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Chapter 3217 is simply a face slap

Another practitioner quit.

"This is just a job application. Although the salary is high, it is not worth risking my life."

"Yes, my life is not valuable in the eyes of experts, but in my own heart, it is still very precious."

"Just quit, let's see if there are still a few who are seeking death."

More and more practitioners are quitting.

In the end, only one third was left.

There are sixty practitioners in the Mahayana period.

Thirty-nine people above the fifth level in the Hedao stage.

The Void Refining Period...wait, there is another one!

It goes without saying that in the Mahayana period, if they don't dare to try, this position will be too unnatural.

A fifth-level cultivator in the Hedao stage can be considered a master. If you give it a try, you might have a chance to succeed.

As for the refining period...

"Damn it, how many people died in the Void Refining Stage just now, you still haven't counted in your mind?"

"That's right, even though Hedaoqi is dead, this girl still wants to apply for the job. I don't know how to write the word "death"."

"That's crazy. Having confidence is a good thing, but being blindly confident means you are short-sighted."

Everything everyone said was there.

Ning Feiyang ignored it and still stood where he was.

Even the middle-aged cultivator in charge of the interview had his eyes on Ning Feiyang.

Of course, his eyes flashed by, he was just a seventh-level cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, and not worthy of his attention.

"Line up and come one by one." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Everyone takes the initiative to team up.

Ning Feiyang is still standing at the end.

One after another.

The remaining masters naturally had two skills, and many of them withstood the attack.

Soon, all the ninety-nine practitioners in front had passed the test.

Fifty-nine people passed.

Among them, fifty-seven are in the Mahayana stage and two are in the Hedao stage.

Only Ning Feiyang is left.

"What else are you looking at? That's it."

"When this guy is destroyed by the Crane Demon, do you think he will cry?"

"Needless to say, I will definitely cry, and I will be very upset. After all, I had a chance to escape before, but I didn't take advantage of it in the end."

Ning Feiyang ignored these people and stepped forward step by step.

The formation has already been arranged on his body.

Layer after layer.

Although the level of the formation is not too high, the advantage lies in its large number, more than a hundred.

These formations are very concealed and cannot be seen at all if you don't observe carefully.

Ning Feiyang was not idle when he was setting up the formation. He carefully observed the crane demon's sonic attack and already summed up some insights.

The opponent's commonly used attack points, the distribution of attack energy, etc.

For example, the position of the Dantian, the position of the right scapula...

These are the key attack points of sound waves and need to be strengthened for defense.

Chirp!

As soon as Ning Feiyang stood firm, the crane demon opened its mouth, let out a harsh cry, and attacked directly.

He doesn't care if you are ready or not, as long as someone comes, he will be respectful.

boom!

The gas explosion was very loud.

A burst of smoke filled the air.

"Damn it, others were just destroyed. In my opinion, this guy must not even have ashes left." Someone said.

Everyone agreed.

"Okay, let's end it." The middle-aged man said.

Just when everyone thought Ning Feiyang was bound to die, the smoke dissipated and Ning Feiyang was still standing there, not moving.

Even...his expression didn't change.

Calm and calm.

"I...should be considered to have passed the first round, right?" Ning Feiyang said lightly.

ah?

This kid is not dead.

Not only was he not dead, he wasn't even injured at all.

The cliff is a miracle!

How on earth is it done?

Everyone started speculating one after another, and the conclusions they reached were quickly overturned.

Even the middle-aged expert frowned slightly at this moment.

"Boss, did he cheat?" one of the practitioners asked.

The middle-aged man recalled the scene just now, had a flash of inspiration, shook his head and said: "He didn't cheat, he was just fully prepared."

"Ready?" the cultivator said in confusion, "How did he do it?"

"He knows some formations and has arranged hundreds of formations in advance. I just remembered it."

"This guy is interesting. Let's pay more attention to him in the second round."

The middle-aged man ordered.

"Yes." The cultivator nodded, and then said to Ning Feiyang, "You passed."

Be good!

Those cultivators who were watching did not think highly of Ning Feiyang at all before, and even said that he wanted to die.

As a result, they passed the first round smoothly without any injuries.

It's just a slap in the face.

That's a loud sound, that's a pain.

Everyone felt a little embarrassed and lost face, so they began to find fault.

"Hmph, there must be a guard. He just survived the first round. He will definitely die in the second round."

"It's not necessarily that he will die, maybe he will just be crippled?"

"Both of you are wrong. Maybe neither of you are right. They just pretended to be cool in the first round, and then announced their withdrawal in the second round?"

All kinds of speculation!

Full of malice!

Ning Feiyang still ignored them and went his own way.

"The second round of assessment is not too difficult. There is a house here, and a beast will appear inside."

"You will bring the feed later and go in alone to feed. You will be admitted according to the ranking of the feeding food."

The middle-aged practitioner continued.

Feed directly?

Everyone still felt a little weak.

"Don't be nervous. There is no danger in this round. They are separated in the middle. You just need to feed them." The middle-aged man said.

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief.

If there is no danger, the pressure will naturally be less.

"However, I would like to remind you in advance that these monsters have just been captured and are in a violent stage."

"During their violent outbursts, not only did they not practice cultivation, they even engaged in self-mutilation."

"For example, we captured an eighth-level beast. When we get here, he is unconvinced and commits self-mutilation. His strength will decrease, and some will be reduced to seventh-level."

"As a result, our college will suffer great losses. We must feed them and make them obedient, so as to ensure the level of the monsters."

The middle-aged man continued the introduction.

"We are a group of ten practitioners, you go in." The middle-aged man announced.

There are ten houses, and there are ten monsters inside.

As soon as the door was opened, a ferocious scream was heard.

Just listening to it makes me feel horrified.

I couldn't help but shiver, and my skin was covered with goosebumps.

The first batch of cultivators to be fed calmed down at the door and found that there was no real danger, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying baskets, they walked slowly into the room.

Click!

The cultivators outside the door locked the door directly.

"These monsters have unique personalities. They don't like to be watched by others when eating. Closing the door is more effective," the middle-aged man explained.

Of course, when the demon clan reaches this level of cultivation, they don’t need to take anything.

But the college still devotes resources to feeding them, just to make them more docile and not to do things like self-mutilation.


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