Feng Wen was thrown away by Lu Ping. The spectators gasped in shock, their mouths forming the shape of an "O".
Those who were not in charge would not be able to tell what happened to Feng Wen. He did not look like he was struggling to dodge Lu Ping's attacks. Why was he suddenly unable to dodge all four punches, and was being controlled by Lu Ping?
Feng Wen, who was thrown into the air, wanted to cry but had no tears.
The Shocking Pill was his divine weapon. Of course, he had a way to retrieve it. But the problem was, if you want me to retrieve it, at least let me face it, okay?
Feng Wen's back was facing the Shocking Pill that was bouncing towards him. His limbs were not very nimble due to his injuries. His flustered movements did not help. The Shocking Pill, which was moving at three times its initial speed, hit his back in an instant.
Crack!
"Yikes …"
With the crisp sound of bones breaking, all the onlookers gritted their teeth and let out long cries of surprise as if they had experienced it themselves.
His body, which was flying in mid-air, actually fell straight down after colliding with such a small pellet.
Poof.
Feng Wen fell to the ground. Like a black dog, he laid there weakly. The Shocking Pill actually drilled a hole in his back. It spun a few times in the hole, then jumped out in a cute manner. It rolled off Feng Wen's body and onto the ground, motionless.
There was silence. Everyone's gaze was focused on Feng Wen.
One, two, three, four, five …
Ten seconds passed. Feng Wen did not move.
The trial ground decided the outcome of the battle by itself, and it started retreating slowly. Twelve Seven Star Badges with five circles floated toward Lu Ping.
Lu Ping walked forward and picked up the Seven Star Badges. He lowered his head to look at Feng Wen. He realized that he had not fainted. He was just lying on the ground, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain.
Lu Ping squatted beside him and pointed at the Shocking Pill that had rolled to the side.
"Don't you want this?" He asked.
Feng Wen was shocked. With the last bit of strength he had, he stretched out his left hand. He held the Shocking Pill tightly in his palm. Then, his head tilted to the side. This time, he really fainted.
"Oh." Lu Ping nodded and stood up. Under everyone's gaze, he walked out of the training field.
"Of course, of course." Fang Yizhu smiled and nodded repeatedly.
"These are the five I'm borrowing from you, Senior Brother." Lu Ping counted out five Seven Star Tokens and handed them back to Fang Yi Zhu.
"Here are six more that I won. How many do you want, Senior Martial Brother?" Then he took out the rest.
"Oh, you talk like that. I'm embarrassed. "Fang Yizhu stretched out his hand and said shyly.
Little Sister Tang, who had previously looked down on him, now realized that he was also hiding some ability. She didn't say anything, but watched with interest as this pair of apprentice-brother divided the Seven Stars Token.
The other onlookers also looked at each other when they saw this scene. A few of them were Zhan Ren's students who had rushed over to deal with Lu Ping after receiving Zhan Ren's signal. Looking at Feng Wen, who was lying unconscious on the ground like a dead dog, and looking at Lu Ping's huge amount of Seven Star Tokens, they all touched the Seven Star Tokens in their pockets, which could not have more than six, and thought to themselves. They wondered if they should still go forward.
"Senior Martial Brother, you can take as many as you want." Lu Ping said.
"I see that you have exactly seven, why don't you take all of them." Fang Yi Zhu finally made an important decision.
"That's not important, there should be more Zhan Ren's students coming, right?" Lu Ping looked around and said.
"Is that so … …" Fang Yi Zhu's important decision lasted no more than three seconds before he was convinced. He rubbed his hands and thought about how many he should take.
The surrounding onlookers were already dumbstruck when they saw these two giving way to each other. When they heard Lu Ping's words, they went into an uproar. Who was Zhan Ren? He was the head disciple of Merak Peak. His students were at least disciples of Merak Peak. The disciples of the seven peaks were already an extremely outstanding group in the North Style Academy. But from Lu Ping's tone, it was as if they were flowers that could be plucked by anyone. An inheritor of an upper rank five divine weapon. That's awesome!
