A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding came out and was greeted with cheers.

Okay, you boy!

Sun Xiao and other male classmates gathered around him and patted him on the shoulder: Win the game back for us.

The top ten is stable.

That's alright. We're not good at this kind of one-on-one competition. It's enough to be in the top ten. We'll beat them to tears during the practical exam.

Someone comforted.

OK, all right.

Jiang Ding didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The style of our team is so good that we have made ourselves very vulnerable. If we lose next, we will jump off the building.

Bah! How dare you think!

The people over there in No. 7 Middle School sneered.

We have Li Tie who is at the eighth level of qi training. He wants to beat us up and eat our shit. And you, who may not be in the top ten in the inner qi realm, are just cowards!

Haha, you are so stubborn. Who do you think the blind man is talking about?

The two sides began to quarrel again, each defending the collective honor of No. 1 Middle School and No. 7 Middle School, including many students in the Qi Training Realm who also spat and spitted.

There is no image at all.

Not far away, the monks from Canghai Xiaojie Liyun Sect, who were waiting in formation, looked at each other, full of confusion.

Isn't it just a competition between mortals in the world?

Why should we take it so seriously?

In addition, the magic of the Immortal Sect is terrifying. In the secret realm, there are almost unlimited talismans for death. Unlike them, they are as humble as ants, and if they die, they will die.

Of course, no one thought it was unfair.

Just as they looked at the humble casual cultivators in Canghai Small World, the Immortal Sect cultivators could naturally take their lives as a joke, just because of a trial.

In the world of immortality, it is normal for the strong to be respected.

The progress of the exam continued to advance, and soon, the Cold Weapon Fighter in the Inner Qi Realm of No. 1 Middle School was almost wiped out, and was pushed back to fifteen people.

Sun Xiao sighed: If we were in some small world where martial arts is the most important thing, all of us would be on the street, and we really wouldn't be able to defeat those idiots in No. 7 Middle School.

You guys are still on the street, but I can't be considered a human being anymore.

Li Junhao was crying and finally recovered. After the first battle, he immediately admitted defeat.

Ha ha!

Everyone around me was laughing, but I wasn’t too upset.

After all, Xianmen is based on realm and cultural class results. Although they can't beat the people in No. 7 Middle School, their scores are only five to ten points higher, and they can easily make up for it in other places.

After all, the score that Qi Realm can get in the entire Cold Weapon Examination is only twenty-five points.

In the future, not only will there be no disadvantage in joining the army, finding a job, etc., but they will have more advantages than those with the same score in No. 7 High School, and it will be easier to get a high-paying job.

Please take the exam 1246215, Jiang Ding enters the examination room.

Candidates please...

Everyone who was still chatting and spanking turned their attention to the last single seedling left in the sky. The other exams had ended, and the next step was the battle of the top 16. The winner would advance to the top eight, and the score would open up. There are many people.

Jiang Ding pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword and opened his eyes.

On the ground filled with yellow sand, in the distance is a tornado tens of meters high. It will be rolled up if you are not careful. The visibility is very high, and there are dents in the ground under your feet.

Good! Luck has come!

A short candidate in the No. 7 Middle School had learned from Wu Jinqian's experience and lessons, strictly guarding against death and not doing anything that wasted his inner strength, but he didn't want to randomly end up in a deserted sandy landscape where it was difficult to hide his traces.

Overjoyed, without thinking, he picked up a thick sword and rushed forward.

broken!

Sun Xiao slapped his thigh: How did we get this terrain? The little breath-containing technique has no effect.

Others were also very sorry.

Oh, that's alright. There will be a resurrection match after that to compete for the ninth to sixteenth place. The top ten is still possible.

Not so lucky...

etc!

Li Junhao was a little puzzled. He raised his hand and said, Jiang Ding often beats you in cold weapons. At that time, he didn't learn the breath-containing technique. Why can't he do it this time?

Sun Xiao, Li Hu and others were silent.

Keng!

Jiang Ding did not dodge, he drew his sword, and a regular half-arc flashed past.

The point where the sword tip landed was exactly on the side of the broadsword. The highly condensed sword light pierced through the thick layers of sword energy and reached the body of the sword, causing dazzling sparks to bloom.

Although the internal force is weaker, he has managed to destroy several internal forces with one internal force!

Where the sword tip comes into contact with the blade body, a huge internal force that has been weakened by less than half surges in from the sword tip with a surging force. Before it can enter the opponent's meridians, it is weakened layer by layer until it disappears.

Even if you practice the same technique and move to a lower level, you can still face the moves head-on without falling behind at all!

The expression of the short candidate from No. 7 Middle School changed slightly. Before he could change his moves, a sword light stabbed straight at his throat. It was as fast as lightning. In a hurry, he quickly put the sword back to defend and held it against the tip of the sword.

In a hasty change of moves, the huge zhenqi network in the body could not be mobilized for a while, and Jiang Ding's zhenqi was concentrated and broken through during the contact. Instead, it formed a local military advantage in a certain sense.

Go away!

The short examinee couldn't use any strength and felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. He slashed open the person with a sharp knife and stabbed him. He quickly retreated, hoping to get some time to breathe.

Jiang Ding thrust out his sword again. Although his speed was not as fast as his opponent's, he struck first, breaking through the sword's energy and thrusting it into the opponent's arms. He could only mobilize some of his inner energy to defend himself more hurriedly, and the situation became even more serious. deterioration.

One sword, two swords...

Every time the sword fell, it was precisely stuck at the moment when the short examinee's sword was about to be cut. He was unable to use his full strength. The sword became weaker and weaker as he slashed, and even roaring and roaring was of no avail.

This is a huge gap in swordsmanship!

The third sword was so slow that it could no longer be blocked. The tip of the sword penetrated the throat, and the sword energy poured into it, crushing all the organs.

The short candidate's movements were stiff, his angry pupils were dim, and his body fell softly.

Jiang Ding drew out his sword, shook off the blood, and sheathed the sword.

The outside world suddenly fell silent.

……you're right.

Sun Xiao said to Li Junhao: I saw myself in the training class through the eyes of that guy from No. 7 Middle School.

Advanced level swordsmanship!

Compared with them, the warriors from No. 7 Middle School were much more knowledgeable and stared intently at the figures slowly disappearing from the screen.

Being able to use the weak to attack the strong is definitely a master swordsmanship at the level of Young Eagle Takes Off. No, this does not count as using the weak to attack the strong, but to use the strong to attack the weak. The level of inner energy does not always completely determine the strength.

not only that.

Jiang Jinxian's expression was solemn: There are too many traces of the Eagle Takes Off between the moves. I suspect that his skills are also perfect.

The people around were shocked.

The former representative technique, Eagle Takes Off Art, is a Dao, which means that the opponent's training speed will be very fast, and now he can still fight back and forth with his internal strength advantage. In the near future, he will not even have this opportunity!

The person with the best martial arts talent among the seven of them has only reached a small level of success in the technique.

Don't worry, his qualifications are very poor. Even after the great success method, his cultivation speed will not be too fast.

Jiang approached the Immortal Way, with a strong fighting spirit rising in his heart.

In the proctoring room.

Pity.

Jin Dazheng said regretfully: With such excellent martial arts talent, he should have applied to our No. 7 Middle School, so that his strength today will definitely be more than this.

What do you know?

Zhang Dingjun sneered: In addition to talent, Dacheng-level exercises require profound knowledge of immortality as a foundation to stimulate them. Do you have enough teachers in the cultural class of No. 7 Middle School?

If you are always fierce and brave, after your strength improves rapidly for a while, you will become increasingly weak in the follow-up.

Jin Dazheng was silent.