After a while, Ouyang Shan slowly took out an incense stick about a zhang long and a finger wide and lit it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As soon as the warriors present saw this candle incense, they were immediately frightened and immediately fainted.

"Hmph, I can't even hold on to this little bit of time, pull it down", Ouyang Shan waved his hand, and several disciples suddenly appeared, helping the fainted person down.

In this moment's effort, about half of the people on the field have been reduced, and the remaining warriors are obviously prepared, resisting such a strong spiritual pressure, and their faces do not change.

In this way, time passed slowly, the incense burned almost half, and there were still so many warriors on the field, and no one fell first.

Ouyang Shan looked at the martial artists present and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, it seems that the disciples of this session are really much better than the previous ones, let's enter the second step in advance."

After speaking, the two elders standing on the side increased the release of spiritual pressure, and the strength of spiritual pressure more than doubled, and immediately, there were martial artists on the field who began to be unable to support it.

Ouyang Shan glanced around, and suddenly waved his big hand, and a wave of spiritual power hit a certain disciple on the field, "Hmph, you actually dare to play tricks under my nose"

The disciple who was hit immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground, and a small disc fell from his body.

"Pull it down, never hire it", as soon as Ouyang Shan's voice fell, two disciples dressed in black pulled the fallen martial artist down.

"Hu !, is a member of the Law Enforcement Hall", someone in the stands on the side recognized the disciple in black and subconsciously shouted.

Soon, an old man sitting in the viewing platform got up and hurriedly ran backstage.

As the disciple was carried down, the competition was back on track, but a warrior standing next to the disciple just now gritted his teeth, this warrior was wearing a shabby brown cloth coat full of pitted puddings.

Although Ouyang Mountain's spiritual power wave was heading towards the martial artist next to him just now, it affected him. This made him even more fortunate that his cultivation was not high and he could only support it hard, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but he still struggled to support it and did not give up.

And not far in front of this disciple, it was Zhao Ke, Zhao Ke's eyebrows were tightly locked, obviously this competition was also very difficult for her, \'I don't know how Brother Feng is\'

Brother Feng in Zhao Ke's mouth is naturally the warrior who was wearing a brown cloth coat and was affected by Ouyang Mountain, this warrior's original name was Han Feng, and he was also a member of the Great Chu State, and his hometown was still a village not far from Nanshan Village.

And Han Feng has admired Ming Xiao since he was a child, and he wants to become a martial artist like Xiang Mingxiao, so he came to the Spirit Sword Sect to study.

And Han Feng and Zhao Ke really met in a small town on the extremely barren plain, the two met and chatted, and soon became closer, Han Feng learned that Zhao Ke also came to the Spirit Sword Sect to study, and also knew Ming Xiao, so he immediately changed his team to go to the Spirit Sword Sect together, and the relationship between the two quickly warmed up.

And Ouyang Shan was standing on the high platform at the moment, looking at the group of martial artists, his eyes were aimed at Han Feng from time to time, Ouyang Shan knew that Zhao Ke and Han Feng knew each other, so the spiritual power wave just now was deliberately beneficial to Han Feng, just to let Han Feng leave as soon as possible, but Han Feng's perseverance was obviously beyond Ouyang Shan's imagination.

"Damn, it's really perseverance"

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Soon, a stick of incense burned out, and there were only about 500 martial artists left on the field, Ouyang Shan nodded with satisfaction, "Well, yes, there are still a lot of martial artists left this time."

However, when Ouyang Shan saw that Han Feng also survived, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"You have all survived the first level, congratulations, you have now officially become a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, but you are only an outer disciple, if you want to become an inner disciple, there are only two ways, one is to get out of the second level in the meeting, and the second is to be favored by the elders above the third level of Qi and accepted into the door."

When Ouyang Shan said this, he paused deliberately, looked at the martial artists on the field, especially when he saw the martial artists of the Ouyang family on the field, his expression was much gentler, and this time their Ouyang family also sent many people to participate in the new disciple entry.

