The arena is specially used by Qingyue Sect to train its disciples. The arena is very large and can accommodate thousands of people at the same time.
The steward of the arena is called Wang Shuhai. He is a veteran disciple of Qingyue Sect. His current cultivation level is in the late stage of Jindan.
"Today's assessment is very simple. It's a duel. The winner can participate in the competition held on October 10th." Wang Shuhai explained the assessment rules: "Since the number of places is limited, your competition will be very fierce. Now I will start to divide into groups. .Senior brothers in the Golden Core stage stand on the left. Disciples in the Qi-training and Foundation-building stages stand on the right."
After listening to Wang Shuhai's words, the disciples began to disperse one after another according to their respective cultivation levels.
There were only a few dozen people standing on the left, and hundreds of people standing on the right.
"The disciples in the foundation stage of Qi training should take a rest first. Next, the brothers in the golden elixir stage will take the assessment first." Wang Shuhai ordered.
The disciples who were in the foundation stage of Qi training immediately retreated and gave up the space in the center of the hall.
"The people whose names I have called will come up to fight." Wang Shuhai took out a form and read: "Li Jing, Chen Gang."
"arrive."
"exist."
Two tall men walked quickly to the center of the hall.
Wang Shuhai glanced at the two of them: "Listen carefully. When you attack later, you are not allowed to attack the opponent's vital points. You are not allowed to kill him. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Li Jing responded loudly.
"Understood." Chen Gang nodded.
"The assessment begins." Wang Shuhai waved his palm.
"Hi." Li Jing jumped into the air. With a wave of her hand, a wind blade struck Chen Gang on the shoulder.
Chen Gang dodged to the side and dodged the attacking wind blade. Then he took out two black beads from his arms and threw them towards Li Jing with a wave of his hand.
Li Jing stretched out her hand to block it. "Pop." The two beads were shattered. Two black smoke suddenly sprang out from the beads. Li Jing only smelled a little bit. She tilted her body and fell to the ground.
As soon as the figure flashed, Wang Shuhai appeared in front of Li Jing. With a wave of his sleeves, he dispersed the black smoke in front of him. Then he reached out and held Li Jing's wrist.
"He was just smoke-smeared. It's not life-threatening." Chen Gang came over and took out a small bottle from his arms. He stretched out his finger and dipped a little ointment from the small bottle. Then he applied it under Li Jing's nose.
"Well..." Li Jing slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing Li Jing regaining consciousness, Wang Shuhai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Chen Gang, you bastard, you dare to plot against me." Li Jing jumped up from the ground, raised her feet and was about to pounce towards Chen Gang.
Wang Shuhai stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Jing.
"Senior Brother Wang, what are you doing?" Li Jing asked, holding back her anger.
Wang Shuhai said calmly: "You have already lost."
"What." Li Jing's eyes widened: "I was plotted against by Chen Gang."
"You still have the nerve to say you were plotted. You just had to be more careful at the time. You wouldn't have been stunned by Chen Gang's smoke. Fortunately, today we were just competing with fellow disciples. If you had fought against the enemy, you would have died eight hundred times earlier." Wang Shuhai's face was expressionless. Said with an expression.
Li Jing was scolded by Wang Shuhai and was speechless.
"Okay. You have been eliminated now. Go back quickly." Wang Shuhai let go of Li Jing.
Li Jing glared at Chen Gang fiercely and left angrily.
"The assessment continues. Feng Zhaoxiang and Sun Qiubo come out to compete." Wang Shuhai read loudly.
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Lin San was the last to play. His opponent was a short man with triangular eyes, a beard, and an extremely vicious appearance.
The short man put his hands behind his back and looked at Lin San sideways. Disdain was written on his face.
Lin Sanchong cupped the short man's hand and said, "Senior brother, let's start the competition."
The short man sneered: "I'll give you three moves. If you have any skills, just use them."
Lin San frowned. He seemed to be angry at the short man's arrogance.
"I said, are you going to fight or not? I'm going back to drink after the fight." The short man seemed to be sure that he would definitely win against Lin San.
Lin San raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Before I do anything, I have something to tell you..."
"What's the matter?" The short man was stunned.
"This matter is quite special. I can only tell you alone... and absolutely cannot let others hear..." Lin San said while slowly walking towards the short man.
The short man's curiosity was also aroused by Lin San: "What's the matter? It's so hidden."
Lin San walked up to the short man and said softly.
"What? I didn't hear clearly." The short man frowned.
Lin San opened her mouth and said softly.
"What the hell? Can you speak louder?" The short man leaned his head in front of Lin San.
A weird smile appeared on Lin San's face. Two words slowly came out from his mouth: "I said you are stupid." After saying that, Lin San punched the short man's chest hard. Then he punched the short man's chest again. He was kicked hard twice in the abdomen.
"Whoosh." The short man's thin body flew out immediately, hit the wall hard, and then slid to the ground.
Lin San clapped his hands and said disdainfully: "Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me. I really don't know how to write the word "death"... Uh." As he spoke, Lin San's eyes suddenly widened and a trace of light appeared on his face. Incredible expression.
I saw the short man actually slowly stood up from the ground.
Lin San looked at the short man in surprise: "You...really can't hit me. You're okay after taking so many blows." Although Lin San didn't use all his strength just now, he still used 70% of his magic power. He thought he could directly The one who defeated the short man unexpectedly failed. It seemed that the short man in front of him did have some abilities.
"Son of a bitch." The short man shouted angrily. He opened and closed his hands, and a black light struck Lin San in the middle.
Lin San's expression changed, and he hurriedly jumped into the air to avoid it. Unexpectedly, this black light seemed to have spirituality, and it chased Lin San from behind.
At this time, the short man struck Lin San with five black lights in succession.
Six black lights struck Lin San in different directions.
Lin San flipped his wrist and the Wind Chasing Sword appeared in his hand. "Broken." Lin San shouted softly. He swung the Wind Chasing Sword and quickly fired out six sword lights.
Six rays of sword light collided with six rays of black light in an instant. There was a soft sound. The sword light and black light disappeared at the same time.
Seeing his six black lights being broken by Lin San, the short man's expression suddenly changed.
"Try taking my sword." Lin San flew into the air, holding the Wind Chasing Sword with both hands, and slowly slashed at the short man.
A fierce sword light quickly slashed at the short man.
The short man reached out and took out a yellow talisman from his arms. He squeezed it hard and the yellow talisman shattered. A yellow light instantly covered the short man.
As soon as the short man released the defensive shield, the sword light was already approaching.