Asura War Supreme

"Next, the third round of assessment begins!" In the sky, the old man's powerful voice, like the thunder of bells and drums, once again sounded in the ears of many disciples in the square. The old man said, "the next step is to select 30 excellent disciples from the selected ones and practice in the inner courtyard."“ Assessment method - "speaking of this, everyone in the square looks very tight. Many people are full of confidence in entering the National Education College and becoming a disciple of the outside college. However, the difficulty lies in that they want to be a disciple of the inner college rather than a disciple of the outside college. You know, the treatment that the inner court disciples enjoy is not comparable to that of the outer court disciples! Moreover, only when you become a disciple of the inner court, can you have a chance to run for election to be the son of the inner court! Son of the inner court! This is the title of Tianjiao disciple of the whole college! Not only the National Education College, but also the other three colleges have the saying of "Saint son"! And the National Education College, each year, there are only eight places for the Holy Son! These eight people, after becoming the Holy Son, have the opportunity to worship under the eight masters and become their disciples. Therefore, it is extremely important to pass the third round of examination and become a disciple of the inner court. However, there are only 30 places on the list of students in the inner court every year. Now, we have to select the 30 most outstanding students from the 1700 odd people. To illustrate this, these 30 people are undoubtedly the geniuses among the geniuses! Boom! All of a sudden, in the distance of the sky, there came a terrible dull sound, followed by a terrible breath, suddenly jumped out! This breath, introverted and domineering, makes the souls of all people shrink and their hearts tremble. They looked up at the sky and saw the old man next to him. I don't know when, suddenly, there was a middle-aged man. The man was slender, dressed in a white robe, and had a handsome face. The handsome middle-aged man did not walk in the air, but stood on the body of a huge monster with his feet side by side. The monster, more than ten feet long, is a white dove, which stirs up its broad wings in the air. In the pupil of the beast, there is a strong lightning light wave, flashing slightly, as if it can be released at any time. It looks very fierce“ Meet the president As soon as the man appeared, the old man immediately gave him a gift. Your honor! In the square, for many years, their eyes twinkled. Looking at the handsome man in the sky, they immediately knew that this man was the dean of the national education college. Bai Zhanzhao, the terror master with eight levels of terror spirit, cultivation, and the strength to transform the virtual world, was in his body! On the square, Lin Jingyu in the crowd also took a look at the direction of the sky that day. He saw the middle-aged handsome man standing on the huge snow-white turtledove. His eyes were sharp as eagles, his demeanor was elegant, and his temperament was outstanding. When he saw this place, he could not help but praise it. The president of the National Institute of education, when I see him today, is really extraordinary“ Elder Ling, I'm only here this time. I'm just here to watch. You don't have to be disturbed by me. Let's continue with the following assessment process. " Bai Zhanzhao's eyes were calm and he gave a smile“ Yes, your excellency