The second round of trials was coming to an end, and the battle in the trial forest became increasingly fierce. Two men were fighting in an open space.
A man is nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist. He is bare-chested and has dark skin. He looks like a human-shaped iron tower. He holds an iron rod as thick as an oval in his hand. He is fierce and fierce, like a god of war.
The opponent of the man from the Iron Tower seemed much more ordinary. He was dressed in yellow, was of medium stature, and held a long sword. His swordsmanship was extremely agile, and his footwork was also very mysterious, but he was still no match for the man from the Iron Tower.
The man in the iron tower swings the iron rod in his hand, opening and closing, with great power and unstoppable force. Every attack can bring up a whirlwind, making it impossible for the man in yellow to get close.
I saw that the man in the iron tower was holding an iron rod in both hands and slashed horizontally at the waist of the man in yellow robe. The powerful force made people's scalp numb. If this stick really hit the man in yellow robe, then the man in yellow robe would be directly behind him.
Kill him from the waist.
The man in yellow would not sit still and wait for death. Taking advantage of his flexibility, he touched the ground with his feet, jumped up, and jumped onto the stick, trying to avoid this powerful blow.
Unexpectedly, the iron tower man's attack was just a feint, and he only used three-thirds of his strength. When he saw the man in yellow robe leaping forward, he quickly changed his attack style.
The man in the Iron Tower flipped his wrist, raised the iron rod, and struck the man in yellow robe from bottom to top. This move can be said to be extremely clever. The man in the Iron Tower is not only fierce, but he also uses some confusing methods.
Seeing the man in the iron tower lifting his iron rod, the man in the yellow robe couldn't help but be shocked. However, his hand was in the air and it was difficult to dodge the blow quickly. He could only block it with the long sword in his hand.
With a "Clang..." sound, the iron rod and the long sword collided together, and there was a harsh collision sound.
Although the man in yellow robe struggled to resist, his strength was far inferior to that of the man in the iron tower. His long sword was directly knocked away by the iron rod, and his body was also swept away by the residual power of the iron rod, and he was directly knocked down by the powerful force.
"Ah..." The man in yellow robe screamed, and then fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he had lost the ability to fight anymore.
"Hey, you lose, give me your number plate." The man from the Iron Tower scratched his head and said honestly.
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An hour later, a different kind of battle was taking place on another patch of grass in the forest.
A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate features and fair complexion, was wearing a white robe, holding a green flute in his hand, and there was a strange sound coming from the flute.
As this really weird sound sounded, bursts of sound waves were emitted from the flute. The residual power of the sound waves swept through the surrounding trees, leaving a crack on the bark of the tree, which shows the power of the sound waves alone.
And more sound waves gathered together, and the man in front of the aggressive boy was seen wearing a gray robe, covering his ears with his hands, wailing and rolling on the ground, yelling and cursing:
"You little bastard, what kind of magic are you using?"
The young man did not answer the other party, nor did he show any anger, but the silver light loomed in his hands, the sound of the flute became louder, and the wailing of the man in gray robe became louder and louder.
The invisible sound waves cast in the flute seemed to be all-pervasive. Although the man in gray robe tried desperately to cover his ears, he was still unable to resist the powerful sound waves and had even lost the ability to fight.
I saw the young man playing the flute while slowly approaching the man in gray robe. Although the man in gray robe felt the crisis, he still had no strength to resist and could only let the young man keep getting closer.
The closer the boy got to the man in gray robe, the stronger the flute's attack power became. When he reached the man in gray robe, the boy raised his right leg and kicked the man in gray robe suddenly in the head.
With a sound of "Bang...", the young man's foot was so strong that he knocked the man in gray robe unconscious.
"Tsk, tsk, it's still a little worse. I couldn't use sound skills to knock down the opponent." The handsome young man shook his head slightly, with a little dissatisfaction on his face, and muttered to himself.
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"Sound power!"
At the entrance of the valley outside the trial forest, the Tianluo Sect leader and five sect leaders gathered together, watching the battle of the handsome young man through a light mirror similar to a magic weapon.
