The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Zizhen fiercely, staring at the sword intent around him. The sword intent on his body had doubled just now?

It’s not that he has seen geniuses. On the contrary, he has seen a lot of talented people and has also seen a lot of geniuses become powerful people.

But he had never seen such a genius who could improve so many geniuses by comprehension of swords.

That's twice as much!

Taking a deep breath, the old man stabilized his body and must not lose face in front of so many people. He must maintain his demeanor as an elder of the Wanjian Sect.

At this moment, under the Wanxian Platform, a lot of monks who watched the fun exclaimed.

"Wow, did you see that monk? The sword intent suddenly increased. What happened just now?"

"I don't know, maybe I have some understanding. Otherwise, I'll have hidden my weaknesses before and doubled. I can't think of what kind of genius can do such a thing."

"The sword intent can actually be maintained within twenty feet. Even if this monk hides his weakness, his strength is extremely terrifying. The Wanxiantai has the effect of compressing the power of heaven and earth. It is already very good for ordinary monks to release a few feet."

"That's right, I have participated in the selection meeting of Wanjian Sect twice. It's really rare to compress the sword intent like this.

By the way, didn’t an inner disciple of Wanjian Sect come back two days ago? That was Cao Mu, the last genius, who became an inner disciple less than ten years after joining Wanjian Sect, and was just around the corner."

"Yes, I just remembered..."

At first, someone discussed Ye Zi's true talent, but later he gradually turned to Cao Mu. Speaking of Cao Mu, he was a big star in Lingxiao City.

Not only did he enter the Wanjian Sect as a pride of heaven ten years ago, he was also the son of the Cao family in Lingxiao City. In recent years, he has been doing well outside, and news about him has been constantly coming.

In short, it’s right to be very strong, Ye Zi really can’t compete with him at all.

It is said that Cao Mu is extremely crazy in his cultivation. Since he entered the Wanjian Sect, he has never returned to Lingxiao City. If he hadn't had a mission, he wouldn't have come back this time.

Ye Zi really doesn't know who is discussing below, and even if he knows, he will sneer. He never cares about what others think of him.

He is just himself, not the Ye Zizhen mentioned by others, and he will not be dissatisfied with these words.

Time passed, and he was still immersed in the old man's sword intent. For him, the old man's sword intent was too powerful.

With his current strength and level, he can't catch up with him in a short time, and it is also a rare opportunity for him to understand the old man's sword intent.

Although Ye Zi's sword intent has not increased sharply, his sword intent is still growing slowly, which is difficult for ordinary people to detect, but the old man can catch a trace.

The old man's spiritual consciousness is attached to the tester, and he can roughly understand the changes in their sword intent. Who has a higher understanding can tell by just a glance.

"As it true that young man is the most powerful? This is a real genius!" The old man stared at Ye Zizhen and murmured.

Among all the testers, Ye Zi really has the strongest sword intent, and a domineering aura vaguely penetrates the inside.

This kind of sword intent is the most rare, and it instantly doubles when comprehending his sword intent, but this is not something that ordinary people can do.

The most important thing is that his sword intent is still growing slowly, and the growth rate is not slow.

If his sword intent surged before was cheating, it wouldn't be true. He could only be defeated by the amazing growth rate behind him.

He even wanted to take Ye Zizhen as his disciple, but in the end he shook his head. Although his sword intent was also very powerful, it was still a little worse than Ye Zizhen's sword intent. Forcibly taking Ye Zizhen as his disciple was not beneficial to Ye Zizhen.

After a moment, the old man felt that the time was almost over, so he took back the sword intent and shouted loudly:

"The second round of tests is over, and those who fail are eliminated."

After saying that, more than half of the monks on the Wanxiantai were sent out directly by the old man with his spiritual power.

There are only two thousand monks left on the stage.

The old man's voice rang again.

"The third round of test will be started later. After the test is over, the test in Lingxiao City will be over. In addition, there are the last two rounds of tests that need to be conducted in Wuya Valley.

Only by passing the last two rounds of tests can you become a disciple of my Wanjian Sect.”,

As soon as the old man finished speaking, many people on Wanxiantai showed surprised expressions.

"No, this is not the case when I saw the notice I saw two days ago."

"Isn't there only three rounds of tests? How come there are five rounds?"

Ye Zizhen also frowned slightly, and he did not expect this situation to happen suddenly.

"Ahem."

The old man looked up and his eyes flashed, and he looked at the people on the stage and said:

"What? Do you have any opinions? This was temporarily added by Wanjian Sect to eliminate the real waste.

At this moment, demonic troubles are everywhere outside. The purpose of our Wanjian Sect recruiting disciples is to jointly resist the demonic troubles, rather than raising you waste."

The old man spoke not loudly, but was full of unquestionable momentum, as if, in the next moment, they would have a long sword against their chests, full of murderous aura.

Wanxiantai is silent and no one dares to speak anymore.

The old man looked at the people who were talking just now and said:

"Don't say that I, Wanjian Sect, are not merciful. If you don't want to go to Wuya Valley, I won't stop you. Just leave by yourself!"

Someone showed a strange look on his face, and the next moment he was sent down by a ball of spiritual energy. The old man continued:

"I don't really like indecisive people."

Someone said at this time:

"Elder, we have no objection!"

The old man snorted coldly and said:

"This is almost the same. Now humans are forced to curl up in the twelve cities. Although no monsters have attacked us in the past hundred years, you must know that it is not that the monsters are ruthless and want to let us go.

But we are too powerful, and the monsters can't do anything to us for a moment.

But if everyone is like you, not practicing and becoming stronger, sooner or later, we humans will perish.

On the battlefield, no one will tell you what will happen in the future, so you must learn to deal with it calmly. This is also the principle of our Wanjian Sect. Do you understand it?”

At this time, all the monks on Wanxiantai understood the old man's painstaking efforts and replied:

"clear."

Ye Zizhen also nodded. Although he did not agree with the old man's approach, his spirit was not wrong.

No one can predict what will happen later, so what we need to do more is not to complain, but to deal with it calmly.

At the same time, his vigilance towards humans in this world towards monsters no longer underestimates the humans on this continent.

Although it is easier for the monks here to form pills, they may not be weak in actual combat, because they are facing monsters, quite powerful monsters.

Ye Zizhen respected the old man in awe.

In "The Secret of the Monster Continent", he learned that a large part of the failure of human beings came from the unknown sacrifices of many people.

It is this spirit that makes the monster feel scared.

Maybe this old man is such a person, and the murderous intent brewed by the old man himself is also extraordinary. It is very likely that it was born from the enemy of monsters.

The third round of tests began soon, and it was not easy for all the monks present to test the total of 2,000.

But in order to ensure the fairness of the battle, the old man directly used a simple and crude method to place monks from the same realm in the same place and fight with each other until the eighth one survived.

The third level of Ye Zi's realm of knotting, and the body tempering is comparable to the third level of the ordinary knotting, which is very common. He is very confident in this battle.

Just as he was about to jump onto the ring to compete with the people above, the old man stopped him.

"Hey, that boy, stand beside me and don't go up."

Ye Zizhen was shocked, what's going on?

Could it be that he was eliminated?

The old man smiled without a smile:

"Boy, you advanced directly, why are you still standing there! Come up!"

Ye Zizhen had some guesses in her heart, but she still walked to the old man and bowed:

"Thank you, elder."

This scene was seen by many people, especially all the monks on the Wanxiantai, who opened their mouths wide and didn't know what was going on. They were surprised that Ye Zi could really advance directly.

The old man glanced at them lightly and said with a hint of murderous aura:
Chapter completed!