Mu Wenxuan stopped, holding his breath and saying nothing.
He was sincerely satisfied with his five-finger rule.
The one-finger rule: Ice-trapped Dragon, a controlling move; the two-finger rule: Ice Bone Breaking Wind Strike, although the attack is too scattered; the three-finger rule: Ice and Snow Sigh, a range of control cover; the four-finger rule: Iceberg Spear
Lin, the same range of indiscriminate attacks.
The four Star Arrow Laws all have their own advantages and disadvantages, but they do not have super high lethality.
Mu Wenxuan has always been annoyed by this, but this time it is better. The Five Finger Rule: Ice Breaks the Heart, does not have an overly gorgeous appearance, but can make people hard to guard against.
Once the ice fragments disperse into the enemy's body, they can disintegrate them from the inside out.
For example, Fan Renhua just now, if it were a frontal attack, Mu Wenxuan was not his opponent, but it was because of his carelessness that he lost Jingzhou, which made Bing break his heart and seize the opportunity.
"He is truly a five-fingered disciple...and this power is so refined."
Many elders were full of surprise and doubts. From the analysis of Mu Wenxuan's attack just now, Mu Wenxuan was definitely not a silver spear candle head who was strong on the outside but was strong on the inside as Fan Renhua said.
On the contrary, the power is very pure, and the purity of the power of the star arrow is not inferior to that of the arrow spirit.
"Did I do something wrong..."
Bu Zhouhai fell into a trance and looked at Mu Wenxuan, who was filled with light, and felt regret again in his heart.
"Little guy, come here and let me see your arrow ring." Zhao Qilong suddenly stood up at this time, with a very solemn look on his face.
Mu Wenxuan frowned when he heard this and walked directly to Zhao Qilong without speaking.
Zhao Qilong grabbed Mu Wenxuan's wrist and glanced at each ring on Mu Wenxuan's left hand. For a moment, his heart trembled: "You actually...you actually jumped to the next level to temper? Or?
One sentence caused an uproar again, and the whole audience gasped.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Mu Wenxuan's left hand. Just as Zhao Qilong said, each finger had more strange lines than usual...
"Five levels of tempering..."
Bu Zhouhai's face was completely livid, and he was so regretful that he wanted to kill Fan Renhua.
Originally, he thought that he had already thought highly of Mu Wenxuan, but he did not expect that he still looked down upon him. Only now did he understand that Mu Wenxuan was more impressive in talent than Meng Fanan.
"Losing this son is a great regret for our Beiyuan."
Buzhou Hailao's face actually shone with unnoticeable tears...
"Is this kid still a human?"
Zhang Yi couldn't help gritting his teeth. He knew the horror of leaping to another level better than others. He once acted daringly and tried to refine the arrow ring by leaping to another level. Not only was he unsuccessful, but he also damaged his cultivation for five years, making him never dare to come here again.
Now Mu Wenxuan actually jumped five times in a row. He couldn't help but be impressed by such an incredible move.
"We can't let him go to the south courtyard. We must find a way to bring him down to the west courtyard." Hao Yunlie's eyes also showed the slightest hint of wooing.
Fairy Lan Ling looked like a blooming flower, with a face full of excitement and excitement. From time to time she glanced at the heads of the three courtyards, deliberately holding her head high to annoy them.
Only now did she realize how correct her decision just now was.
"I wonder, Elder Fan, if I can participate in the assessment of elite disciples now?" Mu Wenxuan stopped his hand at this time, and his face looked proudly across the audience, and finally fell on Fan Renhua who fell to the ground.
Fan Renhua was still twitching slightly, and his whole body looked very painful. Seeing Mu Wenxuan's eyes, he no longer dared to be aggressive and nodded in agreement.
"In this case, South Campus Mu Wenxuan and Meng Fan'an are ready to accept the elite assessment."
When Zhao Qilong saw this, he put one hand behind his back and raised a scroll that reached the sky with the other hand. The scroll was embroidered with dragon patterns all over the body, which looked quite magical.
"Soul-locking scroll?" Meng Fan'an suddenly took half a step back and said to himself with a horrified look on his face.
"An'er, what's wrong with you? What is the Soul Locking Scroll?" Seeing this, Mu Wenxuan stopped Meng Fan'an worriedly.
Meng Fanan stared at the Soul Locking Scroll, his whole body trembling uneasily and said: "Brother Wenxuan, I will not participate in this assessment..."
"Boss, the soul-locking scroll can seal a person's soul. In this case, all the things in your heart will be imprinted on this soul-locking scroll. In other words, all your secrets will be exposed, causing invisible setbacks."
The little fur ball lay down behind Mu Wenxuan and said to Mu Wenxuan through sound transmission.
After saying this, Mu Wenxuan was stunned and immediately looked back at Meng Fan'an.
Mu Wenxuan understands why Ming Mingfan'an is so afraid. She has the Shura Seal in her body. If it is true as the little furball said, all the secrets in her heart will be invisible, and the Shura Seal will probably be exposed.
"Elite assessment, as long as you can endure the soul-locking scroll for three days, you will pass." Zhao Qilong's voice sounded at this time: "But the ugliness is mentioned above, the soul-locking scroll can directly hurt the soul. If the soul body is weak, it is very difficult to
It may damage your talent and affect your future cultivation."
"Dean Zhao, the soul-locking scroll can detect people's hearts. Do you want me to test it here?" Mu Wenxuan hesitated and asked directly.
"Of course not. In the elite assessment, although your inner secrets will be exposed, if you are unwilling to disclose them, I will never disclose them." Zhao Qilong shook his head and replied.
After hearing this, Mu Wenxuan hesitated and decided not to let Meng Fan'an participate. He said to Zhao Qilong: "Dean Zhao, An'er is unwell. I will participate in this assessment alone."
Zhao Qilong frowned when he heard this: "Miss Meng, please think carefully. For this elite assessment, each dean can only apply once a year. If you miss it, you will have no chance this year."
Mu Wenxuan was stunned and looked at Fairy Lanling thoughtfully. He did not expect that this elite assessment was so precious that even the heads of the four major deans could only apply for it once a year.
No matter what, it was a favor, and Mu Wenxuan nodded to remember it.
"Dean Zhao, An'er is not feeling well, so I won't participate this time." Meng Fanan replied politely.
"Silly An'er, wait for me obediently. Through this Soul Locking Scroll, you will understand how much my love for you really occupies." Mu Wenxuan kissed Meng Fan'an's forehead tenderly, and immediately flew forward.
Go to Zhao Qilong's side: "Dean Zhao, I'm ready."
"Okay, okay, Mu Gongzi, your secret... make it public or keep it?"
"I am a dignified man of seven feet. I am upright and not afraid of the shadow. I have no secrets, so I will make them public." Mu Wenxuan responded to the world.
Zhao Qilong nodded, said nothing, and motioned to Mu Wenxuan to spread his spiritual power to the Soul Locking Scroll.
Mu Wenxuan responded and immediately sat cross-legged under the Soul Locking Scroll. The spiritual power in his body surged out and all gathered on the Soul Locking Scroll.
"Uh ah!~~!"
In an instant, severe pain swept through the whole body like an electric shock.
Mu Wenxuan felt as if his mind was being penetrated by a sharp weapon, and currents were like snakes, constantly destroying his soul.
For a moment, his eyes widened and his expression suddenly became trance-like.