The next day, the first day of September, the sky was clear, the wind was clear, and the weather was good for the competition!
"Now I announce that the Inner Disciple Selection Competition has begun!" Standing on the high platform, Li Qingyun looked down at the fifty participating disciples and announced loudly. There was no gesture in his voice, but in line with his tall and straight posture like a sharp sword, there was a wave of energy.
An invisible chill fell on my face.
Zhu Biao also felt a cold chill on his face, but he found that Li Qingyun's eyes did not fall on him for a second. This discovery did not make him feel any more relaxed, but the fire in his heart became even more intense. This is what the Li family is doing
He doesn’t take himself seriously at all, he looks down on himself at all——
The spacious campus of the Inner Sect is not comparable to the campus of the entry-level disciples. It has a radius of two to three hundred feet. It is not easy to sort out such a large piece of flat land on Qingyu Mountain, but it also marks the location of the Inner Sect disciples in Jiuqu.
The backbone of the sword sect.
Although Li Qingyun is a prominent elder who teaches martial arts, he has to be involved in the selection of inner disciples from beginning to end. However, this year's situation is special. His grandson Li Yixiao is among them. In order to avoid suspicion, the power of the competition has been completely transferred to the examination of martial arts.
Elders Meng Lixi and Li Qingyun were only acting as high-level representatives and showed up before the competition began.
Thirty-one fresh graduates, eleven junior class disciples, eight middle class disciples, Lei Wenhu, Yang Hao, Mu Xuehua, Yin Qiuyue, Zhu Biao, Qiao Jin, Gui Yusheng, Lu Lanfei, a total of fifty people.
Standing in front of the hanging pile array in the first level, one after another the flying ropes and the round and smooth wooden pillars are directly facing the human eye. This is a game often played by the inner disciples, but it is the first place for the entry-level disciples to participate in the competition.
pass.
Three hundred and sixty wooden pillars suspended in mid-air encircled the city according to different heights and directions, forming a large formation with a circumference of thirty feet. The steel wire ropes were densely woven like a spider web.
As soon as a person enters, hanging wooden pillars come from all directions like raindrops. The distance of thirty feet from head to toe has swallowed up the hopes of many beginner disciples from ancient times to the present.
Or directly break out of the formation. An entry-level disciple who can dodge and block such a dense attack of hanging stakes will have good internal skills, swordsmanship and even body skills, and will be able to advance to the next level.
Or stick to the incense stick in the formation, which is a quarter of an hour. If you can't break through the formation, just grit your teeth and persevere. If you stick to the incense stick, you will pass, otherwise you will be eliminated miserably.
Or you can cut off three wooden pillars directly, and you can pass the level this way. But it is not easy to cut off three wooden pillars in the array of wooden pillars like rain? Even a first-class expert may not be able to use the hanging piles made of oil-impregnated and polished oil-impregnated wooden pillars over a century ago.
Cut off with a sword hanging in the air. The disciples in the entry-level stage can only sharpen their skills little by little with a water grinder. But if you want to linger in the abbot for a long time and look at the fixed hanging stakes, it is better to break the formation directly and hold on to a stick of incense.
Come, I can't help but feel relaxed at all.
Zhu Biao looked pitifully at Qiao Jin, who was listed next to him. He had neither been transported nor encountered in the past month, and his strength was still at the bottom of the middle class. However, he was over 16 years old, and was thirty-sixth in the middle class.
One of the only three over-age disciples among the disciples, the other one is Gui Yusheng, and Lu Feilan had to come this year just to experience things.
In fact, Qiao Jin has not even reached the third level of skills necessary for inner sect disciples. Not to mention the hanging pile array, he is just here to join in the fun. Even if a miracle occurs and he enters the second level, it is for nothing. Like Zhu Biao at the beginning, there is no
A little bit of hope!
