Chen Rufeng went straight to the next floor without even looking at the disciple.
What surprised Lin Lang was that out of a team of a thousand people, only about fifty people were left here. In other words, there were only fifty people who were truly qualified to enter the inner gate. This was a lower standard this year.
in the case of.
If we had been subject to the requirements of previous years, I am afraid that these fifty people would have been cut off by half!
While Lin Lang was walking around the lake, he always felt a gaze staring at him. After searching for a long time, he found that Mu Zhiyuan was quietly staring at him.
When their eyes met, she quickly looked away.
"Huh?"
Lin Lang noticed that this little girl was not simple at all. Her condition at this time was even better than Meng Fanjiang!!
"Brother Lin! I have to take the first step! Chen Rufeng is too arrogant. I will destroy his prestige!"
Seeing Chen Rufeng's triumphant look, Meng Fanjiang felt a little unhappy and wanted to compete with him.
"okay!"
Lin Lang nodded, and was not in a hurry to catch up with Meng Fanjiang. Instead, he was constantly adjusting his breathing and cultivating his nature, striving to be in the best condition!
Chen Rufeng, who was rushing to the front, did not stop for a moment. He just wanted to achieve the highest result in this test with a victorious attitude! Let those rubbish take a good look at what real talent is!
Chen Rufeng was walking, and the sound of hurried footsteps sounded in his ears.
Who can actually catch up with me?
Chen Rufeng looked back and saw Meng Fanjiang trotting towards him. He gave a thumbs up with his right hand, then slowly turned his direction, with his thumb pointing towards the ground.
It is obviously a provocation to myself!
"Hmph! Who am I talking about? Meng Fanjiang, you don't want to compete with me, do you? Although your talent is acceptable, compared with me, you are still far behind!"
Meng Fanjiang, who ran over, said nonchalantly: "Which one is higher or lower can only be known after a comparison! Do you, Mr. Chen, only use your words?"
"you……"
Chen Rufeng gritted his teeth.
"Okay, if you want to compete with me, I will let you do it! Don't be so tired that you lie on the ground and can't get up!"
Chen Rufeng also quickened his pace.
The two of them soon reached the thirty-fifth floor.
The spiritual fire here has connected into a cloud, surging overhead and making Meng Fanjiang sweat profusely. His originally dark skin shone brightly against the sweat.
"What? Is reaching the thirty-fifth floor the limit? I really looked up to you before, Meng Fanjiang!"
Chen Rufeng's nostrils turned upward, and his heart had never been so happy.
"It's not over yet!"
Meng Fanjiang said, taking off the broad-bladed sword behind him.
boom!!!
The sword fell to the ground and made a loud sound.
For ordinary people who have not yet entered into cultivation, it is estimated that only a person with natural brute strength like Meng Fanjiang can handle such a heavy broad-edged sword.
Meng Fanjiang took off his broad-bladed sword and jumped up and down easily.
"Phew! I have finally taken this thing down! This way I can probably walk a few more floors. I disappoint Mr. Chen!"
Meng Fanjiang showed a row of big white teeth and smiled harmlessly.
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Chen Rufeng didn't expect Meng Fanjiang to have such a skill, so he immediately flicked his sleeves and continued to move forward.
Thirty-sixth floor of the pagoda.
Both of them slowed down in unison. Meng Fanjiang's clothes were even more obviously wet with sweat, and his whole forehead felt warm.
The thirty-seventh floor of the pagoda.
Meng Fanjiang felt as if his whole body had entered a furnace, and his brain had been roasted into a blank. As he walked, long water stains were already flowing on the ground.
The thirty-eighth floor of the pagoda.
Meng Fanjiang staggered step by step and was already a little unsteady. The scenery in front of him had become blurry. He could vaguely see Chen Rufeng's mean face dangling in front of his eyes. There was a whisper in his ears.
A taunting voice that comes and goes.
boom!!!!
Meng Fanjiang finally somersaulted and fell to the thirty-eighth floor. He no longer had the strength to get up, and he didn't even have the strength to move his mouth to fight back against Chen Rufeng.
"Hahahahaha, Meng Fanjiang, Meng Fanjiang! You are not as good as me after all!"
Chen Rufeng stood up and laughed. Although he was also a little weak, he was much better than Meng Fanjiang. From this look, it is safe for him to step into the fortieth floor and become a core disciple!
The first place among freshmen must be yourself!
"You...don't...be proud."
Meng Fanjiang, who was lying on the ground, tried his best to open his lips.
"Huh?? What are you still talking about? If you say you are a waste, just admit it! Why humiliate yourself? Your talent for entering the inner sect is indeed good as usual. But you want to be with me?
It’s far worse than, hehe, even worse!”
Chen Rufeng even sympathized with Meng Fanjiang. Life is like this. Some people are born strong and are born into the families of emperors and officials. And some people are useless people who cannot get ahead in their lives!
"Hahahaha! I, Chen Rufeng, am a born genius! A born strong man!"
"You...Brother Lin will surpass you...just wait..."
Meng Fanjiang finished the last sentence feebly and then closed his eyes.
"Brother Lin? That loser Lin Lang?"
Chen Rufeng's face immediately became ferocious.
"Meng Fanjiang, don't blame me for not warning you. After you enter the sect, if you hang out with that kid again, I will deal with you two together!"
Chen Rufeng said something and left. Of course he didn't think that Lin Lang had a chance to surpass him. This was simply a fantasy and impossible to happen!
I am the number one freshman! I am the core disciple!!!
…
Chen Rufeng looked grim and set off to the next floor.
The forty-fifth floor of the pagoda.
Chen Rufeng reached this level and then stopped.
He wanted to keep moving forward, but unfortunately his body could no longer control himself. Taking another step forward seemed to take a thousand pounds of effort.
The disciple in charge of recording looked at Chen Rufeng in surprise. With such a talent, even if the standard is not lowered, he can become a core disciple. It seems that this year there will finally be one more core disciple.
The disciple responsible for recording is named Xia Chuan. He ranks third among the core disciples in terms of qualifications. His talent level has also reached a terrifying fifty-three points. He is only two steps away from the requirements for being a closed disciple. His cultivation level has even reached the psychic realm.
Level eight, much higher than senior brother Lu Pinglang.
Da da da da…
There was another burst of footsteps, and a slender figure gradually appeared in the field of vision of Xia Chuan and Chen Rufeng.
Chen Rufeng was shocked.
Could it be that, as Meng Fanjiang said, that loser really caught up?
But after seeing the person clearly, Chen Rufeng breathed a sigh of relief.
The visitor was a beautiful girl wearing a fiery red dress. Chen Rufeng also knew her. She was the daughter of the city lord who had been with the third prince before.
"Is this so..."
Chen Rufeng murmured to himself. The woman who could be attracted by the third prince was indeed extraordinary. Although the freshman's number one talent was taken away by this woman, it was still acceptable.
"Haha! I really didn't expect it! Junior sister has come to this place and can still show such ease. You are the most talented freshman this year! I admire you!"
Xia Chuan praised Mu Zhiyuan sincerely and changed his title to junior sister. It was obvious that he had decided that she would become a core disciple.
Xia Chuan noticed that Mu Zhiyuan's face was flushed at this time, and his forehead was covered with fragrant sweat. His condition was similar to his own. It was estimated that their talents were not even close to each other. Among the core disciples, they were probably top-notch beings.
.
"Senior brother, thank you!"
Mu Zhiyuan raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"It's just that... the freshman who is number one still has to look at the one behind me."
Da da da da…
Along with a burst of leisurely footsteps, a dark figure appeared behind Mu Zhiyuan.