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In the huge field, in the seven steps of the boulder facing outward, stood a white-clothed monk with a shallow smile and a beautiful appearance, and her waist-length black hair was only pulled up on the top of her head with a simple wooden hairpin, and a lot of green silk hung down behind her and was blown by the wind.

The nun brushed away the hair in front of her, revealing a pair of smiling apricot eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she stood in the middle of the field with her hands in her hands, not at all surprised by the eyes of people, and looked quite confident.

Among the elite disciples of the Five Kingdoms who were originally selected, there were not many female cultivators. Before Mu Xici, no female cultivator had ever played.

All of a sudden, it attracted the attention of many monks, and there was a lot of discussion outside the venue, and I was finally able to see a female cultivator. However, most people just feel fresh, and they are not optimistic about Mu Xici itself.

"I finally saw a female cultivator, and my brothers looked at a bunch of men's bangzi, so I could wash my eyes. ”

"This team selection is based on strength, this female cultivator looks soft and weak, and it is estimated that there is no play. ”

"Don't underestimate people like this. Since she dared to jump out first, she must have some extraordinary abilities. Why don't you give it a little pressure and see who can guess accurately?"

"No one will collapse and rob my brother, today my brother is sitting in the village, I bet that the last team of this female cultivator will not be ranked, is there anyone to call!

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Near noon, in addition to the disciples who participated in the team selection, there were also many residents of Ha An City who came to join in the excitement and watch by the school grounds.

The school field is a place for military training, but the residents of He'an City are all monks, and it is said that it is military training, and everyone is equivalent to practicing together. Therefore, it was not forbidden for the monks of the city to come and watch the study. As for the team selection, of course, it is also for people to observe.

The Zhongshan faction is not playing with its own little Jiujiu, hoping that this team selection can make the monks of He'an City touch, cultivate harder, and strengthen the reserve candidates under their jurisdiction.

The blue-clothed friar on the field only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze. These disciples were just passers-by, and they made no difference to him.

Mu Xici didn't care, he beckoned out the Panlong Canghai with one hand, and pinched the magic trick with the other hand and drank lightly: "Get up!"

I saw that a golden aura flowed out from the soles of Mu Xici's feet, and quickly circulated into a circle on the ground.

Spiritual energy intertwined in the air, but in a matter of moments, a complex and huge pattern was generated. Because of the angle problem, everyone looked sideways and naturally only felt that the pattern was complicated, and it looked faintly familiar.

But at this time, if someone raises their divine consciousness into the sky and looks down from the sky, they will find that those wandering auras have actually generated a majestic tiger head, the tiger's eyes are like copper bells, and the tiger's mouth is slightly open as if it is about to open its mouth to roar, which makes people feel afraid at a glance.

And Mu Xici was standing on the tip of this tiger's nose that looked like he was about to get angry, that is, the eye of this golden spirit array.

The top of the coiling dragon sea glowed with dazzling brilliance, and with the last form of the tiger's head, the white light on it became brighter and brighter.

Nine water dragons broke out from the ground, and their teeth and claws were wrapped around Mu Xici's side, swallowing clouds and spitting fog. I saw that one of the water dragons made a long roar to the sky, and the other water dragons seemed to be summoned and approached it one after another.

The nine water dragons, which were no more than the thickness of a tree stump just now, collided in the air, and the water splashed in all directions, fascinating the eyes of many people.

Just when everyone was still worried about whether Mu Xici was going to be trapped by the water dragon, in an instant, the nine dragons were united, and a giant water dragon that twisted and circled up occupied half of the square.

The eyes and nose of the water dragon can be seen clearly, and even the scales on the body are set on it, and the arrogant momentum of the world makes many people's hearts shocked.

Roar......

How much aura does it take to gather this, and what kind of cultivation does it take to control such a huge water dragon so exquisitely?

Many people who had followed Mu Xiqi before could only hang at the end of the queue beat a drum in their hearts, and faintly regretted it.

"This nun has a lot of two brushes. ”

"What are you afraid of, this kid? How much pressure do you have with my eldest brother? Young people just can't withstand the big waves, and the waves haven't risen yet?"

A pair of brothers around him quarreled and shouted for a long time, and every sarcasm would only look good. Zili's face was getting colder and colder, and he finally couldn't help but flick the Cloud Breaking Sword behind him.

As soon as the sword qi came out, his ears suddenly cleared. Zili looked back on the field with satisfaction.

At this time, the giant water dragon was hovering beside Mu Xici, and when she saw a gesture upward, her head was raised, and she swallowed mountains and rivers and went straight to the sky.

"It's!" someone couldn't help but exclaim. Is this dragon going to fly away?

Seeing that the water dragon was about to fly into the sky, it suddenly turned around at a height of 100 meters, and one swooped down on the boulder below.

This majestic collision was still silent, but it was emptied by a huge wave. What kind of traces will such a behemoth leave on a boulder?

The people outside the arena seemed to be caught in their hearts at this moment, and their eyes were firmly locked on the boulder, just waiting for the huge waves to pass and see what kind of result such a big momentum could have.

Mu Xici waved his hand, and the golden formation on the soles of his feet slowly disappeared, and the splashed waves turned into white points of light and submerged into the sea of coiling dragons held high.

As soon as the water was closed, everyone couldn't wait to look at the boulder, only to see a deep mark left on the stone. It was much deeper and wider than any trace left by the monks who had come before.

The blue-clothed monk finally looked at the little girl a few steps away, who was nothing more than a monk in the middle of foundation building.

This boulder has existed for nearly a thousand years as a trial stone during the foundation building period. There have been people who have left such traces, but they are at least monks in the late stage of foundation building or even peak perfection.

This inconspicuous female cultivator actually left traces that only a Jindan monk could break. It must be inseparable from that golden spirit array.

Standing not far away among the selected disciples, a disciple with a gentle temperament was pulled by the person next to him: "Senior brother, this female cultivator is a little unusual. ”

The person who was called Senior Brother nodded gently.

The tiger is on the dragon plate, which is somewhat interesting. Whose team does she want to join, she is willing to work hard.

Immediately after, he stretched out his slender fingers and gently brushed away the hand of the yellow-clothed nun: "Senior sister thinks so too." ”

The yellow-clothed nun looked at her hand that had been brushed by her sweetheart stupidly, and it took a while for her to come back to her senses in the surrounding discussions, I don't know what unexpected thing the nun had done? She glanced at her senior brother carefully, and then turned her gaze back.

Mu Xici on the field had already fought with the blue-clothed monk.

It's just that the figures of the two can no longer be searched with their eyes, but can only be barely distinguished with their divine sense.

The two of them were like shadows and mist, and they had fought hundreds of rounds in half an hour.