Lingwu Mountain, a big mountain located in the southeast corner of Lingwu City. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Novel w.lxs520.com

This mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and the mountain is ten thousand feet high, reaching into the sky. The clouds and mist of the belt and the mountainside are like a fairyland, so that people can not see their true faces.

And at this moment, countless young warriors in strong costumes had gathered at the foot of the mountain. They stood solemnly one by one, their faces were solemn, and each of them exuded not weak internal force fluctuations. These are the young talents who came to take the entrance test.

Duan Yun was naturally among them. The damage to his body from this breakthrough was beyond his imagination, and even after several hours of recuperation, he only barely recovered to about fifty percent. Due to the unfamiliarity of the road and the fear of missing this opportunity, he had to drag his body that had not yet healed.

Seeing that the person in charge of the test had not yet arrived, Duan Yun took advantage of this rare time to meditate and adjust his state as much as possible.

"Hmph, I dare to take the test like this!" a teenager sneered beside him, his face full of disdain. Around him stood several warriors dressed as family members, patting their asses from time to time. At first glance, I knew that it was a gentleman from the great family.

Duan Yun glanced at the young man in gorgeous clothes coldly and did not speak.

"Yo, didn't you hear what I Zhang Li said? You still dare to stare at me? It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, I won't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!" This young man was used to being domineering, and when he saw Duan Yun ignoring him, he thought that he had been humiliated. As he spoke, he wanted to step forward and make a move.

"Selection of important places, who is making noise here!" a disciple of the Lingwu Sect who was in charge of maintaining order walked over and shouted loudly.

Zhang Li had to settle down and stare at Duan Yun angrily. If his eyes could kill people at this moment, he would have slashed Duan Yun with a thousand knives.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

With the ringing of three bells, the ceremony of opening the mountain and accepting disciples finally began. I saw an old man with a ruddy face floating down from the mountain and landed steadily on the high platform in front of everyone, and suddenly a powerful coercion enveloped the audience.

The old man looked around at the young warriors who came to sign up, nodded with satisfaction, and said slowly:

"All the little ones who have come from all directions, welcome to my Lingwu Sect! I am Elder Lu Feng who is presiding over this sect entrance test. I can guarantee that the Lingwu Sect will provide you with the best cultivation places and resources, but the premise is that you have enough strength. And this process of testing strength is divided into three stages: qualification, physical strength, and actual combat. Before that, please leave the site by yourself if you are over 18 years old, otherwise once you find out, you will be severely punished!"

Lu Feng's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it very clearly. Suddenly, a small number of people holding the warrior shook their heads helplessly, sighed and left.

"Now for the first one, please line up in front of the light curtain in front of you to measure the realm. The results will be displayed on the light screen, and anyone with intermediate or lower qualifications will be able to go home. ”

As soon as Lu Feng's words fell, these young warriors couldn't wait to rush towards the light curtain.

"Wang Yi, bone age seventeen, realm second-level martial artist, medium qualifications. ”

"Chen Tong, bone age sixteen, realm third-level martial artist, qualifications. ”

"Liu Cheng, nineteen years old, a first-level martial artist in the realm, with mediocre qualifications. ”

The martial artist named Liu Cheng was shocked when he saw the words on the screen, before he came here, he had changed his bone age through special means, but he didn't expect it to be measured. However, before he could react, he was violently beaten by two disciples of the Spirit Martial Sect and thrown out.

"Nineteen years old, only a first-level martial artist, and you still want to fill up the numbers, is it true that our Lingwu Sect is a vegetarian?" The two disciples looked at Liu Cheng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, patted the dust on his hands, and said disdainfully.

With the lessons of the past, it is the departure of some martial artists who have a fluke mentality. The names on the light curtain kept flashing.

"Zhang Li, bone age sixteen, realm second-level martial artist. Medium to high class qualifications"

"Duan Yun, bone age twelve, realm first-level martial artist, excellent qualifications. ”

As Duan Yun's name appeared, everyone was taken aback. You must know that it is not uncommon for a sixteen-year-old second-level martial artist or even a third-level martial artist to be able to reach a first-level martial artist at the age of twelve, which is an incredible thing.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, he's just a first-level martial artist, what's the big deal. Zhang Li muttered quietly, but he was also a little jealous in his heart.

The first test is finally over. Less than a third of the martial artists left on the field remained, and Duan Yun was naturally among them.

"Ahem, first of all, I congratulate you on passing the first stage of the test and thus obtaining the qualification to enter the Spirit Martial Sect. However, if the second test result is unsatisfactory, he can only be a miscellaneous servant in my Lingwu Sect. Therefore, you must use all your strength to cope with this round of testing. The dark green stele in front of you is called the 'Power Monument', and it is your goal. There are nine lamps on it, and the strength of your power is judged by how many of them are lit. As long as you light up the six lamps, you can officially become a member of the Lingwu Sect......" Chen Feng cleared his throat and pointed to the stone tablet erected next to the mountain gate.

"Six lamps ......" Duan Yun's palms clenched, and his eyes were full of burning heat. He also wanted to see how far his strength had reached, and now was a good opportunity.

However, due to the large number of people in front of Duan Yun, he had to suppress his excitement and wait patiently.

Next to him was a little fat man who was unwilling to be lonely, and he was really bored, so he took the initiative to talk to Duan Yun.

"Hey, Duan Yun, you're really powerful, you can reach a first-level martial artist at the age of twelve. It can be said that there is no one before and no one after me, and my admiration for you is like a surging river, endless..."

"Haven't asked Your Excellency for your name?" Duan Yun really couldn't listen to this compliment, and hurriedly interrupted the little fat man's words.

The little fat man didn't care, originally he just wanted to stir up a topic. Seeing that Duan Yun answered, he said with a smile: "Just call me Li Fan, and after joining the sect, please take care of Brother Duan!"

Duan Yun was speechless. Judging from his age, this Li Fan is at least fourteen years old, and he actually calls himself Brother Duan, and his face is really not ordinarily thick. However, for the sake of his lack of malice, Duan Yun also chatted with him politely.

Half an hour passed, and the martial artists in front of Duan Yun gradually decreased. Among these people, most of them hovered around six, except for a dozen or so lamps that were lit on eight.

Finally it was Duan Yun's turn to play, and he slowly walked in front of the stone tablet and stared at the imprints on it. At this moment, he made an unexpected discovery, the ninth lamp seemed to have been lit many years ago!

Duan Yun was secretly frightened, he didn't know who was so rebellious that he could actually light up all these nine lights! Just thinking like this, his competitive spirit was slowly stimulated.

After controlling his somewhat excited emotions, Duan Yun clenched his fists tightly.

And just in this grip, a high-temperature internal force was instantly poured into his right hand, and his entire right arm turned red.

Looking at this strange scene, everyone opened their mouths wide and involuntarily turned their eyes to the lamp of the power monument.