In the True Martial Continent, and even in the One Sword Sect, there are many genius disciples who eventually become mediocre because of their lack of perseverance.

There is no shortage of disciples with ordinary talents, relying on incomparably strong willpower, they are late bloomers and become strong people.

Therefore, willpower is also very important to the One Sword Sect.

Those who lack willpower, no matter how good their talent is, are still a waste in the eyes of the One Sword Sect.

It's not worth wasting resources on the Sword Sect.

The One Sword Sect, which has been established for 3,000 years, has summarized and perfected a set of mature willpower testing methods.

Soon, Xiao Yu and the others came to a large hall.

In the temple, there is nothing superfluous, only a hanging scroll.

On this hanging scroll, there is only one word - sword!

"This word was written by an elder of my One Sword Sect, containing a trace of his sword intent, as long as you can look at the hanging scroll and a stick of incense, you can be regarded as passing the assessment. ”

An inner disciple in charge of recording said.

Xiao Yu and the others also sat cross-legged, looking at the word "sword" hanging on the wall.

Just looking at it, Xiao Yu didn't feel superfluous, only felt that the words were written in a powerful and powerful way, and the momentum was extraordinary.

But slowly, he found that the word "sword" continued to enlarge in his eyes, framing his eyes.

Immediately, it slowly appeared in his mind, constantly magnified, and gradually occupied all his mind.

In his mind, there were no other distracting thoughts, and in his mind, there was only one thought, which was the word "sword" that appeared in his mind!

A feeling of dizziness also appeared in his mind.

This is a swelling pain, and the word "sword" is like a mass of gas, constantly expanding, propping his head into a drowsy state.

In the temple.

A sharp scream of pain also came out at this time, and several disciples fell to the ground like mud.

Several inner disciples dragged them out.

A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

That faint feeling made Xiao Yu feel that his mind was about to become an over-inflated balloon, almost bursting.

A trace of cold sweat leaked from his scalp and flowed to his face, and in the blink of an eye, his face was sweating in all directions, rolling down, and converging into a pool of sweat.

His body, too, trembled violently like a sieve because of the pain.

He didn't hesitate at all, turned his true qi, turned it into his mind, and fought against the pain.

Suddenly, the pain was immediately relieved a lot.

It is like a person who is sweating profusely and suddenly gets a breeze, like a person who is extremely thirsty and suddenly drinks spring water, like a person who has been starving for three days and finally has a bite to eat.

The sweat that flowed from his face was no longer so turbulent and much lighter.

A quarter of an hour passed again.

The time for half a pillar of incense has finally arrived.

"Finally passed!"

The little fat man was immediately relieved, let out a breath of turbidity, and hurriedly walked out of the small hall.

Like him, there are hundreds of disciples.

They wiped the sweat from their foreheads and walked out of the small hall.

At this time, there were only about a thousand disciples left in the hall.

Each of them, not easy to collect, is trembling, but they are all gritting their teeth and insisting.

Because, the longer they persist, the more potential the One Sword Sect will think they have, and the greater chance they will have to be among the top ten and have a ranking battle.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

"Boom!"

One of the disciples fell to the ground and fainted.

Several inner disciples hurriedly walked up to him, stuffed the elixir into his mouth, and carried him out of the main hall.

The fainting of this disciple was like the first card of a domino, and immediately afterward, there were many disciples fainting.

The inner disciples also began to get busy.

Soon, in the entire hall, there were about sixty disciples left such as Wu Shenghui, Ao Xiong, Zhao Shuangchi, Mu Yingyu, Xia Xingjie, Qian Fengjie, and Xiao Yu.

At this time, in Xiao Yu's mind, it was no longer the huge word "sword".

It's a towering greatsword.

The giant sword seemed to be made of the word "sword", and it was as black as ink.

He felt no longer a swelling pain, but a tingling pain.

Nuoda's ink sword constantly released dense sword qi, and the sword qi was like a needle, piercing his head.

"Bang!"

Wu Shenghui fainted.

The sword qi gradually became cold, like the wind and cold, and suddenly it was furious, like a beast that suddenly went crazy.

wantonly filled Xiao Yu's mind.

"Whew!"

Xiao Yu's heart suddenly hurt, making him gasp.

"Bang!"

Aoxiong fell.

After a while, Zhao Shuangchi also fell.

Xia Xingjie also fell.

When he fell, he glanced at Xiao Yu.

In the field, only Mu Yingyu, Qian Fengjie and Xiao Yu remained.

At this time, the ink sword in his mind changed again, one life two, two life three, and suddenly infinite.

Countless ink swords roared through his mind like a hurricane.

It seemed to have the power to turn the world upside down, turning his mind upside down.

Mu Yingyu fell, and when he fell, he glanced at Xiao Yu very unwillingly.

Suddenly, the picture in Xiao Yu's mind changed again, and a vague figure of a fairy wind bone suddenly appeared.

This blurred figure was like a sword, as soon as it appeared, the sword power was monstrous, and it immediately shook Xiao Yu's mind, making him feel out of his mind.

Qian Fengjie fell.

The blurred figure suddenly stretched out its right hand, and all the ink swords were like locusts, surging towards the right hand of the blurred figure, condensing into a sword.

