The green trees, the white dew condenses.

It seems to be early in the morning, the morning sun hangs high in the east of the sky, hanging with a round halo.

The fragrance of flowers is pervasive, and the fields are green. The tall ancient trees are lush. The weeds sprouted green spikes, grew wildly, and merged into flocks. Faint purple stamens dot it. With the breeze gusting and the weeds undulating, the pollen scattered, and the fragrance of flowers and fresh grass came to the face.

The peak and valley world was originally a small world attracted by Jing'an. But ten years ago, the high-level of the city wall side captured this realm, and condensed and injected the essence of the countless high-level living races that had been killed into it. Since then, the peaks and valleys where there is no hope of advancement but the rules are stable have become the test place of the third assessment of the past dynasties, and they have been stained with blood all year round.

After years of transformation, the peaks and valleys, which symbolize the shame of the living race, are vibrant, and there are two huge rings in the center, which are very symmetrical.

In the open space between the two rings, a huge wooden stake was erected, which was only slightly smaller than the ring.

On the wooden stake, the jade platform of white jade melting, in which tables, chairs and benches are readily available, and some melons and fruits are placed at random, and the two high-level parties gather here and scold each other.

On both sides of the stake, the two newcomers are distinct, forming two large groups.

One side is strangely shaped, not human-shaped, colorful, and makes strange noises from time to time; On the other side, he was dressed in white, and the word "one" was engraved on his belt, the realm was obvious, neat, and very quiet; Li Qingwu is among them.

He lowered his eyes and quietly observed.

The realm of the people on the stage is unknown, but the strange shapes and shapes under the stage all exude a strong aura on their bodies, and each of them has a pseudo-second-order body. I think this is the reason why the living clan has been delaying for a long time.

While observing on the Terran side, the Biological side was also watching. The number of pseudo-second-order human races is not large, but they are generally well-proportioned, and the overall momentum has a sense of integration. Neither recruit spoke.

The low-level people are honest, but the high-level ones don't have any rules.

"Yo, I dragged your wild father for ten days, and I brought this group of crooked melons and cracked dates." Someone sneered and sneered.

"The human race is not as good as one term, not a single second-order. Hehe, when the old thief Mo Su died, I'm afraid I won't see the heir. "It's a humanoid creature with a turtle head and a withered scent.

"Hehehe, you don't need to worry about the affairs of the human race. But what are these hybrids? Is there a 1% dragon blood? ”

"Heh, I don't understand the evolution of bloodline hybridization. This batch has one percent dragon blood, so watch your waste die. ”

"Yo, it's still a pure-blood hybrid."

......

The newcomers below wanted to do the same, but they were glared at by the school master.

Someone looked at it and smiled, "It's like this every year, it's almost a bloodline inheritance." ”

The scolding of the high-ranking people became louder and louder, and they almost started fighting.

There have been people who tried to stop this tradition, but they were blocked by a word. The phrase is, "You can scold, but we can't?" ”。

The power of tradition is terrible, the strongest tradition often becomes the rule, and even if it is unreasonable, it takes a long time to subside. What's more, they don't want to calm down at all.

After scolding for a while, the two sides invariably turned off the fire, and the timing was grasped in a certain way - so it was traditional.

The head of the school said a few words, and the third assessment officially began.

Someone jumped in the two rings at the same time, and the Sheng clan was a little slower and could only watch. This is contrary to what was originally said to be a good guard, but there is no high-level saying anything. If the living clan delays for ten days, other places will have to make up for it, not just pay resources. This is also the balance mechanism of the common respect of several ethnic groups.

"Terran Cheng Jing is here again, who will fight!" In one ring, the class leader shouted.

caused a scramble among the living clans.

A deer jumped into the ring, looking like a man and a horse, but in the shape of a deer; Cheng Jing looked solemn, raised the spear in her hand, and nodded slightly.

The human deer didn't say anything, stepped on the ground with four hooves, and rushed out directly. In an instant, the antlers turned into short blades, which it held in both hands and frantically attacked its opponent.

The two sides kept fighting, the guns and blades were staggered, occasionally dodging, and the red diamond armor appeared and disappeared.

Cheng Jing's body seems to be delicate, but her physique cultivation is extremely high, and her armor skills are even more extraordinary, and she has been pressing people and deer to fight. As time passed, the human deer gradually became unable to resist and leaked a flaw.

At this time, Cheng Jing stepped forward to attack, breaking through its defenses, and the tip of the spear pressed against its throat.

She stopped in time and didn't see blood.

"You win, I'll throw in the towel." The deer whispered, its voice very strange, like an echo in an altar.

"Your Excellency agreed, and I just won a trick by luck, and in terms of physical strength, I may not be as good as ...... Belch! Cheng Jing suddenly exclaimed and hurriedly retreated.

The hundreds of people watching from the audience were all stunned, clenched their fists, and scolded angrily: "Despicable bastard, dare to sneak attack." ”

"Heh, the way of battle is to do everything, and Lu Hang doesn't need bloodline powers, how can it be counted. Stupid ants. The creatures responded with strange voices.

But it was Lu Hang who screamed, taking advantage of Cheng Jing's relaxation, the seven-colored divine light in his eyes shot out, hey!

Leaving a few strands of long hair in the air, Cheng Jing wiped the blood on her face, and her eyes turned cold.

Unscathed, the human deer grinned, slowly stood up, and said with a sneer: "Hey, hey, Terran ants, it's really not going through the world." Let me tell you, my bloodline is supernatural, and my name is Seven-Colored Divine Light. Although there are many restrictions, it can absorb power. Little girl, although you have a good physical body, you have been fighting for so long, and the power in your body has also been absorbed by me a lot. Your armor technique is no longer usable, so it's better to obediently jump off the stage and cry to your master! ”

Cheng Jing's eyes were cold, and she said softly at this time: "Thank you for your teaching." ”

She mobilized the last of her physical strength, the sea of consciousness fell, and the white light of the spiritual sea appeared.

Awaken the talent, Fang!

As soon as the words fell, the figure instantly appeared behind Lu Hang, and the spear stabbed out angrily.

Lu Hang didn't expect that her awakening talent was so strong that she could move in an instant, and she was defenseless for a while. The red tassel spear stabbed out, and its body was pierced in an instant, and its body suddenly staggered.

Burst.

It shuddered and looked down to see a blood-stained spear tip emerging from its neck.

"How could it be...... You obviously don't have the strength. It looked back at Cheng Jing, its pupils trembling. The four hooves kept tumbling, and when he stumbled, he fell to the ground and died.

"Luhang!"

"Terran, dare to be heavy-handed."

"Kill her and use her blood as a sacrifice for Lu Hang."

"She has no strength, she can't move, kill her!"

The living beings in the audience roared angrily and wanted to rush forward.

"Hey, Raw Bastard, you dare!" The recruits scolded angrily, formed a crowd, and rushed forward with weapons.

Blood flowed down the hole in the neck of the deer, staining the ground red, and the smell of blood stimulated the hearts of the teenagers.

The audience was in chaos in an instant, and some turned on the amplification talent, and various colors of armor covered the whole body. Facing the bloodline of the living race, use the strongest attack technique.

Li Qingwu froze in place, staring directly at the blood beach under Lu Hang, his mind wandering, "Blood, it's blood, ah." ”

In the spiritual sea, a small ball of white light moved without an owner, flickering strangely.

"Yes, blood." He laughed twice, black armor appeared, and clear brown pupils were obscured by black membranes. No one saw his eyes suddenly turn blood-red.