Nine Turns Sword God

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd went wild.

The warriors who originally laughed at Chu Shaoyang for not overestimating his abilities were all thinking about how to curry favor with Chu Shaoyang.

That is the personal inheritance of the future elders. How can I wait until now if I don’t fawn over him?

"You little bastard, do you like pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger so much?"

Wu Qin's face was ashen and extremely angry!

Those who become saints are all the top geniuses in a continent.

And he was born in the Taichu Holy Palace and was a native.

It is a realm that relies on the abundant spiritual energy in the Holy Palace space and the accumulation of resources far beyond the continent.

Compared with Chu Shaoyang, they are as different as clouds and mud!

Originally, he just wanted to show off and let the elders see his strength.

But I never thought that I would offend the person who should be offended the least!

In this case, the only choice is to strike first.

Kill Chu Shaoyang while his realm is still shallow, and avoid future troubles forever!

Wu Qin suppressed the anger in his heart and snorted coldly: "You're lucky, I'll pay for your registration fee!"

After saying that, he threw out a spiritual crystal and turned around to leave.

Everyone looked at Wu Qin in surprise, never expecting it.

Wu Qin, a man who often causes trouble, is actually scared!

Afraid of Chu Shaoyang's talent, he took the initiative to pay the registration fee for him!

"He is indeed a saint. Not to mention his talent, he is already the strongest among the newcomers in this generation."

"Just the name of a saint can scare Wu Qin into running away with his tail between his legs!"

Many people gathered around Chu Shaoyang and fawned over him.

Chu Shaoyang just smiled and responded, not interested in these people.

"Shaoyang!"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded.

Chu Shaoyang turned around and looked with joy on his face.

I saw a girl in white walking with two young men.

It was Zhuge Tingxue, Shen Feiyu, and Dongfang Lin!

Beside them, there were several warriors who had become saints together, all of whom were acquaintances.

"I knew you were coming here."

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "As soon as Wu Qin leaves, you can sign up here."

Zhuge Tingxue smiled sweetly: "It's not thanks to you."

"Although the name of a saint is resounding, if you didn't have such strength, how could you let Wu Qin leave obediently?"

Dongfang Lin echoed: "That day you fell into the space rift and separated from us. We have been inquiring about you, but unfortunately we haven't found anything."

"Ting Xue said that with your talent, you will definitely come to Taichu Holy Palace to register, so you asked us to wait for you here, and indeed we did!"

Chu Shaoyang also had the same idea.

Now they are reunited and signing up together.

At noon, after the registration deadline, all the registered disciples gathered in the middle of the square.

After waiting for a long time, Wu Qin walked over slowly, accompanied by a middle-aged man in red.

The middle-aged man immediately said: "Who is Chu Shaoyang?"

Everyone looked at Chu Shaoyang.

The middle-aged man looked around, and the power in his body was quietly moving, sensing Chu Shaoyang's state.

"Tenth level of the True Martial Realm?"

He was stunned for a while, and then laughed loudly: "At such a young age, not only can you break the shackles of the Ninth Realm of Zhenwu, but you can also fight against the strong men of the Holy King Realm?"

"This year's saints are so talented!"

Chu Shaoyang just smiled and didn't say much.

The middle-aged man looked back and said loudly: "My name is Song Yan, and I am the examiner of this newcomer trial."

"This year's trial is the same as in previous years. It is divided into three rounds. Scores are awarded based on the performance in each round. Each round has a perfect score of 100 points."

"If the total of the three rounds is less than 180 points, you will lose the qualification to enter Taichu Holy Palace to practice."

Everyone knows the rules, but Chu Shaoyang doesn't understand.

"Tingxue, what are the tests in these three rounds?"

Zhuge Tingxue was stunned for a moment: "You don't even know what the test is about?"

"That's all. With your talent, it really doesn't matter what you rely on."

She smiled self-deprecatingly and deliberately said, "You'll find out later."

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly, watching Zhuge Tingxue walking away playfully, and had no choice but to follow him.

Several people followed the mountain road and came to the entrance of the entire Yunshang Heavenly Palace.

On top of Hongqiao, a thousand-meter-high stone gate was built.

At the top of the stone gate, on a gold and jade plaque, four characters with flying dragons and phoenixes are engraved.

Taichu Holy Palace!

Song Yan led everyone to the gate of the mountain and proudly said: "The Holy Palace of Taichu, the strongest academy in this small world."

"Under the Holy Palace, hundreds of cities are connected. This is the holy place where martial arts masters gather in this world."

"And the Holy Palace never lacks geniuses."

He looked solemnly, and when he raised his hand, tens of thousands of spiritual bodies appeared around the stone door.

Chu Shaoyang's eyes sharpened and he said solemnly: "Is this the remnant soul of a dead person?"

"That's right."

Song Yan said solemnly: "The trial may be dangerous, it doesn't matter life or death."

"In the past years, at most more than half of the warriors died in the trials. Only the geniuses among geniuses are qualified to enter the Taichu Holy Palace."

"Now I'll give you some time to think clearly. Should you participate in the trial, or quit?"

All the warriors gasped.

They have long known that the trials in Taichu Holy Palace are extremely difficult and risky.

But when he really saw the scene of tens of thousands of remnant souls gathering together, fear spread in his heart.

However, in order to become stronger, everyone gritted their teeth and agreed, and no one quit.

"very good!"

Song Yan nodded happily: "The first round of trials begins now."

He raised his hand and pointed to the steps and said loudly: "This step is called the Six Paths of Saint Steps, involving the six paths of soldier, spirit, formation, elixir, soul, and body."

"There are a hundred levels on the long steps. Each time you walk up a level, you will be subjected to the pressure of the corresponding force."

"The time limit is one hour. Each level you step on will earn one point. Start now!"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong force surged out of the stone gate.

Six-color light flew out from the inside of the stone pillar, turning into a long road, spreading all the way up and covering the entire long steps.

The inexplicable pressure descended, and everyone's face changed.

"Before stepping on the stone steps, the pressure that is escaping is so terrifying."

"If you step on it, won't you be crushed to death by the pressure?"

Many warriors regretted it and began to back down.

"A bunch of trash!"

In the crowd, a young man in a dark green robe mocked mercilessly.

The warrior looked angrily, but when he saw the young man, his anger turned into shock in an instant!

"It's the genius of the Mo family, which ranks fifth among the top ten families in Gongxia Hundred Cities!"

"The eldest young master of the Mo family, Mo Yun!"

"The peerless genius who entered the Saint King realm at the age of 35!"

Mo Yun looked very happy, intoxicated by the praises of the crowd.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Zhuge Tingxue and said with a smile: "Tingxue, we meet again."

Zhuge Tingxue's face sank, and he said unhappily: "I'm not inferior to you, watch your words."

Mo Yun's smile froze, and he said angrily: "Why, do you think the Saint-level second-grade high-level elixir I gave you is too cheap?"

"How about this one?"

He flipped his palm, and a jade-colored elixir appeared in his hand.

"Saint-level third-grade sword heart pill!"

Not only did everyone exclaim, even Song Yan changed his face.

"This is a rare elixir that contains a trace of sword intent and can improve comprehension!"

"How many sword cultivators dream of giving it away?"