Wow!
In the huge square, hundreds of people started to set off a tide of spiritual power, making a slight sound when they touched the formation barrier, and then were drowned in the deafening shouts of killing.
"Die to me!!"
The ordinary face of the young man in black with a long sword on his back flashed with crazy murderous intent. Faced with several monks around him, he made no move to release the long sword on his back. He just used a pair of fists to blast out in all directions, and immediately there was The body of a weak casual cultivator was beaten to pieces and blood spilled out!
"Late stage of foundation building! So strong, he has become stronger again! We are no match, run away!!"
Everyone was frightened and fled outside the venue. As long as they passed through the formation barrier, they would be deemed to have automatically given up the selection, but at the same time, others were not allowed to take action against them, otherwise they would be sanctioned by the three law enforcement elders at the same time.
The crisis was over, and a strange flush flashed across the face of the young man in black. His eyes fell on the last monk whose body collapsed. With a cold smile on his lips, he flashed close and punched!
"help me!!"
The monk turned around and saw his fist expanding crazily in front of his eyes. He screamed, but received no help. His body was smashed to pieces with one punch, and only his head fell outside the field.
"why me… "
The light in the eyes of the head dimmed quickly, and the life disappeared. The monks watching the excitement immediately moved away, looking at the young man in black with fear in their eyes. When the young man in black returned to the scene and continued fighting, some people gradually whispered. talk.
"Who is he? He looks young, but he has a cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building. He can be a core disciple of any ordinary sect, but he is still a casual cultivator?!"
As soon as these words came out, someone immediately laughed, "You don't even know him, but he is Qi Chen!"
"What, he is Qi Chen! The casual cultivator who obtained the ancient sword secret treasure?"
Everyone immediately became excited. Some people had heard of Qi Chen's name, but had never seen him before. They didn't expect to see him today.
"The lucky boy actually sneaked into the late stage of foundation building after getting the secret treasure. It has become a trend. As long as he can come out of the Broken Spirit Secret Realm, he will definitely be favored by the twenty-five sects and reach the sky in one step!"
"The death rate in the Broken Soul Secret Realm is not low. Let's wait until he comes out of the Broken Spirit Secret Realm alive."
Some are envious, some are disdainful, but after today's selection war, the name Qi Chen will definitely spread throughout Wuyang City.
"Qi Chen... is a rare talent."
Wang Yu looked at the indifferent young men fighting in the field, then glanced at Fan Zisang, who was sitting silently beside him, and frowned slightly.
From pampering to disgust, sometimes there is no need to go too far, just an opportunity is enough.
She actually had to rely on an outsider, Yue Lin, to fight for Danxia Peak's face. When she thought of this, she felt as disgusted as eating a fly, and she felt even more disgusted with Fan Zisang.
At this time, Master Yishu suddenly laughed and said, "This young man is quite interesting."
Upon hearing this, Elder Qing immediately laughed and said, "Since he can gain the eyes of the real master, why not the real master accept him as his disciple? In the future..."
Before he finished speaking, the smile on Master Bing Shu's face suddenly disappeared, and his cold eyes stared at Elder Qing, "Whether I accept a disciple or not, what does it have to do with you?"
"I… "
Elder Qing immediately broke into a cold sweat, slapped himself twice, lowered his head and said: "I'm sorry, my dear! It's the old man
My husband is abrupt! "
Meng Zong's true disciples' expressions changed greatly when they saw this scene. One of them even wanted to stand up, but Elder Qing pinned him firmly on the chair, unable to get up and speak.
Seeing this scene, the smile on Master Bingshu's face returned, as if nothing had happened, and he continued: "When he comes out of the Broken Spirit Secret Realm, if he can meet the standards in my mind, it is not impossible to accept him as a disciple... .”
This time, Elder Qing nodded with an ugly expression, but no longer dared to echo.
"The real person in the medical book is indeed as moody as the rumors say..."
Wang Yu sat aside, feeling uneasy all over. She couldn't help but feel lucky that she had spoken out later than Elder Qing, otherwise she would be the one who was embarrassed now.
The battle is still going on in the field, but it has entered the final stage. The ground is clean. The bodies of the dead monks have been taken away and cleaned up, leaving only some blood stains. Other monks who escaped from inside are mixing in to watch the fun. The crowd was waiting for the results with a look of unwillingness.
The entire area is clearly divided into seven by Jingwei. Each of them is occupied by a casual cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, so as not to invade each other. The remaining small space is occupied by monks who have not yet reached the late stage of foundation building. In the melee.
Just after the last monk with a weak cultivation level was kicked out of the field, there were only twenty monks left in the entire field, and the formation immediately buzzed, reminding everyone to stop fighting.
"it's over?!"
Not long after the monks were puzzled, an extremely tall elder came to the field and said loudly: "The first round of selection battle is over, and the twenty people who are still in the field are the final winners of the first round. Now, report you Waiting for your name! I can arrange the selection tomorrow!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks watching the battle were immediately shocked.
