Asura Martial System

In a big hall.

Xueling looked at a dignified middle-aged man sitting at the top: "master of the palace, today's recruitment of disciples is generally like this."

The middle-aged man looked at the list and said with a smile, "this year's geniuses are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons."

"The silver spear Shura, the tyrant of water, the descendant of the holy spear, the Double Sabre weirdo, the flower fairy inheritance, the sword talent, and some of them are also very powerful geniuses."

"Xueling, who do you prefer?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

Xueling shook his head and said nothing.

"This silver spear Shura killed half way, even Yang Jingang, who is the blood of the earth stone bear, is not the enemy of one move. I'm afraid his strength can compete with the tyrant of water."

"Who is strong and who is weak will be revealed tomorrow."

Late at night, Chunyang palace is sleeping in the snow.

The Xuanqi of heaven and earth in Chunyang palace is one of the most vigorous places in the spiritual world. One day of cultivation here is worth ten days outside. All the 20 people who passed the second round, except Zhao Xin and Li Xiaoyu who was seriously injured, cherish this opportunity of cultivation.

By moonlight, Zhao Xin came to Li Xiaoyu's room.

Did not go to the door, found a lying on the roof, step gently, jumped on the roof: "not sleep?"

Lying on the ground, Li Xiaoyu said with a bitter smile, "I can't sleep. Get up and look at the stars."

Zhao Xin knows what Li Xiaoyu is worried about. Even if the broken arm is connected, the activity is still inconvenient. Tomorrow is the challenge arena, which has a great impact on the battle.

"Therapy."

The heart slightly drinks, the treatment technique releases.

Li Xiaoyu's face changed slightly. Looking at Zhao Xin in surprise, he could obviously feel a force in his body nourishing the wound, which was rapidly healing.

After more than a dozen treatments, Li Xiaoyu's arm healed completely.

"How could you come out in such a mess?"

Zhao Xin is clear about Li Xiaoyu's strength. It's definitely not easy for him to get seriously injured and cut off his arm.

"I met Li Gu. He was very strong. He cut off my hand, and I met the siege of some minions, which delayed my time."

Zhao Xin lies next to Li Xiaoyu. They look at the starry sky. It's snowy outside, but the sky of Chunyang palace is endless, revealing the beauty of the Milky way.

"Why do you want to be the master of Chunyang palace so much?"

"I'm afraid the seal of the martial god of Shura is just one of the reasons."

Zhao Xin asked in a low voice, as if questioning himself.

The air fell into silence, and their atmosphere became strange.

"Here, my father's body is buried." Li Xiaoyu said slowly in a calm tone.

Li Xiaoyu then said: "our family is dark. Chunyang palace, a place of ice 300 years ago called modlesa, is an extremely prosperous empire. Our Li family is the ruler of this empire. However, one day, disaster came."

"The Lord of Shura was sealed. He would rather come back and attack us. Overnight, this prosperous Empire disappeared out of thin air. Since then, it has been snowing heavily in this area. The existence of Chunyang palace is to seal the national fortune of modreza."

In calm words, Zhao Xin can hear Li Xiaoyu's anger. When the anger reaches the top, people will not show anger, but this is the most terrible place for human beings. When the anger reaches a peak, it is very terrible to burst out.

Li Xiaoyu got up and looked at Zhao Xin. He said, "those who dare to take my shelter will never be spared."

The night passed by little by little.

The light dispels the darkness.

Sansheng hall, which is the place for the third round of assessment.

Twenty people stood in two rows in the main hall.

More than a dozen powerful people in front of the team sat on the high platform.

"That's the master of Chunyang palace."

"Well, he was the first emperor who founded Chunyang palace. Chunyang palace has become the strongest sect in the five realms in a hundred years. It's really terrible."

Several people looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the middle and whispered.

"Cough --"

"Welcome to the palace master." Elder Xu stood up and coughed twice to signal silence.

Wu Mo got up with a smile on his face: "Hello, disciples. I'm Wu Mo, the leader of Chunyang palace. I hope you will stand out and become a member of Chunyang palace."

Wu Mo exchanged a few polite greetings.

Mr. Xu said: "the third round of assessment is very simple. If you choose your opponents randomly, the last ten winners will become formal disciples. Of course, if you lose, you won't be expelled from the sect. If you are observed by the palace master and other elders, you can make an exception to recruit."

"Now, please go to the observation platforms on both sides and wait for the first round of fighting disciples."

People go to the stairs on both sides of the hall to wait. The whole hall is within the scope of challenge arena. There is no challenge arena, even if you lose. Here, you can only kill your opponent or make him lose his ability.

Above the highest viewing platform.

Wu Mo looked at Zhao Xin and said, "is he Zhao Xin of silver spear Shura?"

Xueling nodded: "it's a disciple from a local holy market sect. He is very powerful. His silver spear technique is very powerful. It seems that he has reached the state of great fullness. However, it's just a guess. Whether he has reached the state of great fullness has yet to be confirmed."

"Da Yuan man?" Wu Mo looks slightly changed, any weapon has a proficiency level, entry level, proficient, proficient, master, master, full circle!

The whole fairyland can cultivate a kind of weapon to a full circle, he only knows one, Ouyang Tianjian, a spirit Master in the heaven spirit world!

Swordsmanship is perfect!

If Zhao Xinzhen's marksmanship is successful, if he can grow up for a hundred years, he will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ouyang, or even stronger.

Although the sword is the gentleman in the weapon, the gun is the king of all weapons. The skill of shooting is more profound than that of sword, and it is difficult to cultivate.

Even he had a little interest in Zhao Xin.

Elder Xu walked up to them and said, "Lord of the palace, elder Xue, how do you arrange the first round of disciples?"

"Just random, no special arrangement."

"Yes."

Elder Xu turned and left.

"Disciple of the first round, Zhou Chao vs. Li Xiaoyu!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Xin and Li Xiaoyu were stunned. They were still discussing what to do if they met.

Li Xiaoyu shrugged helplessly: "it seems that you don't have to worry about meeting."

"Go ahead."

Li Xiaoyu jumped down from the challenge arena, and another person jumped down on the other side.

"Li Xiaoyu is really unlucky. He met Zhou Chao."

"Zhou Chao's strength is unpredictable, and he is very proficient in all kinds of attribute skills."

"Some people have seen Zhou Chao fight with xunxianzi. Xunxianzi is almost the strongest disciple in this session, and Zhou Chao can do ten moves under his command."

"No!"

The strength of looking for a fairy is almost obvious to all. It's very good to have five moves under his command, because so far all the people who want to find trouble with a fairy are killed by one move.

Zhou Chao's ability to make ten moves under his command indirectly shows his strength.