Chapter 21 Introductory Test

The sect of the Jiyuan Gate was on a narrow land in the Ruisheng Sea in the southern part of Dekun Prefecture, and Zhong Wei and the other Qi cultivators were placed on a ground paved with bluestone slabs in the Jiyuan Gate.

After a while, a young monk appeared on the high platform, looking down on more than a hundred monks.

"There are three entry tests, one is the spiritual root test, the second is the combat effectiveness test, and the third is the heart demon test. The three tests have passed, and then I, Chen Xu, will assign them to you. The young man spoke with little force, but it was deafening to hear it in the ears of every monk present.

"Let's start the test, and here comes the name of the one. ”

"Wang Yichun!"

Immediately, a slightly chubby monk with a somewhat natural lewd appearance trotted out of the crowd.

A green-robed monk pointed to a half-meter-high pure white stone on the table next to him, with three scales from top to bottom, "Put your hand on it and use your spiritual power." ”

The obscene monk smiled at him flatteringly, quickly put his hand on it, and began to operate his spiritual power.

In an instant, a faint cyan smoke appeared at the bottom of the stone, and this smoke never exceeded the lowest scale, obviously a low-grade wind spirit root.

The corners of the green-robed monk's mouth twitched.

"Next, Luyi Chen. ”

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"You can choose your own weapons. Another green-robed monk with a tender face pointed to the rows of weapon shelves in the square.

In the spiritual root test just now, Zhong Wei was unexpectedly tested to be a medium-grade fire spiritual root. More than half of the more than 100 monks are low-grade spiritual roots, only one-third of them are middle-grade, and one of them is not high-grade spiritual roots.

Of course, if there is a top-grade spiritual root, it will not become a loose cultivator, and I am afraid that he will have been recruited as an inner disciple a long time ago.

But this test opened Zhong Wei's eyes, and he was surprised by the number of spiritual roots in this world. There are not only five element spirit roots such as gold spirit root, wood spirit root, water spirit root, fire spirit root, and earth spirit root, but also wind spirit root, rain spirit root, thunder spirit root, cloud spirit root, and fog spirit root.

The second test was the actual combat effectiveness, but Zhong Wei had not had a few decent actual combat experiences at all, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

The crowd formed a circle, leaving an open space with a diameter of more than ten meters in the middle. There was a big man with a beard standing in the open space, and according to the rules, the person who read the name stepped forward to challenge the big man, and the person who was knocked down withdrew directly.

Among the Qi cultivators present, there are also more than a dozen late stage Qi practitioners, and this big man is also in the late stage of Qi cultivation at a glance, so it seems that this introductory test is really not simple. Zhong Wei thought secretly.

Because of the competition for cultivation resources with others, the actual combat ability is very strong, even if the opponent is a monk in the late stage of Qi training. None of the more than 100 monks were afraid, and they were all eager to try.

"Zhang Fuyu!"

A thin, thin-shouldered, flat-built man came out in response, a veteran in the late stage of qi training, holding a weapon he had selected in his hand - a long sword that shone with a glowing cold light.

"Offended. The thin man bowed slightly to the bearded man of the trial.

The beard didn't answer, and I didn't know if I was used to using weapons or disdainful of using them. It's a heavy punch to get started, and it's extraordinary, which has to make it solid, and I'm afraid that half of my life will be gone.

In the process of retreating backwards, the thin man was short, his feet were fierce, and a cold light stabbed at his bearded thighs.

But the beard was not slow, and he instantly flew up his left leg and kicked at the tip of the sword, which showed the precision of the force.

The sword in the hand of the thin man was kicked out by this kick and nailed to the wall, and his hand holding the sword was limp down, obviously the tendons were broken, and it was impossible to raise it without three or five years for a mortal. Everyone gasped, thinking to themselves that this bearded man and the thin man were both in the late stage of Qi training, how could there be such a big gap, could it be that the monks of the Great Gate Sect were so different from the scattered cultivators!?

No one dares to underestimate the beard anymore, and it is wise to be a thin man, he has not been in vain for so many years, and he knows that he will not be able to please him if he continues to fight. I thanked him and went down.

The monks stared widely, and no one dared to step forward.

"If you want to quit, follow me!" was still a silver-haired old monk, looking familiar.

It is very difficult for casual cultivators to practice to this day, and no one dares to take risks easily when they have a choice, so they choose to quit one after another as soon as they hear this.

In an instant, there were more than a dozen people left in the field, except for Zhong Wei and a body cultivator with bandages wrapped around his hands and feet who were in the middle stage of Qi training, the others were all monks in the late stage of Qi training.

Of course, Zhong Wei was also among them, and when he saw that the selection was so strict, not only did he not feel frustrated, but he was aroused with a penetrating pride. In his previous life, he became a high-profile killer through an extremely tragic training, and he trained with more than 700 orphans, all of whom were found from all over the world, and the training lasted for three years, and in the end he was the only one who survived. He was born with a bloodthirsty beast, and his strong desire to challenge and kill people made him eventually become the king of killers that terrified his opponents.

"Lee's outstanding. ”

This time, the beard was facing a tall man in hardcover like a black tower.

The weapon of the Black Tower is a hammer with a handle of two meters, and as soon as it comes on the field, it will be smashed on the top of the beard's head.

Knowing that he couldn't resist hard, he flashed and came to the back of the tower at an unbelievable speed, and at the same time, a big pit two or three meters deep appeared where he was standing just now, and he smashed it into the back of the black tower with a punch.

Heita sneered, it was also a dodge, the speed was not slow at all, and he jumped up in an instant and turned around one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and smashed it on the shoulder of Luo's beard.

At the last moment, the beard rolled to the side, and he was able to dodge the fatal blow. Seeing that his attack had lost its effect, the black tower showed a look that he had known that you would be, flashed in the air, disappeared again, and the next moment, reappeared behind the bearded beard.

"Stop!" said an outer monk wearing a green robe of the Jiyuan Gate who had been watching the competition around.

Heita took advantage of the situation to put away the hammer in his hand, and stood on the spot with a smile and looked at the monk who shouted to stop. The beard also stopped moving, and stood aside with a blank face.

"Alright, you've passed. Just stand aside and wait. The green-robed monk said.

Without saying a word, Heita walked off the field with the hammer in his hand.

Recently, I watched you from the stars, and I felt okay, quite funny, but I didn't have a trace of emotion, maybe it was a cultural barrier. As for Kim so-hyun, when I watched the Treasure Hunting Alliance in 11 years, I only know that there is a man in it, and it can be said that he is a typical example of a drama that is popular. As for Jun Ji-hyun, my savage girlfriend who watched her ten years ago, Da Ai, seems to be a little chubby now.

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