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Chapter 1993 Trials

The other disciples of Kongyun Temple did not understand the elder Keqing who had just joined.

Isn't he just a Taoist saint, why did he become an elder?

And the seniority is not lower than the head?

However, they immediately understood after learning that Jiang Cheng was here to replace him in the fight.

He even cast a sympathetic look at Brother Cheng.

Engaged for a long time is stunned.

This kind of task of sending you to death, others can't avoid it, you are still rushing over to send it.

Is this too long?

After Jiang Cheng settled down, another internal selection competition was held here soon.

After all, there are three places allocated to Kongyun Temple, and two more Taoist saints have to be selected.

Before the start of the trials, in the presence of 45 Taoist saints, the head Yun Xiang also gave a pre-match encouragement.

"To be able to represent Hitachi in the battle, that is the glory of our Kongyun Temple!"

"And the Taoist saint who can represent the empty cloud hall will always be engraved in the history of the sect. Regardless of success or failure, everyone will be proud of it in the future!"

As he said that, he was actually cursing in his heart.

As the head of the family, who would like to send their disciples to death.

But there is no way, if you don't send someone, then you don't have to wait for Cangmen Palace to come to preach, the top local sects will destroy Kongyun Palace in advance.

"I hope everyone will do their best and strive to be the first!"

"Don't make any reservations, so as not to let everyone see the joke."

Listening to his impassioned speech, all the 45 Taoist saints below are secretly pouting, do you think we are as stupid as that kid?

Just fool around, get some chicken blood, and then rush to death with a scream?

They have all made up their minds, and they will try their best to be at the bottom of the trials in the next tryouts.

Don't accidentally get selected.

However, Yun Xiang, this smiling tiger, is not easy to be with.

He can see through the thoughts of these Taoist saints at a glance.

"In this trial, the last two Taoist saints will represent Kongyun Temple in the duel."

What?

The expressions of the people below changed.

Bring this one?

Brother Cheng, who was sitting next to Yun Xiang, was also stunned and almost spit out a mouthful of water.

I said in my heart that I have seen so many selections and competitions, but this is the first time I have seen the countdown deliberately chosen.

creative!

However, this decision still makes sense.

The Taoist saints, who were still thinking about how to be rotten just now, immediately seemed to be blessed by the blood BUFF, and became warlike.

The trials are divided into three rounds, which can be regarded as the process of simulated fighting.

The first round is more powerful than Xian Li, the second round is more friendly than the source, and the third round is more powerful than combat power.

In the first round of the competition, the two sides each used their immortal power to control the Primordial Ink Beads in the arena, performing various subtle operations, and by the way knocked the other's Primordial Ink Beads out of the field.

This looks like child's play.

It's actually not easy.

Biyuan ink beads have a special texture, cannot be infused with immortal power, and are also extremely heavy.

One as big as a grain of rice weighs more than an ordinary star.

If that's the case, that's fine. Any Venerable who uses immortal power to wrap it around the periphery can still easily hold it up.

The problem is that the Primordial Ink Bead itself cannot withstand a strong impact, and the immortal force surrounding it fluctuates a little more violently, and it will shatter on the spot.

Therefore, this game-like competition is indeed a test of the ability to accurately control the immortal power.

The little beads shuttled and staggered in the competition space, while Cheng Ge watched cheerfully.

It is to be familiar with the rules of the competition in advance.

"This test is divided into three rounds, and the first two rounds are completely victorious, don't they need to compete in the third round?"

Hearing his question, Yun Xiang and the two Taoist gods complained silently in their hearts.

Still winning the first two rounds?

You are really worrying about this problem, it won't happen at all, okay?

"That's not it, the most important thing is the third round."

A friendly smile hung on the face of the smiling tiger head.

"But if you can really win the first two rounds, you really have an advantage."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"This test is scored. In the first two rounds, two points are awarded for winning each round, for a total of four points."

"As for the third round, it was a group fight of fifteen to fifteen."

"How many points can be scored in this round depends on how many people are left on the field for the final winner."

When he said this, Jiang Cheng immediately understood.

The side that lost the team battle, no matter if it was killed or eliminated, the number of people must have returned to zero.

And the winning side often has attrition.

In the end, the winning side gets one point for one player left, and three points for the remaining three players.

As long as there are more than five people left, they can overtake and reverse the backwardness of the first two rounds.

In theory, a maximum of fifteen points can be scored in the final round.

"It turned out to be such a rule, then I am completely relieved."

Brother Cheng was originally worried that the pig teammates would affect the victory, but now it seems that it doesn't matter if the others are eliminated, as long as he is still standing on the field, he will win.

"By the way, let's discuss it."

"Discuss what?"

"Isn't this competition divided into three rounds, the rewards agreed before, you will pay in batches, and I will pay me one-third if I win one round."

Looking at his serious expression, Yun Xiang really tried hard to resist the desire to complain.

The duel of fighting skills has not yet begun. Where did your confidence in winning the victory come from?

It's as simple as eating and drinking, which is really far from the big spectrum.

"Okay, no problem."

You'll lose the first round anyway.

"Not bad, then I'm relieved."

Brother Cheng actually knew very well that Kongyun Palace couldn't afford the price he offered.

He proposed to pay in batches, but only hoped that other sects present could help Kongyun Hall gather together during the duel.

The trials below were in full swing for a day.

The last round used a heads-up method, and it was not as cruel as a real fight, basically it was all done.

The two bottom-ranked 'unlucky ones' were also selected.

Under the leadership of Taoshen Yunxiang, the three 'contestants' set off towards the Qingxiao Holy Land, the largest sect in Changluzhou.

Along the way, the other two Taoist saints looked like they were going to the guillotine.

For them, the first two rounds are okay, if they lose, they lose.

In the third round of group fights, the risk factor is too high.

"If the token is taken away in the third round, you will be eliminated and sent out. It's a big deal and we will take the initiative to hand over the token."

"If you admit defeat, you should be able to save your life, right?"

"I'm afraid they're bloodthirsty..."

"After we lost the first two rounds, wouldn't the opponent be so brutal in the third round?"

"Humph!"

Taoshen Yun Xiang sneered, "You two better not do that."

"If you take the initiative to admit defeat, it will be seen, and you will lose the face of the entire Chang Luzhou. I don't mind when that time comes, and the almighty of Qingxiao Holy Land will not let you go."

Although it must be defeated, this cutscene should not be too outrageous.

He looked at Jiang Cheng with relief, and suddenly felt that this kid's blind self-confidence was at least much better than the timidity of others.

(End of this chapter)