This hall is eighty meters long and fifty meters wide.

The hall was empty.

Two rows of tall sandalwood shelves are placed against the wall in the innermost part.

Each row of shelves is divided into twelve layers, each with fifty dark compartments, each of which has a silvery candle inserted into it.

The two rows of sandalwood frames are five meters apart, and thirty meters in front of each place a delicate bronze chair, which is covered with rune arrays, and directly above the chair, hangs a disc with eighteen sharp knives inserted upside down.

The discs were cast of black iron, weighing at least three thousand pounds each, and were hung upside down from several gears at the top of the beam with an iron chain. Hundreds of silver wires split between the gears, sticking to the ceiling and spreading deep into the sandalwood shelves under the opposite wall.

The reason why Gong Yijing felt cold was because he could see from this set of devices that Muyang was obviously prepared in advance and had already prepared for a counterattack.

The Momen Star Armor Master has three sets of special devices to detect the strength of the Star Armor.

The sandalwood shelves and bronze chairs in the hall are one of them.

Its function is to detect the strength of the star armor's eyesight, after the formation mechanism in the hall is activated, the dark iron inverted blade disc above the copper chair will fall with the strength of the tester, and the strength of the tested person will be judged according to the length of the falling distance.

However, on weekdays, instead of an inverted blade disc, the upper part of the chair is hung with an ordinary stone slab, and the losing party will not be injured even if the stone slab is pressed against the top of the head.

And the test in front of him has obviously changed its taste, once the inverted blade disc falls, the person on the chair will be pierced with eighteen blood holes, this is a life-and-death competition.

"This first competition, called the 'Tianmu Life and Death Chair', tests the eyesight of the Star Armor Master. ”

"On the opposite side were two thousand sandalwood shelves, and on each shelf were six hundred candles, of which the wicks of five hundred and eighty candles were twisted from seventeen thin threads, and ten of the other twenty were sixteen of the fine threads, and the remaining were eighteen. ”

"When the contest begins, the contestant sitting in the chair who finds the twenty distinctive wicks first wins. ”

"Every time you find the right one, the disc above your opponent's head will drop three inches, and if you find the wrong one, it will fall on the disc on your own head...... If one party can find all the twenty sticks in the time of a stick of incense, the chains on the disc will automatically break, and the three-thousand-pound Xuantie with the eighteen soldiers' sharp knives will hit the top of the head for a soul master, what the result will be for a soul master, I don't need to say, you can also imagine. ”

Hearing Mu Yang's words, most of the guests behind him changed their faces.

After the four martial arts battles, many people thought that there should be no more bleeding and death in the next tests, but now when they saw the sharp blade hanging from the beams of the house, they realized that they were wrong.

In the face of the strong threat before the public loss of the net four, how could Mu Yang's counterattack end in gentle means? The next three matches may not have real hand-to-hand contact, but the danger is even worse than before.

The most palpitating and admirable thing is Muyang's courage. Not everyone has the fearless courage to fight for their lives, if you think deeper, it means that this Star Armor Master, who is less than twenty years old, has the strong confidence and strength to defeat the opponent!

Muyang, is it a four-grade star armor master?!

The faces of the public losers were a little pale, they didn't expect that Mu Yang would use this way to test their eyesight.

They are also disciples of Momen, and they have a deeper understanding of the test of the 'Tianmu Life and Death Chair' than outsiders.

Once a person sits on that bronze chair, his body will be locked by the mechanisms that pop up around the chair, and he can't escape halfway, and only a very small number of Momen disciples know that the Momen leader who designed this copper chair in the first place is in charge of the prison and interrogating prisoners.

This was meant to satisfy some of the leader's deformed hobbies!

But now, the four of them have been unable to ride the tiger, and no matter how uneasy they are, they can only grit their teeth and rush forward.

After explaining the test method, Mu Yang asked Gong Yijing and others to check the candles on the sandalwood shelf, and after making sure that there were no problems, he was the first to walk to a copper chair and sit down.

As expected, the armrests and backrest of the chair suddenly popped out more than a dozen metal bars at the moment when Mu Yang sat down, firmly fixing his body on the chair.

"In the first fight, who will go first?"

Mu Yang turned his head to look at Gong Zhijing.

"I'm coming!"

Ji Nanchu, who rarely spoke, walked to another chair with a gloomy face and sat down.

Gong Yijing, who was standing not far away, looked at Muyang's back, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly had the urge to suddenly attack Muyang and kill Muyang with one blow.

Gong Yijing is the soul master of the Five Realms, at this time, Mu Yang's body was locked by the copper chair, and he couldn't move at all, if he suddenly made a move, he was ten percent sure that this genius star armor master who came out of nowhere would be killed into slag, but after hesitation, the hands hidden under the sleeves were clenched into fists and released, and then clenched their fists, and in the end they didn't dare to make a move.

In the left rear of Gong Yijing, Donghuang stared at him with slanted eyes, and there was a wisp of Xingyuan that could not be detected by the naked eye on the fingertips of his chest and quietly disappeared with Gong Yijing's relaxed body.

The competition started very quickly.

As Ji Nanchu sat down, the candles on the sandalwood shelf began to change positions under the control of the mechanism.

Six hundred identical candles moved at the same time, and when the disordered mechanism stopped, no one could tell where they were.

In the midst of the hula sound, a layer of airtight curtains was covered with a layer of airtight blinds on the eighteen shutters around the hall, and the two large open bronze doors slowly closed.

The light in the hall suddenly dimmed, and a total of 1,200 candles on the two bookshelves were lit up in no particular order at this moment.

The candle flame was like a bean, but it illuminated the space less than half a meter in front of the wall, but the thirty-eight sharp knives hanging in mid-air emitted a dark and gloomy cold light under the light of the candlelight, and it seemed that they would fall in the air at any time.

This was the first time that the representatives of the major aristocratic sects in Kaiyang City saw the great competition of the talent and strength of the disciples of the Mo Sect, and the tense blood flow accelerated one by one, and their hearts were also raised, and they stared at the candles on the sandalwood shelf with all their eyes, but they couldn't see where the difference was.

"The filament of a candle is not much thicker than a hair, and if a person can find twenty candles from sixty hundred candles thirty meters away, with this eyesight alone, he is more than a step above the star armor master of this academy. ”

Zhang Liang stood in the crowd, looked at the candle under the wall and said in his heart.

His eyesight had been improved to the extreme, and the wick of the candle was slowly enlarged in the depths of his pupils, but he still couldn't see the difference between them, and just when he was feeling emotional, a candle on a wooden shelf suddenly went out.