Ling Zhi grinned and said teasingly, "What's the matter? 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 Bingqing 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 killing, Ling 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 Ling Zhi was even more eager to swallow him into their stomachs.

"Wow, look, that's the powerhouse of the Luoxia Sect, right?

"Soul Phantom, the legendary Soul Phantom, I heard that only peerless powerhouses who have reached the late stage of the Earth Martial Realm can concentrate on the body, and the cultivation of that senior must be a great master in the late stage of the Earth Martial Realm!"

"It's rare and weird, and I don't look at what kind of place this is, since it is one of the four major sects of the Great Xia Dynasty, Luoxia Sect, isn't it strange to have a strong person in the late stage of the Earth Martial Realm?"

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

"Old man Wu Jian, an elder in the torture hall of the Luoxia Sect, I am very happy to be able to preside over this grand meeting of the sect's disciple election, first of all, please allow me, on behalf of the Luoxia Sect, to thank all the young talents who have traveled thousands of miles to participate in the selection of disciples of the Luoxia Sect!"

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 Luoxia Sect tomorrow!"

Elder Wu laughed, and his mood seemed to be very good, and then he saw that he pressed his hands downward, stopping everyone's new round of sycophants, and then said loudly: "I am very happy that everyone can come to participate in the selection of disciples of Luoxia Sect, but before the competition starts, there are some things that Wu must make clear!"

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

It is no exaggeration to say that if 10,000 people participate in the selection competition, the last candidates who can leave alive are only seventy percent at most, and the thirty percent who fall will not receive any compensation from the Luoxia Sect, so now, I hope you think about it clearly, if you are unwilling to participate, now is the last chance to withdraw. ”

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 channels, 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 Luoxia Sect only recruits the top thirty winners in this field, 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 sky, since you don't even have confidence in yourself, how can you talk about martial arts competition? Luoxia Sect needs a strong man, a disciple with a resolute martial arts heart, for those who have not fought and defeated first, Wu Mou advises, where to go back and forth as soon as possible, the road of a martial artist is not suitable for you!"

The words were loud, and many of the people who were still excited just now showed a look of shame. But there are also many sober-minded people, but when they hear the words, their eyes are bright, and they look like contemplation.

Ling 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 mortality rate is so high, and now you don't want to say it clearly, but instead 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, Ling Zhi never thought about quitting. It's one thing to bet with Ling Taichong, the most important thing is that no matter in his past life or present life, he has never wavered in his determination to attack the path of the strong.

"Okay, give you time to think about the last stick of incense, if you decide to leave, please exit Luoying Square, after a stick of incense, the selection and assessment will officially begin. Seeing that many people below were contemplative, Elder Wujian showed a satisfied smile, and then raised his hand to flick, and a lit incense stick fell straight to the center of the battle platform.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and during this period, there were finally people leaving one after another. However, Ling Zhi observed through his divine sense that the people who left were not even one thousandth, I don't know if it was Elder Wu's words just now that had an effect, or if many people had the same thoughts as Ling 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, there will be a door, after I shout the start of the assessment, everyone, immediately enter the gate, ten breaths have not entered, as abstaining. ”

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 square crowd, there were immediately water curtain gates that seemed to be composed of water currents, dense and countless.

"What is this space magic weapon?"

Such a door also appeared in front of Ling Zhi's eyes, which made his eyes condense slightly, and he subconsciously poked out his divine sense and entered the door. But he was shocked, since the divine sense was probed into the door, it seemed to be isolated by a mysterious force, and he couldn't see through anything.

"The assessment begins, everyone, immediately enter the door. ”

At this time, Wu Jian's serious voice sounded, and Ling Zhi didn't even have time to think about it, he was wrapped in the crowd around him, and instantly stepped into the water gate.

"Huh? This is ......."

As soon as Ling Zhi stepped into the gate with his front foot, there was an instant dizziness in his head, and when he regained consciousness, his feet were already standing on the ground. And the surrounding scenery has also changed from the Luoying Square just now, to a vast and boundless wilderness.

"Blue sky, white clouds, mountains, flowing water......"

Looking around, Ling Zhi looked up at the sky again, "There is even a scorching sun, could it be that the door just now is not a space magic weapon, but a portal similar to the cultivation realm?...... No, it's a small world!"

Ling Zhi's heart shook violently, and at that moment just now, his divine sense condensed into a line, extending infinitely. The seemingly unsightly edge of the mountains and fields has an end. And when the consciousness touches the end, it is blocked by an invisible barrier, and it can no longer extend a bit.

"Small world? Is there really a small world? It seems that my guess is not wrong, this world, the powerhouse of the Tianwu Realm is not the end, and there must be more terrifying peerless power on it!"

After peeking into the small world he lived in at the moment, a sharp edge flashed in Ling Zhi's eyes, and blood burned in his chest.

The reason for coming to this conclusion is very simple, because in the cultivation realm of the previous life, even the peerless powerhouse at the top of the food chain, the old monster of the Yuan Infant Stage, may not be able to refine the small world. And with what he had just observed from the Wu Sword Phantom, it was more than 10,000 times worse than the Yuan Infant Stage, so naturally it couldn't be refined into a small world.

Since the Earth Martial Realm can't, maybe the Heavenly Martial Realm, which is ten times stronger than the Earth Martial Realm, can't either, then there is only one explanation, it must be someone above the Heavenly Martial Realm who has this ability to refine.

"All the assessors listen, when you rushed to participate in this disciple selection, you should have received an invitation token issued by the Luoxia Sect, the first round of assessment questions, do your best, collect more tokens in hand, and then go to the top of the highest mountain as far as your eyes can see. Special reminder, those who have at least ten tokens are eligible to enter the second round of assessment!"

In the sky, the sound of the sword suddenly sounded, clearly reaching the ears of every assessment player.

"That's ...... so"

Ling Zhi, who heard this voice, instantly understood, no wonder the old man said that the danger of falling was more than thirty percent. Judging from the passage just now, it is clear that it is deliberately instigating all the contestants to fight each other and snatch other people's invitation tokens.

"It's so ruthless, only if you collect ten tokens can you be eligible to participate in the next round, just in the first round, you have to eliminate nearly nine adult candidates, and among them, those who died because of this are far more than thirty percent!"

Ling Zhi flipped his palm, and a small turquoise blue token appeared in his palm, which was the invitation card that Ling Taichong handed him when he set off.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang!"

At this moment, Ling Zhi suddenly turned around, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that after coming in from the outside just now, he had been taking care of checking his surroundings, but he ignored the group of contestants who came in with him.

At this moment, around him, countless battles had begun, and only five or six meters in front of him, a total of six young martial artists were staring at him coldly with cold eyes.

"A mere Huangwu Realm five-fold garbage, dare to come to participate in this assessment, leave a token, spare you from death......" A gray-clothed man with a slender face and a six-fold Huangwu Realm licked his lips and said in a cold voice towards Ling Zhi.

"Hand it over!"

A terrifying strong wind struck, but before the man in gray finished speaking, another man from the Yellow Martial Realm Sevenfold couldn't wait, grabbed a big knife and slashed at Ling Zhi's head.

At the same time, several other people also took out their weapons and slashed at Ling Zhi's body. Each of them had a cultivation level of six or seven in the Huangwu Realm, and they were obviously going to eat Ling Zhi's fat first, and then go to find others.

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