The figure also moved at this time, waving the sword and wandering, the sword aura was like the wind, raging and surging, the sword was like might, fierce and domineering.

"This ...... This is the Ninth Sword!"

Xiao Yu was shocked.

This vague figure is actually casting the ninth sword!

He gathered all his attention and watched the figure in action.

This figure, at this time, was exerted to the last moment of release, which was also a shackle that he could not solve.

The figure waved down with a sword, as if there were thousands of sword rhymes, and as if there was a supreme sword way, which was unpredictable.

"yes! That's what it feels like. ”

"That's what I'm missing!"

He was in ecstasy.

Firmly remember the demeanor and sword rhyme of that moment.

That's when —

The sword moves were released, and countless dense ink swords rushed out like a violent wind, not giving him any chance to react at all, and piercing his heart.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yu felt a shock in his body and came to his senses.

He looked at the word "sword" in front of him, and could no longer feel even the slightest coercion.

All he saw was the usual word "sword".

"I didn't expect that a willpower test would solve the shackles that had puzzled me for a long time. ”

Xiao Yu got up and prepared to leave.

"Huh, why am I the only one left?"

He was a little puzzled, and saw that the old men and inner disciples in charge of the assessment in the field were all looking at him with a look at monsters.

An inner disciple stammered, "You have broken the record in the history of the One Sword Sect!"

"You're alone, and you've held out for two hours!"

"Well, carelessly, it's awesome again. ”

The sullen Xiao Yu thought.

"That's not my style! It's all the blame on the little fat man, it's him who infected me!

He walked out of the main hall.

After walking out of the main hall, Xiao Yu found the little fat man and came to the assessment bulletin board in Shanmen Square with him.

At this time, the top ten on the list have undergone some small changes-

First place: Xiao Yu

Second place: Qian Fengjie

Third place: Mu Yingyu

Fourth place: Xia Xingjie

Fifth place: Zhao Shuangchi

Sixth place: Aoxiong

Seventh place: Li Feiyu

Eighth place: Lin Hongzhen

Ninth place: Yin Zhengqing

Tenth place: Wu Shenghui

Xia Xingjie fell to the fourth place because he did not beat Mu Yingyu in the willpower assessment.

Of course, the little fat man is still as stable as Mount Tai, firmly occupying the penultimate position.

"Next, it is to get the first place in tomorrow's ranking battle, become the head of the school, get more cultivation resources from the One Sword Sect, improve the strength, and find out those black hands. ”

Xiao Yu thought in his heart.

Although he is now the number one at the top of the list, it only means that he is the most talented, and it does not mean that he will be the number one in the ranking battle.

The ranking battle is a real battle.

There are too many factors that determine the outcome of a real battle: cultivation, martial arts, body skills, combat experience, weapons, and even luck, any of which will determine the outcome of the actual battle.

Xiao Yu's current cultivation is the peak realm of the Martial Artist Double Heaven, and this realm, even compared to Xia Xingjie, who is ranked fourth and is already a Martial Artist Quadruple Heaven, does not have the slightest advantage.

Moreover, with the current situation of him and Xia Xingjie who are not dying, if they meet, it will definitely be a vicious battle!

"I have now comprehended the Ninth Sword, but now the bottleneck that shackles me to use the Ninth Sword is my cultivation, I am now the peak of the Martial Artist Triple Heaven, I want to let my cultivation break through to the Martial Artist Triple Heaven, only in this way, the true qi in my dantian can support me to cast the Ninth Sword!

Xiao Yu had a plan in his heart, and walked out of the crowd with the little fat man and walked towards the outer door.

A quarter of an hour later, he and the little fat man walked to the vicinity of the Tianfu Restaurant and saw that a gambling house had been successfully built.

This gambling house was built by the One Sword Sect.

The ranking battle of the inner door assessment is the highlight of the assessment, and it will attract countless inner disciples to watch the battle.

Push this event to the climax!

Before, there were many inner disciples who were secretly betting on which disciple would win the first place in the ranking battle, so as to win the spirit stone.

After seeing the huge benefits, the One Sword Sect decided to build a gambling house and operate it himself.

At this time, a bulletin board on the edge of the gambling house was already crowded with people, talking to each other.

Seeing that there was excitement, the little fat man immediately came to his senses, pulled Xiao Yu into the crowd, used his fat body as a big shield, and Xiao Yu came to the front of the billboard.

The content is very simple, it is the odds of the top 10 to get the first place.

Among them, Wu Shenghui's odds are the highest, as high as 1:1000

The lowest odds are Xia Xingjie, which is 1:0.1

followed by Qianfengjie's 1:0.2

Then, there is Mu Yingyu's 1:1

Finally, it is Xiao Yu's 1:50

In other words, if Wu Shenghui wins the first place in the ranking battle, he can get 1,000 taels by pressing one or two silvers.

On the contrary, if you press Xia Xingjie, you can only get 0.1 taels if you press one or two.

The higher the odds, the less favored by the casino, and the lower the odds, the more favored the casino.

Moreover, the gambling house is not pressed with silver, but with spirit stones.

The spirit stone is the hard currency of the martial arts cultivation world.