In the early morning of the next day, the Tianji Sect competed in the test field.

The disciples of the eight major sects stood on the huge competition field, dotted with stars. Although there were forty disciples participating in the competition, it still felt a little empty in this extremely wide field, and these disciples did not even occupy a single corner.

On the stands around it, it was already crowded with people at this time. The viewing platform, which can accommodate 10,000 people, is even full.

The four adjudication elders of the Four Immortal Sects stood in the center of the competition arena and looked around, not angry and arrogant.

Ji Yuan looked at these slightly nervous and whispering disciples and everyone outside the field, the noisy voices were endless, and his face moved slightly. Then, turn your right hand into a palm and press it down at will.

An invisible wave of qi quickly spread out around it.

Wherever Qi Lang went, everyone felt an invisible coercion, their hearts were huge, and their expressions suddenly became clear.

After a moment, the huge competition place suddenly became silent, and there was not even a hint of breeze.

After seeing such a scene, Ji Yuan nodded with satisfaction, his face was calm, and he slowly spoke.

"Today is the second level of the assessment of the Eight Sects, and there is no difference in scuffle. As the name suggests, in this competition field, at this time, regardless of the level of cultivation in the realm, those who have the ability can enter the top 16. During the competition, you can fight alone or freely combine as a team to fight in a group. But one thing you need to remember, either way!"

Ji Yuan paused, coughed lightly, and then said slowly, "In this scuffle, except for not harming the other party's life, everything else is fine! Conspiracy and even unscrupulous means are fine! Remember, if someone tries to break the rules, we, the four adjudicators, will not be spared!"

After Ji Yuan said this, the four elders suddenly flew into the air and retreated at the same time. After everyone occupied a corner of the test room, the deep voice of the epoch slowly sounded again.

"Eight Sect Conferences, the second level of assessment, start now!"

As the words landed, a burst of cheers broke out outside the venue.

The disciples in the competition hall also seemed to be infected by this cheer, and their faces were nervous and excited. Everyone carefully watched the left and right, for fear of being attacked by others.

After the scene was so deadlocked, suddenly some of the disciples of the sect couldn't help but start to take the initiative to attack the surroundings.

For a time, the number of participants in the battle increased, and the scene was chaotic.

In the test room, all kinds of spirit swords, spirit weapons, and skills surged out in an instant. Sword light, sword energy, and spiritual energy, like colorful flowers, bloomed everywhere in the competition field.

"Dragon Light Slash!"

"Soul Reaver Axe!"

"Thunder Emperor Flash!"

"Wind and Frost Holy Fist!"

“............”

A burst of shouts sounded, and when every disciple looked at the other side, the expression on his face swelled as if he had a deep enmity with him.

However, this scene was only half of the entire competition venue. The other half, on the other hand, is calm. It's like the yin and yang poles in the middle of Tai Chi Bagua, forming a clear scene.

On the left side of the competition room, the monks of the Seven Realms and Nine Grades are respected. These disciples of the Seven Realms, with most of them as a team, will first try their best to solve other sects, and then conduct internal duels.

However, on the right side of the competition field, there were only four people, standing quietly with their hands down.

These four people are Shangguan Xun, Su Yebai, Gong Jianyu and Luo Shuiyi, who are known as the four gods of Dongzhou.

It's not that these four people don't want to participate in the melee. Instead, the other disciples took the initiative to avoid the four of them, trying to avoid self-inflicted humiliation during the melee stage. Moreover, the disciples of the other sects of these four people were not at the same realm level at all.

At this moment, if any of the sect's disciples didn't open their eyes and took the initiative to step forward and touch the brows of the four people, then the outcome would be that even children could guess it, and they would definitely be eliminated immediately.

At this time, in addition to the things of the four gods, there were two other people in the competition field, and it seemed that they were also idle.

One of them is Mo Yang who has the cultivation of the five grades of the Tongtian Realm, and the other is the Yin Li who has the cultivation of the first grade of the Tongtian Realm.

Mo Yang stood in a corner of the test room, looking at the chaotic image in the field freely and indifferently, without sadness or joy. The hidden thunderbolt, who was far away from him, had smart eyes, staring closely at Mo Yang's every move, as if he had made a move.

At this time, the other four Xuantian Sect disciples who were hiding behind Mo Yang had beads of sweat on their foreheads, and their faces were nervous and fearful. His eyes were firmly fixed on the other sect disciples who had accidentally approached, as if he was afraid of being eliminated by a sneak attack.

Shen Mubai, an elder of Xuantianmen who was sitting outside the arena, saw the embarrassment of the four of them, and his face jumped a few times in embarrassment and unnaturally.

"Alas! Ling Xuan and Feng Yan are not incompetent! Just cowering behind Senior Brother Mo like this, it is inevitable that they will be laughed at by other sects! I, a disciple of Xuantian Sect, even if I don't die to death, I can't be scared to death!"

Gu Fanzi and Qing Banxian looked at the scene in the field, but smiled indifferently.

"After all, it's the first time in my life to participate in a big battle of this scale! It's normal to be afraid! The cultivation of these disciples in the field is higher than the other, even the Heavenly Void Sword Sect and Ling Tianzong have a comprehensive strength stronger than the four of them. This time, it should be regarded as a tempering of the mind. ”

After Gu Fanzi finished speaking, he had a wisp of beard and an extremely indifferent expression.

After Qing Banxian took a sip of wine, he smiled evilly.

"Great Elder, Senior Brother Shen, do you remember how you behaved in the first battle when you were young?"

Shen Mubai seemed to have been exposed to the scars of the past, and quibbled with a flushed face, "I, of course I am, I am fearless!"

Qing Banxian glanced at Shen Mubai with a smile on the corner of his mouth, then laughed and stopped talking.

At this time, Yan Lingxuan, Gu Fengyan, Hua Yunfei and Zhao Qingchi, who were hiding behind Mo Yang, seemed to also feel the resentment of the Great Elder Shen Mubai, Yan Lingxuan gritted his teeth and looked at the three of them as if they had made a lot of determination.

"Three junior brothers! We can be regarded as the leaders of the Xuantianmen generation! We can't be looked down upon by others like this! Even if we are eliminated immediately, we have to fight with all our might!"

After finishing speaking, the spirit sword was unsheathed and took the lead in entering the battlefield and participating in the melee of everyone.

After hearing this, the other three also turned pale, and then they also jumped up and flew towards the field.

Although these four people have overcome their inner timidity, they are not brave and unscrupulous.

The disciples of other sects can't beat it, so it's not okay to find the Taixu Sword Sect and Ling Tianzong to practice?

Seeing this, Mo Yang's face showed a hint of relief, and his complexion, which he didn't care about, was also slightly moved.

In the other half of the competition field, the four gods of Dongzhou silently watched the chaotic scene, doing nothing, and talking casually.

"Brother Shangguan, what do you think of this Mo Yang?"

Su Yebai asked casually, as if he didn't take Mo Yang to heart in his expression.

Shangguan Xun slowly withdrew his gaze from a mountain peak in the distance, and replied lazily, "At such a young age, I'm afraid I just have an aura, but it's just a bluffing show." At the age of eighteen, that is, he cultivates aura and skills, is he a son of an immortal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yebai and Gong Jianyu burst into laughter.

Luo Shuiyi remained silent, looking at Mo Yang's eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Shangguan, I really have a clear eye! So, in the eyes of Brother Shangguan, I don't know what my evaluation will be?"