And the few Zhan Ren's students who were hiding among the onlookers could not remain calm after hearing Lu Ping's words. This guy, does he really think that we are children of fortune? Endure it! The few of them were furious as they turned around and left. Although Feng Wen was still unconscious on the spot, this was the Seven Star Exam. Naturally, there would be people coming to take care of him.
Although he was not there, Zhan Ren had always been paying attention to this side. Although he was too far away and could not see everything clearly, he was clear that Feng Wen was taken care of by Lu Ping. After that, he received the report from the few fifth circle students that he ordered to deal with Lu Ping. They all begged Zhan Ren for mercy.
"Teacher, that kid is really too arrogant! He always puts the Seven Star Order on the line. If by any chance he fails, my Seven Star Exam will … … "
Everyone looked like they wanted to say something but hesitated. Actually, after seeing Feng Wen beaten like a dead dog, they all thought that he would definitely fail.
Zhan Ren was a little angry that these students did not live up to his expectations, but his original intention was not to use them as cannon fodder. He had calculated that Lu Ping only had one Seven Star Order, so winning or losing would not affect his students much. Who would have thought that this guy would borrow the Seven Star Order and put it all on the line. This was indeed out of his expectations.
After thinking about it again and again, Zhan Ren still forgave his students for retreating. This Lu Ping, he would leave him to deal with him after he went to the fourth circle.
Zhan Ren thought to himself. While making arrangements for the fourth circle, he went to visit Feng Wen, who was defeated by Lu Ping and eliminated.
Feng Wen was hit in the back by his own triple-speed Shock Pill. A few of his ribs were broken and his internal organs were injured. His injuries were not light. After being brought out of the training field, he was now receiving treatment from the doctor. When he saw his teacher coming over, he felt wronged and almost cried.
Zhan Ren waved his hand and the doctor who was treating him retreated to the side. Zhan Ren simply sensed Feng Wen's injuries. He could not get angry at this student who was one Seven Star Order away from entering the fourth circle but was defeated in the end.
"How is his strength?" Zhan Ren asked.
"His senses are very sharp, no … … it's accurate. His movements are very fast, and his attack is completely made up of the Soul of Cry. His speed is also very fast, but you have to pay attention to one thing. The Soul of Cry that he shot out is not completely concentrated and will gradually spread out. I did not notice this point. "Feng Wen said, feeling regret in his heart. If he had noticed this point earlier, he would have dodged and dealt with it. The ending might not have been like this.
"You were too careless." Zhan Ren said in a deep voice. They had already obtained some information regarding Lu Ping. At least, it was not that he had never used this attack method in the North Style Academy. Their current understanding was that the attack of the Soul of Cry could not be defended against. It had an unprecedented penetrative ability towards any object or soul force defense.
This was one of the most crucial points in the known intelligence. As for this point that Feng Wen had discovered. Zhan Ren did not feel that it was of much value. This should have been noticed and dealt with during the battle, and not discovered after a defeat. Feng Wen's own regret was also because of this.
Sharp and precise senses, an attack that could not be defended against. Changeable attack range. Zhan Ren pondered over Lu Ping's characteristics, which he already knew. In the fourth circle, he would send out a student who was completely focused on Lu Ping's ability to eliminate Lu Ping in one fell swoop.
Zhan Ren planned to snipe Lu Ping in the fourth circle. Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu's mutual giving and giving way finally had a result.
Out of the six five-ring Seven Star Badges that they had won from Feng Wen, they split the three badges evenly among themselves.
With this, Lu Ping had four Seven Star Orders, and he still needed three more to enter the fourth circle. He wanted to give this opportunity to Zhan Ren's students, but who would have thought that no one would challenge him. This made Fang Yizhu, who was ready to lend Lu Ping the Seven Star Orders to invest, disappointed.
Thus, Lu Ping could only take the initiative to attack. But this way, the initiative to decide the number of Seven Star Orders was in the hands of the other side. Most of the Big Dipper students used one Seven Star Orders at a time. Three Seven Star Orders basically required three matches.
Lu Ping was patient and did not care about this. Fang Yizhu found that the people in the fifth circle seemed to have recognized Lu Ping's strength. If they wanted to start a bet on Lu Ping's match, it would be a bit difficult.
In the end, Little Sister Tang, who had swept through the area, returned. With a casual toss, three Seven Star Badges flew over.
