After entering Fanghu Immortal Valley, there is a very strong air restriction. All the monks present are unable to fly in the air, and the True Lord Spirit Vulture who presided over the first round of assessment does not seem to intend to use the flying escape.
technique.
His pair of white wings were carried behind his back like human hands. With a slight step of his long legs, he advanced more than a hundred feet in the sand. His speed was simply beyond imagination.
"What a speed!"
Everyone present also reacted at this time, knowing that keeping up with this examiner was by no means an easy task.
"Hehe, if we simply compare our physical strength, our Hao family is not afraid of anyone!"
Among the three sons of the Hao family, Hao Lianyun's eyes flashed, and then he exerted force with his feet and kicked hard on the sand. He rushed forward like an arrow from a string.
With this person at the beginning, the other monks were not to be outdone. At this time, they all used their own methods. Some took out magic weapons to help, some used strange techniques, and some just used their feet to chase him on the vast sand.
"This first round of assessment is too weird. How can it be like a physical test in a secular martial arts school?" Ji Lai looked at the crowd leaving in a hurry and couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
He was not good at physical strength in the first place, so when he saw this kind of assessment rule, he was naturally a little dissatisfied.
"If I have this time to complain again, I'm afraid I will fall behind completely."
Liang Yan simply reminded him, and at the same time, the "Eight Parts of Evolution" technique in his body began to circulate, and the Buddhist spiritual power penetrated his whole body. The next moment, he took big steps forward and chased after him.
"Brother Ji, Xiran also took the first step."
Li Xiran looked back at him, activated the "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Technique" in his body, and followed Liang Yan closely.
"Hey! You two don't know how to wait for me!"
Ji Lai murmured in his mouth, and took out two yellowed talismans from his sleeves, seemingly reluctantly, and stuck them on his left and right legs respectively.
The next moment, this elegant man, who was originally a jade tree facing the wind, started running like a whirlwind with his legs, and he no longer had any grace at all...
In the blink of an eye, two hours have passed since the first round of assessment began.
The gray-white sand stretches as far as the eye can see, with lifeless sand and gravel everywhere.
In the vast expanse of sand, there was a group of figures moving quickly.
The leader was the strangest one. He had the head of a human and the body of a bird, and his legs were extremely long. He was running at the front of the crowd, keeping a long distance from the other monks.
The weirdest thing is that his pace is obviously not fast, but as long as his legs take a step casually, the next moment the person is a hundred feet away. If someone looks down from high altitude at this time, they will find that this person is like a beating white dot.
, flashing continuously in the vast sandy land.
Behind him, there were a total of seventy-seven monks in the Golden Core realm closely following him. Except for a very few of these people who were in the middle stage of the Golden Core, most of the other monks had already reached the late stage of the Golden Core.
They each used their magical powers to catch up with the strange man in front of them with the head of a human and the body of a bird. However, it seemed that they were unable to do so. Instead of shortening the distance between them, they were pushed further and further away.
Now, in the eyes of all the monks, the examiner's back has become smaller and smaller, and in the vast sand, almost only an afterimage can be seen.
"What kind of monster is this person? How come his speed increases instead of slowing down when he gets here?" Among the crowd, a female cultivator wearing a Confucian robe whispered.
The woman's face was a little pale, and big beads of sweat came from the corners of her forehead, and she looked like she was about to lose her strength.
In fact, not only her, but also many monks here have reached their limit at this moment.
Everyone present is a person who has cultivated the golden elixir. Logically speaking, even if they run to the end of the world, they will not feel tired at all, but it is different here.
This sand contains a kind of suppressive force from the avenue, and the deeper into the desert, the stronger this suppressive force becomes.
At the beginning, although everyone lagged behind the True Lord Lingjiu, they ran effortlessly and no one felt that they would be unable to keep up.
However, as the journey progressed, the pressure of the avenue in the desert became stronger and stronger. Almost all of these candidates used their magical powers to resist this pressure. The speed also slowed down unknowingly.
At this moment, everyone seems to be carrying an invisible hill on their backs. Every step forward seems to be competing with the great road of heaven and earth!
