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Chapter IX Quota Contest

The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Inside the Tianwu Arena, there was a bustling crowd, and there were many Tianwu Academy disciples sitting on the surrounding trapezoidal steps.

In the very center of the Tianwu Arena is the Tianwu Arena, which is ten meters long, ten meters wide and one meter high.

A figure looked like a roc spreading its wings, passing dozens of meters, and landed on the Tianwu fighting platform in a stable posture. Looking around, it was radiating with brilliant light, as if it were real.

"I am Qin Mo, an elder of the Zhenwu Alliance." The old man put his hands behind his back and said in a loud, vigorous voice: "Today, I will preside over the competition for the Zhenwu Enlightenment Map quota. Now, please come forward for those who participate in the battle."

After the words fell, seven people walked out of each of the four university palaces.

Seven people, this is the maximum number limit after many discussions between the four university palaces, and we strive for excellence.

The limit on the number of other forces is also seven, with a maximum of seven, but those forces cannot make up to seven.

For example, in the Shangguan family, a declining royal family in the Kingdom Age, only one Shangguan Lianyi is qualified. However, there are very few opportunities to fight against geniuses, especially when assassins cannot be killed. Therefore, apart from Shangguan Lianyi, the Shangguan family has

In addition to the wings, there are three more people, making a total of four.

The same is true for other forces, three, four, five, and some even get up to seven.

A total of seventy-three.

Chen Zong found that there were several eyes falling on his face, very sharp and with undisguised hostility, coming from Tianwu Academy and Jublade Academy.

"Among you, some of you have reached the eighth level of Jin Jin Realm, some have reached the seventh level, and some have reached the sixth level or even the fifth level." Elder Qin Mo's eyes were sharp. He scanned them and saw through everyone's cultivation level. But when

When his eyes fell on Chen Zong, he revealed a hint of surprise that he could not see any cultivation.

"Are you at level 5 and level 6 of the Jinjin Realm the opponent of the level 7 and 8 of the Jinjin Realm?" Elder Qin Mo suddenly asked, causing many people's expressions to change.

"There are only five quotas this time, which means that 68 of you will not be able to get the quota. I am not sure who will get the quota in the end, but I am most certain who will not get the quota." Elder Qin Mo continued.

: "I know your plan. I want to use this opportunity to compete with geniuses and hone myself. Under normal circumstances, I should give you this opportunity, but I don't have that much time. I want to end the battle for quotas as soon as possible."

As soon as Elder Qin Mo's words came out, many people's expressions immediately changed. This was an attempt to eliminate them.

"However, this elder is not that unkind." Elder Qin Mo changed the topic: "Go up to the force measuring column."

Soon, someone lifted a force measuring column up.

"At the fifth and sixth levels of the Jinjin Realm, each person only has one chance to attack the force measuring column. If he can hit seventy points, he will be eligible to participate in the competition for quotas." Elder Qin Mo said.

Chen Zong carefully looked at the force measuring column. It had the same shape as the one he had seen before, and it also had a hundred scale. But from what Elder Qin Mo said, he could tell that this was different from the previous force measuring column.

"I'll come first." A martial artist at level 6 of the Strength Training Realm strode out and stood in front of the force-measuring column two meters apart, gathering momentum and concentrating, mobilizing all his internal energy.

"Tiger Roaring Wilderness!"

There was a loud roar, like a tiger roaring, followed by a punch, fierce and swift, a tiger's head appeared under the punch, he opened his mouth and let out an astonishing roar, and a strong wind struck.

The aura of the sixth level of Lianjin Realm filled the air.

With a bang, the force measuring column trembled slightly, and red shot straight up from the base. In the blink of an eye, it exceeded the sixty mark. It continued to go up, but stopped at the sixty-eighth mark, and was unable to go up anymore.

The man's face changed, and he was very unwilling.

"Ten scales represent one revolution, ten to twenty represent two revolutions. In this way, seventy scales represent seven revolutions." Chen Zong suddenly understood.

This means that one must have the attack power of Level 7 of the Jinjin Realm to be eligible to truly participate in the battle for quotas.

Thinking about it, the sixth level of Lianjin Realm belongs to the middle stage of Lianjin Realm, and the seventh level of Lianjin Realm belongs to the late stage. The gap between the two is obvious.

"I abstain." A fifth-level martial artist at the Jinjin Realm said.

My family knows their own affairs, and they can't hit the seventy mark even at the sixth level of the Jinjin Realm, let alone the fifth level of the Jinjin Realm.

There are seventy-three people who have reached the eighth level of the training realm. There are three in the Tianwu Academy, two each in the Giant Blade Academy, the Fierce Blood Academy and the True Sword Academy. There are nine in total. As for the training realm

There are twenty-two people in the seventh rank, and the remaining forty-two people are all in the fifth and sixth rank of Jinjin Realm, including Chen Zong.

"I'll do it." A person who was at level 5 of Jinjin Realm, probably with the idea of ​​trying his luck, strode towards the force-measuring column, gathered all his strength, and performed the ultimate move of martial arts.

One leg seemed to be able to break a boulder weighing 10,000 kilograms, and it hit the force-measuring column hard.

There was a bang, full of energy, and the force measuring column trembled, as if it was about to be broken.

The red color surged upwards, rushing directly past the fifty mark and heading straight for sixty. When it reached sixty-one, it trembled slightly and stopped.

The cultivation level of the fifth level of Lianjin Realm, but the attack power can reach the sixth level of Lianjin Realm, which is indeed very good, but there is still a clear gap between the level of 70 and 70, so he will be eliminated.

One after another came up for the test and unleashed their strongest attack, but the one with the best score almost reached the seventy mark. The difference was just one point, and he was destined to miss the competition for the quota.

