If the disciple is too sandy

Chapter 217 How Scary Are the Players of the Five Departments? (seeking a monthly ticket)

The elder of the Tianhua Sect stepped forward, looked at everyone present, and said loudly: "The talent test is over, and the next step is the formal discussion. First, we will start with the disciples who are in the Qi training realm. gather!"

Wanglong Terrace, the training venue prepared by Tianhuazong.

There are a large number of magic circles arranged in the entire venue, and there are restrictions, only those who are in the realm of Qi training are allowed to enter.

After the disciples in the realm of Qi training are over, the restriction will also be revoked.

This is also to ensure that some masters will not get involved.

This happened 50 years ago.

A powerful sect, seeing his disciple being deposed, rushed up immediately, killed the disciple who fought against him, and injured many participating disciples at the same time.

Since then, there have been prohibition arrangements.

That is to say, if you enter this arena, unless you admit defeat, there is only one dead end.

It is said to be a competition, but it is actually a battle of life and death.

The people in the Northern Wilderness seem to have gotten used to it for a long time.

After all, almost all the people of the older generation were killed in this kind of competition back then.

There is no shame in admitting defeat, death is the saddest thing.

So such a competition is usually a gamble.

Bet on a bright future.

If he wins, the reputation of himself and the sect will rise greatly, attracting attention, and become famous in the Northern Wilderness and even the whole world.

If you lose, you will either be said a few words, or your life will be spared.

This is a double-edged sword for those involved.

But didn't the practitioners just choose a big gamble?
Even though they know that it is full of dangers, they will still choose to participate in it.

"Half Meng, don't be ashamed."

Holding the communication ring, the dung beetle said with a smile on his face, "The realm of Qi training is your home field. If you lose all of them, it will be really embarrassing."

"Shut your stinky mouth."

Half-dream, half-awake, half-life rolled his eyes and said: "I will lose in this kind of competition? I'm afraid you don't know the strength of my fellow practitioners of the five departments."

Hearing this, the dung beetle's eyes widened, and even Lao Mo who was beside him gave him a surprised look.

Fellow practitioners of the five departments?

are you crazy?
How many contribution points does this cost?

"Holy shit, Banmeng boss is actually a fellow practitioner of the five departments? No wonder he was chosen by Brother Xu as the representative of the realm of Qi training."

"Is this really true? Fellow practitioners of the five departments will waste a lot of contribution points."

"The ordinary breakthrough realm is determined according to the cultivation method of each person. The more you practice, the more contribution points you will consume."

"Cultivators of the five departments need to spend five times the contribution points. The big boss is the big boss."

"Under the Fengwu tree in Lingxiao Palace, there are only fellow practitioners of the third department, and the boss Banmeng is actually a fellow practitioner of the fifth department, which is so terrifying."

"..."

The players are also talking about it.

After all, they are reluctant to waste so many contribution points.

It's not necessary.

This contribution point is shining money.

Isn't it worthwhile to just waste it like this?

But half-dream, half-awake, half-life doesn't care. As a third-test player, it's fine if he doesn't have the advantage of innate talent, and he doesn't even have blood and physique.

The only way is to find another way out.

The fellow practitioners of the five departments were his choice.

Only with fellow practitioners of the five departments can he have stronger strength and stand out among the players.

This time, the Northern Wilderness Conference is the stage for him to show off.

The stage has been set up, and the rest is up to him to perform on stage.

Half-dream, half-awake, half-life strode up, and stood among a group of disciples who were in the realm of Qi training.

Only then did the elder of Tianhuazong speak: "This sparring is different from the previous ones, it adopts the method of chaotic fighting. After you go to the Watching Dragon Arena, all you have to do is knock your opponents out of the ring. If you are faced with a life-or-death crisis, you can immediately admit defeat. "

Hearing this, the faces of many people in the realm of Qi training changed drastically.

"Why is it different from the past?"

"Do you want to fight randomly? In this way, we can cooperate with the brothers and the others first, and we can eliminate other people first."

"Isn't such a rule telling us to form a group? That's too unfair to a force with a small number of people!"

"The Xuanhuang Sect has only one disciple, isn't he very dangerous?"

"..."

This rule is obviously acquiesced. After all, those elders and suzerains standing in the stands didn't say much about it.

The way of fighting in the past is not unheard of.

Some of them participated in the chaos.

It can only be said that the chaos is more cruel, and it is very unfriendly to forces with a small number of people.

But doesn't this rule just satisfy them?

If they could take the opportunity to kill that once-in-a-thousand-year disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect, wouldn't they have made a profit?
Even if he couldn't be killed, it would be good to eliminate his serious injuries.

"Damn it, it's a joke."

The dung beetle said with a dark face: "Isn't this just a gang fight? Can Banmeng hold on?"

"You underestimate the players of the five departments."

