Zhuang Zhi is a desolate level martial artist, although he is only a beginner level of the desolate level, his strength is far greater than that of Ouyang Jian, a personal disciple who has a heaven-level consummation realm.

If Gao Shuxian can tie up Zhuang Zhi, she will have a backer who is many times stronger than Ouyang Jian.

Although Gao Shuxian and Zhuang Zhi have only been in contact once, and Zhuang Zhi did not clearly answer whether to cover Gao Shuxian in the future, but from Zhuang Zhi's small triangular eyes that glowed with essence, Gao Shuxian caught a trace of coveting.

At that time, Gao Shuxian knew that her beauty had successfully aroused Zhuang Zhi's interest, and it was only a matter of time before she wanted to confuse Zhuang Zhi and use it for herself.

With Zhuang Zhi, a desolate level martial academy, as a backer, who else would dare to provoke himself among the thousands of disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy in the future?

Thinking of this, Gao Shuxian couldn't help but become proud, looking at Fang Bai and the others, her eyes showed a touch of viciousness, and she secretly said in her heart: "Wait and see, a few of you, when I get rid of Deacon Zhuang, I will find a chance to clean you up!"

Hundreds of experience teams gathered in the square in front of the mountain gate of Bitao Wuyuan, and some teams with good relationships gathered together to compare the harvest of this mountain experience.

The team members who have gained a lot are naturally dancing with their eyebrows and triumphant.

And those who have little harvest are depressed and gloomy.

Especially the several training teams that are expected to enter the top ten, their team members are even more excited, and even their voices are much louder than other team members, and from time to time they take out the cultivated resources they have harvested to show off to other fellow students.

In contrast, although Huang Miao's team had harvested a lot of cultivation resources, the five of them were very low-key, and after the five of them exchanged pleasantries with their well-related fellow disciples for a while, they formed a small circle, guarding the cultivation resources obtained by their team, and patiently waiting for the high-level leaders of the Martial Academy to appear.

After the high-level of the Martial Academy appeared, they would evaluate the top ten according to the cultivation resources harvested by each training team, and then give rewards.

According to the usual practice, there are usually two kinds of rewards: one is to give a cultivation resource, and the other is to get the opportunity to be guided by a high-ranking member of the Martial Academy.

The importance of cultivation resources to martial artists is self-evident, and being able to get the guidance of the high-level leaders of the Bitao Martial Academy is also something that the disciples of the Martial Academy cannot ask for.

Over the years, these two rewards launched by the Bitao Martial Arts Academy have inspired many disciples who have entered the mountain to go deep into the core area of the Bitao Mountain Range to hunt spirit beasts and pick elixirs, just to achieve a good ranking in the experience.

Among them, there are many disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy who are strong or lucky, who have won the rewards of the high-level of the Martial Academy and become the leaders of the Martial Academy, and even some disciples have finally squeezed into the ranks of the high-level of the Martial Academy and become the objects of worship of other disciples.

Of course, there are also many disciples who have fallen in the experience and have no bones left, which makes people sigh and sigh.

The disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy on the square gathered more and more, and most of the thousands of disciples who finally entered the mountain to train arrived here, and the other hundreds who did not arrive were very likely to have fallen in the Bitao Mountain Range and could never come back.

In other words, the number of fallen disciples accounted for about one-tenth of the total number of disciples who went into the mountain for training this time.

This loss is very large.

However, many of the old disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy seemed to be accustomed to this, and there was not much surprise on their faces.

Fang Bai roughly observed that most of the hundreds of disciples who had fallen were new disciples who had entered the Bitao Martial Academy at the same time as him, and the main reason for the fall was that the new disciples were not strong and inexperienced, but they were prone to impulsiveness and were eager to prove themselves, so they ventured into the depths of the mountain range regardless of their lives, and died under the attack of the spirit beast.

However, there are many martial artists in the true martial arts world, and almost every moment there will be martial artists who fall for various reasons, which is no longer strange, except for some close relatives and friends who will feel sad for the fallen, everyone else is indifferent.

Thousands of disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy gathered in the square, coaxing and shouting, so it was not lively.

A moment later, thousands of disciples erupted in a tsunami-like cheer, and more than a dozen high-level members of the Bitao Martial Academy, under the leadership of Dean Ren Jingbo, strode to the stone platform in front of the square and stood proudly.

Ren Jingbo and the others deserved to be desolate level martial artists, although they were small in number, but when they stood there, their breath was released, enveloping the entire square, which suddenly made thousands of disciples in the square feel a huge coercion.

"Disciples, be quiet, let the dean speak!"

The law enforcement elder of the Bitao Martial Academy came out of the crowd, and his cold and solemn gaze swept over the thousands of disciples in the audience, and said sharply.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every disciple in the square.

The strength of the iron punishment is not the strongest among the four elders of the Bitao Martial Academy, but the thousands of disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy are the most afraid of him.

This is because the iron punishment is in charge of the law enforcement responsibility of the Bitao Martial Academy, he is upright, does not show favoritism, once a disciple violates the rules of the academy, no matter who comes forward to intercede with him, he will not give face, even if the dean Ren Jingbo is the same.

In addition, Iron Torture usually does not smile, and he has a face on everyone, which makes people feel more powerful when facing him.

Therefore, as soon as the words on the iron torture side fell, there was silence in the square, almost everyone closed their lips, stared wide-eyed, looked in the direction of the stone platform, and didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of being caught by the law enforcement elders and punishing themselves on the spot.

Seeing that thousands of disciples had calmed down, Iron Torture nodded with satisfaction, and quickly retreated behind Ren Jingbo.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ren Jingbo took a few steps forward, his eyes wandered over the thousands of disciples in the audience for a moment, and then he slowly spoke: "Disciples of Bitao Martial Academy, the one-month training has officially ended today, you have worked hard!"

There should have been applause here, but Iron Torture stood beside Ren Jingbo, and the attention of many disciples had not been diverted from him, so that after Ren Jingbo finished speaking, the scene fell silent again, and it was not until the four old leaders behind Ren Jingbo applauded that the thousands of disciples in the square reacted, and then there was a thunderous applause.

Ren Jingbo's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth still had a signature smile, he cleared his throat and continued: "In the past month, I know that you have gone through a lot of hardships and tribulations, and many disciples have been injured or even fallen...... For those fallen disciples, I would like to express my deep regret!"

When he said this, his voice suddenly raised a little more, and then he said: "However, martial artists are like this, life and death, no one can predict! From the moment you embark on the road of martial arts, you are destined to be accompanied by hardships and tribulations, and the sickle of death may also harvest your life at any time! If you want to get out of this situation, you can only cultivate diligently, improve your strength, and control your own destiny......