Updated: 2013-12-13

Chapter 113 is cruel

In the face of such a terrifying sea of people, not only Shen Chen and his juniors, but even the powerful old slaves around Yantai Wanning were also moved, the competition was too cruel, and it was destined that only the amazing geniuses on the land of Yunzhou could go to Zuihou!

"Hehe, after you enter the spiritual realm, the kind of shijie that is full of thousands of races and full of demons can make you truly experience the cruelty of the hundreds of battles in the Haoran Avenue!"

Old Man Shi Xuan smiled and waved his hand, then his eyes froze, and he said lightly: "Okay, you guys go over, through the test of the power of the bloodline, the elders of the Luo Yun Sect will naturally take you to the teleportation altar!"

"Hmm. Yutai Wanning tapped his head, no longer delayed, and led the group towards the sea of people.

Shen Chen hadn't walked far before he heard the deep voice of the old man Shi Xuan in his ears.

"The boy of the Shen Yifeng family, this time, as long as you can persist until Zuihou leaves the Eight Desolation Mountain Range, no matter what the result is, the old man will be able to let you become a registered disciple as you wish, and when the time comes, with the blessing of Luo Yun Sect, those rats in the Netherworld Palace will not dare to come to trouble you......" Shi Xuan's voice came from the old man Shi Xuan's voice using a powerful Gang Qi to force a sound line, and his tone was full of solemnity.

Shen Chen didn't say much, nor did he turn around, but raised his wrist with his back to the old man and snapped his fingers, which meant ...... Got it!

"Hehe, this stinky boy!"

Old man Shi Xuan took a group of old slaves, generals, and guards to watch the group of people into the sea of people, and shook his head helplessly.

Dozens of zhang away in front of him, Shen Chen, who had already disappeared into the crowd, smiled playfully at the corner of his mouth.

"Registered disciple, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint your old man," Shen Chen smiled secretly in his heart, "Young Master Ben's appetite has always been very big......

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About half an hour later, under the leadership of Wanning, the group finally squeezed to the front of the middle of the sea of people.

At present, this place is already full of young people, all of whom are under the age of eighteen, all of them are high-spirited, and they are obviously geniuses from all corners of Yunzhou.

At this time, in the middle of the sea of people, there was already a circle about twenty or so long, and in that circle, there were only two simple and simple seats, on which sat two white-haired old men with Dao bones and fairy style.

In the sea of people, there is no high platform, not even a tea table, needless to say, the two wooden chairs that look particularly conspicuous at this moment have invisibly revealed the transcendent identity of the two elders, most of them are the elders sent by Luo Yuncheng this time.

When such an existence appears, even the princes of the Quartet of Yunzhou are afraid of three points, and they dare not provoke easily, in a small city like Yecheng, it is even more like the sky, and no one dares to take advantage of it!

Behind the two old men, there were more than a dozen middle-aged men standing respectfully, not too maverick and uniformly dressed, but the young people present could see that those people were all from the behemoth.

Transcendent beings such as Luo Yunzong on the Tianlong Continent no longer seem to be deliberately dressed by the sect, all of them are as they please, simple and simple.

From them, everyone felt a strong atmosphere, such a team of people appeared in Yecheng, these days, the atmosphere of the entire Yecheng has been a lot calmer, although there is a storm in secret, but few people dare to make trouble at this juncture, for fear of offending this group of people from super shili, causing a catastrophe!

In addition, a few zhang away from the two white-haired old men in linen, there is also a quaint "stone stele" covered with runes.

It was obviously a spiritual artifact, dark green, exuding a trace of calm fluctuations, looking rock-solid and difficult to shake!

"The hour has come, let's begin!" I don't know how long it took, but the white-haired old man sitting on the right side spoke, his words simple and direct, without superfluous nonsense.

"Yes, Elder Mo!" a middle-aged man in a brown cloak stood up behind the old man and respectfully hugged his fists.

Immediately, the middle-aged man took three steps back, quickly turned around, faced the thousands of teenagers present, and said loudly: "There are no rules, as long as you are under the age of nineteen, you can shake the King Kong Monument with the power of your blood, you can get the Aoki card, and after two hours, all those who get the Aoki card will have the opportunity to be teleported to the Eight Desolation Mountain Range for the ultimate selection!"

"Okay, let's start, come one by one in order!" the words fell, and the middle-aged man continued with an expressionless face.

"Let me come first!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, a teenager standing in the front row couldn't wait to rush into the circle.

"Disciple Wu An, meet Deacon Wei!? The young man did not rush to make a move, but walked in front of the middle-aged man first and bowed respectfully!

