The fourth day of the assessment.

Hengduan Continental Tianyuan Era, May 27, 2019.

Dragon Empire Capital Square.

At this time, the imperial capital was empty, and the square was crowded with people.

Today is the day of the second assessment of the Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples, and the results of the soul power assessment were released yesterday, and a total of 3,452 people passed, which is more than half the number compared to three years ago.

Although they are happy in their hearts, this is only the first assessment, and there are still the next two waiting for them. Even if they passed these three assessments, they still had to face the last level, that is, the 9,999 stone steps of the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, and the sword intent baptism of the eleven sword pillars before they could become disciples of the Sword Sect, and they were also disciples of the outer sect.

Sikong Haoran, Shi Tianshuo, and Shi Tiandong came to the capital square early in the morning, and when they came here, a lot of people had already gathered. Sikong Haoran looked left and right, looking for the familiar figure, but he didn't find her breath as far as his eyes could see.

Just as he was lost, a young man in a black robe and carrying a sword case caught his eye. He remembered the eyes that caught him off guard and fell into the quagmire on the first day of the assessment, and Sikong Haoran looked at the black-clothed young man curiously.

"It's him!"

At this moment, the young man in black turned his head and looked at Sikong Haoran, and the two pairs of dark eyes collided together again at this moment. Sikong Haoran was not as defenseless as he was when they first met, but it was obviously his own care, and the young man in black glanced at Sikong Haoran indifferently, so he didn't look around, and there was no other action. In a place where Sikong Haoran couldn't see, the corners of the black-clothed young man's mouth rose slightly.

"What a strange person!" Sikong Haoran looked at the black-clothed young man again, muttered, and turned his head to look for the petite figure with a pair of smart eyes.

Just as they were talking to each other, a figure appeared on the stone staircase, still the same place, the original position. With a national character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, the person who came was Ye Chaoyang of the Sword Sect.

He released a soul fluctuation all over his body, wearing a cyan robe without wind, his hands behind his back, standing on the stone steps and looking at the young girl in the capital square, "I'm glad that you can pass the first level and the first assessment, but don't be too happy, there are still a few assessments waiting for you later." ”

While Ye Chaoyang encouraged them, he also knocked on the side and poured them a basin of cold water, without waiting for them to speak, and continued: "Those who have not passed the assessment, you should not be discouraged, you are still young, and there is still a lot of room for growth. The fact that you failed this time is just that you did not meet our recruitment criteria this time, and it does not mean that you cannot become a strong person in the future. When the Sword Sect recruits disciples again, if you can still come to participate in the assessment again, we warmly welcome you. ”

Those teenagers and girls who failed to pass were still a little depressed, but when they heard Ye Chaoyang's words just now, the sense of loss in their hearts was gradually dispelled. Ye Chaoyang's words are like a small pebble

It was thrown into their hearts and stirred up countless ripples in their hearts.

"The second assessment is your resilience and willpower, the person who is assessed this time is me, as long as you persist in a stick of incense under the pressure of my soul power, the second assessment will be passed!" Ye Chaoyang's words suddenly set off a thousand waves, and the three thousand four hundred and fifty-two people who passed the first assessment below were suddenly surging like boiling water.

"Soul coercion, how terrifying is that, why is it so harsh compared to the previous assessments?"

"Elder Ye's soul realm is at least the peak level of the spiritual realm, and the highest among us is the spiritual realm consummation realm, but compared to Elder Ye, who has been immersed in the soul for decades, it is simply the difference between cloud and mud, and the attainments of people's souls have already reached the point of perfection, and the use of souls is deeper than ours!"

They were speechless and dumbfounded, for people whose soul realm was only at the beginning of the mortal realm, the second assessment was simply a bad news, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and dark clouds covered the sky. The teenagers and girls who failed to pass the outermost part patted their chests and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, they were still a little disappointed because they had not passed the first assessment, but after hearing Elder Ye say this, they were a little happy.

I saw that among the crowd in the capital square, there were more than a dozen people who were not only not affected, but were also eager to try, Sikong Haoran was one of them, Ye Chaoyang nodded. Seeing the panicked looks of the others one by one, he knew that they had misunderstood what they meant, and continued: "I understand your concerns, and I will assess them according to your respective soul realms. ”

When they heard Ye Chaoyang say that they would be assessed according to the soul realm, a large number of people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the soul coercion faced by different soul realms or the soul coercion they suffered was completely incompatible, if the people with the primary soul power of the mortal realm were assessed together in the group of people with the primary soul power of the spirit realm, at the beginning, they might have been unable to bear it and fell into a coma.

The soul is the most important thing in the human body, and it is also the most fragile existence.

"A total of 3,452 people have passed the first assessment, a total of 3,120 people have reached the Mortal Realm Perfection Soul Power, and a total of 332 people have reached the Spiritual Realm Perfection Soul Power. The assessment lasts for two days, and the mortal realm soul power will be assessed here tomorrow, and you can either disband freely now or stay and watch. There was a commotion below, and Ye Chaoyang continued: "The three hundred and thirty-two people of the Spirit Realm Soul Power Realm are now gathered in front of this stone step in front of me, and there is no one else waiting to retreat one mile back. ”

It's no wonder that when they approached this stone staircase clearing, there was a vague barrier blocking their approach, which was originally used for their assessment. After Ye Chaoyang finished speaking, the people in the Mortal Realm Soul Realm were talking to each other, whispering, and retreated one mile after another, they did not leave, they also wanted to see the Soul Realm of the Spiritual Realm

How terrifying is the assessment of the world.

