"Why do you want me to quit? Wu Zongge's selection this time is for all ordinary disciples of Qingyun Sect, including me, Qin Ming, of course!" Qin Ming stood on the high platform and faced the beautiful and arrogant female elder in front of him. But what he got for his persistence was the indifferent eyes of the female elder and the sparse laughter from the audience.
"Don't embarrass yourself, step back." The female elder reprimanded for the third time.
"I, Qin Ming, accept the first round of assessment! Elder Chu Hua, please?" Qin Ming didn't care about everyone's eyes, neither humble nor overbearing.
"I don't know what to do!" The female elder snorted coldly, and the majestic martial arts aura enveloped Qin Ming when she raised her hand, as if a huge boulder of a hundred catties fell from the sky and hit Qin Ming heavily.
Qin Ming snorted, resisted tenaciously, and stood motionless in the middle of the high platform. He glanced at the incense platform not far away, as long as he could hold on for half a stick of incense, he would be considered as having passed the first round of assessment, and then he would participate in the next challenge, contesting for the 30 places in Wu Zong Pavilion.
The female elder exerted force with a blank face, and the aura released was superimposed layer upon layer, and it rose to a gravity of three hundred catties after a while.
Qin Ming clenched his teeth and resisted tenaciously, still motionless.
At this moment, the sneering in the audience gradually turned into surprise, and he actually resisted
The female elder looked at Qin Ming indifferently, and the aura she released became stronger and stronger, as if boulders were continuously falling on Qin Ming.
Three hundred catties? Four hundred catties? Five hundred catties? six hundred catties...
Qin Ming stood firmly, carried it stubbornly, and stared straight at the elder in front of him, but when the weight of eight hundred catties enveloped his whole body, his body began to tremble, his eyes began to turn red, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.
"What is fate? This is your fate." The female elder looked contemptuously, ready to end the farce.
However…
"My life wheel is not for you to point fingers at." A bright red air flow vibrated from Qin Ming's body, blowing the dust and sand under his feet, his legs were trembling, and his body was also trembling. With the impact of the air flow, an electric arc suddenly Burst all over the body.
"Exposed spiritual power?" The audience was in an uproar, and countless boys and girls covered their mouths in surprise.
"The spiritual power is manifested, and the spirit is tempered into martial arts. He actually broke through the spirit quenching realm?"
"Thunder? Can his spiritual power be condensed into thunder?"
"Good boy, the talent is amazing!"
The elite disciples in the distance were all moved, their eyes were astonished, it was incredible! But looking at the stubborn Qin Ming in front of him, he still shook his head regretfully. What's the trouble? You know very well that you can't pass this test, and you shouldn't pass it to humiliate yourself. This is life, your life.
The boys and girls in the audience shook their heads secretly. Today's test is for the ordinary disciples of the whole sect to enter the Wuzong Pavilion. It is the treasure land of Qingyun Sect. There are a large number of martial arts on display. It is usually only open to elite disciples, but it will be opened to ordinary disciples every six months. It is a rare opportunity for them. Thousands of people are vying to go there inside.
Such a precious opportunity, everyone wants to fight for it, how could it be possible to give it to you, a sinner's son
Although you are excellent! You are better than most people!
But so what? You are the son of sinners, you are here to suffer, not to experience.
The female elder looked at Qin Ming, with regret in her eyes, and even colder: "I'm asking you for the last time, do you want to give up?"
"Impossible! I can pass the test if I can hold on to half a stick of incense! If I pass the test, I can enter the second stage." Qin Ming stubbornly carried the heavy pressure she released, and bright arcs ran wildly all over his body. He glanced at the incense platform in the middle of the ring, it's almost time, it's almost time.
However…
The female elder's raised right hand was suddenly clenched tightly, and a clearly visible wave of air burst out of her body, and the majestic coercion hit Qin Ming like a hill.
"Pfft!" Qin Ming bared blood from between his teeth, lay heavily on the ground, his face was flushed, and the blood in his body was churning.
"Fail!"
The female elder was condescending and announced Qin Ming's fate.
"You..." Qin Ming lay on the ground, panting violently.
According to the test rules, the elder who is the examiner needs to release her aura to suppress the challenger. Generally, it is enough to use about 20% of her aura, which is enough to check the challenger's potential and perseverance. The challenger only needs to persist for half a stick of incense and perform well. Passed, but in just a moment, she definitely released 70% to 80% of her aura.
Are you a strong man in the Earth Martial Realm, bullying a Spirit Martial Realm
Martial arts and Taoism are divided into Lingwu Realm, Xuanwu Realm, Earth Martial Realm, Holy Martial Realm, Tianwu Realm, Huangwu Realm, Immortal Martial Realm, etc. Before entering the Spiritual Martial Realm, you need to go through a long quenching process. , in order to formally condense the spirit body and advance to the Spirit Martial Realm.
Every realm is vastly different, with an insurmountable gap. For these children under the age of fifteen, it is already the limit to hold on to half a stick of incense in front of the 20% aura of the strong in the Earth Martial Realm, but the female elder attacked forcibly, making it clear that Qin Ming would not give Qin Ming any chance.
