Wu Xuan ignored it, directly gathered the spiritual power into his palm, and slapped it towards the mirage demon leopard like lightning.

The mirage leopard snorted, and after a few seconds, its body completely decomposed and dissipated, turning into a little starlight and entering Wu Xuan's body.

It turned out that Wu Xuan's purpose in rushing to give the final blow to this mirage leopard was to absorb his life force by killing it the moment.

Then instantly convert the vitality into magic power and store it in the body, so that it can be refined into spiritual power with the Eastern Emperor Bell later, and further improve your strength.

"What kind of secret trick is this? It can make the mirage leopard leave no corpse, as if it has disappeared into this world! ”

The examiner, who didn't know the truth, was also full of black lines.

The candidates on the stage finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the field.

The examiner put away his surprised expression, walked to the center of the stage, and announced the end of the second exam.

At present, only 25 of the 40 people remain.

After a short break, the third assessment began.

The third game is a 1-on-1 battle, where everyone draws lots, and among them, 10 people are randomly selected to fight in 5 groups.

The remaining 15 people will advance directly, and those who draw the match draw will win to advance.

This strange rule comes from a sentence once said by the dean of the college: "Luck is also part of strength, and unlucky people will only affect the fortune of the country!" ”

Everyone drew lots in turn, and some people smiled after drawing, obviously because they were lucky to draw the lottery that directly advanced.

Others shook their heads in anguish, lamenting in their hearts that they had just fought a battle, and they had not yet recovered and were going to fight the next.

Wu Xuan drew the battle lot, and the opponent of the battle actually happened to be Fat Tiger.

He sighed in his heart: "Hey! Ben Shao's luck is really bad. But also, if you're really lucky, you won't be thrown into the body of a waste wood after being reincarnated. ”

Fat Tiger looked at Wu Xuan and made a provocative gesture towards him.

Just as he wished, let him meet Wu Xuan in the battle.

The battle in front of him made him angry, and at this moment he decided that he had to take this little waste wood to take a good breath.

However, at this moment, in Wu Xuan's heart, he only wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, pass the exam, and go back to refine the magic power he had just absorbed.

After all, he was too dissatisfied with the strength of this body now.

"I advise you to take a piece of paper to write your last words now, and when you fight without an eye, you will die on the spot, hahahaha!" Fat Tiger smiled at Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan thought to himself: "After entering the academy, the first one will learn the spiritual technique silence technique, and if you encounter this kind of ant in the future, let them shut up that stinky mouth at any time!" ”

"Fat Tiger vs. Wu Xuan! Please stay in Taichung while the others come off the stage to watch! The examiner's voice echoed in the examination room.

"It's really pitiful, this Wu Xuan is about to stop here, even if it's a little trick, it's useless in the face of absolute strength!"

The candidates below are not optimistic about this first-order five-star teenager.

"Yes! I hope Fat Tiger can beat him a few more punches, and he actually used someone else's body to help him block the attack before, which is really vicious! ”

Wu Xuan, who was on the battlefield, naturally heard these voices, which also made him even more determined that he wanted to learn the "Silence Technique".

If it weren't for the peace of mind to infiltrate the human world to cultivate, he would want to release the sealed magic power right now and bombard these people clean.

"Then let's take the one on the stage to vent my anger!" Wu Xuan thought secretly.

With hundreds of years of combat experience, he didn't take the fat tiger on the opposite side seriously at all.

In his eyes, what kind of talented boy is in the mouth of others, he is obviously a lump of walking pork belly.

The fat tiger summoned the battle axe, immediately set up a fighting posture, and looked at the thin Wu Xuan in front of him, he was secretly laughing in his heart.

Not to mention the difference in rank, how can he, a prayer master who is not good at head-to-head fighting, beat his own strong weapon mastery?

"Kill!" The fat tiger rushed over with a tomahawk on his shoulder, without a trace of combat skills.

Wu Xuan's figure flashed, and he took a step and came to the fat tiger.

Tighten his posture, gather spiritual power in his right fist, and quickly exert force, punching him in the chin.

The poor fat tiger was still bulky and cut off the tomahawk with all his might, and he was thrown back a few steps by the fist, and the tomahawk in his hand was almost wiped off.

Wu Xuan did not slack off, and kicked out like lightning.

The fat tiger's body, which had not yet stood firmly, was kicked out, facing directly to the ground, and the skin scraped by the ground was opened, and the blood flowed.

Wu Xuan complained in his heart.

"My body is really bad now, this young master kicked the dead fat man with his foot, and as a result, my own bones were almost broken."

Wu Xuan walked into the fat tiger and stepped on his bloated face with his foot, causing him to gasp in severe pain.

"What's the use of having a higher spiritual power than me, ants are ants after all!" Wu Xuan said sarcastically directly.

Everyone in the audience looked incredulous at the moment.

The difference between the levels of the two sides is enough to be four stars, but Wu Xuan is comfortable in battle, is this still a normal person!

The examiner also saw the clue, and this combat skill didn't seem to be mastered by a little hairy kid who could only fight indiscriminately.

He guessed that there was some expert behind this son.

Wu Xuan showed a sly smile on his face, and said, "But I haven't had a good time yet, master, don't just lie down like this!" ”

"Psionic Technique—Healing!"

Wu Xuan summoned a warm spiritual power in his hand, which was unexpectedly injected into the fat tiger's body.

"What!" The jaws of everyone present were about to fall off in surprise.

"This Wu Xuan is actually healing the fat tiger's injuries!"

"No, is this going to be cured and then continue fighting?"

"This! Where is a waste of wood, it is simply the reincarnation of the devil! ”

Wu Xuan stopped the treatment, jumped to the side and patiently waited for the fat tiger to get up again.

"That's it! Let's move on! Wu Xuan laughed.

At this moment, the fat tiger was already trembling with anger.

As the most talented teenager in the whole town, how could he have been so insulted when he was held in the palm of his family!

"I'm going to kill you! Wu Xuan! The fat tiger gritted his teeth.

The fat tiger adjusted his posture and clenched the battle axe in both hands, a stream of red spiritual power surrounding his feet.

I only heard him shout: "Spiritual Skill—Explosive Step!" ”

The fat tiger smacked on both feet, and the next moment his body rushed forward.

In just a few seconds, he had already arrived in front of Wu Xuan, and saw that the battle axe was about to hit Wu Xuan's head.