Soul Eater: Asura God of War

Three days after the competition, it was the annual assessment day for the disciples of the Promise Academy.

The Middle School, that is the place that all the disciples of the branch school yearn for. Being able to enter the middle school is tantamount to reaching the sky in one step, so now in the branch school, there is another wave of upsurge.

Moreover, many disciples who do not care about worldly affairs and practice in closed doors also leave at this time, preparing to show their strengths in the assessment.

However, when the branch disciples were undergoing strict assessments in order to enter the middle court, Xing Jue was saddened that the fourth-level body training essence had been used up.

"Hey, on the days without the essence of body training, the speed of cultivation will be greatly reduced."

"Originally, it will be possible to break through to an intermediate Asura martial artist soon, but if this continues, isn't it too far away?"

"It's just that the fourth-order fairy grass is so rare, it's really annoying."

At this moment, Xing Jue was sitting in the Longzu courtyard, looking at the grass-seeking tray in his hand, sighing to himself, the fourth-level body training essence, one drop a day, after eight full months of use, finally completely used up.

Because today was the day when Zhang Xing and others participated in the assessment, almost all the members of the dragon group went to join in the fun, leaving only Xingjue alone, who sat alone in the courtyard, sighing secretly, which seemed a bit desolate.

The reason why Xingjue didn't go was because Xingjue, who had already reached the level of a junior Shura martial artist, had already obtained the qualification to be exempted from the exam, and he could enter the Intermediate Court tomorrow after today was over.

"Brother Xingjue, we are back!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the Longzu courtyard, and the girl Zhang Meng was even more excited, and ran into the courtyard first.

"Brother Zhang, did you succeed?" At this moment, not only Zhang Meng was full of excitement, but even Zhang Xing, who followed closely behind, was also full of joy, so Xing Jue concluded that Zhang Xing must have passed the assessment.

"It's not that simple, I failed!" But to Ling Xingjue's surprise, Zhang Xing shook his head.

"Uh..., failed? Is the assessment so difficult?"

Xing Jue couldn't help being surprised, logically speaking, as long as the strength reaches the high-level Shura warriors, they can be exempted from the exam and directly included in the middle school disciples.

The so-called assessment is only aimed at the disciples of middle-level Shura warriors, and Zhang Xing is currently the best among middle-level Shura warriors in the four branches. Xing Jue feels that with his strength, passing the assessment is not a problem at all.

"Brother Xingjue, hundreds of people participated in today's assessment, but only a dozen people passed the assessment."

"Do the math, those of you who are exempted from the exam, this year, no more than 20 people will enter the intermediate court." Zhang Meng said suddenly.

"Hundreds of people? In the branch, there are so many middle-level Shura warriors?"

Xing Jue couldn't help being surprised, because in the East Courtyard, counting Zhang Xing, there were only three Shura warriors, and those two were still two old men who didn't care about world affairs.

"Yes, I have to say that the Southern Academy is indeed very strong, and most of the people participating in the assessment this time are from the Southern Academy." Zhang Meng said with emotion.

"The South Campus has a solid background, but my East Campus is not bad. With outstanding members like our Dragon Group, the East Campus will definitely become the main force in next year's assessment." Xing Jue said confidently. He patted Zhang Xing on the shoulder to express his comfort.

"Don't worry, Xingjue. In fact, I think it might be a good thing that I failed the assessment. After all, there are so many strong people in the middle court. If they don't have enough strength, they will only be bullied even if they go." Zhang Xing said very relieved .

After hearing Zhang Xing's words, Xing Jue finally knew that Zhang Xing had figured it out a long time ago, so it was no wonder that he was so happy after failing the assessment.

In the early morning of the next day, Xing Jue and other branch disciples who had passed the examination went to the middle court together with the members of the dragon group seeing them off.

Before Xing Jue left, Zhang Xing, as the best brother since he came to the Promise Court, gave Xing Jue a very serious word, that is: "Xing Jue, you must keep a low profile when you arrive at the Intermediate Court. It's no different than a hospital."

"Act in a low-key manner? Is it really possible?"

