Yang Zhi grinned and said teasingly, "Huh? What? Miss Bai is also here to kill me?"

"Hmph, like you, will only hide under the wings of other people's waste, killing you will only dirty my hands!"

Bai Bing sneered, what happened to the "Fifth Uncle" just now, of course she wouldn't be stupid enough to do it here, but the killing intent in her eyes did not decrease in the slightest: "I heard that this selection competition is divided into three rounds, and in each round, you can't help but kill, Yang Zhi, you'd better pray that you won't run into me in the next competition!"

After saying that, she turned to leave, and the servants behind her also had fire in their eyes, and the gaze that looked at Yang Zhi was even more eager to swallow him into their stomachs.

"Wow, look, that's the powerhouse of the Chaos Gate, right?

"Soul Phantom, the legendary Soul Phantom, I heard that only peerless powerhouses who have reached level 35 martial artists can concentrate on getting out of their bodies, and that senior's cultivation must be level 35 super great martial artists!"

"It's rare and weird, and I don't look at what kind of place this is, since it is the Chaos Gate, one of the four major sects of my Xia Guo, isn't it strange to have such a great martial artist?"

At this moment, the crowd suddenly boiled, Yang Zhi's eyes were fixed, and he looked in the direction of everyone's discussion, and saw that in the center of the huge square, on a high battle platform, a huge humanoid phantom stood in the air, like a god high above, overlooking the world.

"Old man Wu Jian, an elder of the Chaos Gate Torture Hall, I am very happy to be able to preside over this grand event, first of all, on behalf of the Chaos Gate, I would like to thank all the young talents who have traveled thousands of miles to participate in the selection of my disciples!"

The phantom was an old man dressed in an azure robe, with a Taoist bun on his head, a warm face, two long hairs flying in the wind, and a dashing and heroic to the extreme.

"Elder Wu is polite, it is also an honor for me to be invited here to participate in the selection!"

"Elder Wu is mighty! Today, I have the honor to see Elder Wu's masterful demeanor, and it's too late for me to be happy!"

After Elder Wu finished speaking, a deafening response immediately sounded in the square, even if it was only a phantom, many people still deliberately showed their respect, hoping to leave a good impression on each other.

"Hahaha, everyone's enthusiasm, Wu can fully feel it, seeing so many of you young talents gathered below, Wu seems to have seen the prosperity of my Chaos Gate tomorrow!"

Elder Wu laughed, his mood seemed to be very good, and then he saw him pressing his hands downward, stopping a new round of sycophants from everyone, and then he said loudly: "I am very happy that you can come to participate in the selection of disciples of my faction, but before the assessment begins, there are some things that Wu must make clear!"

In this disciple selection, not only is the elimination rate very high, but the possibility of falling is also very great.

It is no exaggeration to say that if 10,000 people participate in the selection, the candidates who can leave alive in the end are only seventy percent at most, and the three percent who fall will not receive any compensation from the Chaos Gate, so now, I hope you think about it clearly, if you are unwilling to participate, now is the last chance to quit!"

As soon as Elder Wu Jian's words were finished, the entire square immediately became silent.

Speaking of these invited contestants, although they have heard some rules about this assessment from different sources, and even many of them have prepared to be eliminated in advance, who would have thought that in a selection of sect disciples, the proportion of people who have fallen is as high as thirty percent?

After a brief silence, someone immediately asked loudly, "May I ask Elder Wu, there are rumors that the Chaos Gate will only recruit the top thirty winners this time, I wonder if the rumors are true?"

These words seemed to ask everyone's hearts. Since you have decided to step into the martial arts, you should have the awareness to face death at any time, but if the gain is completely disproportionate to the effort, then you have to think carefully about whether the risk is worth it.

After all, the total number of people on the scene is not less than 10,000 people, and even if there are confident people, they dare not say that they must be the top 30 people who win.

Everyone chattered for a while, until a long time later, when they saw Elder Wu raise his hand, and smiled at the crowd: "There is a question about the elimination rate, please forgive Wu for not having any comment for the time being, but I want to ask, you haven't participated in the competition yet, do you care about this issue first, do you have no confidence in yourself?"

"Martial arts competition, itself is thousands of troops across the single-plank bridge, fighting with people, fighting with the ground, fighting with the sky, since you don't even have confidence in yourself, how can you talk about martial arts competition?

The words were loud, and many of the people who were still excited just now showed a look of shame, but there were also many sober-minded people, but when they heard the words, their eyes were bright, as if they were contemplative.

Yang Zhi stood in the crowd, watching all this with cold eyes, sneering in his heart.

It is true that the old man of Wujian is right, on the road to attack the strong, you must have a heart that dares to fight for the world.

But it's also a fact that there are more monks and less porridge, you just threw out 30 places, and the elimination rate and mortality rate are still so high, and now you don't want to say it clearly, but pull out some big truths, which is clearly deliberately coaxing everyone to fight to death.

They didn't lose anything anyway, and the more people participated, the higher the quality of the winners selected in the end.

Although he saw through all this, Yang Zhi never thought about quitting, it was one thing to bet with his father, the most important thing was that no matter the past or present life, he never wavered in his determination to attack the road of the strong.

"Okay, give you the last stick of incense time to consider, if you decide to leave, please quit the martial arts arena, after a stick of incense, the selection and assessment will officially begin!" Seeing that many people below showed a pensive expression, Elder Wujian showed a satisfied smile.

Immediately, he raised his hand, and a lit incense stick fell straight to the center of the battle platform......

The time of a stick of incense passed quickly, and during this period, there were finally people who were stage frightened, did not dare to joke with life, and left one after another.

However, Yang Zhi detected through his sense of qi that the crowd that left was not even one thousandth, I don't know if it was Elder Wu's words just now that played a role, or if many people had the same idea as Yang Zhi, and they didn't believe that they would be the third of the fallen.

"When the time comes, those who decide to stay, in front of each of you, a portal will appear, after I announce the start of the assessment, everyone will enter the door immediately, and those who have not entered after ten breaths will be deemed to have abstained!"

At this time, Elder Wujian's words started again, and I saw him standing in the void and waving his hand lightly, and in the huge crowd of martial arts arenas, a water curtain gate that seemed to be composed of water currents immediately appeared, dense and countless.

"It's weird, it's a portal made of water?"

Such a door also appeared in front of Yang Zhi's eyes, which made his eyes condense slightly, and he subconsciously poked out his sense of qi and entered the door.

But he was shocked, and since he reached into the door, he seemed to be isolated by a mysterious force, and he couldn't see through anything.

"The assessment begins, everyone, enter immediately!"

At this time, the voice of the sword sounded solemnly.