Whoosh!
In the huge square, hundreds of people worked together to set off a tide of spiritual power, which made a slight sound when it touched the tactical matrix barrier, and then was drowned in the earth-shaking battle cries.
"Go to hell!!"
The black-robed young man with a long sword on his back had a crazy killing intent on his face. Facing the attacks of several cultivators around him, he didn't show any intention of unsheathing the long sword on his back. He just punched out in all directions with his fists. Immediately, a loose cultivator with a weaker cultivation was smashed to pieces, and blood sprayed everywhere!
"Late-stage of Zhuji Realm! So strong, he has become stronger again! We are no match for him, run!! "
Everyone was terrified and fled to the outside of the field. As long as they passed through the tactical matrix barrier, they would be regarded as automatically giving up the selection. But at the same time, others were not allowed to attack them, otherwise they would be punished by the law enforcement elders of the three sects.
After the crisis was resolved, a strange flush appeared on the black-robed young man's face. His gaze fell on the last cultivator whose body had collapsed, and a cold smile appeared on his face. His figure flashed, and he threw a punch at the last cultivator!
"Help me!!"
The practitioner looked back and saw the fist crazily enlarging in front of him. He screamed, but he didn't receive any help. His body was smashed into pieces, and only his head fell out of the field.
"Why … is it me …"
The light in the eyes of the head quickly dimmed, and the vitality disappeared. The surrounding practitioners who were watching the fun immediately flashed far away, looking at the young man in black with horror in their eyes. When the young man in black returned to the field to continue fighting, people gradually began to whisper.
"Who is he? He looks young, but his cultivation is actually at the late-stage of Zhuji Realm. He can be a core disciple in an ordinary sect, but he is still a rogue cultivator?! "
As soon as the words came out, someone immediately laughed, "You don't even know him. He is Qi Chen!"
"What, he is Qi Chen! The rogue cultivator who got the secret treasure of the ancient sword? "
Everyone immediately became excited. Some people had heard of Qi Chen, but they had never seen him. They didn't expect to see him today.
"What a lucky boy. After getting the secret treasure, he has actually cultivated to the late-stage of Zhuji Realm. As long as he can come out of the Secret Realm of Shattered Spirits, he will definitely be chosen by the twenty-five sects and have a meteoric rise!"
"The mortality rate in the Secret Realm of Shattered Spirits is not low. Let's wait until he comes out of the Secret Realm of Shattered Spirits alive."
Some people envied him, and some people disdained him. But after today of the selection, the name of Qi Chen would definitely spread throughout the whole Wuyang City.
"Qi Chen … he's a rare talent."
Wang Yu looked at the indifferent young man fighting in the field, and then glanced at Fan Zisang, who was sitting silently beside her. She couldn't help but frown slightly.
From love to disgust, sometimes there was no need for anything excessive. Just an opportunity was enough.
The face of Danxia Mount should be fought for by an outsider, Yue Lin. At the thought of this, she was as disgusted as eating a fly. She felt more disgusted with Fan Zisang.
At this moment, Daoist Bingshu suddenly laughed, "This youngster is quite interesting."
Elder Qing immediately smiled and said, "Since he has caught your attention, why don't you take him as your disciple? In the future …"
Before he could finish his words, the smile on Immortal Bingshu's face suddenly disappeared. His cold eyes stared at Elder Shangqing. "What does it have to do with you whether I accept a disciple or not?"
"I …"
Elder Qing immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He slapped himself twice and bowed his head, "Forgive me, Dao Master! This old man was rude! "
Seeing this scene, the inherited disciples of Meng Sect all changed their expressions. One of them even wanted to stand up, but was firmly pressed on the chair by Elder Qing. He couldn't get up or speak.
Seeing this scene, Immortal Bingshu smiled again, as if nothing had happened. He continued, "When he comes out of the Secret Realm of Shattered Spirits, if he can meet the standard in my mind, it's not impossible to take him as my disciple."
This time, Elder Qing nodded with a gloomy face, but didn't dare to echo him.
"Immortal Bingshu is really temperamental as rumored …"
Wang Yu sat on the side, feeling uneasy as if she was sitting on pins and needles. She couldn't help but feel lucky that she spoke out later than Elder Qing, or she would be the one to lose face now.
The battle in the field was still going on, but it had come to an end. The ground was clean, and the corpses of the dead practitioners had been collected and cleaned up, leaving only some bloodstains. Other practitioners who escaped from inside mingled into the crowd of onlookers, waiting for the result unwillingly.
The whole area was clearly divided into seven areas, each occupied by a casual practitioner at the late stage of Zhuji Realm, and they didn't invade each other. The remaining small space was occupied by practitioners who hadn't reached the late stage of Zhuji Realm, and they were still fighting.
When the last practitioner with weak cultivation was blasted out of the field, there were only twenty practitioners left in the whole field. The tactical matrix immediately made a buzzing sound, reminding everyone to stop fighting.
