Luo Ji is a slightly obese young man with a somewhat ferocious facial features.
It is obvious at a glance that he is not suitable for his generation.
Chu He didn't bother to waste his energy on words.
He just went on the field and spoke with his fists.
He would know who was stronger and who was weaker.
At this moment, in the Caiyun Terrace to the east, the Patriarch Qingling stood up, and after a few simple opening remarks, he announced the start of the sect's exam.
Although his voice was not loud, it was as heavy as thunder, rolling back and forth.
Everyone felt that it was clearly audible, and their eardrums felt a little painful.
As the Patriarch came out, the stewards from each station loudly shouted out the name of the first match.
In the No. 9 arena where Chu He was located, the first competition was between the disciples of the Qingmu Hall and the disciples of the Spiritual Planting Department.
Both of them were at the lower level of the Xiantian Realm.
The two men bowed to each other and then began to fight.
What surprised Chu He was that the two of them were courteous and courteous when they saluted, but once they got in touch, their moves were brutal and heavy-handed, without any mercy. , Chu Hezhuan immediately thought of the original purpose of the sect's exam and felt relieved.
The temptation of being a direct disciple was so great.
No one wanted to miss this rare opportunity because of retention.
Otherwise, they would have to wait for the opportunity ten years later.
Now that the two of them were sparing no effort, it was a good time to experience various different techniques.
Chu He was busy concentrating so as not to miss anything.
Not only in Arena No. 9, Chu He was multitasking, and he also roughly kept track of the situation in Arena No. 10.
The disciple of Qingmu Hall practiced fire-based skills.
A fire-based flying sword was swung with blazing flames, which was extremely threatening.
From the chatter of others, Chu He learned that he was practicing the Bing Fire method: Bing Fire is so violent that it defeats frost and snow, and is the best at defeating Geng Metal.
The other disciple uses wood-based techniques.
His magical weapon is a green ring, and when released, it is a round of green light.
When combined with his wood-based techniques, they complement each other.
The fire-based skills are so powerful that they can be compared with the thunder-based skills.
The wood-type skills are not known for their offensive power.
What is strong about the wood-type skills is their gentleness and longevity.
Coupled with the principle that wood generates fire, although this disciple who practices wood method is no weaker than the disciple who practices fire method, his true energy is gradually used by the other party, and then waxes and wanes.
The rainbow light transformed by the flying sword It is gradually gaining momentum.
Therefore, in this battle, as time passed, the disciple of Qingmu Hall gained the upper hand.
However, even though the disciples of the Lingzhi Department saw that the situation was not good, they still struggled to hold on and refused to surrender.
It was not until the disciple of the Qingmu Hall made a cruel move and knocked him off the ring that the fight ended.
Except for this one, the battle in the next arena was an eye-opener for Chu He: a disciple of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Realm could actually defeat a disciple of the Xiantian Realm of Ling Zhi.
From what others said, this disciple came from the Punishment Hall.
Seeing that the punishment hall disciple was seriously injured, and the blood was flowing from the wound, he struggled to defeat the opponent whose cultivation level was far beyond his own.
Chu He couldn't help but be a little shocked.
Everyone onlookers were moved, and they all felt that there was a fierce and ferocious bloody aura hitting their faces: This man is so tough and tough.
Which sect in the world has a hundred disciples like this?
It should be able to stand proudly in the world and not be afraid of all kinds of difficulties.
It was rumored that the Xingtang's combat power was the best among the many branches in Qingling Mountain, and it was not for nothing.
Chu He felt a little more wary.
Because, after matching the data in the soul, his next opponent, Luo Ji, was also a disciple of the Punishment Hall.
In addition to upholding the sect's rules and carrying out punishments, the disciples of the execution hall usually also take on daily patrols and many battles within the sect.
It is the gathering place of the strongest combat power in Qingling Mountain.
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In addition, many Xingtang disciples are often sent to Qingling Town, and they are all fighting on the front line.
Whether he has fought against monks or monsters, with such training, he naturally has a lot of fighting experience, and his combat power is unmatched by ordinary disciples.
"Second scene, Chu He and Luo Ji."
The call of the deacon on the stage brought Chu He's mind back to his original position.
He was shocked and walked up quickly.
Na Luoji didn't even walk up the steps, he just flipped over and flew up, very frivolously.
His action made even the deacon on the stage frown when he saw it.
After exchanging distant salutes, the fight between the two began.
"Qiang" I saw Na Luoji open his mouth and a golden light shot out.
The distance of more than ten feet was suddenly reached, extremely fast.
"Pa" the ice mist rolled, Xu Changbingling accurately intercepted the path of the golden light, but was instantly shattered by the golden light.
Taking advantage of the slowness of the golden light, Chu He moved half a step away and escaped from the lock of the golden light.
The opponent attacked fiercely from the beginning, making it clear that they would use their innate true energy to bully them.
Moreover, the other party must be practicing gold-type magic formulas, and a flying sword is released in conjunction with it.
In terms of lethality alone, it is second to none at the same level.
If it weren't for the help of the cloak behind him, even if Chu He dodged the opponent's thunderous blow, he wouldn't be able to escape easily from the opponent's lock.
With the help of this cloak, Chuhe's decline in speed was reversed.
The Shadow Escape cloak on his shoulders was now in use and turned into a layer of flowing clear light.
The talisman light floated in it and distorted the light.
Chu He stretched out his hand to grab the cloak and turned around to cover it, and his whole person turned into a layer of shimmering light. , vaguely lost trace.
"Bang bang" thick smoke billowed from several places and filled the air.
The thick smoke talisman, which was originally a performance talisman that ordinary monks had never touched, turned into a talisman and enveloped the entire arena.
"Huh!"
Luo Ji temporarily lost his target, and also withdrew his flying sword and waited for the golden light above his head.
His spiritual consciousness was at its extreme at this time, and he could detect anything more than ten feet away.
After a while, he flipped his right wrist, and a talisman dripping with moisture appeared, and then he threw the falling rain talisman onto it.
When the talisman light reached a height of several feet, the talisman patterns spread like ripples, countless water vapors rolled into clouds, and a slight drizzle fell from the sky.
Chu He didn't know what the other party was doing, so he admired him in his heart: What a clever reaction, and he could use the Rain Talisman to break the Fog Talisman.
He was indeed a disciple of the Punishment Hall with rich combat experience.
Thoughts flashed past, and Chuhe had already released dozens of firebirds and icebirds.
Under the guidance of his mind, they all rushed towards Luo Ji.
When Chuhe released the firebirds and icebirds, Luo Ji also obtained Chuhe's position from the fluctuation of vitality.
When he saw the icebirds and firebirds created by the magic, he couldn't help snorting: "This again.
One move."
Regarding the mirage of Chu He's victory over Zhang Longao, Luo Ji had also seen it, but he didn't care about it: Zhang Longao could easily sweep away these magical objects in the past, but today he has cultivated to the top level of the Imperial Envoy with the Xiantian Realm.
The flying sword can break through with one strike and kill them all.
With the support of the metal Xiantian True Yuan, the power of the flying sword in Luo Ji's hand has almost reached the level of other intermediate Xiantian realm sword cultivators.
How could he not control this power by himself.
One sword can break through all kinds of magic, even if you are just a ninth-level Qi Refining Realm magician, you still dare to act like a chariot and see how I can knock you off the ring with one sword, and you will fall to the ground like a dog.
Luo Ji thought to himself, with a smile already showing on his lips. tdgt: