Seeing the first secular person, Chang Wu stood in the center. Several outer sect elders looked at each other and waved their hands at the same time. A beam of light immediately emitted from their respective hands and shot onto the steps with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.
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"Clang!"
The ancient gate that had been sealed off suddenly opened, as if an ancient battlefield had begun and was about to break out.
Just as Chang Wu stepped onto the first step of the battle platform, a humanoid weapon that looked exactly like him jumped out, with a clanging sound all over its body, and fell to the ground. It was extremely domineering, overwhelming, and shocking the entire audience.
Xiang Yu saw what this image looked like after just a quick glance.
Although its appearance is no different from a real person, its existence is like a weapon spirit like the flying formation spirit. Its whole body is as hard as steel, and any weapon must avoid its sharp edge.
Especially the skin all over the body seems to be forged with a layer of armor of a real spiritual weapon. The eyes are empty and without thoughts, but the whole body is like a humanoid weapon. The muscles all over the body are like steel plates, with bulges and slight inclines.
With exertion, the muscles and bones made a crackling sound.
What's even more terrifying is that this "self-formation spirit" can imitate every move of a person, and coupled with the magic weapon itself being a real spiritual weapon, the power it can inspire will reach an incredible level. It is difficult to defeat "self" by oneself.
What's more, it's just an enhanced version of "self".
"Ho ho ho ho!"
The self-formation spirit roared wildly, like a Shura, warlike, bloodthirsty, fighting to the death! It was extremely ferocious, moving like a leopard, and then moving like lightning!
Others could only see a black shadow flashing, and the five fingers pointed directly at Chang Wu's head, grabbing him immediately! Without giving him the slightest chance, he pressed forward step by step, with deadly moves.
Obviously, this is a cruel assessment tacitly approved by the Holy Mountain. Only in this kind of life and death training, those who survive are often the best among men and women, with extraordinary potential.
"Puch!"
Chang Wu seemed to be frightened by the fierce fighting spirit, and his actions were slightly delayed. As he dodged, five-clawed lightning flashed, and five bloody scratches appeared on his back.
If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly, his head would have been shot through on the spot, and he would have died tragically.
"Ah! What the hell is this! I don't want to die! I still have a lot of things to do. Above ten thousand people, above ten thousand people... I don't want anything! I don't want to be
Five horses are tearing the body apart, I am going crazy, I want to quit." Seeing such danger, many disciples present immediately decided to quit, threw up flags, violated the rules, and were disqualified.
Many masters with a calm mind could not bear to make a sound of horror. Their faces were pale, and the fear was clearly revealed. Even Xiang Yu felt that it was indeed thrilling. That "self-formation spirit" was simply a statue that was not afraid of anything.
In the hell cultivation, I am afraid that in the ordinary ninth level, I can be killed by it as long as I meet you.
In an instant, the "self-formation spirit" chased Chang Wu and attacked his vital points, pressing forward step by step. A crack appeared on the entire battlefield like an ancient battlefield. It went straight to the throat for souls and hit the chest to dig out the heart.
Once this battle platform is opened, there is no possibility of escaping. It seems to be a kind of restricted energy. Even the realm of the other side cannot be crossed half a step, otherwise it will only end up being injured by the enemy. There is definitely no escape.
The only possibility is to throw out the flag, turn it into an earthy breath, and automatically admit defeat. This will give the outer sect elders a chance to control the formation and stop the self-formation spirit.
"Thirteen steps of bloodshed!"
Chang Wu quickly dodged, and finally, with his weird and unpredictable body skills, he got a chance in his busy schedule. He took out a bloody power in his hand. At the same time, he coordinated with his footsteps, and the bloody lang rushed hundreds of steps!
At this time, his body also exuded the aura of a bloody battle on the battlefield, with mountains of corpses and bloody killings for thirteen consecutive steps!
"Fight the enemy with one step!"
"Two steps to remove the enemy's heart!"
"Divide the enemy's corpse in three steps!"
"Crush the enemy's bones in four steps!"
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"Crush thousands of troops in ten steps!"
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"Thirteen steps to reverse the situation and cause a river of blood!"
Chang Wu took thirteen steps in a row to snipe and kill, and he collided with the "Thirteen Steps of Blood Killing" of this self-puppet. The whole place was covered with blood, as if a crack was split in the sea.
When the openings come out, two by two collide, the power sweeps across the sky, the sky collapses and the earth collapses, and the battle platform shakes.
Just when everyone had reached a conclusion, Chang Wu took out the last support! The whole venue was filled with blood, as if everything had been frozen.
The blood blooms.
Chang Wu's last trump card turned out to be a magical weapon that could cut gold and jade. It glowed with a mysterious blood color and was no lower than a real spiritual weapon. Blood lines flashed out, and a sound of cutting flesh resounded.
Then, he even cut off one of the arms of this "self-formation spirit".
Taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he fired fifty lines of overbearing power in succession, and his energy penetrated the rainbow, as powerful as a prison. Holding a blood sword, the rainbow light broke through the air, and the sword moves were like the Yangtze River drawing in the sea, cutting away from the sky, directly taking the "self formation spirit"
His head. He tried his best and exerted all his strength to the limit.
It reaches the point where people and moves become one.
"Bata!" There was a sound, and the blood sword went straight to the center of the eyebrow, but this formation spirit, who was not afraid of life and death, made a fatal blow and burst out. Chang Wu really didn't expect that it hit the sternum, and he spit out a mouthful of blood at that moment.
, flew up straight up, fell to the ground, and found it difficult to get up.
Afterwards, the spirit also fell to the ground, turned into a dull streak, and finally disappeared.
"Okay, you were able to defeat your formation spirit at the last moment. Congratulations! You successfully passed the assessment. Now in the name of the outer sect elder, I announce that Chang Wu will become my Holy Mountain Sect's outer sect disciple!" As he spoke, the elder said,
I had some extra elixir in my hand, and I said some words not to let the root of the disease fall and ruin such a good seedling.
Chang Wu's body was covered in blood, and he was still frightened. It was difficult to even support his body. Fortunately, he took the elixir from the Holy Mountain Gate. The aroma of the medicine instantly surrounded his body, flowing up and down, stabilizing his injuries.
Seeing Chang Wu like this, many of the disciples present seemed to flinch. You know, this is a master who is known as the first person in the world. He has not been able to please him. How can he come down safely?
"This Chang Wu's own strength is not much lower than mine. With the help of weapons that are like real spiritual weapons, he can penetrate the invulnerable leather armor. It is difficult to win." Xiang Yu looked a little ugly, and he couldn't help but say that he
He is unarmed, and ordinary iron cannot harm this formation spirit at all. It is impossible to defeat this formation spirit with bare hands without putting in some effort.
"Next!"
An outer sect elder placed a brand-new pattern in the center of the battle platform formation. Suddenly, there was a shaking of the earth and mountains, and a deafening rumbling sound.
The fighting spirit turned into a whirlpool, like an abyss or a prison, shocking the scene.
Another master of the tenth level stood on the battle stage. Then, another formation spirit exactly like this person appeared on the stage. Obviously, the level was lower than that of the one Chang Wu faced the enemy last time. It is relatively speaking.
, in the eyes of this master of the tenth level, the enemy he faced was a behemoth.
The battle platform opened, and the self-formation spirit rushed out. The master panicked and dodged in a hurry, but it seemed to be a step too slow. You must know that this formation itself is all about simulating the challenge. If the speed is slower,
It means that the next move is in the hands of the formation spirit. In this way, this master is grabbed by the formation spirit and is about to be torn apart!
"ah!"
In a panic, this master received the reminder from the elder of the outer sect. After all, he was also a master with a decent cultivation level. He immediately reacted, raised his hand, and shot out a handful of earth-colored flags, and then directly
All of his own aura was hidden, and he was just like a pile of soil. He was hit by the self-formation spirit on the ground without emotion, and his back bones were broken. But fortunately, he was still out of danger and survived.
"Unqualified!"
The outer elder announced the result with a cold expression.
Next, one after another prominent disciples were eliminated, and many of them were injured, had their limbs broken, and were carried away for treatment.
“As long as I keep the green mountains, I will come again next year...”
"I won't take the exam anymore. I'll be satisfied with being a prince for the rest of my life."
"If you are worried about your life, you should go back and practice on your own."
A few hours later.
Five people passed, more than 1,300 people failed, more than 500 people quit midway, and there were nearly a hundred casualties.
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"These worldly leaders cannot even defeat the self simulated by a Tao pattern. How can they kill their inner demons, pursue their original hearts, break through their shackles, and find their true selves in the future?"
A long-time man sighed after seeing such a scene.
"I'll come!" A clear and cold voice resounded.
Everyone's eyes turned to them, wondering who it was. This person stood up when everyone was retreating. Could it be that he wanted to be a standout and impress the elders?
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