Text 0027 Assessment of the First Battle (I)

These days, the Thunder Emperor has been practicing a move, that is, boxing, he has to train enough punching speed, so he must practice repeatedly, this action is boring and boring, but the Thunder Emperor has been insisting, do not stop until the goal is achieved, the Thunder Emperor is practicing with such a mentality, because of long-term practice, the Thunder Emperor's arm has been broken several times, but it was quickly cured, and then the Thunder Emperor continued to practice.

In ten days, the Thunder Emperor has achieved a lot of results, he has been able to stack three layers of fist strength, the power is not bad, although this kind of attack can not be successful every time, but the success rate is not low, six or seven times out of ten will be successful. This kind of achievement was also achieved by the Thunder Emperor after breaking his arm many times, but it was clear that this level was not enough. However, the higher this kind of cultivation goes, the more difficult it becomes, and the superposition of each layer is two to three times more difficult than the previous layer, and at the end, the eight layers of fist strength are all superimposed, and the difficulty is estimated to be unimaginably terrifying.

"There will always be a solution to things, and as long as you persist, you will win. The Thunder Emperor's eyes were firm, and he said secretly. He cheered himself up in his heart, constantly repeating boring and tedious movements, while Feng Yan watched from the sidelines, and from time to time he would say a few words that would benefit the Thunder Emperor immensely.

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Time always slips away quietly inadvertently, and in the blink of an eye, a month and a half has passed, and the assessment is coming. The atmosphere was very warm on this day, and the venue was located in the square of the outer hall of the Holy Realm Temple, and there were several such huge squares in the outer hall. The members of Class Zero were almost scattered across the squares, with only Nightrain and the Thunder Emperor together.

In addition to this, there is Feng Yan.

The three stood silently in the crowd.

It won a lot of heads.

The night rain of Rivar is not only cold and beautiful, but also a celebrity in the outer temple.

Violet Fengyan naturally doesn't need to say much, the big celebrity in the outer hall.

Augusta Tredi is also famous after a big defeat to Pisa two months ago.

Therefore, when these three people walked together, they won a lot of heads.

All around, all people.

There are crowds of people, and people are swaying.

Crowds.

Yeyu frowned slightly, to be honest, she didn't like crowded places, not only were there all kinds of unpleasant body odors, but also bad breath, mixed with unknown perfume smells.

All in all, it's hard to accept.

Feng Yan looked indifferent, she was a nervous person who didn't care about these little things.

"Hehe, we'll see you again soon, I hope your lovely apprentice won't be eliminated before he meets my disciple, in this case, it will be difficult for me. At this time, Brown Kitchen looked through the crowd.

Beside him stood a tall woman.

This woman was dressed in black, wrapping her devilish figure, and she looked extremely enchanting.

This woman is not very old.

Visual inspection is probably between 19 and 23.

Moreover, her face is also extremely symbolic, in short, she is a beauty who does not lose to the night rain.

However, there is no life in sight on her face.

It's like an emotionless machine.

Seeing that person, the Thunder Emperor frowned slightly.

He knew that his opponent was the woman.

It's just that the person gave him a very bad feeling.

"I'm bothering you, but you'd better take care of yourself!" Feng Yan looked at Brown Leaking and smiled playfully.

"Hmph, good luck, goodbye!" Knowing that arguing here would be useless, Brown Leak Court snorted coldly and left directly.

The woman beside him didn't say a word the whole time.

Didn't even look at the Thunder Emperor.

Her eyes were hollow and devoid of focus.

There was no reflection of anyone or anything in that look.

"That woman in black seems to be your opponent, she is very eccentric, you have to be careful, don't be careless. Feng Yan said.

"I understand. The Thunder nodded.

"In other words, how have you cultivated the Eight Profound in the past month and a half, and have you thoroughly eaten it. Yeyu asked curiously on the side.

"It's a secret, you'll know it then, but if you want to see my showdown, you'll have to end your fight as soon as possible. The Thunder Emperor shrugged.

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At this time, the heads of people in the square began to move.

In the center, there is a square table.

On this platform, there are several elder-like figures presiding over it.

The Thunder was accustomed to these scenarios.

Suddenly, a woman led by said loudly: "The assessment takes the form of a duel, and the opponent is produced by lottery, you draw a strong opponent, and you can only blame your bad luck, anyway, if the strength is poor, you will be eliminated after all, so it doesn't matter." ”

This woman was dressed in white, about thirty years old, her skin was delicate, and she could be broken by blowing.

However, the lifespan of a psychic realm powerhouse can reach 300 years, and it is not surprising that this woman may be more than a hundred years old.

In short, it was almost impossible for a cultivator of the Psychic Realm to tell his age from the outside.

Even if a seventy-year-old or eighty-year-old Body Refining Realm cultivator reaches the psychic realm, he will rejuvenate and become twenty or thirty years old, which is the magic of a psychic realm powerhouse.

"This woman's words are so cruel and unreasonable. The Thunder Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly.

"However, it is also a fact that people with poor strength, even if they are lucky enough to match an opponent with low ability, they can only survive one round, which is meaningless. Only the truly strong can have the courage to climb. Night Rain said.

The Terrible did not speak.

At this time, the woman in white spoke again.

"There's a numbered plate here, and you're now lining up to draw it. ”

"Abide by the order, don't push, don't mess up, violators will be disqualified from the assessment immediately. ”

"Alright, now let's go ahead and follow the formation. ”

The woman's voice is loud and has a kind of majesty.

"What's her name?" the Thunder asked.

"Bai Fengming, probably the elders outside the hundred. Feng Yan said.

"How is she compared to you?" the Thunder Emperor continued.

Feng Yan was silent.

"It's hard to answer, but you don't have to answer. Thunder said.

"There is no comparison. Feng Yan didn't wait for the Thunder Emperor's words to fall, and then said.

The Thunder Emperor took a deep look at Feng Yan, and saw confidence and rebelliousness on her face, and he instantly knew what this incomparable meant.

Violet Feng Yan's strength is unfathomable, the Thunder Emperor can only use this word to describe it, in addition, I can't find a suitable word, maybe when the Thunder Emperor's reality grows a little again, I will peek at the tip of the iceberg of Feng Yan a little.

Following the team, the Thunder Emperor came to the square platform, he reached into the opaque square wooden box, took a nameplate at random, took it out and looked at it, there was a number 3 on it.

Give the number plate to the woman in white, who will affix a nameplate with the number 3 written on it on the bulletin board, with the name of Augusta the Terrible underneath.

And the corresponding number 4 is a person named Doramy.

"Looks like my opponent has appeared!" the Thunder Emperor smiled.