And along the way, Xing Jue has been thinking about this sentence. In fact, Xing Jue really wants to keep a low profile, but sometimes, no one gives him a chance to keep a low profile.

Therefore, it is indeed too difficult to keep Xing Jue low-key, especially when the middle court already has a not simple enemy.

After thinking all the way, Xing Jue and the others finally came to the highest holy place of the Promise Court, the Intermediate Court.

Although Xing Jue has replaced the medal of the branch court with the medal of the middle court at this moment, the medal of the Dragon Group is still hung on Xing Jue's chest, because as long as he is still in the Promise Court, Xing Jue will only be the leader of the Dragon Group. Will become members of other forces.

Looking at the disciples of the middle court who passed by in front of him, and looking at himself with distinctive eyes, Xing Jue knew that these disciples of the middle court already knew that they were the new disciples who entered the middle court this year.

Xing Jue looked down at the token in his hand, and there was a number engraved on the token, which was the place where Xing Jue lived in the middle courtyard.

Xing Jue and others entered the middle court not by the elders himself, but after giving them the middle court medal and the token, let them come to the middle court by themselves, and let them find their own place to live.

"The treatment in the middle court is indeed better than that in the middle court, and the living environment must be much better."

Looking at the rows of magnificent palaces that stretch as far as the eye can see, Xing Jue knows that courtyards like the Dragon Group will not appear in the middle courtyard. Obviously, each of them has a specific palace to live in, and the living conditions can be described as excellent. Leap a thousand miles.

At this moment, Xing Jue suddenly heard the scene of entering the main pavilion of Yufeng Pavilion when he was in the mortal world. At that time, he wanted to enter the main pavilion for two purposes.

Although strength is one of them, but more is to be able to match the Li Xiaohan in his heart.

"Xiaohan, how are you doing now?"

Whenever he thinks of Li Xiaohan, Xing Jue will feel a stabbing pain in his heart. In the blink of an eye, several years have passed, but Xing Jue is still a low-level figure here. It is far away to return to the mortal world, but his longing for his lover is becoming more and more clear. .

The people who entered the middle court with Xingjue this time, besides the middle-aged uncle, were grandparents who were over half a century old. Xingjue, a young man standing among them, looked quite different.

So when he entered the middle court and felt a lot of emotion, Xing Jue quickly left the team of freshmen disciples, holding the token in his hand and wanted to ask the middle court disciples for directions. What he wanted to do most at this moment was to know, Where is my nest in this courtyard.

"It seems that you are really brave enough to enter the middle court!" But Xing Jue had just walked in front of a disciple, and before he could ask for directions, a man's loud voice suddenly sounded from behind Xing Jue.

Looking sideways, I saw more than [-] people walking towards Xingjue. The strength of these people should not be underestimated, and there were a few familiar faces in the crowd. It was Zhou Peng, and that was Zeng Qulong. A group of two men and one woman making trouble.

But at this moment, the one who spoke to Xing Jue was a tall and mighty young man, and he was also the only one among these people whose strength was above Xing Jue.

Looking around him, the group of people who are respectful to him, Xing Jue has already guessed without thinking too much, the one in front of him should be the tenth existence on the top list, Wan Duan.

Facing the interception of Wan Duan and others, Xing Jue also frowned slightly. The strength of Wan Duan is already at the level of an intermediate Shura martial artist. At this level, he can already skillfully use intermediate combat skills.

If Xing Jue fights against him, his chances of winning are very small, not to mention that he has so many helpers by his side. Although he knew that this would cause trouble for him, he never expected it to happen so soon.

At this moment, Xing Jue silently took out the communication talisman that Elder Ouyang gave him, held it in his hand, but didn't crush it as soon as possible, because Xing Jue always felt that it was a bit shameful to ask the elder for help just after entering the middle court.

"What's going on? Who is this kid? It looks like he should be a disciple who just entered the middle school this year."

"When he first entered the middle court, he provoked a guy like Wan Duan. This kid is doomed!"

