Soon, everyone followed Qiao Xin and came to the second layer of the martial arts platform.

Qiao Xin said:

"The second test is the soul."

"The divine soul is the eyes of a warrior!"

"The spirit is powerful, and the help for the battle can be imagined!"

When everyone heard this, they all nodded secretly.

No matter how strong a person's attack is, if he can't hit, it makes no sense!

When it reaches the level of transforming gods, it is already difficult for eyesight to function.

Locking on the enemy, relying on the power of divine thought!

Just as Qiao Xin was about to announce the content of the second competition, in the attic, the cold female voice sounded again:

"This time, I'll take it personally."

Qiao Xin was taken aback when she heard this, but naturally she didn't dare to say anything, and said respectfully:

"Yes, Senpai."

The woman in the attic said lightly:

"Now, those who are ready to be tested, come to the attic."

A young man dressed in a green robe with an elegant face made his debut out beyond the crowd:

"Senpai, I'm ready."

Ye Wentian looked at this person, his eyes flashing.

If he remembers correctly, this young man is the last place in the first competition, Zhao Chun.

In the attic, a seemingly ordinary gray futon flew out and landed in front of Zhao Chun.

The woman in the building said:

"Sit on the futon and concentrate."

"Yes!"

Zhao Chun answered and sat down immediately.

In the last assessment, he barely passed, and the chance of passing the Immortal Contest was already very slim!

So, this time, try to make some good impressions!

If these immortal envoys come again next year, they may treat him differently!

At this moment, a faint light emanated from the futon.

Then, an extremely terrifying power of divine thought burst out from the futon!

Zhao Chun, who was still fantasizing about being chosen by the envoy of the Immortal Gate next year, turned pale in an instant!

His body, on top of the futon, trembled wildly, and he was soaked in cold sweat all over his green clothes!

The voice of the attic woman sounded again:

"This futon is a strange treasure, which can create illusions when driven by divine thoughts."

"I've poured some of my thoughts into this futon."

"On the futon, the longer the person persists, the stronger the divine thoughts and minds."

At this time, Zhao Chun suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the whole person fell to the ground from the futon, almost paralyzed, and there was still lingering fear in his eyes!

When everyone saw Zhao Chun's spirit, they were all in their hearts!

Attic Woman Road:

"Zhao Chun, grades, five breaths."

Countless viewers are all slightly changing.

Zhao Chun, although in the first competition, belongs to the bottom of the existence.

However, he is on the Tenglong list, but he is the twenty-seventh existence!

Among the demons of the North Sea, their strength belongs to the middle and upper levels!

As a result, on top of this futon, only five breaths were supported......

How terrifying that illusion is, you can imagine!

Those demons who passed the first competition, one by one, all had solemn faces.

There were only a few people, who remained calm.

Ip Mantian is one of them.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he said in his heart:

"Dog, what do you think of this competition?"

The dog laughed:

"Brother Tian, don't worry."

"You have absorbed the dragon's blood, and your divine soul is far superior to that of ordinary martial artists!"

"Coupled with the blessing of my divine soul, hehe, I will definitely give the woman in the attic a surprise!"

Ip Man's face is playful:

"You and I work together

, I guess I won't be able to get affected by this illusion, right?"

The dog's divine thoughts, the formation method, and the restraint of illusions, he has a deep understanding....

The dog said arrogantly:

"Brother Tian, you are underestimating the dog master and me."

"Not affected?"

"Master Dog, if I exert my strength, I can directly break through the illusion created by this futon!"

Ye Wentian was shocked:

"Didn't you say that this woman's cultivation is far beyond that of the gods?"

"With the strength of her divine thoughts, how can you break through this illusion?"

Dog Road:

"She didn't put all her thoughts into it."

"Otherwise, there is a risk that the souls of the combatants will be damaged."

"The divine thought she injected into this futon is equivalent to the power of divine thought in the later stage of the transformation of the god."

"However, with her control of divine thoughts, it is enough to crush an ordinary mid-stage martial artist."

The corners of Ye Wentian's mouth raised a smile.

When he was in the first competition, he was secretly shocked by this woman.

This time, it was his turn to return the favor.

After Zhao Chun retreated, the woman in the attic said:

"Next."

Another tall man with a resolute face stepped forward and said:

"Windy City, Ding Zhen, conduct an assessment!"

He took a deep breath and sat down on the futon.

Seven breaths later, the seemingly resolute man let out a roar, screamed, and fell from the futon to the ground.

With a look of shame on his face, he quickly got up and walked towards the ring.

Next, one by one, Tianjiao stepped forward one after another.

However, most people can't hold on to more than ten breaths!

A few people, even if they exceed ten breaths, will not reach fifteen breaths......

The audience in the Xuancheng martial arts arena looked a little embarrassed.

The demons of their hundred cities in the Beihai Sea are only at this level, isn't it a joke......

At this moment, a young man in a dragon-patterned black robe came to the attic and said:

"Senior, below, ready."

When everyone saw this young man, their eyes couldn't help but light up!

This person is the demon of Wucheng, Ye Xiu!

Attic Woman Road:

"Sit."

When Ye Xiu heard this, his body moved, and he sat on the futon.

One, two, three......

In the blink of an eye, ten breaths passed.

However, it is completely different from those previous warriors!

Ye Xiu's expression did not change in the slightest!

Fifteen ......

Twenty breaths!

Everyone couldn't help but let out an exclamation!

This is the best result so far!

However, Ye Xiu seems to be far from reaching the limit!

His face was still calm!

It seems that Ye Xiu is not only blessed with swordsmanship, but also has a good talent in terms of soul and state of mind!

Soon, it was thirty breaths!

Ye Xiu's face finally fluctuated!

His expression gradually began to be hideous and distorted!

Seeing that Ye Xiu seemed to be about to reach his limit, behind him, a sword shadow suddenly appeared!

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