"It's really over. There are more than 400 monks participating in the exhibition, and only 20 have been selected!"
"One in twenty is simply terrifying!"
Seeing the increasingly noisy scene, Elder Gao couldn't help but frown. He gathered his energy and shouted loudly: "Quiet, everyone!"
boom!
The sound rang in the ears like thunder, and some weaklings were immediately shaken out of their internal injuries, their ear holes bleeding, and they stepped back in shock.
"What a profound level of cultivation. This old man is at least at the peak of foundation building, and he just used the secret technique of sound power!"
"What kind of elder is this? His background is really profound..."
Many people secretly conveyed the message, but did not dare to discuss it loudly. At this time, among the monks in the field, a burly young man finally stood up and said: "My name is Su Yuan."
With him taking the lead, others immediately followed and named their names, which were recorded on the list by Elder Gao.
Soon it was the turn of the young man in black. His face was expressionless and he said coldly: "Qi Chen."
Sure enough, it's Qi Chen!
There was another commotion in the crowd, but it quickly subsided under the intimidation of the elders.
Elder Gao's eyes lingered on the exposed hilt of the sword behind his back for a moment, then he entered his name into the book and announced: "Today's selection of Broken Souls ends here. Tomorrow, you will wait for Chenshi to participate in the draw on time for the second round. Broken Soul Selection, remember?"
The twenty people participating in the battle responded one after another, and then left each other. The monks watching the excitement gradually dispersed, but they were looking forward to tomorrow's selection battle.
Any monk who has watched the Broken Soul Selection Battle knows that the first round is just an appetizer, and tomorrow’s second round will be
It's truly wonderful!
Lu You looked at the direction in which the young man in black was leaving, with a slightly meaningful smile on his face. The second round of tokens he gave Su Li was obtained from this boy. Unexpectedly, this boy still had the first round of tokens in his hand.
"Qi Chen, it seems interesting. Go back and tell the master..."
In his mind, Lu You turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly his steps stopped again. He glanced at the direction in which the three sects were leaving and frowned.
"It's strange... I always feel like something is wrong, but what exactly is wrong... I can't tell."
Seeing that everyone was gone, Lu You had to temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, return to the inn, and give the photo stone that he had prepared early to Su Li.
"Although the Picture Stone is not a particularly precious thing, it is rare in the Kyushu Region. It seems that in addition to the treasure house, you also have some wealth."
Su Li weighed the small white stone in her hand and smiled slightly.
Lu You scratched his head, his face a little feverish. He wanted to take the opportunity to show off and listen to the owner's praise. Unexpectedly, Su Li recognized the image stone at a glance.
"The master will take a look first, and the old slave will go down first."
Lu You said something, and hurriedly closed the door and left, looking like he was running away.
Su Li shook her head. Although she saw through Lu You's intention, she did not reveal it. After all, Lu You was so old and she had to save some face for him.
"The basic magic skills I mastered back then are almost sorted out. So, let me take a look at what deserves my attention in the first round of selection..."
As soon as she thought about it, her spiritual consciousness immediately penetrated into the shadow stone.
The principle of the so-called photo stone is similar to that of video recording. It can record everything the monk sees. The photo stone in Lu You's hand is only of low quality, but it is enough to record what happened in a whole day.
"Medical note...Qi Chen...inheritance of the ancient sword..."
The scenes of the day passed before his eyes, and Su Li gradually frowned, but his eyes did not fall on any of the casual cultivators participating in the battle. Instead, they focused on the face of the patient.
"Strange, why does this person give me a sense of familiarity..."
Su Li was deep in thought, tapping the edge of the image stone subconsciously with her knuckles. Unfortunately, the image stone could only record the image, but not the breath, otherwise she would still be able to make associations.
"But it doesn't matter, I can see this person tomorrow."
Putting aside his thoughts, Su Li put away the image stone and called Lu You in. After all, Lu You is also a ghost cultivator at the Golden Core stage. He must have his own understanding after watching it live. There is no harm in her hearing it.
After Lu You came in, he immediately mentioned Qi Chen's matter, then hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a slight solemnity: "Master, I was watching the battle there, and I always felt something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what it was. Later I came back and thought After thinking about it, it's possible that someone was spying secretly, but I couldn't find it, so I had an uncomfortable intuition."
"Um?!"
Su Li raised an eyebrow, "Can't you even notice it..."
"It may also be the old slave's illusion. Master, is there any possibility of your identity..."
Lu You said, with a trace of worry on his face. As an evildoer who was not tolerated by heaven and earth, he should not have appeared in such a messy situation, but he was destined to be unable to disobey Su Li's order.
"It doesn't matter!"
Su Li's eyes flashed and she said softly: "I think... I should know what it is."