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Chapter 12 Let the Storm Come Stronger

The referee arrived, confirmed the list of candidates who had advanced to the final, and then let them walk onto the competition stage in batches.

Everyone wondered, what is this for?
Wouldn't it be to let us have a big fight!
On the competition stage where Yuchen was, the other contestants stared at him unkindly, all of them smiling, Yuchen's heart pounded when he saw that expression, and he felt creepy.

He turned his head away consciously, and prayed silently: "God bless, don't let it be a big fight, I will be beaten to death alive."

At this time, an arm was around his neck, and a strong man leaned his head over and said friendlyly: "Little fat man, don't worry, I will treat you well later, and they will too."

The strong man turned his head to look at the contestants behind, and said loudly, "Do you think so?"

"That's a must, Fatty, I advise you to protect your head, so as not to be beaten into a pig's head."

"And your mouth, I don't think it's been a day or two for you to tear it apart."

"If you're really afraid, just abstain. If you have time now, find a place to hide. Maybe you won't be able to escape us from finding you after the fall."

Everyone booed, and the other two contestants on the stage joined in, saying what you said.

Yuchen shivered, like a fallen leaf in the cold wind, pitiful and helpless.

Chen Xichuan watched the play with relish, let go of his voice, and joked: "Fatty, don't be cowardly, show your true strength later, and open their eyes."

Yuchen wants to cry but has no tears, her heart is bitter.

Brother, can you not add oil and vinegar?Didn't you see the look in their eyes that wanted to stab me!
The referee was also amused when he saw Yuchen being so favored.

This little fat man is really capable. With his own strength, he almost offended all the contestants once.

If an award can be presented, he will arrange for Yu Chen the best courage award.

The episode ended, and the final round of guard selection officially began.

"We don't compete in the final, we compete against pressure."

The referee opened his mouth, and not far away came three guards in golden armor, with high cultivation, they were all soul kings!
Chen Xichuan was startled. The Wuhun Palace is worthy of being the most powerful force in the mainland. Its background is too deep, and the branch hall can easily find such masters.

The guards in golden armor stood in front of a martial arts arena respectively. Their faces were covered by their heavy armors, making it impossible to see their real faces clearly.

When the referee saw that the personnel were in place, he cleared his throat and said, "Then, let's begin!"

Before the contestants could react, the three golden-armored guards suddenly summoned their martial souls, their soul rings were fully opened, and a majestic coercion descended suddenly.

There were muffled humming sounds from the wind, sand and rocks in the stadium.

A few contestants didn't have time to adapt, and when their legs bent, they were crushed to the ground by this powerful pressure, and they couldn't get up even if they climbed up.

"So the so-called resistance to pressure is like this." Chen Xichuan suddenly said.

The referee stared at the contestants on the competition stage expressionlessly, and said seriously: "If you want to join the Wuhun Temple, you must have a will like steel. Whoever can persevere to the end will be able to participate in the competition."

After a pause, he said again: "The person who falls last will have a special reward."

When Chen Xichuan heard this, he became interested immediately. He approached the referee and asked, "What is the reward? Why didn't you tell me?"

No.1 in the final has additional benefits, how can it be easily let go?

No, you have to add me.

"This"

The referee was stunned, not knowing how to answer Chen Xichuan's question.

Because this is his temporary decision.

Chen Xichuan didn't care about this, he stared at the referee intently, grinning, showing his white teeth.

In the end, the referee compromised.

"You are already escorted to Wuhundian Academy, and you still come to join in the fun." He laughed and cursed, and said, "Go as soon as you want! The No.1 reward is a storage-type soul tool."

Chen Xichuan was dumbfounded, a soul guide?

shit.

The value of this thing is very high, even the most common ones are hard to get, most people can't afford them at all.

He never expected that the Spirit Hall would be so generous, using the soul guide as a reward for the selection of guards.

The happiness of a rich man is really beyond what a poor man like him can experience.

Without further ado, he rushed to the competition stage first.

Seeing Chen Xichuan running up to the stage inexplicably, Yuchen said while resisting the coercion with difficulty, "Brother, didn't you leave the competition early, why did you come back?"

When he spoke, his fat body was trembling, and the golden armored guards continued to increase their pressure, and people fell to the ground one after another.

"I want to come and play, can't I?"

Chen Xichuan asked back with a smile, and immediately stepped out, Wuhun Zhuxian Sword and Killing Immortal Sword appeared together, surrounding him.

Two fairy swords, one white and one red, continuously released sword energy to envelop him, resisting the coercion from the outside world.

His face was calm and extremely relaxed, which formed a sharp contrast with the rest of the players.

The referee noticed the abnormality and said in surprise, "When did this kid reach level 25? Could it be that he's really hiding his strength?"

He was puzzled at first, and then denied it.

In front of him, it was impossible for Chen Xichuan to hide his cultivation.

He is a soul saint!
Well, this can only show that Chen Xichuan relied on his own ability in a short period of time to forcibly raise his cultivation level!
But it's only been a few days?
Two days
It is unimaginable and unbelievable to increase the five-level soul power in two days.

"Wuhundian has really found a treasure. This child is so terrifying, and he will become a great weapon in the future." The referee was very excited and happy from the bottom of his heart.

Time passed by every minute and every second. At this moment, the coercion released by the golden armored guards had reached the level of the soul sect, and there were very few people standing on the competition stage.

Including Chen Xichuan, there are only five people in total!

Three of them are Soul Masters, including Chu Li.

The other person was the most unexpected, Yu Chen, the fat man.

"How is it possible, this fat man hasn't fallen down yet, am I hallucinating?"

"He is so powerful. Could it be that he was pretending to be weak before, trying to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

"It's over, according to the current situation, we can't teach him a lesson. His ranking has entered the top ten, and the number of guards is stable!"

"Let's not talk about it, let's run first. This fat man's personality looks like he will take revenge. We ridiculed him before, but he will definitely take revenge afterwards."

The candidate who had already fallen suddenly moved again, carrying the coercion of the sky, struggling to crawl like a snail, trying to leave the competition stage.

Facing the coercion of the soul sect level, even Chen Xichuan felt the slightest pressure. The two fairy swords around him showed their power, and the swords blew sonorously. He let out a low sigh and straightened his spine.

"Let the storm come harder!"

He shouted in his heart, intending to take this test to hone himself and test his limits.

Kacha~
The coercion rose again, the three golden armored guards didn't hold back any more, the soul king's breath overflowed, and the competition platform was covered with spider web-like cracks in an instant.

(End of this chapter)