There was a loud bang.
The Zhu family disciples who were sitting cross-legged in the quiet room were awakened from their practice, mistakenly thinking that they had arrived at the holy land of the human race. Unable to contain their joy, they pushed the door open and gathered together to discuss the matter.
Because of the national conditions, Zhu Dao and Zhu Shihan were isolated invisibly.
"Stop making noise. This is Quyan, not the holy land." Zhu Xiushi showed up with a cold face. In the absence of bad boys, the female tutor was majestic enough to intimidate the young people present.
As soon as he finished speaking, Master Bu Zi walked over quickly, whispering to Zhu Xiu Shi with a serious face.
"Is there such a thing?!"
Zhu Xiushi was horrified and asked everyone to wait where they were, saying that there was an important matter that needed to be dealt with first.
"Senior, what exactly happened? If it is just a trivial matter, we can take care of it." Zhu Dao asked with a frown.
"It's nothing. Qu Yan didn't recognize the Holy Land shuttle and thought we were intruders. It's just a misunderstanding. The envoy and I will come out to explain and will be back soon." Zhu Xiushi left in a hurry with Master Bu Zi.
Zhu Dao nodded and stopped asking questions, vaguely guessing something.
Unlike the other newbies present, he had been to the human holy land ten years ago and met several unlucky people who were expelled early, so he had some understanding of the assessment rules of the holy land.
Good thing!
Being expelled means you are incompetent, so you can't blame the examiner for being ruthless. Those who are capable are not afraid of the assessment and are eager to leave a good impression on the examiner before others.
Thinking of this, Zhu Dao patted Zhu Shihan on the shoulder and said, "There may be conflicts next. Quyan is a big country and the cultivators are quite powerful. Remember to go all out and don't let the other side underestimate us, Wu Zhou."
Zhu Shihan was dumbfounded. It was just a minor misunderstanding and could be solved with an explanation. Where did the conflict come from
Before he could open his mouth, wisps of mist were drawn into the shuttle, dividing the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, and bringing him to a portal in an instant.
The void is pure white, and it is difficult to distinguish up, down, left, and right.
Amidst the confusion, a face-covering figure in a black robe slowly stepped out.
The air condensed under his feet, and when he stepped on it, the sound was like thunder, and clusters of roars exploded.
His movement seemed slow, but in fact, each step he took covered a distance of several dozen feet. In a breath, he had arrived in front of Zhu Shihan.
The wind was blowing violently, suddenly raising a huge wall of wind.
"Senior, I am from the Wu Zhou clan. I passed through your country only to go to the holy land of the human race. You should ask clearly before you take action." Far away in a foreign land, Zhu Shihan did not want to cause a dispute, so he retreated while silently accumulating strength.
The black-robed figure remained unmoved. Every time Zhu Shihan took a step back, he took ten steps forward. His aura became more and more dignified. When he approached Zhu Shihan, his aura had already reached its peak.
boom!!!
The fist intent that was aroused by the movement condensed into substance, involving the surrounding space and merging into one, with a mighty and indomitable power.
"The Imperial Self-Sacrifice Seal."
Zhu Shihan shouted loudly, and the fist power that he had accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out.
The two fists collided in mid-air, and the surrounding space was compressed into rock. With a loud bang, a low thunder sound echoed endlessly in the portal of the formation.
The next second, the red flaming wings spread out, and the phantom of the Vermillion Bird rose into the sky, heading straight for where the black-robed figure was standing.
"good."
Nie Ziyi, who was in charge of the formation, nodded. Zhu Shihan's realm was a little low, but he had the fate of Suzaku and his future was limitless. If he was given time to realize his talent, it would not be a problem for him to become a master.
Just as he was thinking about it, Master Bu Zi walked through the door and came in with Zhu Xiu Shi.
The three female cultivators met each other. Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum each had its own merits. After a brief greeting, they turned their eyes to the areas of their respective interest.
The first one is Zhu Dao, who is extremely powerful. He can easily suppress the two black-robed puppets by fighting one against two.
Nie Ziyi intended to test his limit, so he waved his hand and added three more puppets.
In the picture, Zhu Dao has great talent in martial arts. He remains calm despite being surrounded by enemies. From the way he copes with the situation with ease, it is clear that he is far from using his full strength.
qualified.
Nie Ziyi took out a small notebook and drew a red circle.
“Huh?!”
Suddenly, a sense of the puppet being broken came to Nie Ziyi's mind, and he turned his head to look at the source. In his sight, Zhu Qilan's face was grim, and his palm turned into a knife and slowly fell down, with the background being the black-robed puppet being broken into pieces.
So fast!
Nie Ziyi was slightly surprised and felt that Wu Zhou had many highlights, and Zhu Qilan's strength might even be above Zhu Dao's.
If these three people can still perform like this, then Lu Bei, who has inherited the Immortal Sword Intent, won't...
Lu Bei: …
"Have you not eaten? You don't even have the energy to beat someone up, and you're trying to rob them!"
"Change people, you kid, don't you feel ashamed? It's not that this sect master looks down on you. If you were in the Tianjian Sect, you would forget about robbing people. You are only fit to plant trees and clear the way."
Nie Ziyi: …
What the hell
In the picture, Lu Bei was lying on his side in the air, supporting his head with one hand, in a rather seductive posture.
The black-robed puppet punched across the sky with a thunderous sound, as if millions of troops were leading weapons to fight, traveling thousands of miles, and wherever the troops passed, everything visible and invisible was reduced to ashes.
Bang!
A punch landed on Lu Bei's back, but the latter didn't move at all, and smiled a little, feeling a little itchy.
The black-robed puppet raised its foot sideways, black lines shook off the void, violent energy fluctuations spread along the cracks, and the world seemed to be collapsing.
boom!
