Chapter 119: The Last Eleven

In addition to the square-faced man who was chasing people, another person was also scanning on the high platform, and if anyone was not pleasing to the eye, he used his hand a little. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some of the people who were pointed out were pale, some were embarrassed, and some were unconvinced.

But either way, in the end, they all obediently got off the high platform.

In the end, six people from the high platform where Zhong Yong was located were driven down, five men and one woman, all of whom were relatively "characteristic" people.

More or less people were driven down from the other high platforms.

On the last ten high platforms, there were 1,100 people left.

"Congratulations on passing the two most basic tests of age and appearance, but now is the moment when your future and destiny will be decided. Maybe in the end you may regret or even envy those who were eliminated in the first two rounds. But it's too late now, I said, as long as you register and pass the assessment, then you are the people of our Hehuan Holy Sect, and death is also the ghost of my Hehuan Holy Sect. Miao Wuchen said slowly.

"Okay, I won't say more nonsense, according to the one-tenth rule that I said before, one hundred and ten of you can become the outer disciples of our Hehuan Holy Sect, and the rest of you will all become the Ding Furnace disciples of our Hehuan Holy Sect."

"Good luck to you!" Finally, Miao Wuchen said with an evil smile on his face.

Soon after, on top of the ten high platforms, everyone was disorganized again, and then reassigned to the top of the ten high platforms.

After the redistribution, the strength of the monks on each high platform was more evenly balanced. In particular, those who had cultivated to reach the sixth level of the Qi cultivation period were all scattered.

After all, there is an age limit, and among these 1,100 people, none of them have reached the seventh level of the Qi cultivation period, so the highest cultivation level is only the eleven monks who have reached the sixth level of the Qi training period.

However, since the age of female cultivators was later relaxed to forty years old, among the eleven monks who practiced qi at the sixth level, female cultivators accounted for only six.

However, before the age of thirty or forty, it is already very good to be able to have such cultivation, and the disciples in some major sects are no more than that.

Although it was disrupted and reassigned, Zhong Yong's position remained unchanged, and he was still on the high platform on the far left.

However, the person standing on the high platform on the far left at this time is also the most unlucky. Because there are only ten high platforms, and there are eleven monks at the sixth level of the Qi cultivation period, there is always one more person on the high platform, and the leftmost high platform where Zhong Yong is located is divided into two masters of the sixth layer of the Qi training period.

One of them was a very beprising woman, and the other was a man in black who was not tall and looked like twenty-seven or eighteen.

At this time, the people on this high platform, looking at the two people standing on both sides of the high platform, many of them showed resentment and unwillingness.

In fact, no matter who else it was, even the two Qi cultivation stage sixth-level cultivators themselves, they all had gloomy expressions on their faces.

After all, in this situation, no one wants to have one more opponent?

The method of selecting the last 110 people of the Hehuan Holy Sect is also very simple, that is, to disperse the people on the ten high platforms according to their cultivation strength, and there are 110 people on each high platform.

Then there was a scuffle on each high platform, and the eleven people who held out until the end were the victors on each high platform.

Ten high platforms, exactly one hundred and ten people.