Unlike here, the word "failure" is repeated elsewhere.

Soon, the first group of twenty people completed the test, only four people passed, and the others were all eliminated and left the square helplessly.

The wooden guards don't know what kind of wood they are made of, and they are basically unharmed, but fortunately, as long as they are defeated, they can pass the level, otherwise they will have to die of exhaustion.

After a while, the second set of tests was over, and only one person had passed.

In the third group, five people passed.

In the fourth group, three people passed.

In the fifth group, no one has passed.

......

In the 120th group, Wu Zaoming and Zhang Mengran came out at the same time, the two glanced at each other, and walked on the field indifferently.

Facing the wooden man guard in front of them, the two of them shot almost at the same time.

Wu Zaoming's figure flashed, like a ghost, appeared in the arms of the wooden guard, his right palm was instantly pasted, and with a violent shock, the wooden man guard flew up like a straw, leaving a clear palm print on his chest, which shows how pure this palm is.

And Zhang Mengran was even more terrifying, seeing that his body was stretched, he directly ignored the distance of ten meters, crossed his five fingers between his hands, grabbed the head of the wooden guard, and immediately stopped, throwing his arm to exert force.

The wooden man guard was thrown more than ten meters away.

"Damn, kill the wooden man guards in seconds. ”

The eyes of the crowd widened in disbelief.

In the one hundred and twenty-third group, Luo Yun played.

Without the speed of Wu Zaoming and Zhang Mengran, Luo Yun only had subtle moves, and he leveled the wooden guards with three punches and two kicks, and passed the test smoothly.

When the first part of the test was over, Elder Lin stood up and spoke, "A total of three hundred and sixty-five people have passed the level, and the second link has begun, and now all of them have entered Muren Lane. ”

"Mengran, you said to help me get the third place, no problem!" Zhang Haoran stood next to a tall young man, about fifteen years old, at this time his breathing accelerated, and he couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Mengran didn't care and said: "Cousin, don't worry, it's not difficult to compete with your strength, it's rare to get a place, and I will stop others at the right time." ”

"Great. "It turns out that this young man is Zhang Mengran's cousin, he joined the Liuyun Sect one step earlier than Zhang Mengran, he has also participated in martial arts competitions before, but unfortunately he is ranked outside the top thirty, far from the top ten, not to mention the third place, if he can get the third place this time, a one-level high-level martial arts cheats are indispensable, and he can also get a one-level high-level martial arts cheats and three Qingfeng Jade Dew Pills, which is enough for him to cultivate to the Xuanjie level.

At this time, Zhang Mengran's voice changed, "But I can't go too far, you know the rules of the Liuying Sect." ”

"I know, don't worry, even without your help, I have the confidence to win the top ten. ”

"Alright, let's go inside!"

The outer layer of the competition is like a gourd, the entrance is quite narrow, and only five people can enter side by side, but inside, the space suddenly opens up, and ten small alleys of different sizes appear.

Three hundred and sixty-five people were divided into ten groups and chose different alleys to enter.

Whew!Whew!

In the alley Luo Yun chose, the walls and ground on both sides suddenly cracked, and a group of wooden guards and wooden swordsmen with wooden knives jumped out of it, and cut down five or six people like a whirlwind, and for a while, a miserable howl sounded one after another.

Dodging to avoid the attack of a wooden man swordsman, the refined sword on Ye Chen's waist was instantly unsheathed, cutting off the opponent's wooden knife, and then his body became short, and the person instantly pierced through.

"It's so dangerous, fortunately I didn't crowd in the crowd, otherwise I wouldn't even have room to dodge. ”

All the way forward, there were fewer and fewer people, and there were only about twenty people left from the original thirty or forty people, and five small alleys appeared again in front of them, and four or five people chose the same small alley to continue their progress.

On the other side, Zhang Mengran's feet flashed, his clothes fluttered, all the wooden guards and wooden swordsmen could not lock his figure, and occasionally three or four wooden people stopped in front of him, and he also flew out with a random palm, as if devastated.

The space changed from open to narrow, Zhang Mengran stopped, and said secretly: The front is the place with the most wooden people, and when everyone comes, I can secretly make a stumbling block and make others shrink back, in this way, my cousin will win the third place.

Swish!

The first to arrive was Wu Zaoming, who was only a moment slower than Zhang Mengran.

Wu Zaoming glanced at Zhang Mengran with some doubts, Wu Zaoming didn't know what the other party had in mind, didn't he say that he wanted to win the first place? Could it be that he was waiting for himself on purpose, it was really unreasonable, this person was too arrogant!

Wu Zaoming didn't want to deal with Zhang Mengran, and was about to pass from now on.

"Slow down for me!" Zhang Mengran turned sideways to stop the other party.

Wu Zaoming said with a gloomy face: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Mengran said indifferently: "There is no other meaning, don't you think it is more fun to have more people?"

"It doesn't matter to me if it's fun or not, get out of the way. ”

"I'm sorry, I can't say yes to this request. ”

"Look for death. Wu Zaoming was furious, his body that had slowed down suddenly accelerated, and the surface of his right fist was red, and he slammed into the opponent with a boundless heat wave.

Human-level high-level martial arts - Taishen Fist!

Zhang Mengran smiled and also greeted him with a punch.

Boom!

When the two fists touched, the surrounding walls and ground seemed to shake, and strong winds radiated in all directions.

Wu Zaoming only felt that his arm was numb, and there was a triple strength coming from the opponent's fist, and his body was immediately unstable, and he took three steps back, and exclaimed: "Flowing Eagle Three Butterfly Strength!"

Liuying Sandi Jin is the signature martial art of Liuying Sect, although it is only a human-level high-level martial art, but many inner disciples are cultivating and are reluctant to give up, the main reason is that this martial art has a characteristic, the higher the strength, the greater the triple strength, and it will hardly fall behind.

Zhang Mengran shook his hand to extinguish the spark on his fist, his face was slightly surprised, "It seems that I underestimated you, the Taishen Fist actually breeds fire." ”

"Each other, each other. Wu Zaoming didn't dare to underestimate the other party, the internal qi in his whole body was urged to the limit, hidden but not revealed, and only waited for a thunderous blow at the critical moment.

The surprise on his face dissipated, and Zhang Mengran laughed: "What are each other, please don't make a mistake, I only used seven points of strength just now." ”

Zhang Mengran is qualified to be arrogant, only thirteen years old, he not only cultivated his internal qi to the peak of Huang Jie's later stage, Feiyan Gong almost reached the fifth level of the highest realm, and martial arts such as Liuying Sandi Jin have also been practiced to the Dacheng realm, he has no shortcomings, he is confident that even if he meets a martial artist who has just been promoted to Xuanjie, he can compete with one or two, let alone a Wu Zaoming.

Wu Zaoming didn't say anything to refute, because he knew that any words were useless, and the only thing that could really be valued was strength.

Disheveled!

Sparks erupted from the red fist, more and more sparks, and finally formed a faint flame, and the fist wrapped in flames was as hard and hot as a red-hot soldering iron.

Wu Zaoming sneered: "Isn't it only that you haven't played your best?"

"Interesting, interesting?"

Zhang Mengran was stunned for a moment, a trace of anger burst out in his eyes, the other party's hidden strength again and again made him feel underestimated, after all, he usually fought with people, who dared not to use all his strength, otherwise he would have been beaten by him and would not be able to find the north.

Fiercer battles are on the horizon.

At this moment, a figure flashed over, and seeing the two people facing each other, they slowed down vigilantly and leaned towards the other side of the passage