A kick landed on Lu Bei's shoulder, and the latter turned over, indicating that this unique skill was not bad, just enough to relieve the itch, and continued on the other side.
So, the style of painting changed.
The black-robed puppet jumped up and down. Lu Bei yawned in the storm and sat cross-legged out of boredom.
He did not practice, but just looked into the distance with lifeless eyes.
In a daze.
Nie Ziyi was silent for a moment. If he remembered correctly, the puppet Lu Bei faced was the strongest one among all the black robes.
She waved her hand to disperse the water curtain in front of her, calmed herself down, and reopened the door where Lu Bei was.
Lu Bei: (', 3_ヽ)_
Lie down again.
It has been confirmed that the opening method is correct.
"Uncle-master, Sect Leader Lu is like this." Master Bu Zi transmitted the message silently. When Nie Ziyi first met Lu Bei, he felt a little uncomfortable at first, but he got used to it.
On the side, the tutor Zhu Xiushi finished his fun and turned to look at the other students. Except for Zhu Qilan, Zhu Dao and Zhu Shihan, the rest of the Zhu family disciples performed mediocrely. They could only be said to be qualified, but did not meet the excellent standards.
In this comparison, the disparity in the world becomes apparent.
Some people try their best but can barely survive;
Some people can easily reach heights that their peers can never reach in their entire lives while chatting and laughing;
Some people, when you tell them about the hardships of life, they will ask you to name a price and ask how much for a night.
boom!!!
The black-robed puppet threw a punch, hitting Lu Bei's face hard. After a few crisp crackling sounds, an arm broke at the elbow.
The puppet retreated violently, leaving behind broken pieces.
Lu Bei suddenly woke up, his confused vision refocused, and he asked overjoyed: "What's wrong, is it time for dinner?"
Nie Ziyi: “…”
The black-robed puppet was her proud masterpiece, sewn with the secret method of the human race's holy land and with the ancient text of Daxia as the core. The strongest one, in terms of physical strength alone, was enough to challenge a physical cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
result…
Every time she heard Lu Bei speak, she felt pain on her face.
When they met for the first time, the female examiner had a very bad impression of a certain contestant and wanted to draw a red cross on him/her on the spot.
In the picture, white mist rolled, and the black-robed puppet retreated with the broken arm. Nie Zixiong walked out with the steps of a dragon and a tiger, and stopped ten steps away from Lu Bei.
Tieta's body is strong and powerful. When he breathes, the sound of a rushing river is deafening. He is a powerful cultivator who has achieved great success in body training.
Lu Bei tilted his head, supported his knees and stood up, pretending to be dumbfounded and said: "Finally, a tough guy has come. As expected of the human race, Quyan, the great country. All the robbers are cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage."
"Qu Yan will not let Wu Zhou's shuttle pass without official documents. I dare to say that I would like to ask you to stay in Qu Yan for three to five months for my sake. Once the people above have figured out the situation, they will let you go." Nie Zixiong didn't know that Master Bu Zi had leaked the script, and he recited the lines as it was.
"Your face..."
Lu Bei hesitated for a moment and said, "You are quite generous, but I don't even know you. Why should I give you face?"
"Where is their face?" Nie Zixiong said sternly, raising his fists.
"You won't know until you try it."
Lu Bei grinned, raised his hands, clenched his ten fingers into fists, and with a flash of golden light, he slashed at Nie Zixiong with a sword.
A punch was thrown out, and the void was suddenly filled with terrifying fist marks.
The gate of the formation was crumbling, as if the whole sky was collapsing. Only the fist prints were madly devouring in all directions, and the mighty force enveloped everything.
So fast, is he really a swordsman
Nie Zixiong clearly remembered that the intelligence about Lu Bei stated that he had extremely strong physical skills. Not only was his speed extremely fast, which was difficult for ordinary people in the Tribulation Crossing Stage to perceive, but his strength was also extremely strong and terrifying.
The intelligence was correct, but the direct attack was too obvious!
Nie Zixiong raised his long arm and grabbed in the air. His ten fingers passed through the void and a black light flashed in his eyes. At this moment, time suddenly slowed down.
"Kid, it's almost useless. Let me teach you what boxing is!!"
Nie Zixiong shouted loudly and folded one arm under his abdomen.
Seeing that Lu Bei did not use the Immortal Sword Intent, but purely physical strength, he did not want to bully the weak, so he fought back with physical strength as well.
As a physical cultivator, he is extremely confident in his body.
The fist went straight out, and an extremely violent fist mark burst out in an instant. Under the pressure of the tremendous force, the void trembled and let out a wail of unbearable burden, and wisps of space cracks spread out.
Nie Ziyi, who was standing at the center of the formation, calmed his mind and increased his control to prevent the aftermath of the collision between the two from spreading and injuring innocent passers-by.
The two fists, one large and one small, collided in mid-air, crushing each other with overwhelming force, and the hurricane rolled up the robes, making a rustling sound. A tsunami-like air wave surged up from the place where the fists collided, covering the sky and rushing in all directions.
The void suddenly shattered, and darkness swept down.
After a brief stalemate, the excitement on Nie Zixiong's face froze. He took a few steps back silently with one hand behind his back.
Cold and shaking.
The sweat was cold and my hands were shaking all the time.
Because he had no feeling in his arm, he wasn't sure if his hand was broken.
Impossible, how could it be broken? A physical cultivator and a sword cultivator were arm wrestling, it should just be numb...
Yes, that's right, it will be fine after a while.
"Not bad!"
Lu Bei blew on his fist and said with satisfaction: "You are a real talent to be able to withstand 30% of my strength. Looking at this Holy Land Conference, there are only five people who are stronger than you. I am willing to call you a strong opponent."
"… "
Are you the examiner or am I the examiner