Lu Ping caught them. Looking at Little Sister Tang. She was injured in the battle with Wang Tong, but she did not stop there. The three Seven Star Orders in front of her were obviously won by teaching her fellow disciples a lesson.
"Go to the fourth circle." Little Sister Tang said, the back of her hand touching her sweaty hair.
"Senior Sister, what about you?" Lu Ping asked.
"I … I'll be going later as well. There are six people left here. "Little Sister Tang said.
"Do you want me to help?" Lu Ping asked.
"No." Little Sister Tang was very determined. This was her master's matter, the last thing she could do for her master. What was the point of asking someone else to do it?
"Okay." Lu Ping did not force it. "Then see you later."
Little Sister Tang waved her hand, carrying her sword and continuing to walk alone in another direction.
"Senior Brother, what about you?" Lu Ping asked Fang Yizhu.
The Seven Star Orders in Fang Yizhu's hands were undoubtedly enough to go to the fourth circle. But he had already gathered enough, but he had been staying in the fifth circle.
"I … will also be a bit late." Fang Yizhu said.
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded and did not ask much.
"Then I'll go."
"Go." Fang Yizhu said goodbye to Lu Ping and watched as Lu Ping walked towards the fourth circle, the higher level of the North Style Academy's Seven Star List.
At the same time, below the Alkaid Peak, at the Big Dipper Mountain Gate.
Although everyone in the Big Dipper Sect had to participate in the Seven Star Trials, there were still some important positions in the academy that needed people. In the Seven Star Trials, these important duties naturally couldn't avoid being replaced.
The Imperial Academy that guarded the mountain gate was like this. After the Seven Star Trials had been going on for a period of time, some of those that guarded the mountain gate were eliminated early in the trials. The Alkaid Peak disciples belonged to the Imperial Academy, so their strength was not weak. But because of the Seven Star Trials' division of the Seven Star List, everyone's opponents were more or less equal in strength. Whether it was a battle between the strong or a battle between the weak, there would always be a winner and a loser.
As strong as the Seven Peaks disciples, there was no lack of people who were eliminated quickly like the North Mountain newcomers. It was just that the opponents they encountered were of a much higher level.
But no matter how strong they were, they had already been eliminated and could not avoid being labeled as losers. Now that they had been rotated to the mountain gate, they looked at each other awkwardly and naturally did not feel good.
Just at this moment, a master and a servant arrived outside the mountain gate. The youth walking in front stood still and raised his head to look at the Big Dipper Mountain gate. The servant behind him stood quietly at the side.
"So this is the Four Great Academies …" The youth seemed to be talking to himself. The Alkaid Peak disciple of the Imperial Academy had already taken the initiative to welcome him. In the end, the youth did not wait for the person to ask him and had already handed over a letter.
The Alkaid Peak disciple was slightly startled, but immediately saw the Seven Star symbol on the letter. The people of the Imperial Academy had seen this symbol too many times in the past few days. This was the invitation that the North Style Academy had sent to the various academies and clans of the continent before the Seven Star Trials.
But the invitees had already ascended the mountain in the past few days. Now that the Seven Star Trials had already eliminated their batch, this invitee had actually just arrived. It seemed that he still had an arrogant appearance. This Alkaid Peak disciple was already somewhat displeased. He took the letter and turned around to wave it at the others, letting everyone know that the person in front of him was an invited guest. Only then did he open the folded letter. With just a glance, he was immediately stunned. When he raised his head to look at the person and was about to say something, that person had already spoken first.
"Don't be surprised. I'm not the person you're thinking of. I'm just a representative." The youth said.
The Alkaid Peak disciple nodded and immediately stood to the side to make way. The other Alkaid Peak disciples who were still guarding the mountain gate were surprised. But after receiving the hint from the youth's eyes, they immediately opened the mountain gate and let the master and servant pass through without asking any questions.
Seeing the two of them walking up the mountain path and disappearing, a group of people surrounded the person who received the invitation.
"What's his background?" Everyone was somewhat impatient. To be able to suppress the entire North Style Academy, the person must be really, really big.
The Alkaid Peak disciple who received the letter opened the letter to everyone. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly opened his mouth.
"Northwest Luo City."
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