"I...I can't stand it anymore..."
Among the crowd, one candidate finally couldn't hold on any longer. His running pace gradually slowed down, and he soon fell down from the large group. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as everyone disappeared from his sight.
After the first straggler was found, monks soon fell out of the crowd one after another.
Some of these people were disheartened, some were dejected, and some were filled with resentment and obvious unwillingness.
The monks who were able to sign up for the Wushuang City selection examination were all top disciples of various sects, and most of them had a sense of pride in their hearts. However, when they were eliminated in the first round of the test, you can imagine the pain and shame in their hearts.
At this moment, Liang Yan was holding his hands behind his back, taking long strides, and blending in with the rushing crowd with a calm look on his face.
The other candidates taking part in the competition, even the Hao family, who are good at physical fitness, were all panting and sweating profusely at this moment, looking very embarrassed.
But Liang Yan didn't feel anything at all.
Although the pressure of the great avenue in the desert is strong, he has practiced the "Eight Parts of Evolution" mental method for a long time, and his physical strength is far beyond the same level, so naturally he will not feel any discomfort.
Especially at this moment, the Hunyuan Golden Elixir in his body is still running silently, converting all the other three spiritual powers in his body into Buddhist spiritual power to resist the huge pressure in the desert.
Although he didn't feel any pressure, Liang Yan didn't want to stand out too much. At this time, he took the initiative to slow down and placed himself at the end of the team.
He raised his eyes and looked forward, and saw that among the more than seventy people who were still here, there were some monks who, like him, were not affected by the pressure of the avenue.
Among these people were Cang Yueming, the "South China Sea Swordsman", Yu Feihong, the "Golden Lantern Arhat", Situ Kuangsheng, and Huangfu Qi, a casual cultivator of unknown origin.
"It seems that the candidates who came to take the assessment this time are indeed a bit difficult..."
Liang Yan was quite surprised. You must know that the pressure of the great road in the desert is not trivial. He is not afraid because he has the Buddhist body-refining magic skill and the Nine-turn Hunyuan Golden Pill.
But these people were not affected, which only showed that their true strength was even higher than the average peak of the Golden Core. Even if these people could surpass the level and compete with the monks in the early stage of Tongxuan, he would not be surprised at all.
Liang Yan looked at the backs of these people one by one from behind, then turned his head and looked at the other side of the team.
I saw that although Li Xiran was sweating profusely and her round cheeks were even a little pale, her aura was not chaotic. Compared with other monks who were lagging behind, it was still much better.
"The "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Technique" is really magical. This luck method alone is much better than others..."
Liang Yan thought to himself and turned his attention to Ji Lai next to him.
There is nothing wrong with this man's face, but his legs against the talisman seem to be not his own, and they are jumping very strangely at the moment...
Such a funny scene, if normal, would have made onlookers laugh, but at this time, most of the monks were unable to protect themselves, and naturally had no time to pay attention to others.
Liang Yan had a clear view of the situation of the two of them and knew that they would not fall behind for the time being, so he felt relieved and continued to follow the rear of the large army at a neither fast nor slow pace.
After running like this for another hour or so, the candidate walking at the front finally saw the edge of the sand.
At this point, the pressure of the avenue that was originally suppressing everyone finally dissipated. Many monks let out a sigh of relief in their hearts. Their clothes were already wet with sweat, as if they had just experienced a life-and-death battle.
After walking out of the desert, everyone discovered that there was a blue ocean in front of them. It was calm and looked very beautiful under the sunlight.
The True Lord Lingjiu was standing on the seaside with his hands behind his back. After hearing the footsteps of everyone, he didn't even look back. With just a tap of one foot, he had already stepped onto the sea.
He walked on the blue waves with his hands behind his back, as if walking on flat ground. In just a few breaths, he had already drifted away, and finally turned into a tiny white dot in everyone's sight.
"Follow me!"
Among the crowd, some were impatient. Seeing that the examiner had already walked far away, they were afraid that they would be left behind after all the hard work to get here, so they hurriedly followed him onto the sea.