His qualifications are as mediocre as Zhu Biao's, and his daily practice is not as hard as Zhu Biao's. His strength has been at the bottom since he was in the junior class. The position of deputy squad leader is simply untouchable. If he is not an elder or a disciple of the Sword Sect, he may not be able to get in.
The gate of Jiuqu Sword Sect.
After today, over-age disciples like Zhu Biao, Gui Yusheng, and Qiao Jin, after being kicked out, those with stronger self-esteem will directly withdraw from the entry-level disciples, and survive until they are eighteen years old before being kicked out. It is so embarrassing.
!
"Bounce, jump, jump..." a series of zip ropes tightened. Then, "Whoosh, whoosh!" Three hundred and sixty lifting piles whizzed down, and flying ropes flashed back and forth over the formation that was already densely covered with spider webs.
The shaking is even more dazzling.
"Group 1, come on -" As the examination disciples shouted, the first row of ten disciples who had already taken their places quickly rushed into the formation.
Ten people formed a semicircle around the array, with one person every three feet apart. There were eye-catching red ropes on the ground. This seemed very wide, but don't forget that there is only one center of the circle. It is completely conceivable that when ten people entered
At the center of the array, two, three or even five or six more disciples collided with each other. What a chaotic scene it would be!
Less than twenty breaths later, the first disciple to be kicked out of this year's competition appeared. Zhu Biao could not see the situation inside the array, but could only vaguely see the flying shadows of the wooden stakes.
A black figure was hit by two wooden stakes at the front and back.
That was hundreds of kilograms of strength, and Zhu Biao felt a little pain in his heart after seeing it. The disciple fell to the ground without even humming. No one was there to take care of him immediately, since he was lying on the ground and hanging stakes anyway
Can't hit it.
The first person to be eliminated appeared, and the second place was not far away. After seven or eight breaths, the person who was recruited reappeared in the formation. However, this person was not the second person to be eliminated, because he was hit by the hanging stake.
It means that you must be eliminated, as long as you don't fall to the ground, as long as you can resist and withstand! This disciple is very tough, and he did not fall to the ground after being beaten. He chose to continue to persevere.
the second……
The third……
The time for a stick of fragrance was over, and three of the first ten people were wiped out, which was almost a third rate. The three eliminated disciples who were dragged out of the formation were all disgraced, and two of them still had blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
Of the seven people who passed, five broke out of the formation, and two disciples stayed in the formation for a quarter of an hour.
The second group of ten disciples immediately took their places, and this time among them were Kong Chi and Ge Gang, two great masters among the entry-level disciples.
The 'tragic experience' of the first group should have served as a warning. Together with the second group of disciples who were about to join the battle, and most of the remaining thirty disciples, all of them had solemn expressions on their faces. They could face it easily.
Yes, Wang Zhenjie, Li Yixiao, Jiang Yuke, Li Bingyan and four other people.
"They're all part of the same gang!" Zhu Biao cursed in his heart. Regardless of whether Wang Zhenjie accepted the promise or the threat, as long as he didn't come forward to suppress Jiang Yuke's authority, Zhu Biao straightforwardly compared him with Li
Yixiao and his gang were united. He himself had nothing to say to Li Xi, although the latter ignored him at all.
The stick of incense burned out again, and eight of the ten people in the second group passed by. Of course, the two masters Kong Chi and Ge Gang were among them. The increase in numbers made most of the remaining three disciples' nervous expressions less tense.
A little bit, especially in the fourth row of the middle class.
The first column passed seven, the second column passed eight, the third column passed nine, and the fourth column passed all levels...
When a person is nervous, his imagination will run wild!
"The third group is in place."
"superior--"
Wang Zhenjie is not among them. He is the last one in the graduating class, and he is lined up with the eight disciples in the middle class. The last disciple is naturally from the small class. Zhu Biao doesn't know much about him, but it is not unfair to be included in the Li family. Because the whole
In the small class, except for a few individuals such as Long Yan who still remain independent, the rest are all attached to Li Yixiao's surroundings...
