The Seduction to a Martial Master

Chapter 42 assessment

After ten minutes, Chen Hui finally cut all the monsters below the seventh level under his sword.

At this moment, Chen Hui seemed to be drenched in a shower of blood, blood stained his whole body, and chen hui's originally clear eyes, also had a trace of blood red color.

Opposite him, four level seven monsters confronted him.

Roar...

The confrontation did not last long. The four monsters roared and then all roared at Chen Hui.

"Bastard, die!"

Chen Hui let out a light cry, his eyes showing a violent murderous intent, his body suddenly rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye came to the front of two of the seven level monsters.

"Wuxu Sword!"

The next moment, the sword in Chen Hui's hand pierced through his ears, and two sharp swords burst out of the air. Although the seventh level demon beast had dodged the vital point, it was still hurt by the sword, and blood suddenly overflowed.

Poof...

Chen Hui did not stop at all. He quickened his steps and quickly cut the heads of the two seventh level monsters. He cut them off and fell to the ground, rolling away like a ball.

After all, they were not real monsters. These monsters were simply transformed by some ferocity and had no intelligence at all. This seventh level demon beast's combat power was slightly stronger than the ordinary sixth level demon beast. With chen hui's current strength, it was not difficult to kill the sixth level monster.

The other two monsters ignored chen hui's easy killing of his two accomplices and continued to pounce on Chen Hui.

Poof...

Wuxu Sword stabbed out, relying on strong spiritual power, Chen Hui clearly sensed the movement of the seventh level monster, and then the Wuxu Sword viciously stabbed into the head of one of the seventh level monster.

Whoosh!

The body of the seventh level demon beast was cut in half and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"There's only one left."

Chen Hui licked his lips. The faint smell of blood made his eyes more murderous.

Then, his body suddenly rushed forward, and the Wuxu Sword's edge was completely exposed, killing the last seventh level monster.

However, the seventh level demon beast did not seem to care at all about Chen Hui's lightning attack and still charged at him.

"Die!"

Chen Hui gave a loud shout and sped up. The tip of the Wuxu Sword sword was less than a foot away from the forehead of the last seventh level monster.

At this moment, however, Chen Hui's scarlet eyes noticed that the face of the seventh grade demon beast in front of him suddenly squirmed, and an old face with a kind smile appeared in his sight.

It was a familiar face.

It was a face that Chen Hui would never forget even if he died.

"Master!"

Chen Hui called out in surprise, and the Wuxu Sword in his hand was taken away by him.

Huff and puff...

However, the one who responded to him was a strong gust of wind. The forepaws of the seventh level demon beast hit his head with all their might. His head was immediately smashed like a watermelon.

"Master!"

"No..."

Chen Hui exclaimed one after another. He didn't seem to feel that he was dead at all, and the sound of pain kept coming from his mouth.

The old man who treated him like his own grandson had witnessed him being killed with his own eyes, and he was deeply touched by the scene.

"You're dead!"

The scene disappeared and Chen Hui returned to the dark cave. But with the sound of a dull voice, the darkness in the cave slowly dispersed, revealing the scene in the cave.

Chen Hui didn't even look at the cave, which was filled with the smell of wilderness. He stared at the mysterious Xuan Shou in front of him and said angrily, "Why did you get my master out? Why don't you let me take another look at my master?"

The voice of the mysterious Xuan Shou was a little indifferent: "Although I set the scene, the scene is not controlled by me, but by your heart. Although you have hatred in your heart, there will always be a lingering figure in your mind. But I still want to congratulate you. You have passed the first round."

"Born of my heart?" Chen Hui frowned. "Pass?"

"That's right. When you stepped into Moonless cave, you began to accept Moonless cave's assessment of you. You have a deep hatred in your heart, but you can give up because of your family and put away the weapons in your hands, which is enough to show that you have not been completely blinded by hatred. If there is no hatred, your heart is still pure. So congratulations, you passed the first round."

Chen Hui's heart was bitter. Master was killed in front of him. How could he survive?

"What is this test? How come I don't know?" Chen Hui took a deep breath and asked.

The mysterious Xuan Shou said, "When you approached the moonless hole, I felt that you should have come here to search for treasures. Coincidentally, I also have a treasure to pass to you."

