"This assessment trial is probably extremely difficult."
Xiao Li came to Chu Yue's side with a serious face and lowered his voice, "Wait and be careful. If there is any danger, I will accompany you."
Chu Yue half-squinted her beautiful clear eyes and smiled lightly.
"good."
It is a beautiful thing in life to have people fighting side by side.
Xue Cheng opened his fan and looked at Shen Qingfeng with a smile, "Old Shen, I will accompany you too."
Shen Qingfeng's face turned completely black, "No need, I am a disciple of Shenxuan and I will not participate in the assessment trial."
"Ah Yue, be careful in everything."
Shen Qingfeng looked at Chu Yue, raised his slender hands and straightened Chu Yue's clothes, "Brother, I'm always here."
Chu Yue had never called him brother, but he didn't mind.
After all, he has not fulfilled his brother's duties in the past five years.
"Um."
Chu Yue responded lightly.
In front of the top ten assessors, a light golden mist appeared on the ground.
Forty thousand disciples, filled with enthusiasm, gathered together and waited with great expectations for Deng Yun to announce the conditions for the college's assessment.
Deng Yun straightened her back and assumed the attitude of a deacon of the college. Her face was expressionless, not angry, and she glanced at the disciples with emotionless eyes.
When she was about to speak, she saw a commotion among the crowd.
Deng Yun frowned and went out with the examiners from the top ten colleges.
Several people walked up from behind the dense crowd of disciples, their aura comparable to that of ferocious beasts, extremely surly and arrogant!
Mr. Duan and the middle-aged man Mangpao's eyes lit up.
They saw Chu Yue stepping forward with her people, walking out of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, with the aura of kings and generals!
He had a horrifying aura, like a general who had been fighting for his whole life, and the people in the world changed their expressions upon hearing this.
Chu Yue walked forward carrying the huge bone-breaking ax, her eyes as cold as frost.
The dense crowd of disciples spread out involuntarily and retreated to both sides, leaving her with a glorious path covered with stars and moons!
Soon, Chu Yue came to the front, pinned the mini bone-breaking ax to her waist, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked at Deng Yun coldly.
All the disciples were stunned and terrified.
This girl...
More powerful than the examiner...
Duan Lao looked at the girl, but the more he looked at her, the more he liked her. He only regretted that he was not a sword master and could not steal her disciple!
"Miss Ye, everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis. I'm afraid there's something wrong with what you're doing."
Ling Wanling is fluttering in white clothes, has a fairy spirit, and is like a beautiful woman with ice-cold muscles and jade bones. Her whole body exudes the light of justice.
The disciples around her became more and more fond of her.
Especially the male disciples couldn't help but sigh: "When you marry, you should marry Princess Ling."
"Do you have a say here?"
Chu Yue smiled sweetly, raised her slender eyebrows, and looked playfully at the upright Ling Wanling.
"you--"
Ling Wanling gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know who I am?"
"You are just a hypocritical hypocrite. Do I still need to give you an award?"
Chu Yue sneered: "If you are not convinced, girl, we will have a life-and-death battle at the foot of Futu Mountain. If you don't dare, go back and don't come here to make yourself miserable."
A life and death battle...
Qin Qianqian's expression changed drastically.
That day in front of the Martial Palace, she was put in a position by Ye Chuyue just because of the life and death battle.
The other disciples looked horrified and just wanted to stay away from Chu Yue.
How ruthless must someone be who talks about life and death battles every day?
When Ling Wanling heard this, she was filled with anger but had nowhere to vent it.
Even if she had some ability, she was still quite afraid of Ye Chuyue.
Before coming to Futu Mountain, her father had given her many warnings to avoid his sharp attack. He also heard about the deeds of cutting Luozhou in half and beheading the king of Dongyang.
She didn't dare.
"Miss Ling, the assessment has begun."
Qin Qianqian came over to relieve the siege, gave Ling Wanling a step down, and brought Ling Wanling back to where she was.
Ling Wanling snorted coldly and raised her head to look at the top of the mountain, her eyes revealing the ambition she must win.
A farce ended.
Deng Yun looked deeply at Chu Yue, then looked at the tens of thousands of disciples, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said loudly: "Everyone, this Futu Mountain trial of the top ten colleges will be supervised by the chief examiner."
"The chief examiner is not a deacon from each major college, but chooses a young disciple listed in Shenxuan Xuanji's records, Luo Xingchen!"
Luo Xingchen is the ninety-ninth in the Xuanji Record. He is about twenty years old, has outstanding strength and is famous far and wide.
All the disciples exclaimed and made a great noise.
In the past, there has never been a phenomenon of young disciples serving as chief assessors!
As soon as Deng Yun finished speaking, the sound of the sky was heard.
Countless people looked up to the sky.
But I saw a red gold spiritual bird with blood-colored wings and its whole body burning with flames. It spread its wings and soared around the world.
His body covered the sky and the sun, and derived bursts of ancient energy.
On the back of the red-gold spirit bird, a man in a mysterious robe had his hands behind his back. He had a handsome face, and the way he raised his hands and feet gave him the aura of a noble prince.
Behind him was an old ancient bow.
The red gold spirit bird landed at the foot of Futu Mountain. Luo Xingchen stood on its back, looking down at the tens of thousands of disciples, and said solemnly: "Everyone, I am the chief examiner of this trial."
The disciples' eyes showed enthusiasm.
"I heard that the academy will allocate high-level spiritual beasts to the disciples who ascend to Xuanjilu."
"So this is the style of Xuanji's disciple..."
"I really want to become Xuanji's disciple."
"..."
Luo Xingchen paused and then said: "Now, let's start our assessment."
"All you need to do is climb to the top of the mountain and rank in order of climbing!!"
"Everyone, I wish you to ride the wind and waves and march forward singing high."
"please--"
Luo Xingchen is elegant and contented.
That calm and noble look makes people envious.
Accompanied by the deafening sound of bells and drums, tens of thousands of disciples rushed into Futu Mountain like crazy.
Everyone wants to reach the top of the mountain.
Luo Xingchen waved his hand, and a stream of light shot out from his sleeves and went straight to the sky.
But when I saw half of the sky, a huge light curtain appeared, reflecting every scene of Futu Mountain.
After Luo Xingchen dealt with all this, he couldn't help but look at someone.
Compared to the other disciples' fanaticism and impulsiveness, she seems to be very calm.
"Ye Chuyue..."
Luo Xingchen looked at the misdeeds monument standing at the foot of Futu Mountain. The name symbolizing shame was particularly eye-catching.
Chu Yue stood still, looking at them rushing towards Futu Mountain, with a faint smile on her lips.
And the many captured souls in her Shen Nong space started to become restless.
Not long after.
Countless disciples rushed towards Futu Mountain, making sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
"Ahhhh..."
"It's the ghost hunting formation that swallows Wu Gen. Help, save me..."
"It's over..."
"Miss Ling, help me..."
A young man was being swallowed by the ghost hunting array. He suddenly grabbed the skirt of Ling Wanling who was about to step in.
Ling Wanling turned pale with fright, and in a hurry, she kicked the young man in the face hard.