And the results are quite good, and the disciples sent have persevered, \'It seems that there are a lot of talented young men in my Ouyang family, and my Ouyang family is about to rise\'

"The following is the second level, one-on-one competition, the object you want to compete with is the disciple of our Spirit Sword Sect", Ouyang Shan finished speaking, and 20 martial artists of the refining level suddenly appeared on the field, the highest cultivation level has the true transmission disciple who has just entered the first level of Qi acceptance, and the cultivation level is the fifth level of the refining body.

"You are going to compete with them, there is only one chance to compete, the final evaluation is not based on the success or failure of the winning or losing round, but on the basis of the gap in cultivation, the performance during the competition, and the on-the-spot performance and other factors, the last top 30 can advance to the inner disciples, now the competition begins, challenge one by one in order, and those who can't persist can admit defeat."

After Ouyang Shan finished speaking, he stepped aside and began to record and score, of course, the final top ten must be decided by the head of the sect and a few Supreme Elders, but Ouyang Shan can affect the ranking in the back, and he will try his best to let his family members rank in the top thirty."

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The competition began, and soon there were martial artists on stage to compete, Zhao Ke drew the number 109, and Han Feng was 340 and was still hungry, extremely backward.

However, the competition went on very quickly, and the disciples selected by the Spirit Sword Sect were all elites of the same level, and the people who came up to challenge were leveled in three or two clicks, and soon, it was Zhao Ke's turn to play.

Zhao Ke's appearance attracted the attention of many people.

On the stand in front of the right side of Chaoxia Peak, Qi warriors from other sects gathered here. "Is that the genius of the Spirit Sword Sect this time, it doesn't look very good?"

"That's it, it's only the fifth layer of refining the body, it's not enough to see it at all, it looks like the Spirit Sword Sect is about to decline."

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In the main stand, all the heads also gathered their eyes here, and Zhao Ke suddenly became the focus.

Zhao Ke glanced at Han Feng, who clenched his fists and made a cheering gesture towards Zhao Ke, and then walked in front of a martial artist at the peak of the ninth layer of body refining, this martial artist was the second highest cultivator among the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect present, and he was only one step away from opening the Heavenly Gate and breaking into the Qi Acceptance.

"Please advise"

Ouyang Shan stared at Zhao Ke with wide eyes, \'Is this going to cross the fourth-level challenge, it's too arbitrary\'

Zhao Ke's choice shocked everyone, some people thought that Zhao Ke didn't know what to do, some people thought that Zhao Ke was ignorant, young and vigorous, and didn't know how to advance and retreat, even Huahua and Xiaoshi thought that Zhao Ke's choice this time was too risky.

This ninth-level martial artist saluted Zhao Ke with one hand, "Please advise me a lot."

"Please advise"

This ninth-level martial artist did not attack immediately, but put on a defensive posture. As soon as Zhao Ke saw it, he knew that this martial artist was beginning to underestimate the enemy.

\'If you attack immediately, I won't be able to win, but since you are so light on the enemy, then it's no wonder that I\', Zhao Ke stretched out his hands, and before and after, his left foot stretched forward and pressed down.

\'What kind of posture is this\', everyone on the field was stunned when they saw Zhao Ke's posture. And Han Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, \'I actually moved my character as soon as I came up, and I really didn't show mercy at all\', Han Feng obviously remembered something, and smiled silently.

Zhao Ke transported the seven layers of spiritual power in his body, distributed it on his hands and feet, "Tai Chi gossip ---- up", as soon as Zhao Ke's voice fell, his hands began to cross and wrap, the speed was very slow, but it was this slow movement that gave people an impeccable feeling.

And around Zhao Ke's body, a black and white river appeared, and the black and white rivers blended together, regardless of each other, and flowed in a circle around Zhao Ke.

Soon, the black and white colors began to become distinct, forming a Tai Chi pattern, and the Tai Chi pattern began to differentiate into eight directions with Zhao Ke's waving.

When the Taiji diagram manifested the eight directions, Zhao Ke reverted back to the original position, "Are you ready, I'm going to make a move" (to be continued.) )