Jun Wuchen raised the corners of his lips and patted her little head: "It's not like we were kept in the dark. If any unknowing warrior can pass the three rounds of assessments and win a spot, he will naturally learn the truth." On the other hand, if you can't even pass the test, even if you know the truth about the secret realm, it may not be a good thing for them.
Yun Luo wrinkled his nose: "It sounds simple, but how can it be so easy to do it?"
"Making progress in martial arts is not an easy task."
Jun Wuchen said calmly: "There are only so many opportunities. Whether you can seize them depends on your personal ability."
While the two were talking, suddenly, a cold and powerful aura enveloped them!
Just like a burst of frost falling from the sky in the twelfth lunar month of winter, freezing all the noise and enthusiasm.
In the open space that was bustling just now, everyone's bodies stiffened involuntarily, the chatter and noise disappeared at the same time, and everyone was as silent as a cicada.
On the sky not far away——
A huge and graceful snow phoenix appeared out of thin air, pulling the delicate snow jade frame and flying slowly towards it.
The wings of the phoenix fell, and the stream of light poured down like stars, accompanied by pieces of snow-colored feathers falling down one after another. Against the backdrop of the gorgeous and exquisite car body that was carved from ice and snow, it was like a fairy chariot falling from the sky.
Several maids in white with elegant skirts were flying on both sides of the carriage, with cold and aloof expressions, and postures like fairies coming to the dust.
The tens of thousands of warriors in the city were silent, their faces full of shock and amazement!
Under the pressure shrouded in the sky, almost everyone was unable to move. The warriors above the sixth level could still resist, but the warriors below the sixth level all had pale faces, and heavy cold sweat was flowing down continuously. p>
"Plop!"
Suddenly there was a muffled sound.
A warrior with only level 3 strength was the first to be unable to resist. His legs were pressed so hard that he fell to his knees, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of muffled sounds.
Many low-level warriors were frightened by this momentum and knelt on the ground.
There are also some warriors with strong personalities. Although they are not strong enough and are sweating from the pressure, they still grit their teeth and support themselves, refusing to kneel down and admit defeat.
The snow-feathered phoenix flew closer unhurriedly, hovering over the city wall and never landing.
That strong and cold coercive momentum has not restrained at all.
Yi Shuiyue didn't even show her face, she just sat in the carriage, separated by a hazy bead curtain, and coldly ordered: "Xueqing, you go."
"Yes, Young Palace Master."
Three maids in white came down gracefully, their snow-white soles stepped on the city wall, their hands folded on their abdomens, looking down at the city tower with coldness and arrogance.
In the carriage, Yi Shuiyue's cold eyes swept across the carriage and accurately captured Jun Wuchen and Yun Luo standing side by side on the city wall, her eyes flickering slightly.
Yi Shuiyue said nothing and slowly closed her eyes, seemingly indifferent to the next assessment.
The moment she closed her eyes, the cold and terrifying pressure in the air disappeared instantly.
Countless warriors under the city wall breathed a sigh of relief.
Some low-level warriors who refused to kneel down felt even more relaxed, as if a heavy mountain had been removed, and their bent backs finally stood upright again.
"Today's warrior assessment, the selection quota is 3,000 people. The one who captures the flag within one hour will win."
The maid in white named Xue Qing spoke first, and her cold voice spread in all directions.