The second day of September

The second round of assessment started much longer than Wu Xin expected.

Swish!

Wu Xin opened his eyes suddenly, and then jumped up from the ground.

After taking out the registration Yu Pei and looking at it, Wu Xin nodded imperceptibly.

I saw that on the jade pei, there were two numbers written 'two, three, four, seven'.

As soon as the jade pei was put away, Wu Xin turned around and walked towards the No. 347 ring.

When Wu Xin came to the bottom of the ring, he found that the first fight had already begun.

After glancing at the stage, Wu Xin was speechless.

Why can't I meet this in the first game?

After a stalemate for half a quarter of an hour, the two guys on the stage, in Wu Xin's envy and hatred, could distinguish the winner from the loser.

After the referee signaled the winner to step down, he then shouted to everyone in the audience, "Second game, Wu Xin, Yang Hai!"

Sou!

The fire flashed under Wu Xin's feet, and the whole person jumped into the ring.

After arriving on the stage, Wu Xin hugged his fists at the referee of the second round, a high-spirited senior of the intermediate class of the lower court.

The referee nodded at Wu Xin, and then asked with a smile, "You are the silver gun Wu Xin?"

Wu Xin was stunned for a moment, and then said politely.

"If there is no second guy named Wu Xin, then the silver gun Wu Xin in the senior's mouth should be referring to me. ”

"Well, Wu Xin, I'm very optimistic about you. The referee nodded.

"Thank you to this senior. ”

Wu Xin hugged his fists again.

"I said you guys are still there!"

Wu Xin's opponent, the guy named Yang Hai, had a somewhat gloomy face and interrupted the conversation between Wu Xin and the referee.

Between them, there won't be any cattiness!

"Okay, after you enter the lower courtyard, I will invite you to drink again, and now, the assessment begins!"

As soon as the referee's words fell, Yang Hai couldn't wait, carrying an iron rod and pumping it at Wu Xin's head.

Call~

Looking at the iron rod flying towards his head, Wu Xin's eyes flashed.

Then under Yang Hai's shocked gaze, Wu Xin directly pointed at the iron rod and stretched out his right hand!

Bang~

Yang Hai only felt that his stick seemed to have smashed on the copper block!

After taking Yang Hai's stick, Wu Xin's body didn't even shake.

Sou!

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xinli turned his palm into a knife and cut directly at Yang Hai.

First-Order Spiritual Skill, Flame Knife!

The flame knife that was several feet in size slashed directly across Yang Hai's scalp under his stunned gaze.

Burned a large patch of his hair.

"Do you want to continue?"

Yang Hai: "......"

"Senior, I'll go first. ”

After the referee ruled that Wu Xin had won, Wu Xin arched his hand at the referee, and then left the ring with the nod of the senior.

The allocation of the opponent is completely random.

If the luck is enough against the sky, even if it is a weaker assessor, it is not impossible to push all the way through.

In the cultivation world, the first thing a monk can ultimately reach is his talent.

But in addition to talent, the second thing to look at is luck.

People with strong luck will not have too many ups and downs on their cultivation path, and the journey will be smooth.

And those who are weak in luck will not be able to do a good job, and if they cultivate, they will go mad.

Of course, there are pros and cons to everything.

This is because the mind of a monk who has grown up through hardships is much stronger than that of the previous type of monk.

At the same level, in terms of strength, of course, it is also a lot more exceeded.

So from Wu Xin's first scene, he encountered a monster like Xu Fusheng, and it can be seen that his luck is indeed not good......

From 60,000 people, 1,000 people are selected, and if 500 rings are used, it only takes six matches.

Wu Xin has now completed two games.

In the next three, four, and five games, Wu Xin didn't encounter any more moths, and he solved the opponent within a few moves.

Two days later, after Wu Xin took out Yu Pei and looked at it, he turned his head and walked towards the No. 413 ring.

At present, there are only more than 2,000 people left in the lower courtyard of the Seven Saints.

There are more than 500 in the ring, that is to say, after only two more competitions, the first stage of the assessment will be completed.

This time, Wu Xin was the first.

After coming to the stage, Wu Xin's opponent was already waiting on the stage.

After seeing the appearance of the opponent clearly, Wu Xinzhong moved slightly.

Because the guy on the other side has too white skin, and the white ones don't look like men......

"Wu Xin, Gu Zhimeng, are you two ready?"

"That's it!"

"No problem!"

Both replied at the same time.

"Then ...... The assessment begins!"

The referee nodded to the two of them, and then jerked back.

"Second-Order Spiritual Skill, Soul Exterminator!"

As soon as the referee retreated, Wu Xin's opponent, facing Wu Xin, directly slapped him with a big move.

Looking at the aura handprints taken at him, Wu Xin was suddenly happy.

Hehe, it turned out to be a chick!

Doesn't this guy know how to save aura?

But that's fine, after a few moves, you should be able to take him down.

Thinking like this, Wu Xin shook the silver spear in his hand, and then only heard a pop, and Gu Zhimeng's aura handprint was pierced by him.

Gu Zhimeng, that is, Gu Zhimeng, saw that Wu Xinhao was effortless, and after breaking her soul slaying hand, her eyes suddenly lit up!

Finally met a guy who is a little stronger!

I hope this guy can resist in my hands for a while!

"Second-order spiritual skill, small grappler!"

Another aura handprint was thrown at Wu Xin.

Wu Xin's brows furrowed, and he suddenly felt as if something was wrong.

"Hidden Dragon Lance, Jiaolong goes to sea!"

Wu Xin decided that it was better to fight quickly.

Seeing that her little grappler was easily broken by the other party, Gu Zhimeng's eyes lit up completely.

Then I saw her, and I slapped three times at Wu Xin who rushed towards her!

"Soul Slayer!"

"Black Crane Paw!"

"Little grappler!"

Wu Xin: "......"

The three palms this time are not the light and fluffy moves of the past.

Instead, he arrived in front of Wu Xin in an instant.

Snort, snort!

Bang!

Even if Wu Xin reacted very quickly, he only had time to use the hidden dragon gun to knock out the two spiritual power handprints.

The last little grappler grabbed directly on the hidden dragon spear, and Wu Xin couldn't help but stumble forward.

"Empty Palm!"

"Little Buddha's mudra!"

"Heavy Mountain Seal!"

"Cover the sea!"

"Hirayama Yin!"

Next, Wu Xin's tragic mode was forced to turn on......

Bang bang!

Even under the tie and dodge, Wu Xin was still hit by two spirit seals.

However, Wu Xin, who has the soft armor of the silver silkworm and the talent of copper skin, is only pale under these two seals.

He didn't even vomit blood.

Wow!

After taking two steps backwards in succession, Wu Xin's eyes became completely solemn.

It's not normal, this Nima is definitely not normal!