Countless disciples exited the venue after awakening from the illusion of inner demons in the magic mirror, but in the end, only four disciples remained on the stage: Song Xinghe and Qin Zimo from Shenji Taoist Academy, and Baili Yangqiu from Xuanguang Taoist Academy.
And Su Xing from Yuyang Taoist Temple.
The elders of Shenji Taoist Temple couldn't help but feel a little surprised after seeing that Qin Zimo was among the disciples who persisted to the end.
Although Qin Zimo is one of the geniuses carefully cultivated by their Taoist Academy, his combat prowess is not even among the top five in the Shenji Taoist Academy. He did not expect that he could persist in the state of mind assessment for so long.
"Zimo is a quiet child by nature. He is usually taciturn. I didn't expect that he could persist with Song Xinghe until the end." An elder in red robe looked at Qin Zimo's figure and nodded with satisfaction.
However, just as the other person next to him was about to respond to him, their expressions suddenly froze, and they saw Qin Zimo standing on the ring suddenly falling to the ground.
"Alas," the others sighed, "one year has passed, and our Taoist Academy can still only count on one person, Xinghe. I really don't know whether we have made progress or regressed over the years."
After saying this, both of them looked melancholy.
On the ring, Qin Zimo quickly woke up from his coma.
He looked around expressionlessly, but his eyes suddenly stopped when he saw the standing Su Xing. After staring at Su Xing for a while with his deep eyes, he stood up, patted his clothes, and walked towards the ring.
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fourth.
On the way to the audience, he silently muttered his ranking in his heart.
Among the twenty-five people who finally entered the final selection, except for the three who are still standing in the ring, no one can be said to have performed better than him. He seems to have already grasped one of the three main peaks in his hands.
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However, even so, Qin Zimo still felt a little unwilling in his heart.
Although he and Su Xing didn't have much interaction, his younger brother had been humiliated by the other party. He originally wanted to take the opportunity of this college examination to teach the other party a good lesson, but he didn't expect...
But he didn't expect that after several rounds of assessments, he couldn't even compare to his opponent in one project.
But this does not prevent Qin Zimo from wanting to avenge his brother.
Under the ring, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Su Xing.
After entering the three main peaks, there will be plenty of opportunities to teach him a lesson.
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"Eighty breaths." On the stage, Lu Sheng's expression gradually became serious.
As the elder who presided over the college examination this time, he should have been very happy to see three outstanding seedlings with such strong mental strength, but at this time, he felt a little melancholy.
If one of these three outstanding disciples falls under the sect of the other two main peaks, the peak master of Baidu Peak will give him a good scolding.
Although the three main peaks are working together for the Wanjian Sect on the surface, there are some secret quarrels behind the scenes. On weekdays, who has an outstanding disciple on the top of the mountain?
The elders like to show off when drinking tea.
Although Lu Sheng's tone was a little solemn, he had already begun to secretly think about what kind of things he should use to lure these three people into his Baidu Peak.
However, what he didn't know was that the two young elders from Lingwu Peak and Zhentian Peak beside him were also making careful calculations in their minds.
At this moment, another disciple on the stage woke up from the illusion of inner demons. Song Xinghe, who was dressed in red robes, took two steps back unsteadily, but did not fall to the ground like others. This shows that his mental strength was strong.
powerful.
However, when he woke up and saw Su Xing and Baili Yangqiu still standing beside him, he suddenly became furious and his face suddenly turned red.
"Yeah!"
He cursed secretly, tossed his sleeves and walked angrily towards the audience.
In the last round of assessment for the final selection, he was ranked first in the local rankings, but he only got third place.
For the arrogant Song Xinghe, this is an unacceptable result no matter what.
"They must have cheated." He comforted himself and angrily returned to the preparation table in his Taoist academy.
"Senior Brother Song, thank you for your hard work." The disciples did not dare to show their disappointed expressions on their faces, and loudly welcomed Song Xinghe's return.
But the boy in red waved his hand, interrupting everyone's voices, and sat in his seat glumly, closing his eyes and not wanting to look at the ring again.
"How come?!"
