Stepping into the valley, the picture in front of Long Zun's eyes changed, the hard bluestone pavement turned into a piece of tender grass, stepping on it, the feet were soft and comfortable.

There was no one around, Gong Lei and the other Yaofeng disciples who were originally around him all disappeared at this moment, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the world.

"This is the land of martial arts?" Long Zun looked around, he had heard the name of the land of martial arts many times, and before he came, the senior brothers in the medicine peak had told him many times.

In front of him was a grassland, and the grass under his feet was no more than a finger high, and it was full of tender grass with fine leaves and cartilage, and when he walked on it, his whole foot sank into it.

"What about the Mist Man, didn't you say that there are Mist People here?" Long Zun walked as he looked around, looking for the Mist Man that Senior Brother Wang had said.

As long as you defeat the Mist Man, you can pass the test, and of course, under the attack of the Mist Man, the time to withstand a stick of incense is also considered to pass the test.

He didn't find the mist man, but he was amazed by the scenery in front of him, except for the green under his feet, the blue sky, and there was no color embellishment.

For about a quarter of an hour, ripples like water waves flowed slowly in mid-air on the green grass, and in a short time, a humanoid creature composed of water droplets appeared on the grass.

"This is the Mist Man?" Long Zun didn't feel the vitality of the living person from the Mist Man in front of him, but was like a puppet all the time, standing in front of him.

The ripples in the air disappeared completely, the water mist man stepped on the grass, his body was more than two meters high, and Long Zun stood in front of him, and he had to look up to see the face of the water mist man.

Water Mist people have the same facial features as normal people, but they have no hair and are bare like a duck egg's head.

"Start the competition, defeat the Mist Man, or hold on to a stick of incense under the attack of the Mist Man, pass the test, or fail. An old voice rang out in the air.

Long Zun took a deep breath, his target was the Yuntian Sect's personal disciple, and now it was only the first test on the way to becoming a personal disciple.

As soon as the sound in the air disappeared, the mist man immediately moved, like a cheetah running on the grassland, rushing towards Long Zun at a speed of 100 meters.

The distance between Long Zun and the Water Mist Man was not as far as a hundred meters, a total of more than ten meters, and they were close in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the Water Mist Man can only be regarded as above average in the martial artist realm, and compared with Long Zun, who has comprehended the wind attribute, there is a big gap.

Long Zun jumped back slightly, his body slightly sideways, and the first blow of the Mist Man missed, but then attacked again.

The mist man continued to attack, and the sound of sonic booms in the air was endless, and where the fist wind passed, waves of air were churning.

"The strength is average, the speed is average, forget it, let's send you away!" Long Zun muttered to himself, raised his right arm, pulled back like a bow and arrow, pulled out an arc, aimed at the fist of the mist man, and hit it out with an uppercut.

Bang! A punch hit the mist man, and the mist man's entire arm exploded, turning into droplets of water and spilling on the green grass.

"How is that possible...... He only hurt one arm. Long Zun's eyes were full of surprise, the strength of the Water Mist People was about the sixth order of the Martial Master Realm, and it was not Xuan power, pure power.

The punch he just made was at least the strength of the eighth order of the martial artist realm, and if one punch went down, the ordinary sixth order of the martial artist realm could not withstand it at all, and he would have already flown out upside down, and even fainted.

And the mist man in front of him only hurt one arm.

He discovered that although the Mist Man's attack was average and his speed was average, he had a special defense on his body that could defuse or mitigate external damage.

With the strength of the water mist people, it is enough to resist most of the inner disciples to pass the assessment, this is just the first assessment of Dabi, it is not too difficult, but it is not very easy.

As he was thinking wildly, the mist man who was missing an arm in front of him slowly condensed countless small droplets of water from his arm, condensing little by little, gathering more and more, and finally forming a new arm again.

"Is this a monster! Can it regenerate itself with a broken arm?" Long Zun exclaimed, but only in amazement.

Because the mist man in front of him was a special form, he was not surprised by what kind of changes appeared.

However, he believed that the Mist Man must have a weakness, and it would never be possible to regenerate with such an unlimited broken arm, otherwise there would be no defeat of the Mist Man before.

Thinking of this, he reflexively rushed towards the Mist Man, and slammed a sharp palm print into the Mist Man's chest, wanting to see how many times the Mist Man could be reborn.

The speed of the water mist man is not very fast, although he shot to resist Long Zun's palm, but the speed is not as fast as Long Zun, who has comprehended the wind attribute.

Before the mist man's palm was raised, Long Zun's palm print had already slapped on the mist man's chest.

With a bang, the mist man split apart, exploded into countless small droplets, splashed in all directions, and finally scattered onto the surrounding grass.

Looking at the disappearing water mist man, Long Zun frowned, he didn't wait for the news of the imaginary victory, he felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, a moment later, countless small water droplets floated from the grass into the air, and the water droplets flying from all directions condensed together in mid-air.

Long Zun continued to attack the Mist Man, first destroying one of the Mist Man's feet, followed by another leg...... No matter how many times, the Mist Man still appeared in front of him intact.

"Oops! you're going to become a sperm!" Looking at the mist man who reappeared in front of him, Long Zun screamed and raised his hand and punched him.

He has already figured out the strength of the Mist Man, and ten stacks are not his opponents, but the immortal form of the Mist Man makes him very uncomfortable, and he can't win if he wants to.

He doesn't want to really delay until a stick of incense, who knows if there will be an accident, it can be solved earlier, or it is better to solve it earlier.

A punch from his hand pierced the mist man's lower abdomen, revealing a fist-sized hole, but in the blink of an eye, the mist man returned to normal.

Then Long Zun kicked and smashed one of the legs of the mist man, and it didn't take long for the mist man's long legs to grow again.

Boom! Pound! Bang! Bang!

All the parts on the Mist Man were cleaned up by Long Zun, and in the end, the Mist Man was still standing intact on the grass.

In the end, only the head of the mist man remained, and he never broke it.

"You're ruthless! I don't believe you can live without a head. After saying that, Long Zun punched the misty man's head hard, and the back of his hand hurt, as if he had been hit by something.

At the same time, there is a feeling in my heart that this time the mist man will definitely disappear.

As the fist shadow arrived, the mist man's head shattered with a thud, and a black object fell from it.

The Mist Man's entire body not only did not recover this time, but collapsed little by little, like the ice on the icicle melting when it was heated, and watermarks flowed from the Mist Man's body to his feet.

After a short time, the whole mist turned into a stream, seeped into the grass, and disappeared completely.

(End of chapter)