"Uh..."

Chen Hui was embarrassed, but he couldn't help but wonder, "What treasure?"

"I can't tell you yet. If you can get it, you'll know what it is. But I promise you, if you really have the ability to get it, you won't be disappointed." The mysterious Xuan Shou chuckled.

"Oh? Then what else do I need to pass?" Chen Hui knew that what he had just passed was only the first test.

The mysterious Xuan Shou said, "Your current level of cultivation for the Yuan Li is a fifth stage late martial artist, but your spiritual strength is the peak of the level. This second assessment requires you to make another breakthrough in your cultivation within half an hour. I know you still have a Cang Yuanguo on you, but I'm sorry to tell you that if you take the Cang Yuanguo, your assessment will end in failure."

With that, the mysterious Xuan Shou disappeared.

"Breakthrough? A breakthrough in woolen thread. You think it's that easy to break through?" Chen Hui was speechless. Why did he come to the qualifying contest? It was not to make a breakthrough as soon as possible. If he was able to break through on his own, then why would he come to the participants' ranking contest?

"Right now, my Yuan Li has just made a breakthrough. I can't make another breakthrough without the help of other things in a short period of time. And mental strength... Mental strength doesn't mean that a breakthrough can be made."

There are only three ways to break through mental strength.

The first is to let the Yuan Li cultivate to surpass the spiritual power, and this surpassing must be a large extent, so that it can allow the Yuan Li to nourish the spiritual world, thereby driving the growth of the spiritual power. But Chen Hui's current Yuan Li cultivation is much weaker than mental strength.

The second method was relatively simple, and it was to let him practice a set of martial arts on improving mental strength, but generally only the strong above Master would practice this kind of martial arts. Although Chen Hui was from a famous family, but he had not yet come into contact with this kind of martial arts. So he ruled out the second method.

The third method... The third method was luck, good luck, an epiphany, or meeting a treasure that boosts one's mental strength, and... Then breaking through.

"In such a situation, it is impossible to have an epiphany. But the only thing I can break through now is my mental strength. However, to achieve a breakthrough in mental strength, I have to use the third method."

"Luck will come at any time, but now I have limited time, at most half an hour. And even if it took a little longer, I couldn't be more than three hours. Since I can't wait for luck to show up like this, I can only take the initiative to look for it."

After clearing his mind, Chen Hui began to look around the cave.

The cave was large and deep, and the walls around it were littered with disordered traces, revealing an ancient and wasteful atmosphere.

"If you keep going down like this, not to mention half an hour, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk through the whole day." Chen Hui frowned slightly.

At this moment, his eyes were on the wall beside him.

The wall is filled with traces of time, giving people a very unreal feeling, as if you are not facing a wall, but the illusory years.

Time has its feet, and no one can control its movement.

While chen hui was looking at the wall, the marks on the wall suddenly started to wriggle strangely...

"Hmm?"

Chen Hui was startled and his eyes shrank.

Whew...

In an instant, a sharp sword breath sounded from behind him without any warning, cutting through the air and shooting straight at his vest.

"Hide!"

Chen Hui did not hesitate for a moment, but almost subconsciously stepped on the snow without a trace and retreated to one side.

However, when he dodged the sword's attack and turned around to look, he saw the man who had just attacked him standing less than five meters away with a long sword in his hand.

But when he saw the man with the sword, his eyes widened. Because this person's appearance, figure, clothes, and temperament were exactly the same as him.

Only the expression on his face was not vivid at all.

Whew...

While chen hui was in a daze, behind him came the sound of breaking the air again, and a sharp sword breath came in the blink of an eye, shooting at his vest.

"Give it back!"

Chen Hui quickly regained his senses and quickly turned around and thrust out a sword, deflecting the sword's energy.

Whew, whew, whew...

However, before he could catch his breath, sword breath began to ring around him, shooting at him.

What made chen hui's hair tingle was that he actually smelled the "Wuxu Sword Skill" in the air of the sword. Even the meaning of the sword was the same without any difference.

At this time, Chen Hui had no intention of observing anything except to dodge and resist the sword qi.

After a while, the enemy's attack finally stopped slightly.

Chen Hui was finally able to catch his breath and see who was attacking him with the "Wuxu Sword Skill."