A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding opened his eyes again, and what he saw so far was all white, with no distinction between heaven and earth.

There are only a few large characters.

[32:27 left until the exam]

He was not in a hurry and carefully checked his whole body.

Basically, there is no abnormality. It is exactly the same as in reality. Even small details such as a small spot on the hand and a hair that is shorter are the same. The clothes are also the same, and the talisman sword in the arms has been successfully brought in. .

Walking around is no different from reality, except that the surroundings are too monotonous.

Jiang Ding simply closed his eyes and rested his mind, and continued to use his internal energy to warm and nourish the various large and small meridians of the Governor Vessel. Here, he could clearly feel the conditions of various parts of the body, and the practice would also be effective.

[There is still 10:00 before the exam. Candidates are asked to enter the exam room. 】

Before Jiang Ding had time to think about how to enter the examination room, the world was spinning in an instant, countless scenery changed around him, and his head was so dizzy that he wanted to vomit blood.

Vaguely, I saw a picture of an island.

Huabing introduced that this is simulating the transmission of a long-distance teleportation array. This will be the process when you go to serve in the military outside the border in the future.

"Wipe it! My head hurts!"

"vomit!"

A large number of people landed, and many students who had not yet advanced to the inner Qi realm vomited directly. Even the vomit looked very real and had a strong smell.

Jiang Ding also staggered a little. He clenched the talisman sword in his sleeves, quickly stabilized the turbulent energy and blood in his body with his internal strength, and then quickly scanned the surrounding environment.

There are a lot of people, there are more than 90 seniors in No. 1 Middle School, and more than 370 seniors in No. 7 Middle School.

There are more than forty qi-training monks in No. 1 Middle School such as Huabing and Gongsun Ling. In No. 7 Middle School, there are only about 20 qi-training monks in 12 classes. On average, two qi-training monks in a class are not enough, and their cultivation levels are also poor. Some, most of them are on the second or third level of Qi training.

However, as Hua Bing said, one of them had a particularly powerful aura. He was a tall young man with a resolute face.

Li Tie, eight levels of Qi training!

Double spiritual roots!

If we only talk about cultivation talent, Rongcheng's top pick this year should be him.

The qi-training monk recovered quickly, and his spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings. Jiang Ding, who had mastered the breath-condensing technique, had goosebumps and felt an inexplicable feeling.

Suddenly, Jiang Ding's expression changed slightly and he looked in a direction that he had just ignored for some reason.

Monk!

One hundred Qi-training monks lined up neatly, all wearing gray robes with blue wave patterns embroidered on their left chests. Almost all of them were in the middle stage of Qi-training, and ten of them had reached the late stage of Qi-training.

Jiang Ding's heart flashed with warning signs, and he gripped the talisman sword tightly.

For some reason, he was also a Qi Practitioner, and he could tell at a glance that these monks were completely different from the Immortal Sect monks. It might be their temperament, or it might be the ant-like gaze they gave them when they glanced at these mortals.

"In the small world of Canghai, the inner disciples of Liyun Sect are testing the monks and paying homage to the messenger of the Immortal Sect!"

Ten late-stage qi-training monks, four of whom were at the eighth level of qi-training and six who were at the seventh-level of qi-training, led a hundred monks to bow to the numerous immortal sect candidates and salute respectfully.

Many students were shocked and took a few steps back, confused.

This attracted some contemptuous glances, which he quickly averted.

Ding!

The familiar mechanical sound of the array spirit.

"After the cold weapons subject examination is completed, the actual combat assessment will begin."

"In the actual combat assessment, you need to select the second realm of the twelve small realms of the Immortal Sect - the inner sect disciples of the Liyun Sect in the Canghai small realm to participate in the trial. There are five teams of immortal cultivators in the No. 1 Middle School and the No. 7 Middle School. They need to get the consent of the other party, but the Taoist soldiers You must join either camp!"

"You are not allowed to tell Taixu the information that people will not die in the illusion. Anyone who violates this will get zero points in the actual combat exam and will be expelled from the exam room before the words are spoken!"

