Su Yu felt immense pressure as he memorized the name list.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xuan took out a large bottle of blue middle-grade Marrow Cleansing Pills.
A total of thirty-five. Would he be able to break through successfully? With anticipation, Su Yu swallowed a medium grade marrow cleansing elixir.
The powerful medicinal power spread through his limbs and bones as usual.
However, his cultivation did not improve as he had imagined.
Filled with doubts, Su Yu swallowed four pills consecutively, but the results were the same.
After the powerful medicinal energy entered his body, it immediately settled in his bloodline, not advancing his cultivation.
"What's going on?" Su Yu opened his eyes, which were filled with bewilderment. "Why are the elixirs no longer effective on me?"
Filled with unwillingness, Su Yu swallowed ten pills consecutively, but there was still no reaction!
Finally, after swallowing all the pills, the medicinal energy still settled into his blood vessels!
Su Yu's expression was slightly unsightly, and after observing his body for a long time, he couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "Could it be that the hidden danger left behind from that time caused my body to become immune to the medicinal power?"
The drawbacks of swallowing the Inferno Lion's Heavenly Treasures had finally appeared.
Those were spirit treasures that had never been purified, and the energy they contained was too strong.
His body had adapted to the violent energy. Now, his body was actually immune to the gentle energy of the pill!
Although he only needed to wait for a period of time, his body would return to normal.
However, tomorrow was the assessment of the Abyss of Wutong. It was urgent for him to raise his cultivation level!
Filled with helplessness and bitterness, Su Yu gave up on training and focused on comprehending his cultivation technique until dawn.
The Artifact Control Technique was only a remnant of Stage One Lower Class, but there were already signs of it being comprehended successfully. During the three-day journey, Su Yu made use of his time to comprehend it.
After a night of meditation, the conditions were finally ripe, and he had successfully cultivated the only small accomplishment.
He could finally unleash the power of the Divine Ice Ring!
Su Yu was looking forward to the specific power of the divine artifact.
However, what made Su Yu feel helpless was that he had only scratched the surface of the remnant of the immortal-level cultivation technique, which contained more than a hundred words. It would still take him some time to comprehend all of them.
Dong dong —
There was a knock on the door. It was Mo Wu.
Without waiting for Su Yu to open the door, she left behind some cold words and left, "Abyss of Wutong Assessment, Inner Sanctum Martial Arts Competition Room!"
Inner Sect Martial Competition Room? Su Yu headed there immediately.
The sparring room was a place for inner disciples to spar with one another.
The area was not big, and it could only accommodate a thousand people. It was far from the grandeur of the Outer Sanctum's ten thousand people arena.
However, the Sparring Room had all the necessary facilities. Not only did it provide a stage for sparring, but it also provided many cultivation tools. It was far from what the Outer Sanctum could compare to.
After all, this place was prepared for outstanding inner court disciples.
When Su Yu arrived, most of the people were already there.
Among them were Song Qingshan, several Fifth Level Holy Kings who were jealous of him in the Golden Bell Hall, and … Mo Wu!
As if she had felt Su Yu's gaze, Mo Wu's beautiful eyes glanced at Su Yu before she looked away expressionlessly.
Could it be that she was also participating in the assessment of the abyss of Wutong?
Thinking back to what Wu Qingzhou had said, that the four quotas had already been predetermined by the elders and disciples, the corner of his mouth twitched. One of the predetermined quotas was actually Mo Wu!
Soon, when all the competitors had arrived, two old men walked in.
One of them was the Third Elder, whom he had met before, and the other was an unfamiliar old man.
"Fourth Elder! In order to select qualified disciples, he, who was guarding the Abyss of Wutong, specially rushed back? "An excited voice could be faintly heard.
Fourth Elder? Su Yu secretly sized him up. He was about sixty years old, with a square head and big ears, serious in speech and manner.
Although he was old, his back was ramrod straight, unmoving like a mountain, dignified and solemn.
"Since everyone is here, let us begin the assessment!" The Fourth Elder looked around and indifferently said.
Since the Third Elder already knew about the Empire of Darkness killing the disciples of the Abyss of Wutong, it was reasonable for him to assist the Fourth Elder in selecting suitable disciples to be stationed in the Abyss of Wutong.