"It's over?!"
Not long after the practitioners were confused, an extremely tall elder walked into the field and said loudly, "The first round of selection battle is over, and the twenty people left in the field are the final winners of the first round. Now, tell me your names! So that I can arrange tomorrow's selection! "
As soon as the words came out, the practitioners watching the battle were immediately shocked.
"It's really over. There were more than four hundred practitioners participating in the competition, but only twenty were chosen!"
"It's terrible to choose one out of twenty!"
Looking at the increasingly noisy scene, the tall elder could not help but frown. He ran his Genuine Qi and shouted loudly, "Be quiet!"
Boom!
His voice sounded like thunder in the ears. Some of the weaker practitioners were immediately shaken and suffered internal injuries. Blood flowed from their ears, and they retreated in horror.
"What a profound cultivation! This old man is at least at the peak stage of Zhuji Realm, and he just used a secret skill of Sound Skill!"
"Which sect's elder is he from? He has such a deep foundation …"
Many people secretly transmitted their voices, but they dared not discuss it aloud. At this time, among the practitioners in the field, a burly young man finally stood up and said, "My name is Su Yuan."
With him taking the lead, the following people immediately followed and were recorded in the list by the tall elder.
Soon it was the turn of the young man in black. He was expressionless and said coldly, "Qi Chen."
Sure enough, it was Qi Chen!
There was another uproar in the crowd, but it soon subsided under the deterrence of the elder.
The tall elder's eyes stayed on the exposed sword hilt behind him for a moment, and then he recorded his name in the list. He announced, "Today's selection of Shattered Spirits is over. Come to draw lots on time tomorrow at seven o 'clock for the second round of the selection of Shattered Spirits. Do you remember?"
The twenty people who participated in the battle responded one after another, and then left. The onlookers also gradually dispersed, but they were more and more looking forward to tomorrow's selection.
Practitioners who had watched the selection of Shattered Spirits knew that the first round was just an appetizer, and the second round tomorrow was the real highlight!
Lv You looked at the direction where the young man in black left, and a slightly meaningful smile appeared on his face. The token of the second round that he gave Su Li was exchanged from this guy. He didn't expect that this guy still had the token of the first round.
"Qi Chen, it seems a little interesting. Go back and tell the master …"
Thinking of this, Lv You turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, he stopped and frowned as he looked at the direction where the people of the three sects left.
"Strange … I always feel something is wrong, but I can't tell what exactly is wrong."
Seeing that all the people had left, Lv You had to temporarily suppress his doubts, returned to the inn, and presented the recording stone to Su Li.
"The recording stone, although not a particularly precious thing, is rare in Jiuzhou Region. It seems that you still have some wealth in addition to the treasure house."
Su Li weighed the small white stone in her hand and said with a smile.
Lv You scratched his head, and his face was a little hot. He wanted to take the opportunity to show off and listen to the master's praise, but he didn't expect that Su Li recognized the recording stone at a glance.
"Master, please have a look. I'll leave first."
Lv You said, and hurriedly closed the door and left, seeming to be fleeing.
Su Li shook her head. Although she saw through Lv You's intention, she didn't point it out. After all, Lv You was so old, and she had to save some face for him.
"I have almost sorted out the basic immortal skills I mastered in the past. So, let me see what is worthy of my attention in the first round of selection … "
She moved her mind, and her psychic awareness immediately explored the recording stone.
The so-called recording stone was similar to a video, which could record all the practitioners saw. The recording stone in Lv You's hand was just a low-grade one, but it was enough to record what happened in a whole day.
"Bingshu … Qi Chen … Ancient Sword Inheritance …"
The scene of the day flashed in front of her eyes, and Su Li gradually frowned. But her eyes did not fall on any of the casual practitioners who participated in the battle, but focused on the face of Immortal Bingshu.
"Strange, why does this person give me a sense of familiarity …"
Su Li was thoughtful, and her knuckles subconsciously tapped the edge of the recording stone. Unfortunately, the recording stone could only record pictures, not pneuma, or she could make some associations.
"But it doesn't matter. I will see this person tomorrow."
Putting away the thought, Su Li put away the recording stone and called Lv You in. Anyway, Lv You was a ghost practitioner in Jindan Realm, and he must have his own understanding after watching the battle on the spot. It was no harm for her to listen.
After Lv You came in, he immediately mentioned the matter of Qi Chen. Then he hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a slightly dignified expression, "Master, when I was watching the battle, I always felt something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what it was. Later I came back and thought about it. It was very likely that someone was secretly watching, but I couldn't find it, so I had an uncomfortable intuition."
"What?!"
Su Li raised her eyebrows, "Even you couldn't find it …"
"It may also be my illusion. Master, is it possible that your identity …"
Lv You said, and a trace of worry appeared on his face. As an evildoer, he should not appear in such a messy situation, but he was destined to disobey Su Li's order.
"It doesn't matter!"
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