Chapter 242: Xinmen is in a league of its own
Compared with the quietness of the ceremonial gate, the other doors can be said to be exciting, especially the first two days of the competition, which attracted a large number of people to watch, on the one hand, to observe the opponents they may meet, on the other hand, to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and learn from them.
Lingzhi's selection is placed at the end, and it is much colder than the martial arts test, after all, the martial arts test is a fist-to-flesh fight, a knife and a gun, and Lingzhi ...... To the uninitiated, it's more like a group of neuropaths, constantly breaking their thoughts about a seed.
"Oh, your seed of Xueling grass is really the most beautiful little guy I have ever seen, and I believe that you will definitely become the best grass grass in the future, and play a more powerful value than other peers. ”
"Oh my God, what did I see? Lingmushroom, you are really my little cutie, come and see my mother, male mothers are also mothers, don't dislike it, I will definitely give you love like the glow of three springs." ”
"I love you, I love you, do you hear me?
Some curious people will also come to take a look and drop a sentence: Damn, retarded. Hurriedly left, afraid that the male mother who was more than one meter eight and the muscular man who was naked and full of tendons would divert the target.
Unlike this group of spirit planters who have a rather comic effect, the examination of the martial arts examination is more rigorous, and it is more cruel and intense, there are many people who leave the small martial arts field with blue skin and swollen faces, and there are many people who accidentally break their arms and legs, and some people say goodbye to their arms and legs forever.
In particular, there are a large number of outer sects in the Xinmen, and they have rushed back from the Xianmen of the Medicine Sect in various places, each with its own means, each with its own magical powers, and its actual combat ability is more than one step higher than that of the disciples in the sect.
The other three sects are still thinking about how to compete in the aura and suppress the exercises, and the letter gate has already thought about how to deal with the opponent when hiding moves, setting traps, and defeating the strong with the weak, exaggeratingly, just like adults and children competing.
By the third day, except for most of the disciples left in the Xinmen, the other three had already suffered heavy losses, and most of the remaining disciples were also because of the competition with people outside the Xinmen, and it seemed that it was a matter of time before they were defeated.
"Xuanjing Sect Chief, this is to congratulate you on your faith, look at this, I'm afraid that these twenty places will be filled by you. Xuan Dao patted his big belly, but he was not in a hurry, after all, Zhimen was responsible for the cultivation of spiritual plants, and there were very few people who came to participate in the martial arts test.
And on the side, the faces of the two sects of Renyi, who majored in pharmacopoeia and martial arts, are not very good-looking, and it is not easy to say anything directly, but it is okay for the head of the Renmen Sect to be lonely, after all, there are three days dedicated to the pharmacopoeia and five days for the Tao, although the disciples enter the inner door a little less, but it will not be too ugly.
"This is really a person who has experienced a lot, and it can't be compared with the flowers in these greenhouses......" Xuan Lin was a little sour, like eating a lot of lemons.
Xuan Xuan's face is very ugly, Yimen only has two things to handle, one is alchemy, the other is martial arts, the current situation, the martial arts test only has the word Liangliang, and alchemy, he knows too well that few people under his sect can pass this exam.
"Yes, yes," Xuan Xuan said: "This disciple is crawling and rolling in the world, not only earning face for the sect, but also exercising himself one more than the other, you see, heh, this is powerful, and another one has a broken leg." ”
It sounds like a compliment, but every sentence is sarcastic, saying that the letter is not light or heavy, and the outside of the nest is relying on the sect, and the nest is a dead hand to the same sect.
Xuanjing rolled his eyes and didn't answer.
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