"The first round of assessment is a competition of movement techniques!"
Su Yu raised his eyebrows. Wasn't the quota to be determined through a competition?
Looking at the crowd again, he was also surprised.
"The Abyss of Wutong is filled with danger. If there is an emergency, movement techniques are the foundation for survival. Therefore, the first round of assessment is movement techniques!" The Fourth Elder said solemnly.
"Method of assessment: Everyone flies one round around the Inner Sanctum meteorite. The first fifty who arrive can enter the next round! The rest will be eliminated! "
The Inner Sanctum was surrounded by seventeen meteorites. It was the largest meteorite, with a radius of ten miles.
With the speed of a Fourth Level Holy King, it would take about ten minutes.
A Fifth Level Holy King would need half a cup of tea's time.
There was one Sixth Level Holy King, forty-two Fifth Level Holy Kings, and fifty-seven Fourth Level Holy Kings.
It was obvious that all the Fourth Level Holy Kings would be eliminated!
Among the Fourth Level Holy Kings, only those with outstanding movement techniques could advance to the next round of challenge!
"The time limit is ten minutes! Now, begin! "
Following the Fourth Elder's order, a hundred people flew out in unison, using their movement techniques with all their might as they hurried on their way.
Su Yu spread his spirit energy wings and flew high up in the sky, preparing to change into the Icy Divine Wings.
Whoosh —
A gust of wind blew, pushing Su Yu to one side.
Caught off guard, he nearly stumbled and fell.
Frowning, he looked over. It was Song Qingshan and a few Fifth Level Holy Kings with ill intentions. They were intentionally using the frightening spirit energy of a Fifth Level Holy King to push Su Yu to one side.
"Isn't this the Su Yu who could kill a Fifth Level Holy King? For someone as strong as you to not get first place, you must be feeling wronged. "A Fifth Level Holy King pursed his lips and mocked.
"Do you want us to move aside? Otherwise, if we leave you behind, that hidden expert of yours will find trouble with us. "
Su Yu turned a deaf ear to him, maintaining his spirit energy wings and flying at a moderate speed, following closely behind the group of Fourth Level Holy Kings.
Song Qingshan looked down from above, glancing at Su Yu and mocking, "Let's fly later. A strong martial artist who can kill a Fifth Level Holy King, it's better for us to obediently follow behind him."
The surrounding Fifth Level Holy Kings had mocking looks on their faces, standing calmly with their arms crossed.
Their eyes were filled with mockery. Later, when they easily overtook Su Yu, his expression would be very interesting.
Without the Second Elder's protection, what would a mere Fourth Level Holy King like Su Yu amount to?
Estimating that Su Yu had already flown a few hundred meters, Song Qingshan's lips curled into a mocking smile. Circulating the spirit energy behind him, he suddenly flapped his wings!
Whoosh —
A remnant shadow cut through the sky, closing the distance at a shocking speed!
The rest of the Fifth Level Holy Kings also had a playful look on their faces as they began to chase after Su Yu.
However, just as they were about to overtake Su Yu one by one, something happened that caught them off guard!
Su Yu, who was neither fast nor slow, suddenly retracted his spirit energy wings!
A pair of icy wings suddenly appeared on his back!
They were vivid and lifelike, shaped like a swan feather. Layers of icy energy flowed, bringing with it a strong gust of wind.
Icy Divine Wings had been cultivated to Stage One Top Class. The first form of the Icy Divine Wings had already been cultivated to its peak. At that moment, his speed far exceeded those of the same level, only below that of a Fifth Level Holy King, and the difference was not that great.
After changing to the Icy Divine Wings, Su Yu's speed had increased dramatically!
With the power of light and shadow, he suddenly cut through the sky, leaving behind a series of remnant shadows!
Shuttling through the Fourth Level Holy Kings, he had overtaken all of them!
"Ah! So fast! Isn't that Su Yu who is only at Fourth Level Lower Tier? "
"What movement technique? So shocking? He's almost as fast as a Fifth Level Holy King! "
A group of Fourth Level Holy Kings who were pushed away by the strong wind exclaimed.