"Haoran, Shi Tiandong and I are waiting for you in the back, and we will cheer you up. ”

Sikong Haoran nodded at them, and just as he was about to walk towards the stone staircase clearing, a petite figure appeared beside him, at this time she was wearing a fuchsia silk silk gown, outlining his petite body in a perfect arc, and a pair of crescent-like pendants hung on both sides of the earlobes, so quietly appeared beside Sikong Haoran.

She smiled shallowly, as gentle as a spring breeze, as bright as the sun, just like this, she walked gently past Sikong Haoran's side, a touch of cunning appeared on his delicate and immaculate cheeks, just when he was about to walk in front of Sikong Haoran, the saber in his hand hit his popliteal fossa, and suddenly, Sikong Haoran made a half-kneeling motion, and when he reacted, the petite person in front of him left a giggling laugh over and over again.

"Shame on you!"

"Look for death!"

At this moment, several soul fluctuations came from the front, attacking towards Sikong Haoran, Sikong Haoran snorted coldly, and these soul forces were immediately blocked. Sikong Haoran saw a few familiar faces, as well as one or two cold snorts with warnings.

"Huh... , This kid's soul realm is so powerful, no wonder Du Zhanhao will lose to him!" A young man in a white robe, his dark and deep eyes were full of cold light, not angry and arrogant, and glanced coldly at Sikong Haoran.

"Turtle, the woman that Long Jingzhao likes, he dares to stare at it so unscrupulously, idiot, hum...!" Not far from Du Zhanhao's side, Ye Zimo sneered in the direction of Sikong Haoran.

Sikong Haoran came to the open space of the stone steps and saw that there was still a vacant seat next to the black-clothed young man, so he walked to his side and stood at the mark, just a foot away from the people around him.

Suddenly, without giving them any time to breathe, a majestic and vast soul coercion was instantly released from Ye Chaoyang's body, crushing towards the three hundred and thirty-two people below. This soul tide was like a thick mist, enveloping them all in an instant.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

This soul tide exploded in their ears, like thousands of bees shuttling back and forth, and the pain was unbearable. In the ocean of their souls, it was like a twelve-level tornado, with a devastating destructive power, and the places they passed were full of mourning.

"Ahh Ahh

Some of them covered their heads with their hands, their faces were hideous, some were hunched and trembling, and some of them, although their faces showed pain, their bodies were like welcoming pines on the cliff, and their heads were held high and as steady as Mount Tai.

The crowd of onlookers a mile away showed a look of horror, one by one looking at the three hundred and thirty-two people under the soul tide in amazement, this soul coercion even they felt a palpitating fear, so what a terrifying pressure they would be under when they were enveloped.

Sikong Haoran was obviously the easiest, when his soul reached the primary level of the spiritual realm, he had felt the baptism of the soul power of the heavenly realm, the black thunder that destroyed everything, that

The soul storm that destroyed everything, the kind of fear that life is worse than death, heart-rending, now that I think about it, Sikong Haoran is still creepy and terrified, and it is many times stronger than this soul pressure. Just as easy as he was, there were two more. One is a black-clothed boy with a sword box on his back, and the other is a white-clothed boy with a cold look in his eyes when he is teased by a petite girl.

Not far from Ye Chaoyang's side, a sandalwood with the thickness of an index finger was emitting wisps of green smoke, they had never felt that this time was passing so slowly, hundreds of times slower than a snail's turtle crawling,

Being able to reach the primary level of the spiritual realm or even the soul realm of the spiritual realm at the age of twelve to forty years old, their own perseverance, tenacity, talent, and hard work are all indispensable, they have not flinched, nor are they afraid, except for the sudden soul tide impact just now, at this time their current situation is much better than just now, but it is only a little better.

Ye Chaoyang saw that they were gradually adapting to the pressure of their own souls, and the corners of their mouths showed a slight cold snort, this was just the beginning. Immediately, an even stronger soul pressure fell from the sky, and they felt as if a boulder weighing more than 10,000 catties was pressing on top of their heads, and it also carried a tingling pain like a cone.

"Click!

There was a cracking sound of the stone slab under their feet, and spider web-like cracks spread in all directions, and some of them even had their feet sunk deep into the stone slabs, and there were few left to stand upright.

Sikong Haoran's face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, his hands were clenched together, his knuckles were pale due to excessive force, his body was trembling, and every muscle in his body was also spasming and trembling.

He was holding his head high all the time, and he did not bend his unyielding spine because of the trembling of his body and the soul pressure that weighed more than 10,000 catties, "This coercion wants me to succumb, it's not enough!" Sikong Haoran roared in his heart, roaring, and angry, he hadn't released his strongest soul power at this time, he was using his body to resist this soul coercion.

He wanted to see how domineering the Immortal Golden Body Determination that the Netherworld had taught him was!

He wanted to see how far his strength had reached!

He wanted to see how much soul pressure his body in the middle of the Bone Forging Realm could withstand!

Where are the limits!!

(End of chapter)

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