"Acknowledge your fate. You shouldn't snatch things that shouldn't belong to you, and you shouldn't come to places that shouldn't come. If you fail the first round, you won't have a chance in the second round of challenges. Go down, go back to your warehouse, and do it." Your servant." The female elder turned to walk away.
Suddenly there was an exclamation in the audience, Qin Mingteng jumped up, and slammed his tightly clenched right fist at the female elder: "Second round! Catch the fist!"
What is astonishing is that the electric arcs all over his body actually converged on his fists, shining a strong light, which is by no means something that newcomers to the Lingwu realm can do.
snort! The female elder suddenly turned around, brushed past Qin Ming, and hit Qin Ming's abdomen with her palm.
Qin Ming spurted blood and flew upside down, and landed directly under the high platform, tumbling three or five times before stopping.
"Could it be the second level of Lingwu?" Many people have judged Qin Ming's strength, and being able to condense spiritual power to this level is definitely not something that the first level can do. This kid is indeed a genius, and he has reached this level by his own exploration. At this moment, they are even thinking, if Qin Ming is not the son of a sinner, if he can be seriously cultivated by Qing Yunzong, how strong will he be? Unfortunately, the wrong mother was born.
Qin Ming struggled to stand up, spat out blood again, and was on the verge of falling. There was a burning pain in his abdominal cavity, like a fire was burning.
The surrounding crowd dispersed, and no one helped him forward, but a few perverse teenagers looked at Qin Ming with exaggerated expressions.
"Oh my god, the young city lord Qin Ming just performed a shit show for us? Come on, come on, everyone applaud, this performance is very good."
"Look at you, you dare to sneak attack the elders."
"Make you crazy! Make you proud! You deserve it!"
"Aren't you very proud? Aren't you awesome? Why can't you stand still now? Do you want me to help you?"
"Are you here to be a hostage? Obediently atone for your father and mother, and atone for the 200,000 people in Thunder Ancient City."
...
Qin Ming raised his head suddenly, his red eyes swept towards them.
Those disciples trembled in their hearts, shut up immediately, and even turned their eyes to the side. They usually fight with Qin Ming a lot, and most of the time they are beaten with bruises and swollen faces, and they have shadows in their hearts.
The female elder stepped off the testing platform and faced Qin Ming face to face. Her cold voice was like her cold face: "Go back to the warehouse and be your servant honestly. It is impossible for Qingyunzong to train you, and you should never come to participate in it again." any test."
Qin Ming slowed down for a while, patted the dust on his body, and grinned very freely, but the blood on his mouth was scary: "One day, I will win my rightful position in Qingyunzong, no more than you Low, let's wait and see."
The woman patted Qin Ming on the shoulder: "If you are really smart, you should recognize the reality and atone for your parents' sins."
Qin Ming shook off her hand and strode away. He looked very scary with blood on his mouth now, and the crowd got out of the way one after another, not daring to block the way, but within a few steps, a few noble boys and girls walked towards him.
The leader is a handsome but proud young man, his name is Zhao Lie, he has a high status in the group of ordinary disciples, and he is also a personal disciple appointed by the female elder just now. It's not because he is so good, but because he has a sister who is already the female elder's confidant and beloved disciple.
This year's Wuzong Pavilion election happens to be the female elder as the examiner, so Zhao Lie will definitely pass the test and enter Wuzong Pavilion.
"Isn't this our Young Master Qin Ming? Are you here to take the test?"
Standing in front of Qin Ming, Zhao Lie looked at him pretending to be concerned, but there was more sarcasm in his eyes. I have been beaten by Qin Ming many times before, but from today onwards, the fate of the two of them will finally change. I will enter the Wu Zong Pavilion, accept the powerful inheritance of martial arts, and become the elder's personal disciple. The future is limitless. what about you? Continue to be your servant in your warehouse.
Qin Ming didn't bother to answer, and walked forward.
Zhao Lie stretched out his hand to stop him: "Master Qin Ming, are you in a bad mood? Why am I in such a good mood..."
Qin Ming suddenly turned his head, raised his hand and was about to punch, his mouth full of blood looked particularly ferocious.
Zhao Lie's complexion changed slightly, and he took two steps back in panic under the eyes of everyone.
But Qin Ming just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his raised hand, and sneered contemptuously: "Personal disciple? Don't pee your pants in fear, get out of the way."
Seeing this scene, the female elder frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Lie's performance.
Of course Zhao Lie noticed her expression, his face was flushed, and he almost wanted to chase after her for a fight, but he was quietly stopped by the people around him. The test is important, thousands of people are watching, and he will deal with Qin Ming later.
Zhao Lie looked at Qin Ming's leaving back, feeling annoyed in his heart, now is the critical time when he was eager to express himself, and he was swept away. Hmph, Qin Ming, I will deal with you later.
Qin Ming left the testing ground and walked towards Qing Yunzong's warehouse.
There were people coming and going along the way, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect were chatting and laughing, relaxed and lively. It was common to see him staggering with blood on his mouth. Some people ignored him, some sympathized with him, and some shook their heads. There are still people who ridicule you from a distance, obediently be your servant, this is what you should do as a criminal, if you have to make trouble every now and then, it is a miracle that you can survive to this day with your personality.
I don't know how your father named you, Qin Ming? Hehe, this is life!