One of the fastest ones is a man wearing a blue gown. This man is running his skills and stepping on the blue waves. He also wants to imitate the true king of the eagle and make a graceful journey on the sea.
guest.
However, after he stepped onto the sea, before he had gone far, the originally calm water suddenly became rough!
The wind was howling, the waves were rushing, and waves rose from the sea one after another, as if to drive away this uninvited guest.
At the same time, the seawater under the man's feet was also spinning rapidly, but in just a few breaths, a huge whirlpool with a radius of a hundred feet had already appeared.
"Look, what is that?"
Among the many monks watching on the shore, someone exclaimed.
Liang Yan looked in the direction the man pointed and saw some huge black figures vaguely visible in the whirlpool at the feet of the man in blue.
Although his consciousness is blocked, he can still feel the terrifying aura of these black shadows.
"There seems to be something under the sea water..." Someone expressed his guess.
"Yes, these things are not simple. I don't know if Wei Gonghuai can control them?"
"It should be no problem... Wei Gonghuai is the chief disciple of Canglang Sect. He has already mastered the "Water Control Technique" to perfection. How can he still cope with these mere waves?"
Several people on the shore had different opinions, but there were rough waves on the sea.
Facing the rising tide, Wei Gonghuai's face was solemn, and his hands were hurriedly pinching together.
A blue water droplet appeared above his head, projecting a faint blue light downwards, protecting Wei Gonghuai's entire body inside.
boom!
He had just finished casting the spell when a wave came over his head, directly hitting his body-protecting spiritual light.
Wei Gonghuai felt a powerful force coming from all directions, tearing him apart, as if he was being held by an invisible giant hand, and he didn't have the slightest strength to resist!
He was horrified and hurriedly activated the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, trying to rush out of this wave.
However, the power in that wave was too fierce. In just the blink of an eye, Wei Gonghuai's body-protecting aura was completely shattered, and then the power rushed towards his body again.
Wei Gonghuai felt a sweetness in his throat and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His whole body fell into the whirlpool like a kite with its string cut off.
Rumble!
As if feeling the smell of blood, the moment Wei Gonghuai fell into the whirlpool on the sea surface, the black shadow in the whirlpool suddenly stretched out dozens of huge tentacles, and soon wrapped around the injured Wei Gonghuai.
After these tentacles trap the target, a foul-smelling black gas will emit from the top of the tentacles, gather into a black cloud in mid-air, and cover the opponent's head.
"not good!"
Feeling the terrifying power in the black cloud, Wei Gonghuai's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he flipped the palm of his right hand and a square token appeared in the palm of his hand.
In the middle of the token was written the three characters "Wei Gonghuai", and there was a number under the name, which was "Nine Shiqi".
Liang Yan was no stranger to this thing. He also had one of his own, and it was the candidate's token for taking part in the assessment this time.
There was still a trace of hesitation in Wei Gonghuai's eyes, but when he saw the strange black clouds getting closer and closer, he still gritted his teeth and crushed the token.
"boom!"
As the token shattered, a white light flew out from it and instantly enveloped Wei Gong in it. Everyone on the shore felt a strong spatial fluctuation coming from the sea.
The next moment, the white light gradually dissipated, and Wei Gonghuai's figure also disappeared without a trace.
The black tentacles in the vortex danced wildly in mid-air like headless flies. After a while, they seemed to know that the prey in their mouths had escaped, and they could only retract reluctantly and return to the water again.
At this moment, everyone had just come back to their senses. Many people's eyelids twitched, obviously they were still frightened by the scene just now.
Wei Gonghuai, the chief disciple of the Canglang Sect, originally practiced the water-based skill "Water Control Technique", but he couldn't stop such a seemingly ordinary wave!
And the black shadow under the whirlpool contains a heart-stopping power, which is definitely not something easy to deal with.
Although Wei Gonghuai managed to escape in the end, everyone present knew very well that since he crushed the candidate's token, he had given up on this assessment.
The monks who were chasing Wei Gonghuai onto the sea now all twitched their lips and retreated back to the shore. For a while, no one dared to step forward anymore...