are, do not have murderous intent. Only those who have experienced the hardships of life and death and killed countless people can develop true murderous intent.

This means that the cold middle-aged monk in front of him is definitely experienced in many battles and is much stronger than those monks of the same realm who have no worries about food, clothing and resources in the sect.

"A bunch of losers like you were selected during the alliance selection? It really disappoints me." The middle-aged monk said slowly, and his words were cold and unceremonious.

The disciples were shocked and raised their heads one after another, looking at the middle-aged monk angrily.

In the Yanzhao area, tens of thousands of the strongest acquired ten-level monks were selected, and then one in a hundred was selected. In the end, only a hundred of them qualified. Which one of them is not a talented and outstanding person? Now they are called a bunch of trash, how can I feel in my heart?

Not angry.

"Elder, how can we be called useless?" Several disciples bravely shouted loudly.

"Hey, you still have some pitiful dignity?" the middle-aged monk sneered, "I tell you, any kind of dignity is bullshit in the face of strength. I know that you may have been the proud and majestic people in the past, but now

After the alliance, you are the lowest level of trash, many of you don’t even have first level magical powers, you are worse than trash!”

The eyes of most of the disciples suddenly dimmed. They had not yet broken through their magical powers, which was an inevitable embarrassment.

However, a few disciples with the first level of supernatural power still looked at the middle-aged monk with their chests raised and their eyes bright.

They have broken through the realm of supernatural powers, so they are no longer useless. This is the last dignity behind the fragile inner defenses of the disciples.

"Breaking through the first level of magical power is also useless." The middle-aged monk said coldly, "I ask you, where did you get the opportunity to break through the magical power? It was selected by the alliance and given to you! The pill you took to break through the magical power is

Where did you get it? It was also provided to you by the master.

Where do your insights and experiences come from? Isn’t it provided by the organization behind you? Is there anything that you have gained through life and death through hard work? If you did not rely on your own breakthroughs, what are you if you are not a waste?

Am I wrong? You are just trash!"

When he said this, even the disciples who had broken through to the first level of supernatural power changed their expressions and lowered their heads. Although their faces were slapped, what they said was true.

The breakthroughs they achieved were indeed given by the alliance or their masters. None of them were earned through their own hard work. Although the masters had the obligation to train disciples, from what this middle-aged monk said, it seemed that they were not working hard.

No gain...

Xia Chen also lowered his head, thinking that although I didn't rely on the teacher, I still relied on the cornucopia. Am I considered a lucky waste?

Seeing that the disciples were being reprimanded, the middle-aged monk snorted and softened his tone and said: "If you want dignity, you have to trade it with strength. You are lucky. You still have three months to practice after entering the alliance.

Time, otherwise if I send you on a mission now, I’m afraid most of you will die outside.”

Death? All the disciples were horrified and couldn't help but look at each other. They thought that joining the alliance would give them the greatest guarantee. From then on, they could practice with peace of mind and rise to great heights. Even if they were on missions, they would still be at a high level. How could such a terrible word as death appear?

The middle-aged monk was too lazy to explain to these rookies who thought they had entered a paradise of happiness, and shouted: "In these three months, I will be your chief instructor. My name is Huang Yunchao. You can just call me Elder Huang. For three months

Inside, ten of my men and I will risk our lives

If you want to survive the mission in the future, if you want to become stronger, and if you want more resources, just do your best... If after three months, there are still people who have not broken through the magical power, then get out as soon as possible, because

You are not even qualified to die."

The disciples' hearts tightened, and then they remembered that Elder Feng Lei had reminded them in the past that entering the alliance was the true meaning of the words at the beginning.

Since you have worked so hard to get to this point, and then be eliminated by the alliance, it would be too humiliating. Everyone has made up his mind, clenched his fists, and determined to break through the supernatural realm in three months.

Huang Yunchao added: "A hundred of you are divided into ten groups. I have ten subordinates, each managing a group. The only thing you have to do is to absolutely obey me and their orders. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" All the outstanding disciples responded in unison.

Xia Chen instantly felt as if he had entered a military camp.

"Send it to them." Huang Yunchao turned to the second-level magical monk behind him and ordered.

The ten second-level supernatural power monks stepped forward expressionlessly, and with cold expressions, distributed jade slips one by one to each disciple's hand.

"The jade slip contains the rules of the alliance headquarters, including the headquarters map, the layout of the halls, the entry and exit methods, the introduction of the alliance elders, the arrangement of various tasks, precautions, as well as the location and time of your training, etc. What you want to know and what not

Everything you know is in the jade slips. I'll give you a day to digest it. Don't wander around without your eyes, bump into some killing god, and slap you to death." Huang Yunchao said coldly.

All the disciples were shocked and quickly collected the jade slips.

"Group roll call." Huang Yunchao spoke concisely and to the point.

A second-level magical monk stepped forward, made a gesture, and said loudly: "The people in the first group stood in front of me after hearing their names. I will only read them once, Xu Yabin, Fan Longchao, Yang Han..."

He read the names one by one, and the disciples whose names were read quickly came out and stood in front of him in the order they were read.

After reciting ten names, the second-level magical monk stopped. Then another second-level magical monk came forward, also read ten names, and summoned ten disciples to form the second group...

The first nine groups all had ten disciples, but the second-level magical monk in the tenth group only read the ninth name and then stopped, indicating that the group was finished.

The ninety-nine disciples were organized into ten groups, and Xia Chen was the only one left in the hall.

"Your name is Xia Chen?" Huang Yunchao looked at him coldly and said calmly. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!


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