In the same realm, Ling Yi has the big killer weapon of the Red Fire Pupil, not to mention invincible at the same level, but at least there is no problem at all in dealing with Wu Jie.

Wu Jie's martial arts, whether it is a hundred dragon chant or an instantaneous thousand flash, are mysterious-level martial arts in the eyes of the onlookers, and they can't even see clearly.

But in Ling Yi's eyes, Wu Jie's movements were no different from slow-motion playback.

Through the red fire pupil, Ling Yi could clearly see every change in Wu Jie, and he could make correct responses to these changes in advance.

Now Ling Yi feels like he used a plug-in when playing a game in his previous life, and the battle with Wu Jie is extremely refreshing.

Of course, Wu Jie is not so cool.

When he got off the field, his face was pale, he thought that he was the only one martial arts triple disciple in this assessment, and it would be easy to win the place of a formal disciple.

Unexpectedly, he was already disqualified by the third round.

Ling Yi!

Wu Jie glared at Ling Yi resentfully, but all he could do was glance.

When the two fought, he was restrained everywhere, and his proud martial arts were like a child playing at home in the eyes of the other party, and until now, he didn't understand how he lost in the hands of Ling Yi.

Elder Wang's last words gave him a step down, and Wu Jie just took advantage of the situation, but for this step, he was really ...... Don't want it!

Ling Yi didn't care what he thought, after finding out that Elder Wang didn't notice his red fire pupils, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he also observed the next assessment.

Compared with Wu Jie, he actually cares more about another disciple who has also entered the third round.

Wang Ge.

Wang Ge, who was not good-looking and had an ordinary face, always gave Ling Yi a very familiar feeling.

But he had already watched Wang Ge fight three competitions, and each time Wang Ge won in a dangerous way, fully revealing his dual strength in martial arts, and it didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Ling Yi became, always feeling that the other party would not be so simple.

But where exactly there is a problem, even with the help of the red fire pupil, he can't say.

The next match after Ling Yi and Wu Jie was Wang Ge's match, and this person was still mediocre, narrowly defeating his opponent by half a move.

Until Wang Ge was gone, Ling Yi didn't remember where that familiar feeling came from.

Fourteen people played against each other, and there were only seven matches.

Soon, there were only seven people left who were eligible for the next round, including Ling Yi.

Seven people, two by two, one person will have no opponent.

If it was in Ling Yi's previous life, this extra person would be used as a bye, and there would be no opponent in this round, and he would be directly promoted.

But this will obviously not be the case here.

Elder Wang glanced at the seven of them and said lightly: "The highest cultivation level here is Ling Yi, so the old rule, he will fight two in this round, and the fourth round is the last round, and the three official disciples will be decided." ”

One hit two, Ling Yi didn't say anything about this, and the assessment rules set by the sect were like this.

In order to avoid having disciples waiting for no strong enemy to come to the assessment, just like this time, in addition to Ling Yi's variable, there is actually only one martial arts triple disciple Wu Jie.

The triple double play naturally has a very high chance of winning, and it can be said that it has firmly won a place in hand.

Therefore, in order to avoid this situation a little, the sect stipulates that if the number of people in the last round is single, the disciple who is the highest cultivator present needs to fight one against two, which can be regarded as a little more difficult.

If the two fights and one are successful, the sect will also give each of these two disciples a place of official disciple as a reward, that is, there will be a situation where there are four official disciple places in an assessment.

Of course, if it is exactly an even number, the sect will not care.

After all, luck is also part of strength.

It's just a pity that Ling Yi obviously doesn't have this luck, but if he only faces two disciples of the martial arts in one or two, Ling Yi doesn't feel much pressure.

Not only him, but even the other six disciples were a little evasive, obviously not optimistic that they would be able to beat Ling Yi in two fights.

Just kidding, even Wu Jie was handled by Ling Yi with three punches and two feet, can he really beat this martial arts double strength?

Elder Wang took the black and white chess pieces handed over by Xiuzhu, "I have three white pieces and four black pieces here, one of which belongs to Ling Yi, and the last two black pieces are his opponents, and the other rules remain the same!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for any reaction from the disciples, and as soon as he raised his hand, he heard a few snatching sounds, and the seven chess pieces entered the bottom of the identity plate on the bulletin board safely.

At this time, I saw the subtlety of Elder Wang's secret weapon technique.

Underneath Ling Yi's nameplate was a white child, which was the result of Elder Wang's deliberate control when he raised his hand.

The grouping has been completed, a few are happy and a few are sad.

Naturally, there were no disciples who were up to Ling Yi with a happy face, which meant that as long as they fought again, they would have a great chance of getting an official disciple place, so that they could really gain a firm foothold in the Scorching Sun Sect.

The bitter face was naturally the disciple who got the last two black chess, and their opponent was none other than Ling Yi.

But among the two disciples, Ling Yi heard a voice that was obviously relieved.

Relaxation?

He couldn't help but look over, just in time to see Wang Ge's gaze also look over, and smiled at him.

"It's okay, I thought I wouldn't be able to touch you all along. ”

That relieved sound came from Wang Ge, and he was one of the two black chess.

"You really want to deal with me?"

Ling Yi looked at him and asked, the other party took the initiative to talk to him, which proved that his feelings were right, this person named Wang Ge was indeed coming for himself.

"yes, this is the last one, and if I can't touch you again, my mission won't be completed. ”

Wang Ge still smiled at him, this person, even the smile looked so ordinary, and his face was harmless to humans and animals.

"Mission?"

Ling Yi glanced at him again, a faint red color crossed his eyes, and the feedback that could be transmitted back from the red fire pupil showed that the person in front of him was indeed only a martial arts dual.

Where did his faith come from?

Ling Yi was puzzled, but Wang Ge seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Let's go, what you want to know will be known immediately, why waste time?"

As in the third round, their assessment was placed in the first round.

"The last round of the official disciple assessment, the first battle, Ling Yi fought Wang Ge and Zhang Hua alone!"

Yu Xiuzhu's voice sounded at this moment, announcing that today's last round of assessment had officially begun.

His voice was a little excited, with Ling Yi's performance in the first three rounds, even if it was one against two, Yu Xiuzhu also had confidence in Ling Yi.

His remote and impoverished small mountain village is finally going to produce a formal disciple of a big sect like the Burning Sun Sect, Yu Xiuzhu is sincerely happy for Ling Yi, and at the same time very proud.