The breath of the year-end assessment permeated the sky above Liuyunmen, as if even the floating clouds were full of tension and expectation. This time of the year is a great review of the disciples' cultivation achievements, and behind the achievements is not only the honor and reward, but also the resources for the cultivation in the coming year.

Ji Chen, dressed in the iconic robe of Liuyun Gate, glanced at the disciples lightly, and said majestically:

"The first one, Wei Changji." The voice was not high, but it clearly spread throughout the entire martial arts training ground.

Wei Changji took a step forward, although he was fat but his posture was straight.

He pointed out with his fingers, the vitality burst out, and a stroke was written in the air, and wisps of light as thin as a gossamer condensed in the air, and gradually, in front of everyone's eyes, the word 'thunder' began to appear in the void.

In the silence, Wei Changji's movements suddenly accelerated, and the sound of a dragon chanting and a tiger roaring faintly came out.

He added energy, and the 'thunder' seemed to feel the calling, and it made a stabbing electric sound. His hands suddenly pushed forward, and a ball of thunder exploded in the air, although it was only a tiny thunderbolt, it had a deafening tendency.

Wei Changji's face showed a look of satisfaction, and immediately, he condensed the second word - 'fire'. Under his control, a fiery snake jumped in the air, its dancing graceful and vivid, as if it was alive, attracting the attention of everyone present.

When the disciples of the auxiliary sect saw this scene, they all clapped their hands and applauded, and they all praised Wei Changji's exquisite skills.

However, the four disciples who had come to practice part-time frowned, they were not only concerned about the magnificence and power of these words, but also about their practical use.

Hou Cang said contemptuously: "Hey, flashy, it seems magnificent, but in fact it is exaggerated, what is the use of such means in actual combat?" ”

Situ Shuai sneered: "These people are useless, don't expect them to help." ”

Although the words of the two were light, everyone in the auxiliary door present heard in their ears, and everyone changed color for a while, but they were helpless.

Although Situ Shuai's ridicule was ruthless, he did have talent, not only his martial arts skills were good, but even the scripture and combat techniques that he had come to cultivate were better than them, and the people in the auxiliary gate were angry in their hearts, but they couldn't refute it in front of the difference in strength.

Wei Changji successfully wrote 5 words, but the sixth 'frost' couldn't be formed after three consecutive attempts, and he also heard Situ Shuai's sarcastic comments on stage, so he walked off the stage with a black face.

"Qiao Yu, the second", Ji Chen shouted.

Qiao Yu stepped forward, her eyes burned with a light of refusal to admit defeat, her cultivation was already quite outstanding in the auxiliary door, and at this moment, she was even more aroused by the provocation.

She took a deep breath and put her hands together, her fingertips flowing with subtle brilliance.

The left hand writes the word 'thunder', which slowly emerges in the air, containing the power of thunder;

The right hand writes the word 'fire', which is intertwined with the word thunder, and the flame seems to be stirred by thunder, shining brightly.

Qiao Yu seemed to have turned the anger and unwillingness in his heart into vitality, and let the word of thunder and fire continue to transform and rotate in the sky, like a natural painting, which was both shocking and beautiful.

As soon as the thunder fire was closed, Qiao Yu's hands lit out like the wind, and the words 'wind' and 'ice' quietly manifested in the air as she wrote.

She seems to be connected with the vitality of heaven and earth, mobilizing the power of wind and ice. The wind word brings gusts of hurricane, and the ice word condenses the cold edge, the two are combined, everyone seems to be in a violent storm and snow, the cold wind and sharp ice make everyone present feel the pain of the skin, this is not only a visual feast, but also has a trace of actual combat taste.

At this scene, even Ji Chen, who was on the stage, couldn't help but nod his head.

Qiao Yu won the first-class evaluation with a score of writing 6 words, and Changsu walked off the stage in one breath.

The subsequent assessments were carried out one after another, and a disciple stepped forward to show his strength. Some are like a drizzle, and some are thunderous.

The 11 people in the auxiliary door actually passed the assessment, and the last one was Zhang Mo, who was the least favored, and he actually wrote four words.

The crowd came forward to congratulate him.

"Faint, what is there to celebrate in the waste".

Situ Shuai said disdainfully.

Zhang Mo's fair face instantly turned red, and the faces of the other people in the auxiliary door also changed greatly, Wei Changji wanted to speak and stopped, but Miao Zhuang said angrily: "Situ Shuai, clean mouth, who are you scolding?"

"I'm scolding rubbish, why do you think you are?"

Situ Shuai twisted his neck and looked at Miao Shuai.

Wei Changji saw that Miao Zhuang was about to have a seizure, so he hurriedly pulled it.

"Humph! Defy? There is a saying in the martial arts gate, remember, 'There is nothing that cannot be defeated, if you really have it, you will fight again'".

Ji Chen saw it in his eyes, but he didn't stop it, on the side of the martial arts and the Dao sect, how could there be a day of incomparable fighting, he was used to it.

As for Zhang Mo, he didn't want to show off his skills at all before, so he didn't show his "ideas into words", that didn't mean anything, in the face of Situ Shuai's ridicule and provocation, he could only endure it, although he was angry, but he couldn't beat it.

What should I do if I can't beat it?

"Shinobi"

This is Zhang Mo's strategy from childhood to adulthood, just like this when he was in Qinglian, if he can't beat it, bear it first, and when he has the opportunity, he will be ruthless directly!

Knowing that he couldn't beat him, he rushed up and was beaten, that was an idiot.

When the strength is enough, it's just two thieves, just a beating.

The four people who came to study part-time are indeed a little more talented.

Wen Qian and Shui Zishu, even if they are only part-time students, can be regarded as the leaders of the entire class.

Wen Qian walked into the arena with her calm and calm attitude, wearing a light gauze long skirt, swaying gently in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth. Her eyes sparkled, and her hands danced lightly, and vitality gathered at her fingertips. Her scriptural methods of warfare are gentle and elegant, but they contain amazing power.

The words 'water', 'wood', 'gold', 'earth' and 'fire' are presented one by one according to the principle of the five elements.

They are mutually reinforcing, balanced and harmonious, surrounding her, constituting a subtle world of the five elements of reincarnation. Her heart is as calm as water, and she is satisfied and peaceful with her performance.

Shui Zishu is as her name suggests, as soft as water, her movements flow slowly, and her demeanor is free.

She also wrote the five characters of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the five elements were not only vividly expressed under her control, but also formed a huge five-element array in the air.

Standing in the center of the formation, Shui Zishu was like a mage who controlled the power of nature, which was awe-inspiring.

As for Hou Cang and Situ Shuai, they are crazy, but they have real skills.

Hou Cang's scripture tactics are wild and uninhibited, majestic and agitated, and every word of him contains violent power.

Situ Shuai's sword eyebrows are starry-eyed, dressed in white and shengxue, his calligraphy is delicate and precise, like a sharp long sword, each stroke is pointed directly at the vital point, exquisite, with invisible lethality, "wind", "thunder", "fire", "electricity", "frost" and "snow" The six words seem to have the potential of a dragon and a tiger.

The people who assisted the door saw it in their eyes, they were all secretly frightened, the techniques of these four people were more pragmatic and combative, and the tactics of the people in their auxiliary doors were indeed fancy.

End of assessment.

In this way, Zhang Mo's first year of cultivation life can be regarded as an end in satisfaction and fire.