An Zheng got down from Du's thin back, barely stood up straight, and took a deep breath to make himself look less weak. But the body standing up straight was also swaying, still coughing, and his sick state made people feel a little distressed.

Senior Brother An Juchen couldn't come quickly, and pulled An Zheng's clothes: "Don't go." ”

An Zheng shook his head: "I still have to go." ”

The helplessness on his face: "It's the first time I've seen someone crazier than me." ”

Fang Tanzhi's only female disciple, Zhuang Shuize, stood against the doorpost, and said lukewarmly: "Just let him go, I don't believe it, even if Mr. is not there, we can still let our little junior brother die in this election day." ”

Da Lie smiled and patted Du's thin shoulder: "You go too, don't embarrass the Gaze Pavilion." ”

Du snorted, walked towards the area he was assigned, and turned back when he was halfway there, looking at An Zheng worriedly. An Zheng bowed slightly, smiled, his face was defeated, and his eyes were bright.

He walked step by step, slowly, and each step seemed to him to be a thousand pounds. His feet were almost touching the ground forward, which meant that he couldn't lift them at all.

A teacher who was in charge of maintaining order came over and glanced at An Zheng, and asked in a worried tone, "Can you do it?" ”

An Zheng smiled, which was an answer.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, some admired and some ridiculed. There are those who say that An Zheng is a real man, and there are those who say that An Zheng is a stupid idiot. Some people say that An Zheng is simply a model for his disciples, and some people say that An Zheng is simply a madman.

But no matter how different or even-for-tat everyone says, there is one thing that everyone agrees on, that is, no matter how stubborn and strong An Zheng seems....... He was also eliminated today.

The teacher stretched out his hand to help An Zheng, and An Zheng paused slightly to refuse, took a deep breath, and continued to walk forward step by step.

Of the twelve districts, Anzheng is divided into the sixth district, which is not far away. When I walked over, the disciples who had participated in the primary election in front of me had already ended. The requirements for the primary selection are not very strict, and all third-level disciples can participate. Among the 12 teachers, 120 of the more than 300 third-level disciples will be selected to participate in the second selection.

Twelve venues, one hundred and twenty people, and the remaining ten people were promoted to second-level disciples.

Ann walked slowly, and many people stood on both sides of the aisle watching him.

"Stupid, it's a fart like this. ”

"It's not that I want to come out, if I want to say it's just pretending. Either he wants to make a name for himself and the dean to remember him, or he pretends to be a showman. ”

Some people also applauded and gave a thumbs up: "An Zheng, come on!"

"Don't be in a hurry, go slowly, everyone is waiting for you!"

"Don't give up, but don't force it. ”

An Zheng ignored those who ridiculed him and smiled at those who encouraged him.

Finally walked to the middle of the martial arts arena, and he slightly hugged his fist towards the teacher sitting opposite.

That teaching is Qu Xiangnuan.

There are always many things that cannot be avoided in life, and An Zheng seems to encounter more than others. Qu Xiangnuan looks like a very gentle person, and there is no hint of insidiousness in his eyes, only kindness.

"Can you still hold on like this?"

"Yes, sir. ”

"Well, as one of today's rulings, I must respect the will of every disciple. If you think you can, then I'm going to start testing. ”

An Zheng nodded: "Please ask Mr. to make the question." ”

At this moment, another teacher hurriedly came over, and said in a low voice in Qu Xiangnuan's ear: "The vice president said that An Zheng is unwell, so don't let him continue to participate." ”

Qu Xiangnuan sighed: "Okay, I'll try to make it as difficult as possible." ”

The instructor nodded, and walked away quickly.

"The primary selection is simple, as long as you put your hand on the nine-star platform over there, your talent reaches more than five stars, and your cultivation realm reaches the Little Saint Realm, you can participate. ”

This is very fair, he didn't ask the question, and he smiled so kindly, he didn't even feel the slightest threat. However, An Zheng was a little worried, the power of cultivation in his body now could not be gathered at all, without the power of cultivation, how could he make Jiuxingtai light up?

But An Zheng was unwilling to give up, so he slowly walked to the side of Jiuxingtai and stretched out his hand to press on it.

On the side of the viewing platform, the teacher who went back lowered his voice in Tang Xianxu's ear and said, "There shouldn't be any problem, An Zheng doesn't have the slightest cultivation power now, and it is impossible to light up the Jiuxing Platform at all." ”

Tang Xianxu nodded: "That's good." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an exclamation erupt from the sixth side.

"Nine stars!"

"It's actually nine stars!"

An Zheng's hand was placed on the nine-star platform, and the nine stars were directly lit up, and the light was bright. But at this moment, An Zheng's face was even more ...... Because that's not what he lit at all. Immediately after that, a few flashing words appeared on the other side of the Nine Star Terrace...... The Seven Grades of the Little Holy Realm.

The Seven Grades of the Little Holy Realm?

This is not the realm of peace struggle at all!

Qu Xiangnuan glanced apologetically at the viewing platform, and then seemed to announce helplessly: "An Zheng can enter the second election." ”

An Zheng was the last person to participate in the sixth primary, so once he passed, he would have to face a one-on-one competition with other disciples who passed the primary. In his current state, he will definitely die if he fights.

Qu Xiangnuan looked at An Zheng and said, "Are you okay? If you feel that you can't, you can go back now." ”

Before An Zheng could speak, a third-level disciple who had passed the preliminary examination stepped over and clasped his fists towards An Zheng: "Cheng Dahai, a disciple of the academy, is willing to ask Senior Brother An Zheng for advice." ”

"Shh

"Shameless!"