"Palace Master, Chen Zong should be able to hit the seventy mark." One of the two elders of the True Sword Academy was a little worried.

The difference between the sixth and seventh revolutions is very obvious, and the difference between the sixty-nine and seventy scales is equally obvious.

"Don't worry." Master Huanyun said with a slight smile.

Master Huanyun knew very well how strong Chen Zong was in three months and was not worried at all.

However, whether Chen Zong can win the spot in the end, Huanyun Zhenren is not sure. After all, there are as many as nine ranks of the eighth rank of the Jinjin Realm. Each one is a genius, and their strength is not comparable to that of the ordinary eighth rank of the Jinjin Realm.

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But even if you don't get a spot in the end, you can still play against these geniuses and hone yourself.

Chen Zong didn't go up until the last one.

"It turns out that his cultivation level has not reached the seventh level of Jinjin Realm."

"I couldn't see through it, I thought it had reached level seven."

Many people were surprised when they saw Chen Zong walking towards the force measuring column.

Three meters away from the force measuring column, after standing still, Chen Zong stared with both eyes and unsheathed his sword. The light of the sword was like a meteor streaking across the sky, fleeting, like a bolt of lightning bursting out with dazzling light, or like thunder tearing through the void.

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"The peak of the sixth revolution!"

In an instant, Chen Zong's inner strength spread, making people aware of his cultivation level.

The unique move of thunder and light swordsmanship - lightning flashing through the air!

Red immediately rushed up from the base, blinked, and rushed past the sixty mark.

Sixty-one!

Sixty-two!

Sixty-three!

Soon, the red color rushed to the sixty-nine mark, approaching seventy.

The old god Huanyun Zhenren was there, while the two elders stared with wide eyes, a little nervous.

Lin Hao and Liu Ze, as well as Xuan Jianzi and You Jianzi, also stared at the scale on the force measuring column.

As if swimming against the current, like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate, the red color suddenly rushed to the seventy mark, swayed slightly up and down, and then stopped at the seventy mark for three seconds.

"Not bad." Elder Qin Mo nodded.

With a cultivation level at the peak of the sixth level of the Lianjin Realm, he can display the attack power of the seventh level of the Lianjin Realm, which is indeed good, even though he has just reached the threshold of the seventh level of the Lianjin Realm.

"I knew there was nothing wrong with Junior Brother Chen." Lin Hao said with a smile.

The peak of rank six is ​​still in the middle stage, and the early stage of rank seven is in the late stage. The difference between the two is still very obvious. Look at the warriors in front. They all have good talents, but no one can reach the attack power of rank seven.

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"What's your name?" Elder Qin Mo looked at Chen Zong and asked, very approachable.

"Chen Zong."

"I have heard your name." Elder Qin Mo said with a smile: "Congratulations on your qualification to participate in the Zhenwu Enlightenment Map quota competition."

"As for you, you can only be eliminated." Elder Qin Mo glanced at the many warriors at the fifth and sixth levels of Jinjin Realm and said unceremoniously: "And all thirty-two of you have a chance to get one of the five places."

Soon someone came up and carried away the force measuring column, and then brought up a black iron box.

"The next game is the promotion match. Thirty-two people will draw lots first, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4. The winner will advance to the next round, and the loser will be eliminated." Elder Qin Mo said in a neither high nor low tone: "

After two rounds of promotion rounds, it will be the final points round.”

"Come and draw lots."

As Elder Qin Mo finished speaking, everyone walked towards the black iron box, reached in from the circular opening at the top, and took out the number plate.

The number card Chen Zong got was number nine, and his opponent was number ten.

"You are at the peak of rank six cultivation, but you can have the attack power of rank seven. It is indeed very good, but unfortunately, you met me." Shangguan Lianyi looked at the number plate in his hand, and then saw the number in Chen Zong's hand.

After reading the number on the card, he immediately spoke.

"It's too early to say who will win or lose." Chen Zong smiled lightly.

"Haha." Shangguan Lianyi laughed, feeling that Chen Zong was overestimating his abilities.

"No. 1 and No. 2 are ready to fight, while the others retreat from the Tianwu Arena." Elder Qin Mo announced loudly, his body floating slightly and sliding back.

Number one is Xuan Jianzi from the True Sword Academy, and number two is a seventh-level disciple of the Strength Training Realm from the Fierce Blood Academy.

You can almost predict the outcome before taking action.

"You are no match for me." Xuan Jianzi said unhurriedly, his eyes wandering, not knowing where he was looking.

"Who knows." The disciple of Fierce Blood Academy grinned, and rushed out like the wind. He pulled out his scimitar with his backhand, and cut Xuan Jianzi from the side like a waning moon.

Unexpectedly, it was just a shadow. The real scimitar glowed with cold light and appeared behind Xuan Jianzi at an incredible angle, slicing across the back of his neck.

Xuan Jianzi remained motionless until the moment the scimitar approached, and then he swung the sword with the scabbard, easily resisting the cut of the scimitar. At the same time, he turned his wrist, and the long sword with the scabbard circled the blade, and the sword head hit the Liexue Academy disciple's chest directly.

, with a bang, he was directly pushed back a few meters, took one step forward, and followed him like a shadow. The second blow hit the same spot on the chest of the Blood Academy disciple again, causing blood to bleed from the corner of the opponent's mouth.

"I admit defeat." Only then did the disciples of Fierce Blood Academy realize that the gap between their own strength and that of the other party was too big, and there was no comparison at all.

"There is indeed some ability." Rank 8 of the training realm of Tianwu Academy's Giant Blade Academy and Fierce Blood Academy were slightly startled, and said secretly, listing Xuan Jianzi as a strong enemy.


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