"Oh, Lao Ning! Stop rubbing it! It's true! Jiang Shuyu of your sect has earned more than a thousand contribution points!"

A suzerain next to Ning Zhe couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him.

"I... I, this..."

"Hahaha! Lao Ning! Why are you so excited that you can't even speak?"

"Isn't he excited because he is going to throw a big banquet for the guests?"

A group of suzerains made fun of Ning Zhe who wanted to know what Jiang Shuyu did in the trial tower.

At the same time, the young monks were all caught in a tangle.

After all, I have passed the second round of exams, and it is not easy to get to this point, but the next round will be life-threatening...

In the end is to continue, or give up?

The thoughts of the little dolls and the old fried dough sticks are clear.

"How about we push these little dolls again? It's not the same thing if we delay like this."

Of course, the main reason is to watch the show, and it must be added to the flames.

[Cultivators, you can enter the Holy Land even if you give up now. I will give you an hourglass to think about it. If you still don’t choose after the last grain of sand falls, you will be considered as accepting the third round of assessment.]

Then, an hourglass appeared in front of the young monks.

Bad old men are very bad, let everyone see the hourglass, but don't tell the time.

The "little dolls" were terrified as they watched the sand falling rapidly, but it was just to enter the Holy Land. If they lost their lives because of this, wouldn't it be worth it?

Many people could no longer struggle with it, and immediately chose to quit.

There are also counterproductive ones.

"Damn! Tell me to quit, but I still don't want to quit! I want to see if an assessment can really kill me!"

"Done! One life, and eighteen years later, he will be a hero again!"

Of course, no one will lose their lives in the trial tower, but the old men like to see how the psychological quality of each young monk is.

These are counterproductive, just to their appetite.

After all, those who can pass the third round will mostly be the pillars of the human race in the future, who will support the human race.

Finally, another quarter of the people were persuaded to leave.

But passing the second round is considered a good result, and no matter what, you can enter the Holy Land.

As for the remaining people, their targets are naturally those holy places that are more powerful.

In the trial tower, spiritual energy diffused out, covering every monk participating in the assessment.

Everyone's fatigue was swept away, and their mental strength was fully restored.

If it wasn't because he didn't want to be too ostentatious, Jiang Shuyu could backhand and summon a few younger brothers on the spot.

[Third round of assessment, killing marshal-level monsters: normal level: 100 contribution points, difficult level: 300 contribution points, Asian level: 500 contribution points]

Jiang Shuyu knew in his heart that the last round was about endurance, and this time it was to see the monk's personal limit.

Interesting, the teacher who designed the assessment is very smart.

It would be even better if you can send an easter egg.

Single-handedly picking out a Marshal-level monster is quite a challenge for every skill cultivator without spell boosts or healing.

Jiang Shuyu still clicked [Asian Class] with no mistakes.

"Hey! This Jiang Shuyu really chose the Asian class again."

"Isn't this expected? What a fuss, thanks to the fact that you have lived for so many years."

Old Li rolled his eyes at the first old man who spoke.

"Isn't this just to see if he will be cowardly! You old man, you choke me all day long!"

"Hey! Old Zheng Lao Li, stop arguing."

"This time the county chief should be Jiang Shuyu, what do you think?"

"I feel the same way, but the fifth round ... the stakes are too high, and there's no way anyone can do better than him."

After many years of invigilation, there are also many county chiefs who have finally risen through accumulation.

Who knows whether Jiang Shuyu will shine until the end.

And one of the old men who wanted to accumulate a lot of money was cheering himself up.

"Hmph! Just wait! The young master is the final candidate for the county chief, and only I am worthy of that position!"

"Don't let me meet you, a disaster star, or I will treat you well with my sword!"

He Yuedong swore viciously that the county chief was bound to win.

But he didn't expect that in the future, he might never have the chance to beat Jiang Shuyu again.

The third round of assessment started in full swing. Since there was only one monster to deal with, the top few all chose the Asian level.

The monster is still a bamboo monster, but the one in front of him is clearly more powerful.

Seeing that the countdown is over, the enchantment disappears!

The 2 undead puppets rushed forward as before, slashing with their skills one left and one right...

gameover.

Because the bamboo demon is standing on the flying bamboo shoots, its strength is not comparable to that of the ordinary bamboo demon before.

but……

Looking at the data of [lv.18 Bamboo Fairy (Marshal)] in front of him, Jiang Shuyu felt unreal.

The data of his own undead puppet 6200 is 6 times the highest value of Immortal Takenaka.

What else is this?

It was only slightly stronger than the general-level monster he encountered in the quarry.

Jiang Shuyu touched his forehead.

It's not that I bully the beast, it's that the beast is too fragile.

But he also knows that if it is really an Asian-level monster, even if it is not a Marshal-level monster, it is just an ordinary one. I am afraid that many monks... such as Xu Wan, will find it difficult to deal with it.

That would be no different from going to war.

"Hey... this little monster, does it really take the fifth round to get to his bottom?"

"If this is seen by outsiders, it may be suspected that there is something wrong with the photo stone!"

"No, haven't you noticed that his summoned creatures can use skills?"

? ? ? ! ! !

The entire top floor of the trial tower was suddenly quiet, and a needle could be heard.

The marshal level has been instantly killed. Although it has been weakened, compared to the normal performance of monks...

There is no doubt about Jiang Shuyu's strength.

But the old men are still very curious, where is Jiang Shuyu's background?

Even An Hui had to keep wandering around the scene, sneaking up on Zhu Zhongxian from time to time.

So did Xu Wan, who kept kiting to avoid Zhu Zhongxian's attack, finding the right time to shoot out from time to time.

What's more, people like He Yuedong directly resisted with their physical bodies, covered in blood.

Has Jiang Shuyu moved?

From beginning to end, it seems that I have been gnawing potatoes in place! Like an annoying groundhog!

Of course, the bad old men didn't hate him.

"I have a successor in Xiangcai County!"

"Glorious, double the face!"

"Unfortunately, we don't have permission to watch the fifth round..."

As Lao Li said so, the other old men all looked at Dongguo Jingyang, who was sitting in the first place.

The young man in red rolled over his sleeves and raised his eyebrows.

"See what I do? Let me tell you first, I can't watch~"

"Then... dare to ask who has the authority?"

Dong Guo Jingyang fiddled with his fingers leisurely, and spoke leisurely.

"Oh, you can only see two hands in the whole Xuanwu Continent~"

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