On the high platform, Yu Chuan, the dean of Shenji Taoist Academy, exclaimed and rubbed his eyes with his hands, as if he couldn't believe that his disciple only got the third grade.
"Dean Yu, don't be angry. It's already good for Xinghe to get third place." Liu Su smiled broadly at this moment and patted Yu Chuan on the back.
"You!" Yu Chuan saw Liu Su mocking him so much, turned around and looked at him angrily, and almost carried him away in one breath.
Jiang Lingyan, who had been silent all this time, secretly raised the corners of her mouth after seeing this scene, and her beautiful eyes were full of satisfaction.
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Immersed in the illusion of inner demons, Su Xing used his sword to kill many humanoid ferocious beasts surrounding him. The sky tilted with different colors of demon blood and blood, as if there was a rain of blood in the dark sky. The scenery was amazing.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
As more and more ferocious beasts were killed, Su Xing's pupils turned blood red and his sword swings became faster and faster.
However, no matter how many ferocious beasts he slaughtered, countless ferocious beasts would always replace the corpses of their predecessors and surround him again in the darkness.
The giant mountain beast on the other side seemed to be the general of these ferocious beasts, roaring and giving orders.
"kill!"
Su Xing roared angrily, and every time he swung his sword, he cut off several ferocious beasts. As time passed, the black sword blade was stained with different colors of demon blood, and several colors were mixed together.
, and finally turned into a ball of black blood.
Even Su Xing himself couldn't tell whether the nameless spiritual sword was black itself or whether it was dyed black by countless demon blood.
Looking at the ferocious beasts that were crowding in like a swarm of bees, he waved his sword, but his eyes became blurred.
In the end, swinging the sword to kill the beasts turned into an involuntary action, and the hand holding the sword was killing the beasts without his control.
Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at the giant beast on the mountain as if he noticed something, and sneered: "You want to kill me?"
"boom!"
The roar of the giant beast whipped up a whirlwind, lifting Su Xing's long hair and robe together.
"Okay!" Su Xing suddenly raised his sword and pointed the sharp edge directly at the giant beast, "Then I will kill you first!"
After saying this, he kicked the ground with both feet, and his body, as light as a swallow, turned into a stream of light and flew towards the bloody mouth of the giant beast.
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"It's been one hundred and twenty breaths, Yang Yu... Are you sure there's nothing wrong with your magic mirror?" Lu Sheng looked at the young man standing on the ring, his voice trembling a little.
In the end, Baili Yangqiu only lasted ten breaths longer than Song Xinghe, and retreated from the illusion of inner demons at the hundredth breath.
The remaining Su Xing has actually persisted for one hundred and twenty breaths, and he doesn't even have the intention to retreat!
"Lu... Elder Lu," Yang Yu said with a dry mouth, "I found these demon mirrors to be made by the best weapon refiners in the Daxin Dynasty. There will never be any problems."
When Yang Yu said this, he felt his heart beating violently under his chest, as if it was about to jump out of his body. And his originally depressed mood turned into fiery and excited.
Being able to persist for one hundred and twenty breaths in the illusion of inner demons, this level can even be said to have crushed many inner disciples. Such an outstanding seedling will receive the most careful training on any main peak!
He had already made a decision in his heart. No matter how the other two main peaks invited Su Xing, he would pay any price to take this disciple into his own mountain gate.
"Then this kid..." Yu Jing opened her mouth slightly, but for a moment she didn't know how to evaluate Su Xing's performance.
"I, Baidu Peak, have accepted this child."
Lu Sheng stroked his beard and glanced at the two young men beside him, and suddenly laughed loudly.
"Elder Lu," Yang Yu's tone suddenly became tough when facing Lu Sheng, who was much more senior and senior than him, "I'm afraid I have to ask my Zhentian Peak colleagues whether they agree with this matter."
"Wait a minute," Yu Jing suddenly interrupted, "Have you all forgotten that the current master of Wanjian Sect is the master of our Lingwu Peak?"
The three of them stared at each other, and a tit-for-tat atmosphere suddenly enveloped the arena.
However, the three of them did not notice the purple light that appeared on Su Xing's face.