The sudden scene also attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples. After all, Wan Duan is a figure on the top list of the middle school, and he is also a famous celebrity in the middle school. At this moment, he personally came to intercept a new student who had just entered the middle school. It aroused the curiosity of the surrounding disciples.

"Xing Jue, don't say that I Wan Duan bullied you. You kneel in front of us and kowtow to my brothers to admit your mistake, and I will let you go." Just when Xing Jue was hesitating, Wan Duan and the others had stopped. It's close, enclosing Xing Jue.

And getting along at such a close distance, Xing Jue can clearly feel the coercion emanating from that Wan Duan is so powerful, although there is only one layer of separation, its strength is far above Xing Jue .

Facing Wan Duan with such strength, Xing Jue knew that he was definitely not his opponent in a direct confrontation, and at this moment, Xing Jue decided to crush the communication talisman.

"Brother Xingjue!" But just as Xingjue had made up his mind, a little girl's voice suddenly sounded from outside the crowd.

Then, I saw a little girl who was only about 10 years old in the Taoist robe of the Wuji Academy, bouncing and running into the crowd, and jumped into Xing Jue's arms.

"Han Xiang, why are you still in the middle courtyard?"

Looking at the girl with a sweet smile on her face at this moment, Xing Jue recognized at a glance that this was the little beggar he rescued back then, Han Xiang.

Seeing Han Xiang, Xing Xin was overjoyed, but at this moment, he was puzzled by Han Xiang's Promise Academy Taoist robe, especially the Intermediate Academy medal on her chest.

"Hey, that bearded grandfather said that I have good aptitude and wants to keep me in the Promise Academy to train me. Now I am also a disciple of the Intermediate Academy." Han Xiang narrowed her eyes slightly, pouted her mouth, and said proudly.

"Whoo~"

And after hearing Han Xiang's words, before Xing Jue could say anything, not far away, he heard the gasps of those freshmen disciples, and their expressions became even more ugly.

Among them, except for a few middle-aged people, they are all over half a century old, and they have been practicing for several years before they proudly entered the middle school.

And Han Xiang is so big, and his strength has not yet reached the level of Shura warriors, and he was unexpectedly accepted as a disciple of the middle court by the Promise Academy.

Although Xing Jue was also shocked by Han Xiang's becoming a disciple of the Intermediate Court, Xing Jue was also shocked to find that in just over a year, Han Xiang had grown from a war saint to a high-level war god.

This speed of cultivation is terrifying. Although it does not rule out the factor of Wuji Academy's training, it also proves Han Xiang's Linyi talent. It is completely justified that such a talent is cultivated by Wuji Academy.

In fact, many middle school disciples entered the middle school when they were young and began to train them.

Otherwise, it would not happen that most of the disciples who entered the middle school from the branch were old people, but most of the middle school disciples were young people.

It's just that there are too few people at Han Xiang's age who are listed as middle school disciples by Wuji Academy, and it can be called the first in history.

"You guys, what are you doing around my big brother Xingjue? Hurry up and get out of the way!" But at this moment, Han Xiang's big eyes suddenly became sharp, and she pointed at Wan Duan and the others and shouted loudly. reprimanded.

"This...."

And at this moment, not to mention the shock on the faces of everyone around, even that Wan Duan was full of ugly expressions.

In the middle courtyard, a little girl suddenly appeared, and naturally became the focus of the middle courtyard.

So now in the Intermediate Court, everyone knows Han Xiang's name, and he is a little ancestor that no one dares to provoke.

Among them, although there is a reason why she is the closed disciple that the elders like, it is more because she has a very talented sister.

"Hmph, little girl, how dare you talk to me like that? In another ten years, you won't be qualified either!"

Although, I know that Han Xiang is not easy to mess with, but how could Wan Duan, who is tenth on the top list, be yelled at by a little girl in front of so many middle school disciples.

"Then look at me, am I qualified enough?"

But just after Wanduan's voice fell, a woman's delicate voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, two beautiful figures fell into the crowd, and when everyone saw these two, they were even more shocked!

(One chapter today, three chapters tomorrow, the day after tomorrow will start to erupt, four times a day, for a week in a row.)