"After the exam, the Liyun Sect disciples need to be scored in many aspects such as obedience, combat ability, and collaboration ability."

Hua Bing and a few others had also seen the world. After a short discussion, they gathered with Gongsun Ling from the second squad and Ding Qi from the third squad to form a temporary headquarters.

The former is the seventh level of Qi training, and the latter two are still the sixth level of Qi training, so Hua Bing is the main officer.

On the other side, Li Tie from No. 7 Middle School naturally became the chief officer with his eighth-level Qi training, followed by two fifth-level Qi training monks rushing towards this side.

Not familiar with each other, after the people on both sides said hello, Li Tie took over.

There is no way, he has a high level of cultivation.

"I have met all fellow Taoists from Liyun Sect."

Li Tie said in a gentle tone, he was born in the Jiji family, and he is not comparable to ordinary people in many aspects of knowledge, so he can handle this kind of scene with ease.

"We are going to have a battle, fellow Taoists, why don't you just wait for a while?"

"Respect the order of the Immortal Sect's envoy!"

The ten Liyun Sect monks who were in the late stage of Qi training showed a hint of joy and said respectfully.

It's about their own lives, so they naturally have to pay more attention before making a decision.

While several people were negotiating, the students from No. 7 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School separated and gathered in a group, looking at the people opposite them warily.

Jiang Ding easily felt a strong hostility without having to use Dacheng's small breath-condensing technique to sense it, and quickly found the source.

A young man with a dark face and a broad forehead was looking at him with a sneer, and made a killing gesture, which made all the friends around him laugh.

Jiang Jinxian!

Jiang Ding had no expression on his face and continued to observe these warriors, feeling surprised in his heart.

So many inner Qi realms!

There are three classes in the senior year of No. 1 Middle School. Counting those who have made breakthroughs in the past few months, there are about twenty inner Qi realms, with an average of about seven in each class.

Seventh Middle School,

There are more than a hundred inner Qi realm warriors, five times the number!

Among them, the top ones are Jiang Jinxian and others who are surrounded by others. Their internal energy is as great as Zhoutian, which is a small realm higher than him. They have already completed most of the route of tempering and nourishing one hundred and eight thousand meridians, and their internal energy is extremely majestic. .

In addition, compared to a group of gentle inner-qi warriors, they are more offensive and aggressive.

Due to the strength of the teaching staff and the tradition of the school, a large number of Rongcheng teenagers with martial arts talents like to apply for the No. 7 Middle School. Therefore, the stronger are the stronger. Among martial artists of the same level, few from the No. 1 Middle School can beat the No. 7 Middle School.

"Hiss~"

Li Junhao looked at the other side and took a breath: "One against five, my God, I can't beat any of them!"

"It's one against twelve, and they also have many Body Refining Realm classmates."

Jiang Ding joked.

Li Junhao's face became even more bitter.

"The Cold Weapon Examination is about to begin, please prepare yourself."

The sky blurred for a while, projecting a world filled with yellow sand. The sky was vast and the sky was high, and tornadoes tens of meters high were coming from time to time.

"Randomly - the howling desert."

"Examiner 1246782, Li Junhao comes on. Candidate 1572092, Zhou Zhong comes on."

The first announcement made Li Junhao's face turn green, and a transmitted white light enveloped his whole body and slowly disappeared. The same was true for the No. 7 Middle School.

Two figures appeared in the howling desert in the sky, separated by more than ten meters.

Zhou Zhong wielded a heavy long-handled axe. As soon as Li Junhao appeared, he ran away without looking, trying to escape for his life.

"Ha ha!"

He couldn't help feeling happy, dragging the long-handled ax backwards, striding forward, and soon he was behind him, and the ax struck down neatly.

"Wait! We can chat..."

Li Junhao rolled to the ground with a small dagger in his hand, barely avoiding the long-handled axe, but saw a strong wind coming from the left. He suffered severe pain in his waist, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.