Zhou Qian was seen holding the spell with both hands, a faint trace of sweat appeared on her forehead, and after a slight snort, a blue light shot towards the light mirror in front of her, and the image was finally fixed on the young man.
"Senior Brother Sect Master, this young man can actually perform sound skills, and he has such cultivation at such a young age. He is definitely the most suitable for practicing our Tiangang Sect's skills." Zhou Qian said with a look of joy on her pretty face.
"Yes, that's exactly what I meant." The leader of Tianluo Sect nodded with a smile and said.
"Senior Brother Sect Leader, you have said before that you will not favor the Tiangang Sect in selecting disciples, and I have already taken a fancy to this young man." Liu Qing, the leader of the Miaodan Sect, said with some dissatisfaction.
"Senior Sister Liu Qing's words are wrong. My Tiangang Sect majors in martial arts and Qi, which is of great help to Yin Gong. I'm just discussing the matter." Zhou Qian defended.
"Okay, let's put the matter of selecting disciples on hold for now. It won't be too late until the trial is over." The leader of Tianluo Sect waved his hand, interrupting the argument between the two.
"Senior Brother Sect Leader, I think it's almost time. Is it time for the trial to end?" Huang Yun, the leader of the Ghost Shadow Sect asked.
After hearing this, the leader of Tianluo Sect glanced at the distant sky, nodded slightly and said: "Dusk has arrived, and we can declare that the trial is over."
"Senior Brother Sect Master, I will rush over to make arrangements right away." Huang Yun said.
"Junior sister Zhou Qian, you two go together, make sure nothing happens." The head of the Tianluo Sect instructed.
"Yes, I will obey my senior brother's order." Huang Yun and Zhou Qian bowed, then jumped and flew towards the forest.
"Senior Brother Huang Yun, I'm responsible for checking the number plates, and you're responsible for maintaining order, how about that?" Zhou Qian asked.
"Okay, just follow what the junior sister said." Huang Yun nodded in agreement, then flipped his right hand, and a bronze bell appeared in his palm.
Huang Yun pointed with his right hand, and the bronze bell made a sound, and the loud bell rippled around: "Buzz..."
After the familiar bell rang, all the young people in the trial were alarmed. Chu Feng, who was recovering from his injuries, was also shocked. Then, he heard a man's voice again, saying:
"The second round of trials is over. All disciples will immediately rush to the mouth of the valley to meet up. Those who cannot arrive within one stick of incense will have their license plates invalidated."
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"it's over?"
"Is the trial over?"
Whether they are fighting or hiding in secret, after hearing this message, the expressions on their faces are different, some are happy, some are looking forward to it, some are confused, and some are regretful.
At this time, Chu Feng was also looking forward to it, but also a little worried. He didn't know if he could have a place in the top twenty with his eight number plates, and whether he could become a disciple of Tianluo Sect.
"Chu Feng, the trial is over, let's rush to the entrance of the valley." Chu Yue stood up first, with a look of anticipation on her pretty face, and urged.
"Okay." Chu Feng nodded in response. Seeing Chu Yue's confident look, he couldn't help but secretly guess how many numbers the opponent had obtained.
After Chu Feng and Chu Yue recuperated, their injuries have stabilized, and their combat effectiveness has also recovered a lot. In addition, they only have one stick of incense to gather, so they are not afraid of ambushes or sneak attacks on the way.
Chu Feng and Chu Yue went straight to the entrance of the valley. It took less than half a stick of incense to reach the outskirts of the forest. They could vaguely see the crowd at the entrance of the valley, which made the two of them feel completely relaxed.
At this point, safety was basically guaranteed. Chu Feng reached for the quiver behind his back with his right hand, pulled out the arrows from the quiver, and threw them all into the bushes nearby.
After seeing Chu Feng's actions, Chu Yue showed a strange look, covered her mouth and chuckled softly, saying: "Chu Feng, you won't do anything bad this time."