General Assembly Trials

In Lieyang City, many strong people held a bamboo card in their hands, and walked to the grass and vines with joy on their faces, where there was a square table, and a person in a black robe sat on it, looking very arrogant, but the people who came to participate were very restrained, and they didn't dare to slack off!

These are all priests of the Witch Demon Sect, with extraordinary strength, and they are responsible for the selection of first-time characters, and all those who have the Bamboo Sect need to go through the initial screening!

And these tokens are distributed by pope figures, people who believe in their own religion, only they can participate in this primary, otherwise they will not even have the opportunity to participate in the primary, so this thing is very precious. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a large number of people, all holding this bamboo row, is to participate in this election, as long as they can pass the re-election after the re-election, it will be much easier, because the primary election depends on the examiner's feeling, more random, but also more casual, many situations can not be controlled but the re-election is different, the re-election, must be a real fight, is a mule is a horse out for a walk, those who want to go through the back door, it is difficult to succeed, so the final person, will be a strong person.

In the Great Barbarian Country, this Witch Cult is a golden rice bowl, and all those who want to become powerful monks and enjoy good resources will come here to participate in the selection of the Witch Cult.

However, this selection is extraordinary, the selection of the witch cult needs to be people who have already cultivated, for their sect will not cultivate a person from scratch, they don't have the energy and patience, which means that the people who participate in the selection are all people who lead art cultivation, and there are very few people who can't participate.

However, these also mean that the selection is very strict, and if you don't have the ability, you can't even pass the primary election.

But he is not afraid, he has experienced too many such environments, and knows that the principle of this world is the survival of the fittest.

If you can't adapt to it, you will be eliminated, and the end of the elimination will be very miserable, either life or death, he has already been fully prepared, his inner belief is very firm, he must pass this trial, make some achievements, reflect his own value, this is his heart of a brave man.

Now he is working on his own plans, with great confidence.

The Blood God chose a place with few people to participate in the primary.

Although it is said that there are few people, in fact, it is also crowded with people, and it is completely impossible to see at a glance. After all, this selection is equivalent to a carp jumping over the dragon gate, and it is a great opportunity for monks, and no monk will give up easily.

All the people who came to participate in this selection were tall and short, fat and thin, but everyone's face was very fierce, and the momentum was also extraordinary!

It seems that it is not an easy person, after all, this kind of selection has to go through countless battles, if there is no person with the slightest strength to come here, it is purely looking for death, so the hands that can come to participate are absolutely hard strips with countless lives, not simple people can be compared! Now all the people are standing in this place, their eyes are cold, looking at the players who are also participating, they know that among these players, there will definitely be their future opponents, so they observe very carefully, and when they see the extraordinary strength, they secretly remember it in their hearts, look carefully, analyze each other's differences, and find each other's weaknesses.

And when they see the weak, they don't despise it, and the person who can come here will not be a weak person, as long as they don't pay attention to it, they may face the end of capsizing, so they are very careful and want to be fully prepared to meet this challenge.

The black-clothed witch monk looked at the participants coldly, and said to one person word by word, it was the warrior who came to participate in the selection.

"Lietong, what will you do!"

"The little ancestor is a military family, and he has practiced martial arts for generations, and the little one has only obtained the family heirloom knife technique, which is not very powerful, but it is impossible to get close to ten people when he spreads out" He was still a little modest, but after thinking about it for a while, they all came to participate in this battle, what is the use of being modest!

It's all about strength here, so he also showed his prestige lightly later, and wanted to warn others that he was definitely not so easy to bully.

"Oh, that's not bad!" the blackfriar nodded, for the Witch Cult, anyone who is good or bad, only talented people can take it in.

He saw that this man was burly and powerful, and that he had thick calluses on his hands, and he must not be an idle person.

The man in black smiled and said, "Then let's practice one or two in front of me!"

"More adults, give me this precious opportunity!" the strong man was very happy, and hurriedly took out the thing wrapped in a rag behind his back. The cloth was very torn and dirty, and it smelled of decay, and it looked like it had been very old.

Everyone didn't know, they all looked over, curiosity occupied their hearts, they faintly felt that there was something extraordinary in this, and guessed that the wrapped thing should be very powerful!

He pulled the rag hard, and the knife light was dazzling, revealing a finely polished mixed iron treasure knife, and there were countless traces of being cut down on the knife body, but fortunately, the blade of the knife was still very well preserved, and it did look like a good knife.

"Good knife, good knife!" The crowd of onlookers also couldn't help but applaud, this knife looked like it had been weathered by the years as soon as it came out, and it really looked like a peerless good knife.

"Tell your lordship, this knife is my family heirloom knife, it has followed me for a long time, and I will practice it to my lord today. Lie Tong gently stroked the knife with his hand, as if caressing his lover!

He exhaled and immediately began to swing it, the big knife was heavy, but in his hand it seemed to be as light as nothing, the cold light rolled, and the knife flowers flew, like countless silver butterflies around him, and it looked really cold.

"Okay, good, this knife technique is really enjoyable!" An old man who was watching saw that he was also a soldier before, and naturally knew that this big open and closed, domineering knife was only the strongest used by soldiers, and he was a person who had gone through several battles, and he couldn't help but applaud loudly.

The more the big man danced, the more excited he became, and he seemed to have entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

The man in black who was in charge of auditing on the stage also nodded involuntarily

"Good kung fu, you've passed the primary!" said the man in black slowly.

"Thank you so much, little one!" said Lietong with a smile.

Lietong is very happy that it is very simple, this time through the primary, the subsequent trials will be easier.

Lie Tong turned away, full of joy.

"Next!" said the man in black with a blank face