"Okay, no need to say more, let's do it, remember, each of you only has one chance!" Wei Huatong didn't expect this kid who came out of nowhere to find out about his name, and immediately frowned, a little displeased.

In front of so many people, no matter how respectful this kid's tone is, Wei Huatong will undoubtedly not be able to give him a good look, after all, it is easy to mistake people into thinking that he has made some shady transactions behind his backs...

The young Wu An didn't expect to spend more than a dozen Gathering Spirit Pills to inquire about the news, but he actually made him touch his nose with ash, his face was a little embarrassed, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, he arched his hand stupidly, and then hurriedly walked towards the King Kong Monument, no longer boring himself.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Wu An made a move, and under the urging of the nine bloody rays, he smashed on the King Kong Monument with an unreserved punch.

The force of this punch is not insignificant, even if it is a rock weighing thousands of pounds, it can be smashed into pieces.

However, at the moment of touching the King Kong Monument, it was just a cyan fluctuation, and the vibration sound was also dull and slight, and after the stele trembled slightly, it quickly quieted down, as if the huge strength of tens of thousands of catties was all dissolved by the stele cleanly!

Despite this, Wu An had obviously shaken this spiritual weapon, and in the next moment, Wei Huatong's faint voice also sounded.

"Wu An, pass!"

"Whew!"

At the same time that Wei Huatong announced "passing", not far away, a middle-aged man also flicked his fingers, took out a green wood card from the Qiankun bag and threw it over.

"Hey, thank you!"

Got the Aoki card, the young Wu An's previous unhappiness was suddenly swept away, with a touch of joy, and walked towards the periphery of the crowd triumphantly.

He is the first person in the generation of the Luo Yuncheng martial arts family, although his name is not as loud as the genius of the Xiao family, but he is also one of the few geniuses in the territory of the Northern Wind Marquis, and he is a cultivator in the late stage of the Nine Layers of the Blood Fusion Realm, and it is naturally not difficult to get a qualification to participate in the selection!

Following Wu An, next, the surrounding genius juniors are also all on the stage, the young people who dare to stand here, except for those who are not self-aware, the rest of them are not famous people in their respective areas, gathered together at this time, it is really a group of stars, and they are all amazing!

However, among them, not all teenagers can successfully shake the King Kong Monument, and there are still a small number of people who unfortunately failed to succeed.

With the passage of time, there are more and more people who have been eliminated, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to some geniuses who lack confidence.

"Deacon Wei, two elders, please give me another chance, I will definitely be able to shake the King Kong Monument!"

When it was the turn of a young man who was almost nineteen years old, he failed to succeed, and when he saw that the stone tablet did not move at all after the blow, his face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly pleaded with Wei Huatong on the side with red eyes.

He is a young man from a county, and it is not easy to come out of such a small place, but unfortunately, in the end, he was still a little worse and failed to succeed.

And with his current age, he has undoubtedly missed Luo Yunzong in this life, his eyes are red at the moment, and he hopes that these people can give him another chance to try.

"You go, you are not the person that our Luo Yun Sect needs. Wei Huatong's voice was indifferent, and his words were direct and sharp.

In the end, the young man was forcibly taken out, although the two Luo Yun Sect members were very measured, and they didn't do anything to him. But to leave in this way is undoubtedly humiliating!

For a teenager under the age of twenty, this is somewhat cruel, but the reality is that it is!

Next, the people around them also played one after another, and there were still nearly two percent of the young heroes who could not shake it, and many of them wiped their tears and left sadly, in this place where the geniuses of Yunzhou gathered, they had already lost to others in advance, whether it was sympathy or pity projected around, it was a shame.

"This kind of selection method is really unkind...... "Somewhere in the crowd, Shen Chen sighed secretly in his heart.

He roughly estimated that if he wanted to shake the King Kong Tablet, he would at least urge the power of more than 18,000 catties of blood, and the power of the bloodline of ordinary Melting Blood Realm Ninefold Cultivators was undoubtedly around 16,000 catties.

It is already remarkable to be able to reach the ninth level of the Melting Blood Realm at such an age, but it is the power of the two thousand catties of bloodline that does not seem to be too much, but it is difficult for many young heroes to surpass, and many people are only one line away, but in the end, it is also in vain.

After coming out of the underground dark river, Shen Chen already knew the importance of tempering the power of the bloodline for the later stage of cultivation, and he knew that Deacon Wei was right, they really only wanted the best among the geniuses.

It's a merciless screening without the slightest human touch!

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