Lao Mo explained from the side: "Five departments of fellow practitioners mean that he has practiced all five departments of spells to the point of unity, and knows how to display powerful moves.

In the same realm, the strength of fellow practitioners of the five departments is not weaker than that of me who has opened the eight doors of Dunjia.

If Banmeng can directly activate his ultimate move, it would not be a problem to clear the stage in a second. "

Hearing this, the dung beetle was stunned.

Are fellow practitioners of the five departments so strong?

Gee.

If I didn't owe a large amount of contribution points, I would want fellow practitioners from the five departments.

This way of improving strength is simply not too cool.

It would be really terrifying for fellow practitioners of the five departments to be at the same level as Lao Mo in strength.

Doesn't that mean that half-dream, half-awake, and half-life can kill high-level people?
Strong.

"Banmeng, don't embarrass us, it's best to get all these grandchildren down!"

The dung beetle shouted from below: "I want to see you clear the stage in a second! Let them know how strong you are!"

Hearing this, those who practiced Qi were very angry.

What does this mean?
Look down on them who are in the realm of Qi training?
So what if he is a gifted disciple who meets once in a thousand years?

With so many of us under siege, let alone winning, whether you can survive or not is another matter.

Half-dream, half-awake, half-life turned his head with a dark face and said, "Damn it, if you continue to hate me, I will step down and kill you!"

Anxious!

He is in a hurry!

The dung beetle was immediately happy, and he would lose if he stepped down.

If you lose, Brother Xu's feet will fall on you.

After stabilizing his emotions, the half-dream, half-awake, half-awakened sigh of relief: "Although he is annoying, but he is really good, I will eliminate you all!"

Immediately, all the disciples in the Qi training realm on the Wanglongtai were furious.

"What a big tone, you dare to be so arrogant by yourself?"

"Looking for death, let me kill you with one move!"

"What about a once-in-a-thousand-year talent? I'll kill you like a dog!"

"What kind of bullshit Xuanhuang faction is nothing more than an arrogant waste, what waves can you make by yourself!"

"..."

With the withdrawal of the elders of the Tianhua Sect, the disciples in the realm of Qi training are also gearing up.

At this moment, they seem to have the same goal.

Half dream, half awake, half life!

Eliminating this person first is their primary goal!

Half-dream, half-awake, half-life is also not polite, directly raises his hand to pinch the formula, the speed is very fast, and everyone is dazzled.

"Wood Dun-Birth of the Sea of ​​Trees!"

Accompanied by his soft shout, the ground of the Watching Dragon Terrace began to shake crazily, and cracks appeared directly on the Watching Dragon Terrace.

Immediately afterwards, green and dangerous trees emerged from the cracks in the ground, and then grew vigorously at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just in the blink of an eye, the entire Dragon Watching Terrace was completely surrounded by trees.

Create a forest at will!
With such a method, even those bigwigs who watched the excitement from the stands were severely shocked.

"How is it possible? What kind of exercise is this?"

"Even I can't do it with such means. This kid can actually create a forest at will."

"It's not right, these trees seem to be connected to that kid's breath, just like the relationship between the formation and the formation!"

"You mean that Wanglong Terrace has been taken over by this kid now? Doesn't our disciple become a lamb locked up?"

"..."

Everyone noticed that something was wrong with the trees on the Wanglongtai, and their expressions were all serious.

what's the problem?

It was obviously a crushing situation, why did the crushed become their disciples?
So many people were trapped by one move?
"Now the venue is taken over by me!"

Half-dream, half-awake, half-life grinned, his eyes full of confidence.

Originally, he could use the cutting technique to instantly kill everyone present, but he didn't want to be so cruel.

He is very peaceful!
The next moment, a figure flew upside down from the trees, and then fell hard.

"Junior Brother Wang!"

A brother from the sect recognized this person, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

The junior brother Wang said with a look of horror: "The demon, the tree demon, those trees are alive, they threw me out!"

As soon as the words fell, another figure flew upside down and fell out.

The next moment, it was like dumpling, a figure fell out of it.

Seeing this scene, the dung beetle couldn't help swallowing, and said, "I'm sorry, is the wood tunnel so awesome? Isn't this much better than the half-leaf wood tunnel?"

"Hehe, Lao Tzu's Mu Dun has not yet reached this stage, Banmeng has risen without a sound."

"Boss, my Mudun is not as good as him. It seems that the title of Mudun No.1 is about to be lost."

"He Wood Dun is so powerful, so wouldn't the other four systems of spells also be able to crush our existence?"

"Fuck, it's scary for you to say that. No wonder Lao Mo said that the strength of Banmeng in the same realm can match him."

"..."

Listening to the conversation of the players on the communication ring, Lao Mo frowned tightly.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "What I said before was not comprehensive enough. Now that I see his strength, I feel that in the same situation, if I can't kill him with one blow, I'm afraid I will lose!"

(End of this chapter)