"This person is really shameless to come home, everyone knows that An Zheng was injured before and couldn't fight, he was the first to challenge An Zheng, it's too fucking shameless. ”

"That is, how can a dignified cultivator be so brazen?"

"It's really shameless to the extreme, damn it, I will definitely beat this person when I see him in the future. ”

As soon as Cheng Dahai finished speaking, a burst of boos erupted among the onlookers. Even those who were not convinced by An Zheng felt that this Cheng Dahai was too much. Because there is a rule, as long as the disciple has passed the primary selection, he cannot refuse the opponent's challenge during the second election. Once refused, it will be deemed to be abandoned.

"Anzheng, stop fighting!"

"An Zheng, everyone knows that you are a man, don't fight, just wait for two months. ”

"A cultivator's life is so long, can't you even wait two months?"

An Zheng clenched his fists and leaned over: "Thank you, two months is a short time, but I ...... I really can't afford to wait. ”

He stood up straight and clenched his fists towards Cheng Dahai: "Please." ”

Cheng Dahai is not Qu Xiangnuan's disciple, and this change also surprised Qu Xiangnuan. When everyone was cursing and ridiculing Cheng Dahai, he was a little happy. This idiot braved the world's condemnation to challenge An Zheng, so that the disciple who did not need to be in a hurry was exposed. At this time, as long as An Zheng is willing to make a move, the injury will inevitably worsen.

Cheng Dahai walked in front of An Zheng, clenched his fists and leaned over, and said in a low voice when he bent over: "Senior Brother An Zheng, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have challenged you." It's just that just now I accidentally heard a few people whispering that they want to take advantage of this election to kill you, and if it is their turn to challenge you, they will definitely kill you while you are injured. So I'll come up first, don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just need to defeat you to get you out, and you can be safer. I memorized this infamy. ”

An Zhengleng for a moment, and clasped his hands into fists: "Thank you, senior brother, but...... I'm not going to give up. ”

Cheng Dahai wanted to say something, Qu Xiangnuan had already said: "Since there is no objection between the two sides, and An Zheng has accepted the challenge, let's start." According to the rules, the point is up to the end, and there is no difference between life and death. ”

Cheng Dahai sighed, shouted offense, and then punched An Zheng's chest. He didn't use the power of cultivation, his punches were fast, but his strength was not great. According to his judgment, even if this punch is too ordinary, An Zheng still can't avoid it.

But An Zheng avoided it.

At the moment when the fist was about to hit An Zheng's body, An Zheng collapsed half a step to the side with great difficulty, and was able to avoid this punch. Cheng Dahai paused for a moment, smiled bitterly and said Why bother, but An Zheng only shook his head slightly.

Cheng Dahai began to exert his strength, one punch was faster than one punch, but he always refused to use the power of cultivation. He just wanted to defeat An Zheng and declare An Zheng defeated. His movements were large and fast, like a storm. And An Zheng's slightly thin body is like a boat on the river in a storm, no matter how strong the wind and waves are, it is floating there and refuses to sink.

Cheng Dahai couldn't remember how many punches he had thrown, and he could knock him down as long as he touched An Zheng, but he couldn't hit him. An Zheng seems to be about to fall down at any time, but he can always dodge and avoid it when he is in the most danger.

That's not because An Zheng can still fight, it's just because of An Zheng's prediction!

Every time before he threw a punch, An Zheng had already made the right judgment and reacted. It was a kind of experience accumulated after countless battles, and if it were someone else's words, I wouldn't know how many times I would have been hit hundreds of times.

"Why bother?"

Cheng Dahai took a step back and looked into An Zheng's eyes: "Why bother?"

An Zheng replied lightly: "I have too little time and too few opportunities, so I don't dare to waste a second, I don't dare to waste a time." ”

Cheng Dahai said: "I won't let you win, although I don't know you, I can't get used to seeing the filth of those people." I'm going to exert my strength, and I will shake you back with the power of cultivation. ”

An Zheng: "I still won't give up." ”

Cheng Dahai shook his head, inhaled, and then pressed down with both hands.

A mighty force pressed down from mid-air, like a 10,000-ton mountain, his strength was already at the peak of the sixth grade of the Little Saint Realm, with the cultivation power he was now abundant, it was easy to defeat An Zheng who did not have the slightest strength of cultivation. If the power of this cultivation falls, An Zheng will inevitably be overwhelmed, and he will not be able to move.

However, An Zheng did not fall.

The power of Haoran fell, but it was as if it had suddenly lost its goal. An Zheng was obviously standing there, but he was completely assimilated with Cheng Dahai's cultivation power. The same power was in the same power, and it did not receive the slightest harm! An Zheng became a part of Cheng Dahai's power, and he stood still in the midst of the storm.

"How...... How is that possible?"

The moment Cheng Dahai froze, he saw An Zheng raise his hand staggeringly, and a huge black ruler instantly appeared in his hand. An Zheng couldn't hold the eight-fold black ruler, and he didn't want to hold it. At the moment when the black ruler fell, An Zheng threw himself out with the help of the power of the black ruler falling.

His body was like a powerless leaf, but fast. He floated in front of Cheng Dahai and put his fingers on Cheng Dahai's neck.

Everyone can see that as long as An Zheng exerts his strength, Cheng Dahai will definitely die.

However, there is no strength in the struggle. However, Cheng Dahai really felt that An Zheng's finger was against his neck, and it was clear that he needed to rely on him to stand firm.

An Zheng shook and forcibly stopped, then withdrew his hand and clenched his fist.

"Concession, senior brother...... I'm sorry, I can't lose. ”