The next day, before the hour.

The dome is still full of people.

In the attic of the four directions, the four sect masters all looked calm, and they didn't take the matter of the demon ape to heart at all. Only Lin Xian, the sect leader of the Royal Beast Sect, beside the white wolf, drooped his head, and lost his original aura.

On the test platform, a girl in purple confronted a young man in a white robe.

The two short blades of the young man's fingertips flickered in the light, and the white clothes were even more extraordinary. This son is a genius among the young juniors of Xiu Daomen, named Zhou Xiaochen.

Zhou Xiaochen, who was dressed in white, looked at the good-looking Fang Yao in front of him, and suddenly admired it in his heart. But thinking of the girl's hasty act of shattering the beast spirit ring with her bare hands yesterday, it was inevitable that it would be a pity, so she said lightly: "Since the girl doesn't use weapons, then she can be the same as the girl below, with her bare hands." ”

As he spoke, the two fingertips disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Xiaochen raised his hand and said, "Miss Fang Yao, please!" ”

Fang Yao, who had learned the lesson of yesterday, was determined not to be reckless anymore, even if the white-clothed young man in front of him was much more decent than that Lin Xian in terms of appearance and behavior. This time, she didn't plan to use the "Yunhai Gong" as soon as she came up, but gathered the aura on her legs and feet, her body turned around, and at the moment when everyone didn't react, she stuck behind Zhou Xiaochen.

The purple-clothed girl disappeared in front of her eyes, Zhou Xiaochen's nerves suddenly tensed, and then she felt a chill in her back.

The strong palm force pressed on the young man's back, Fang Yao's fingertip aura condensed at one point, only to hear a bang, and the aura exploded like a mountain and a stone.

With a scream, Zhou Xiaochen's whole person was pushed to the edge of the test table, and with brute force, he grabbed the rock next to the test table and almost fell, while the ground behind him was two more tracks like a deep valley.

This is the palm power that Yunhai Gong can refine and condense!

Everyone present was amazed by the lightning agility of the girl in purple and the determination of the relay palm. Even Ouyang Shaorui, the master of the Yunhai Hall who was sitting in the South Pavilion, didn't expect that he, a female disciple, would be able to use the first form of the "Yunhai Gong" Convergence Spirit Chenghai to such a situation.

"Master, I admit defeat!"

The genius of Xiujian Gate, who originally gave people an otherworldly impression, stretched out his hand in the direction of the East Pavilion to admit defeat, embarrassed.

Wan Yanque now wants to find a crack in the ground to get into, but after all, this kid is still his own disciple, no matter how embarrassing he is, he has to pay for it.

"Elder Chu, quickly go and pick up Xiaochen."

The old man surnamed Chu didn't say a word, flew out of the attic, picked up Zhou Xiaochen on the edge of the test bench, and left the ground and returned to the upstairs in one go.

Fang Yao slowly walked to the center of the test table, facing due north.

Now she is a veritable second place, and only the young man in Tsing Yi in the northern attic remains, the guy who made the pillar of light of the Heavenly Monument soar to the sky yesterday has not yet fought with her. Even if the master told her that the disciple of Spirit Sword Peak named Chen Xiaoyu was the first to be determined.

"I, a disciple of Yunhai Palace, Fang Yao. Spirit Sword Peak Chen Xiaoyu, do you dare to fight with me? ”

The girl who never admits defeat looked at the North Pavilion with a calm face. This time, she also chose not to believe in the Heavenly Monument, just like when she decided to step into the path of cultivation, she did not believe that the world said that women were not suitable for cultivation.

In the north attic, Chen Xiaoyu was stunned when he heard the invitation, he knew that he couldn't escape, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

Originally, I thought that the three-style sword moves that I had practiced temporarily for the past three days would be able to be the second-to-last in the competition of the "Immortal Alliance Conference", and it was not too embarrassing in general. But looking down at the purple-clothed girl who easily defeated the two geniuses of the same generation in the center of the test table, Chen Xiaoyu still timidly took half a step back.

Li Qingluan noticed Chen Xiaoyu's strange appearance, and said sideways: "Xiaoyu, sometimes there are some things that you can't escape. ”

A cold voice came out of Li Qingluan's mouth, urging Chen Xiaoyu to walk towards the staircase.

The eyes of a group of people all moved from the purple-clothed girl to the north attic, as if they saw a puppy with a drooping head, hiding under the strange eyes of everyone.

Chen Xiaoyu is this puppy, both in reality and in this world. He just wants to be a little transparent and live his life, but fate likes to play tricks on mortals.

The more you hate a rainy day, the more it will rain non-stop.

"Remember the three sword moves, remember the teleportation."

Chen Xiaoyu stood on the test platform, and the girl in purple clothes who was not stained with fine dust was under the attention of thousands of cultivators and the elders of the four sect masters. And in his ears, there was the sound of a long sword behind his back, and the jade pendant on the hilt of the sword was attached to the streamer of Chen Xiaoyu's hair crown, shining in the sunlight.

He looked at Fang Yao and raised his left hand to hold the hilt of the sword.

"The disciples of the Sword Pavilion of Spirit Sword Peak like to use swords, it seems that you are a disciple of the Sword Viewing Pavilion."

Seeing the young man's extremely standardized sword-holding posture, Fang Yao didn't want to take the lead like Lin Xian or Zhou Xiaochen before, but was curious about what kind of realm this guy who couldn't peep at the slightest trace of breath no matter who could break through the pillar of light of the Heaven Monument.

Faced with Fang Yao's speculation, Chen Xiaoyu instinctively replied, "No. ”

Since the answer is no, then this chat should end here.

Fang Yao said politely: "Offended!" ”

The purple-clothed girl's body turned, like a flying fish, and in the blink of an eye, she approached Chen Xiaoyu, and then gathered her energy and smashed it at the young man's chest.

Although it is the same palm move, it is completely different from the way of thinking about Zhou Xiaochen against Shicai. The back palm is because of the absolute suppression of the cultivation realm, while the front palm is more of a temptation.

This is because a palm on the front of the entry realm can be taken by cultivators who are in the same realm or below their realm, but if they can fight back after receiving the palm strength, they will definitely be at least a small realm higher than the early stage of the entry realm.

Chen Xiaoyu was taken aback, why was he still talking about offending just now, and then he took action?

Fortunately, he had already grasped the hilt of the sword.

After three days of hard practice, stabbing, slashing, and pointing, it doesn't seem to be of much use now, but he has also practiced a lot of sword and sword closing movements in the past three days. Now, even if he is a waste without a realm, the speed of his sword is comparable to that of many cultivators in the entry realm.

The long sword called "Chen Zhouzhou" was unsheathed, and the standard sword movement technique put the sword body horizontally in front of him, and Fang Yao's palm hit the spine of the sword with all his strength.

The aura explodes! Chen Xiaoyu suddenly felt that his wrist was shocked by the residual force driven by the strength of his palm, but his hand holding the sword seemed to be stuck with super glue, and he couldn't let go at all.

Similarly, Fang Yao, who came out of the palm, also felt the fluctuation of his remaining strength, and his body leaned back to take a few steps, almost falling.

This scene did not cause too many people to be surprised, after all, when the Heaven Monument measured the aura realm yesterday, no one really knew what kind of strength the young man who made the pillar of light dazzling to the sky was.

However, among the thousands of cultivators watching the battle, there was a man with a sword wearing a hat, and his face sank when he saw this scene.