On the square.
That elder was sitting cross-legged in the air, causing the hearts of many people to burn with passion, triggering the passion of cultivation in their hearts.
This was the king of cultivation!
At the same time.
The outer sect disciples focused their attention on the ten pillars of light.
Some of them were slightly absent-minded, and their faces gradually turned red.
"Last year's outer sect competition only required an attack power of 80,000 jin. Why does it need 100,000 kg now?”
Someone was puzzled.
An attack of 100,000 kilograms was the standard strength of a ninth level Blood Transformation martial artist. In other words, if a ninth level Blood Transformation martial artist did not have any special techniques…
It was very likely that he would be eliminated in the first round!
Many people were in a daze. Their hard work for a year seemed to have been reduced to nothing in one move. Many disciples 'faces were pale.
Some of them left the scene helplessly, clearly aware of their own capabilities.
Now.
Just by announcing the rules, four to five hundred people left, and the atmosphere instantly became oppressive.
"Humph!"
"A bunch of cowards, leaving without even having the courage to take the test. Useless trash, let me punch you first!”
At this moment.
On the square, a robust youth snorted coldly and spoke in disdain.
His cultivation was at the ninth level of the Blood Transformation realm, but as his blood surged, there were lightning arcs jumping around. Clearly, he was extraordinary and had special techniques.
Thump!
He threw a punch, and the air exploded.
On the pillar of light, light flickered and a number appeared.
"Ninety-nine thousand!"
When they saw this value, the people around them could not help but laugh.
It was a little awkward!
The robust youth was also dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes, cursed, and punched again.
"Break!"
The robust youth roared, his face turning red.
Boom!
As the punch landed, the lightning arcs on his muscles became more and more obvious. His veins bulged as if they were about to jump out.
"99,999!"
Finally, a number was left.
At this moment!
Everyone was silent. Even Jiang Chen had a strange expression on his face.
This was…
Too unlucky!
"I don't believe you, you're teasing me!"
The robust youth went crazy.
He waved his fists again and smashed them down.
As the punches landed, the numbers kept dropping.
Puchi!
In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"Failed!"
"Carry him away!"
A cold and emotionless voice came from the sky.
At this moment.
Those people who were about to laugh suddenly froze. Their expressions were serious, even if it was just a little bit worse!
It had to be an attack of 100,000 kilograms.
Soon after.
People began to test it one after another.
"100,000!"
"Pass!"
“……”
"53,000!"
"Failed!"
……
"86,000!"
"Failed!"
……
"90,000!"
"Failed!"
……
One by one, the outer sect disciples began to take the test.
As the sounds of failure rang out, many of the others couldn't help but feel extremely nervous.
The failure rate was too high!
Only those with tenth rank cultivation could pass through.
And there was not a single one below the tenth level.
"150,000!"
"Pass!"
Suddenly.
The announcement attracted the attention of the surrounding people and immediately caused an uproar.
"This is the fluctuation of a ninth level blood transformation realm primary stage. He actually slashed out 150,000 kilograms of attack power!”
Someone was stunned.
Many gazes were cast on the young man holding the saber. His face was cold and solemn, his body was straight, and he was dressed in black.
He could feel a faint saber qi coming at him.
" It's indeed interesting. If he's given some time, he might have a chance to comprehend the embryonic form of saber intent…"
Not far away.
Li Xue, the number one disciple of the outer sect, said lightly, his blood-red eyes staring at the man.
However, his gaze soon landed on another white-robed figure.
Jiang Chen!
This was the opponent he should pay attention to.
A mere ninth level Blood Transformation realm was just an interesting person. He had only attracted his attention.
"Jiang Chen, I wonder when you'll make your move…"
"Spirit Nurturing Stage 1 can release a million kilograms of force, how strong are you?”
Li Xue was looking forward to competing with him.
A blue-robed youth walked past the young sabersman and stopped in the distance.
He took out a compass. It was rusted and even had some sword scars.
From the perspective of others, it would seem as if the blue-robed youth was looking at the palm of his hand, but in fact, he was staring at the compass.
Gradually…
Lines of words appeared in the young man's eyes.
Those were green words.
"White, green, blue, red, purple, gold, and purple gold. There are a total of seven levels of fate. I've seen so many white fate, but green fate is rare!”
The young man murmured and smiled.
He had a fair and clean appearance and looked extremely ordinary. It was as if he would be easily found in a crowd, but his eyes flickered with a bright light from time to time.
He looked at the green characters and slowly read them in his heart.
" Recently, I obtained a mystic saber technique in the third cabinet of the Ten Thousand Spirit Pavilion, number 300. It was like adding wings to a tiger, and I successfully comprehended the embryonic form of saber intent!”
The words on the compass slowly faded away, and the young man put away the compass.
His name was Ye Wenqiu!
With a compass, one could see the fate of others. According to the fate, one could use the compass to display the recent opportunities of the other party.
Then, they plundered!
"If there's a destined protagonist, then I'll be rich!”
Ye Wenqiu pondered.
His mission was to harvest those destined protagonists, intercept their luck and opportunities, and then turn them into his own.
He was a natural villain and an old enemy of the hot shots.
"Let me see if there are any hot shots present. Generally speaking…it's very likely that they're hiding in the outer sect competition and are preparing to use this to amaze the world!”
Ye Wenqiu sneered.
He was the perfect villain to suppress these ignorant protagonists.
Soon after.
He kept using the compass to test it, and finally, the power of the compass landed on Jiang Chen's body.
The moment they made contact.
Boom!
Wisps of purplish golden light emerged from the compass and filled the entire sky. Ye Wenqiu seemed to see the sky exploding.
The nine purple-gold fate dragons circled in the void and enveloped the white-robed youth.
He would be like the Holy Son of the Holy Land, dominating this place and overlooking all the disciples around him. He would be independent of the human world and peerless!
"This…"
" This is!!!"
Ye Wenqiu was excited.
He could only see those phenomena with the compass.
He was shocked by this luck.
He felt that his compass was extremely hot, as if it was being burned by the other party's luck.
"The highest level of purple-gold fate, a true hot shot!”
"Haha, I finally found it."
"What fat leeks!"
Ye Wenqiu was ecstatic.
He was very excited.
As a villain, his own luck was average. He only had level three blue luck, and this was what he had painstakingly plundered from others.
"Looks like I can ruthlessly take advantage of him and continuously suppress the hot shots to use the compass to transfer the luck to me…"
"Instead, it made my luck turn purple-gold!”
Ye Wenqiu thought.
"Let me see what your recent fortuitous encounter is…"
Ye Wenqiu gradually revealed a cold smile.
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