Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Shi Lei, who has been in seclusion, has also come out of seclusion. His cultivation has reached the late stage of the seventh level of martial arts, which is stronger than Hua Nongying.

This is probably the so-called innocent heart.

Because Shi Lei focused on training, but Hua Nongying liked to play tricks too much, so in the end, he delayed his training. He was originally stronger than Shi Lei.

Now it has fallen behind.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is bright in the sky.

Ling Xiao stopped practicing and invited Shi Lei, Yin Ran, Ling Yixue, and Leng Mei to have tea and chat together.

Several people were a little excited.

Including Ling Xiao.

Ever since he obtained the Shanhe Martial Spirit, his cultivation has been improving like crazy, and he has trampled under his feet many talented young people who were once stronger than him.

But even so, he still didn't want to give up any opportunity to improve his cultivation.

Because the woman in blue he met in the Fulong Mountains often flashed in his mind.

That woman's cultivation at that time was still shallow, and her Shanhe martial arts level was not high enough, so it was really impossible to tell her age.

However, now that I think about it, that woman's age is probably no more than twenty years old.

A twenty-year-old extraordinary warrior!

Every time he thought about this, he couldn't calm down.

However, he did not lose confidence, he just became harder, more diligent, and more unwilling to give up any opportunities.

Now, with the possibility of becoming a disciple of the extraordinary warrior Master Baiyun, how could he remain completely calm?

The young warriors basically stayed up all night.

But this is nothing to them.

When the strength is promoted to the fourth level or above, it basically only takes half an hour to adjust one's breath to fully recover.

Not to mention a martial artist like Ling Xiao.

In the early morning, the horn of the military camp sounded.

Including Ling Xiao, all the disciples under the age of sixteen in Qianlong Camp followed General September to Baiyun Temple.

Baiyun Temple is located on Baiyun Mountain. There is only one road up the mountain, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

And this is just the surface.

In fact, this road is banned.

Starting from the foot of the mountain, this selection has actually been carried out secretly.

It’s just that many people don’t know it.

As a warrior, without perseverance and perseverance, it is impossible. Therefore, this seemingly long and endless road has become the first hurdle for all young warriors.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the warrior is at level 4 or above, he can reach it if he persists.

But there are really not many people who can really persist to the end.

At the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of warriors came to participate in the selection.

But when they arrived in front of Baiyun Temple, there were only less than a thousand left.

The vast majority of people can't even bear this little hardship.

But it's normal to think about it. Many young geniuses are definitely high-ranking figures respected by everyone in their families.

They eat the best, drink the best, and use the best.

So they will wonder, is there any point in suffering like this?

Anyway, he may not be selected by Master Baiyun.

In front of Baiyun Temple is the second level.

The test is understanding.

The Taoist boys brought a stone tablet with a passage on it, which contained a martial arts move.

Only when you understand it can you be qualified to enter Baiyun Temple.

This was even more abnormal than the previous level. As a result, the number of people from a thousand people shrank to more than fifty people.

Among them, there are seven people in Qianlong Camp: Dai Yuling, Ling Xiao, Shi Lei, Ling Yixue, Hua Nongying, Yin Ran, and Leng Mei.

The remaining forty or so people are all disciples of Tian Nin Academy.

None of the young warriors from outside remained, they were all eliminated.

And these are just two levels.

Baiyun Temple opens.

A total of fifty-two people entered.

However, the moment they entered Baiyun Temple, all of their breathing became rapid.

In Baiyun Temple, a terrifying aura filled the air.

No one told them that this was the third level, which tested courage, courage and endurance.

Plop!

Plop!

As soon as they entered Baiyun Temple, people fell to their knees on the ground one after another, their faces pale and their whole bodies dripping with cold sweat.

If you just kneel down, you are not eliminated.

But the fainted person was carried out directly.

One person, two people, three people...

Soon, the original fifty-two people turned into twenty-two people.

In Qianlong Camp, Hua Nongying fainted and was eliminated.

The remaining ones to be eliminated are all the disciples of Tian Nin Academy.

The current number is six in the Qianlong Camp and sixteen in the Tiannin Academy.

Finally, the huge pressure disappeared.

There were three more figures in front of everyone's eyes.

Lin Ze, Wan Ben, and the master of Baiyun Temple are still real people.

These three people are all experts at the ninth level of martial arts.

And the terrifying aura just now came from the three of them.

"It's actually them!"

"No wonder the aura is so strong!"

"But the Governor, the General, and the Master of Baiyun Temple are already ninth-level martial arts peak warriors, and they are also famous and powerful figures. How can they be willing to help Master Baiyun?"

"Hmph, I don't know. In fact, these three are barely disciples of Master Baiyun."

Someone in the Tiannin Academy formation snorted coldly.

"Barely?"

"Yes, they cannot be regarded as Master Baiyun's true disciples, they can only be regarded as entry-level disciples."

The man said proudly.

What!

Everyone was shocked.

Including Ling Xiao, no one could believe that this was true.

In Baiyun Province, apart from Master Baiyun, these three are probably the most famous, and their cultivation levels are at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts. Surprisingly, these are not true disciples, but can only be regarded as entry-level disciples?

No matter how you think about it, entry-level disciples are incomparable to true disciples.

"Beginner disciples can only receive occasional guidance from the master, but true disciples can practice with the master and receive careful guidance from the master. Whether it is resources or conditions, they are much better than those of entry-level disciples."

The disciples of Tian Nin Academy continued: "The two super geniuses Zuo Leng and Ming Tian of our Tian Nin Academy are the true disciples of Master Baiyun."

Zuo Leng?

Mingtian?

This was the first time Ling Xiao heard the names of these two people.

"You probably haven't heard of it. Zuo Leng is only fifteen years old. With his eighth-level martial arts peak cultivation, he can easily kill a ninth-level martial arts master! And Mingtian is only sixteen years old and is the only ten-level martial artist in Baiyun Province. Ninth level martial artist under six years old!"

"Good guy! Sure enough, there is someone outside the world, and there is a God outside the world. Whether it is Zuo Leng or Mingtian, anyone can easily destroy Tianfeng City directly."

Ling Xiao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The warriors in Tianfeng City were constantly fighting among themselves at first. Now think about it, those so-called geniuses are really just a joke compared to these two people.

"What a pity, these two peerless geniuses are both ninja warriors."

Another person sighed.

Ninja warrior!

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth.

This is the territory of the human race. In Baiyun Province, which belongs to the human race, human warriors are actually trampled under the feet of ninja warriors. This is really a humiliation.

Zuo Leng and Mingtian were leaning on the pillar next to them and chatting casually. One was cold and the other was talkative.

But the same thing is that their aura is extremely powerful.

In front of them, the rest of the geniuses suddenly seemed dim.

It's like a grain of rice competing with the bright moon.

Many young warriors lowered their heads, showing inferiority and despair in their eyes.

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