"Okay, please give me some advice from the Immortal." So Mu Yangkong clasped his hands together, sat on the ground, spit out the scriptures, and attacked the examiner like a Frisbee.
The examiner Chengfeng Shangxian refused to dodge and allowed Mu Yangkong to attack him.
"Hmm, your attack method becomes stronger when it's strong and weak when it's weak. It's like a spring breeze, rising and venting, reaching everywhere. It's great. You can go down now." Immortal Chengfeng said after praising you.
"Thank you so much, God." After saying this, Mu Yangkong left the ring, his face neither sad nor happy, but always treating him with sincerity.
"Wow, that's so cool."
"Yes, very classy."
Everyone under the ring was talking a lot. It must be said that Mu Yangkong was cold and rigorous, and was such a genius. Many women were attracted to him. Even men found it difficult to feel disgusted with him.
"Next, Boxing Gate Thunderstorm."
Following the examiner's order, a tall and tough guy stepped onto the ring.
"Lei Bao, first tell me about your understanding of boxing and your current level of cultivation."
"Okay, my boxing power is 80,000 kilograms, which is the eighth level of boxing. In my opinion, my boxing is as heavy as a mountain and invincible. In the face of absolute power, everything is in vain."
"Well, then you try to attack me."
"Okay, then I'm not welcome." Lei Bao shouted, his fist expanded several times. Before the punch was struck, the wind of the fist was already coming, and even the air was rustled by the friction of this extremely powerful punch.
Chengfeng Shangxian still refused to dodge, closing his eyes and concentrating on feeling Lei Ba's punch.
"Well, that's right, it's direct and rough, and it's as clever as a fool. Okay, next one." Immortal Chengfeng finished feeling it, and with a wave of his hand, the wind of the fist disappeared. In this way, Immortal Chengfeng continued to test and assess again.
Several immortals.
"No. 14, Young Master of Swordsmanship." Following the examiner's order, a handsome sword-wielding man in white clothes flew onto the ring.
"Wow, it's Young Master Shaohong." There were screams from under the stage. Compared with the unsmiling and unkind Mu Yangkong from the Buddhist sect, Gong Shaohong from the swordsmanship sect is definitely the dream lover of most of the women present.
Of course, it is just the lover of my dreams. It is absolutely impossible to develop further, because although Mr. Shaohong looks suave and bohemian, he is very infatuated and has always liked someone for so many years. But it is
Because of his infatuation, it made him more popular.
"It seems that many people in the audience already know you, so there is no need for introduction. Let's talk about your field of swordsmanship and your current level." Chengfeng Shangxian felt the influence brought by Gong Shaohong's appearance.
Sensational, he spoke out.
"Sir, I am at the seventh level of Shaohong's swordsmanship. I believe that the sword's intention is like that of a human being. Only when the sword is with the human being and never leave it can we achieve the human-sword-likeness."
"A man's sword is the same. Haha, how difficult it is. Let's do this. You attack me first. It's best to use all your strength."
"Okay." Gong Shaohong smiled.
The way he drew his sword was extremely strange, and the next second, a white sword shadow soared, as fast as lightning, and struck the examiner with a sizzling sound.
"Wow, such a fast and powerful sword." Ximen Yu was greatly surprised. Wuyunfeng is really full of talents. Such a powerful character only appeared in the fourteenth place.
"The only martial arts in the world that can't be broken is fast. It's not bad. Your strength can be ranked in the top ten." Chengfeng Shangxian praised.
"Thank you, Immortal." Gong Shaohong said with a smile. After saying that, he left the ring and let the next person take the stage to be assessed by the examiner.
Just like that, it was Ximenyu's turn soon.
"Twenty-six, spiritual master Ximenyu." The examiner said.
"Meet the Immortal Master." Ximenyu said.
"Well, that's right. If I remember correctly, there have been disciples who have not had any spiritual skills for decades standing in this position. Please introduce yourself first. I believe there are many people here who are unfamiliar with you."
"Hello everyone, I'm Ximenyu. I'm currently in the middle stage of First Immortal and on the third level of spiritual magic." Ximenyu introduced himself.
"Impossible. In the middle stage of the First Immortal Stage, how can it be possible for someone who is only at the third level of spiritual magic to be in the top thirty?"
"That's right, this guy can't be up to some tricks."
"Even if you kill me, I won't believe it."
Everyone couldn't believe it when they heard Ximenyu's introduction, because the pre-ranked person ranked twenty-fifth was a master in the late stage of the Immortal, the seventh level of stick skills. How come Ximenyu was in the middle stage of the First Immortal, third in the spiritual arts?
level, it is impossible to say that the third level of spiritual magic can defeat the strong men of other sects who are six or seven levels above. This is simply a fantasy.
Just when Immortal Lengfeng was about to speak out to save the siege, an Immortal Master spoke up first.
"Haha, my uncle must be very curious too. Ximen Yu is a formation wizard who is rare to see in a century. I also wonder why he didn't report to Junior Brother Xia Yan and instead became a disciple of Junior Brother Leng Feng." Immortal Master Wu Ren
said.
"Yes, I only saw this guy after he came on stage. Isn't this Ximen Yu? By the way, he is the outstanding immortal who broke through my virtual formation in Izumo Peak. I didn't expect that he would enter Wuyun so quickly.
The top thirty of the peak." Immortal Master Xia Yan of the Formation Sect said regretfully, if only Ximen Yu was his disciple, then this time his Formation Sect could be as prestigious as Junior Brother Lengfeng.
"Oh, so Ximenyu is indeed outstanding enough. No wonder he has entered the top thirty with the help of the first immortal state." Chengfeng Shangxian agreed.
"Yes, if it weren't for Ximen Yu's realm being a little higher, Ximen Yu would already be in the Wuming Palace at this time." Senior Brother Wu Ren said.
"Well, Ximenyu, what level has your formation reached?" Chengfeng Shangxian asked.
"Uh... I don't know, disciple." Ximenyu replied.
"Okay, in that case, Xia Yan, it's up to you to evaluate Ximen Yu's formation level."
"Yes, uncle." Immortal Master Xia Yan responded.
After some exchanges and competitions with Ximen Yu, Immortal Master Xia Yan discovered that Ximen Yu's formation theory was extremely profound, some of which he had never heard of. After listening to Ximen Yu's explanation, he felt very ashamed. Fortunately, he was still famous in the vast immortal world.
Formation Immortal Master.
However, in order to avoid making others suspicious, Ximenyu still secretly let the water go. Otherwise, if he was too high-profile and sharp, if the news reached the ears of Emperor Jialuo, he would definitely strangle him in the cradle.
"I'm telling you, uncle, that through the disciple's test, Ximenyu's formation level has reached at least eight levels." Immortal Master Xia Yan said conservatively.
"Haha, there is no doubt about your talent. Ximenyu, please use your full strength to attack me and let me see how your formation is doing."
"Wait a minute, uncle, you don't know something. Ximen Yu is not only good at formations, he also makes his disciples feel inferior in spiritual arts. In just one month, he has reached the third level of spiritual arts. So,
He is also a rare genius of my spiritual arts in a hundred years." Master Lengfeng said hurriedly. He was afraid that if he didn't speak out, Ximen Yu would be regarded as a disciple of the formation method and would have nothing to do with his spiritual arts.