Song Qingshan's mocking expression froze, he could not believe the scene in front of him.
The speed of Su Yu's movement technique was not much weaker than his?
In the blink of an eye, Su Yu had already disappeared from their field of vision!
Not good!
Song Qingshan's face alternated between green and red. He clenched his teeth and gave chase with all his might!
The expressions of the rest of the Fifth Level Holy Kings also froze, giving chase with all their might!
At this moment, everyone felt their faces burning. They had initially wanted to see Su Yu's good intentions, so they had intentionally waited for him to fly a certain distance before slowly overtaking him.
Who would have thought that Su Yu had hidden such a shocking movement technique!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh —
A group of people quickly circled the Inner Sanctum in pursuit.
The more they chased, the uglier Song Qingshan's expression became!
Su Yu's movement technique was only slightly weaker than his!
As a result, they were unable to close the distance of a few hundred meters!
Finally, after circling one round, they returned to the competition room.
The Fourth Elder and the Third Elder stood at the entrance of the competition room, registering the names one by one.
"One Sixth Level Holy King and thirty-five Fifth Level Holy Kings have returned. The remaining seven Fifth Level Holy Kings … Their movement techniques are a little lacking." The Third Elder secretly frowned.
The Fourth Elder's expression was solemn. "There's no hurry, they should be the next batch of returnees, no one can be faster than them …"
Whoosh —
Before he could finish his sentence, a thin and weak figure flew in first.
Not only the Third Elder, but the Fourth Elder was also stunned.
Whoosh, whoosh —
At this moment, the seven Fifth Level Holy Kings finally caught up, panting!
The Third Elder's eyes were filled with surprise, looking Su Yu up and down, feeling that he was a stranger.
He was faster than a Fifth Level Holy King! His movement technique was truly extraordinary!
The Fourth Elder was slightly surprised, then retracted his gaze and recorded Su Yu's ranking.
When his gaze swept past Song Qingshan and the rest, he lightly snorted. "Not even comparable to a Fourth Level Holy King, you have been pampered for too long! Reflect on yourself! "
Song Qingshan and the rest were flushed, unable to lift their heads.
Especially the Fifth Level Holy Kings who had returned first. Among them, many had noticed that Song Qingshan and the rest had intentionally schemed against Su Yu. At this moment, they were whispering to each other, sneering.
"Haha, not only did they want to humiliate Su Yu, they even got ridiculed by Su Yu."
"Isn't this like shooting yourself in the foot?"
"But speaking of which, Su Yu is really surprising. Even his movement technique being close to that of a Fifth Level Holy King is unimaginable."
...
Song Qingshan and the rest clenched their fists, infuriated by Su Yu.
Gradually, the crowd all flew back.
The first fifty people to return qualified. The remaining fifty people left dejectedly.
"Alright, the fifty of you will proceed to the next round of assessment."
"This round is a test of your eyesight!"
"The abyss of Wutong is pitch-black all year round. You will not be able to see your fingers in front of you. You will need extremely strong eyesight, so this round is a test of your eyesight!"
"According to the rules of the assessment, I will find a way to turn the competition room into a pitch-black state and place fifty pieces of black paper in the room. Your task is to infuse your eyes with spirit energy, achieve the ability to see in the dark, and find the black paper."
"This round, only twenty-five people will remain! Furthermore, each piece of black paper that you find will be counted as one point. The points can be accumulated for the next round of assessment. In the end, the five people who can remain will be determined by the points! So, you must be serious. The more black paper you find, the more hope you have of passing! "
After the Fourth Elder finished, he and the Third Elder looked at each other. They found black cloth and covered the entire competition room with it.
In an instant, the room was completely dark.
Not to mention the surrounding figures, it was difficult to even see a finger.
At this moment, infusing spirit energy into both eyes would allow one to blur vision.
The ability to see depended on the strength of one's spirit energy and the precision of one's control of spirit energy. It varied from person to person.
Usually, people with a solid foundation would be able to use their eyesight more exquisitely.
Su Yu stood with his arms crossed. Deep within his pupils, a pair of crystalline pupils emitted a dim light.
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