Today is the 24th day that Wang Yang has become an introductory disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and there are still six days left before the introductory assessment.

After so many days, in addition to his simulated and advanced spiritual power, three disciples have condensed spiritual power and stepped into the first level of Qi training.

The three are Ouyang Ji, Su Luoyue, and a young man named Gu Wei.

In the memory of the third simulation, the three of them were the first disciples to break through, so Wang Yang was not surprised.

As expected today, Wang Yang and Wei Zifeng met, and the other party excitedly told him that he had condensed spiritual power.

In the last simulation, Wei Zifeng gathered on this day.

"Congratulations! Junior Brother Wei!" Wang Yang said with a smile.

Wei Zifeng also laughed and then asked:

"Senior brother, how are you?"

The two of them communicated many times, and Wei Zifeng had some understanding of Wang Yang's level of martial arts. He was only higher than himself. As long as the spiritual roots were not too bad, he should have condensed spiritual power.

Wang Yang smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and a gray light flashed in his palm.

"I should have guessed it long ago!"

Wei Zifeng sighed sincerely.

Wang Yang not only condensed spiritual power, but also much thicker than him.

What he didn't know was that Wang Yang had already condensed his spiritual power before the first day. After more than ten days of cultivation, his cultivation level far surpassed him.

【Name: Wang Yang】

【Life life: 14/58 years old】

[Realm: Qi training level 1: 22/100]

[Technique: Proficient in Xuanyin Jue: 7/200]

【Skill: None】

【Super Power: None】

After reaching the skill level, the progress was much slower. After more than ten days, I only improved by seven points. The accumulation of spiritual power was quite fast, from three points to twenty-two points.

Due to the improvement of cultivation, Wang Yang's life span also increased, increasing by two years.

"It's not difficult for us to become formal disciples with our grades, but I just don't know how Junior Sister Lin is?"

"well!"

Speaking of Lin Xue, Wei Zifeng, who was originally happy, shook his head helplessly.

"She just felt angry and probably hopeless."

It takes seven or eight days to condense spiritual power from the birth of a person, and it is really not a big hope.

"It's okay, don't you still have time!"

Wang Yang comforted.

The two left their residence and walked towards the cafeteria while talking.

As for Zhang Xuan and the others, they rarely interacted with them because they were rejected because they invited them to attack other disciples the day before yesterday.

As the assessment time approaches, many disciples who feel hopeless have begun to become increasingly restless.

Since there is no open competition, we can only attack.

What's worse is that when the sect turns a blind eye to this situation, it has no intention of stopping it, which makes the conflict between disciples even more intense.

Yesterday, someone was attacked. Before the assessment was over, there was no hope of condensing spiritual power. After reporting it to the sect, there was no following.

At the entrance of the canteen, the two met Lin Xue. After asking, as Wang Yang expected, although she felt angry, she had no idea about gathering spiritual power.

In the simulated memory obtained by Wang Yang, Lin Xue did not condense his spiritual power until the end of the assessment. Finally, with the help of Wei Zifeng, he barely obtained a place for a registered disciple.

This time, even if Wang Yang spared no effort to guide him, it was unlikely that he would become a formal disciple. At most, he would be more relaxed when he became a registered disciple.

The competition for formal disciples is too fierce.

In the simulated memory, as the last day of the assessment approached, twenty disciples condensed their spiritual power.

It can be said that without condensing spiritual power, he does not even have the qualifications to compete for formal disciples.

"Among our female disciples, someone went crazy last night. A law enforcement disciple took her away early this morning."

Lin Xue's face was slightly pale and she said with a heart of Yu Ji.

The practice of exercises is not smooth sailing, especially the "Xuanyin Jue" they practiced, which absorbs the yin evil spirit energy. If you are not good, you may be retaliated by the evil spirit. If you are lucky, you will suffer some internal injuries, and if you are unfortunate, you may become a madman directly.

In Wang Yang's memory, there should be an example of going crazy because of his quick success and instant benefits. I didn't expect this time to be two days ahead of schedule.

"Be careful yourself. Although the quota of formal disciples is important, your life is even more important. Don't take too much risk!" Wang Yang reminded.

"I understand! Senior brother!"

Lin Xue nodded.

"Don't worry, Xiaoxue, even if you become a traitor disciple, I will not let you bully you!" Wei Zifeng said firmly.

"Um!"

Lin Xue's beautiful eyes were rippling with water in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she was obviously very touched.

I feed dog food early in the morning. Are you two finished?

Wang Yang complained in his heart.

After the meal, the three of them walked towards the Dharma Hall together. When they arrived at the place, they immediately felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Many people were whispering the crazy female disciple, while constantly looking at the people around them, guessing who had condensed his spiritual power and who might become his competitor.

"Brother Wang, what did you gain yesterday?"

Zhang Xuan greeted him with a rare smile, and Luo Feng and Luo Wen were still following him.

The three of them have a close relationship, and are not comparable to those of latecomers like Wang Yang.

"It's a little progress, but Junior Brother Wei has made even greater progress. He has condensed his spiritual power!"

Wang Yang said proudly.

"What?!!"

Zhang Xuan, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed his face and looked a little ugly.

Now every extra person gathers spiritual power, he will lose one less hope to become a formal disciple.

Not only Zhang Xuan, but also Luo Wen and Luo Feng around him, as well as those who heard around him, their faces changed and they were a little dark, and they obviously were in a bad mood.

"That's really gratifying! Senior Brother Wei will be successful in the future, so I need to take care of us junior brothers!"

Zhang Xuan's expression quickly returned to normal and he said enthusiastically.

Learning is endless, and those who achieve success are the first priority.

Wei Zifeng condenses spiritual power first and is stronger than him, so he is qualified to be his senior brother.

Of course, if the relationship is good, you don’t have to worry about these things, such as Wang Yang and Wei Zifeng.

"Senior Brother Zhang is out of here, so please call me Zifeng! I was just lucky to be one step ahead. I think Senior Brother Zhang should be able to gather spiritual power quickly!" Wei Zifeng responded with a smile.

"Then I will borrow the good words of Brother Zifeng. I originally thought that Brother Wang would gather his spiritual power first." Zhang Xuan said regretfully.

Wang Yang smiled and said confidently: "Brother Zhang has worried. I have felt a little lately. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to condense my spiritual power in the past two days!"

As soon as Wang Yang finished speaking, Zhang Xuan, who was originally smiling, his face froze again.

"That's really gratifying! Congratulations!"

Zhang Xuan forced out a smile, then quietly made a small gesture behind him. The disciples who were originally chatting around him had their eyes intersected and they all surrounded him.

"Senior Brother Wei, take care of me in the future!"

"Senior Brother Wei, you will become a master in the future, don't forget me!"

"I've long seen that Senior Brother Wang is not an ordinary person, and becoming a formal disciple is bound to be no problem!"

Everyone smiled happily and congratulated Wei Zifeng and Wang Yang repeatedly, but invisibly limited the three of them to a very small range.

"You're welcome! Everyone just need..."

Just as Wang Yang smiled and replied with a gift, a hand huddled in his cuff quietly reached towards his back, and the people around him turned a blind eye, but instead approached a little closer to cover their sight.

Just as the hand was about to approach, Wang Yang seemed to have eyes on his back, and suddenly turned around and kicked him like lightning.

Peng!

The figure who stretched out his hand was kicked backwards by Wang Yang.

"Brother Wang, what do you mean?"

The sudden change made everyone stunned on the spot, and Zhang Xuan asked with an ugly expression.

"What does it mean? Haha!"
To be continued...