Soul Devouring Sword Master

However, even if Xu Liang burst out with all his strength and used all his skills, he could only hold out three moves under Yan Fei and then lost.

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yan Fei was not serious at all, otherwise Xu Liang might not be able to take half a move.

"Xu Liang, eliminated, next, Zhang Zifeng!"

The deacon in charge of recording said in a calm voice, and then made a mark on the record book.

Hearing this, Xu Liang looked disappointed and walked out of the square with his head down.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and burly young man took a step forward.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene became a little tense.

The young men and women who participated in the test were completely free of their previous ease and indifference. Obviously, the difficulty of the test in this selection competition was beyond their expectations.

Yan Fei's strength made many of them feel great pressure.

Moreover, who knows if there are other disciples of the Sword Sect who are more powerful than Yan Fei.

After Zhang Zifeng walked out of the crowd, he looked at Yan Fei solemnly. The next moment, he took a deep breath, put his hands on his waist, and put on a pair of golden spirit weapon gloves.

Swish!

Zhang Zifeng stepped on his feet, and his figure flashed out like lightning, and at the same time, his aura burst out.

Earth Spirit Realm Level 1!

This Zhang Zifeng was actually in the Earth Spirit Realm Level 1, and he had comprehended the meaning of wind, which made him extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of Yan Fei.

"Not bad."

Yan Fei said lightly, and punched out.

Bang!

With a bang, a figure retreated violently, it was Zhang Zifeng.

However, compared with Xu Liang before, Zhang Zifeng only retreated seven steps. The next moment, he stomped his feet and then rushed out violently.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the field, Zhang Zifeng's figure flashed, and the sound of explosions continued.

In a blink of an eye, he had fought with Xu Liang for fifteen blinks

Then, another three blinks

At this time, Zhang Zifeng was completely suppressed, but he held on tightly.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Zhang Zifeng flew backwards and fell to the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Zifeng, 22 moves, passed!"

The deacon nodded slightly and ticked a few times in the record book.

Hearing this, Zhang Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Next..."

Just like that, young men and women went up to compete with the Sword Sect disciples.

Soon, more than 200 people went up, equivalent to half of the total contestants.

Among these people, only more than 50 people successfully passed, that is, more than 20 moves, equivalent to only a quarter of the people passed.

It can be seen that the pass rate is very low. You know, this is just a selection competition, and there will be another round of assessment later.

In addition, Lin Xiao found that the strength of this group of Sword Sect disciples is mostly between the third and fourth levels of the Earth Spirit Realm. For example, Yan Fei is at the peak of the third level of the Earth Spirit Realm, and his comprehension of the artistic conception is not low.

The strength of artistic conception is divided into entry, completion, great completion and perfection.

Generally speaking, the first to third levels of the Earth Spirit Realm correspond to the entry level of the artistic conception, the fourth to sixth levels correspond to the success level, the sixth to ninth levels correspond to the great success level, and the ninth level peak corresponds to the perfection level.

Each level of the artistic conception is divided into three stages: the early, middle, and late stages.

For example, Lin Xiao, who has just broken through the wind artistic conception, is still at the early stage of the entry level, while Yan Fei is at the middle and late stages of the entry level.

However, Lin Xiao's thunder power has been perfected, and it has merged with the wind artistic conception. It is barely equivalent to the middle stage of the entry level. With the addition of the second sword power, it will be even stronger.

In addition, the rich spiritual energy nurtured by his level-one spiritual vein enables him to fight beyond his level.

Therefore, if it is compared with the artistic conception, Lin Xiao is not worse than these sword sect disciples. He is not inferior to them in terms of the richness of spiritual energy. In addition, his physical body also has some advantages. Lin Xiao estimates that if he fights with all his strength, there are really few people who can be his opponent.

"It seems that even if I don't use the jade token given to me by Uncle Han, I can easily pass the test."

Lin Xiao whispered in his heart.

He didn't forget the jade token Han Yu gave him, but he still wanted to join the Sword Sect with his own strength to avoid being gossiped by others.

Moreover, he had the confidence.

The assessment continued, and candidates came forward one after another. Some were happy and some were worried. So far, the highest record was fifty-seven blinks.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd.

"It's Ouyang Long. It's finally his turn to appear!"

"Ouyang Long? Is he the one who is known as the rare sword cultivation talent of the Ouyang family in a thousand years?"

"According to reports, Ouyang Long is one of the most gifted disciples of the Sword Sect this time, and is also the favorite for the first place in the Sword Sect freshman ranking competition."

The crowd talked a lot, with expectations and excitement on their faces.

Some girls had a kind of admiration and love in their eyes.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a young man in blue walked out slowly.

This person has a slender figure, carrying a black iron sword on his back, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a cold face. The whole person is like a sharp blade, as if no one can cover up his brilliance.

"Ouyang Long!"

At this time, a disciple of the Sword Sect stepped forward, crossed his arms, looked at Ouyang Long with interest, and said with a smile, "Are you Ouyang Long?"

"Yes, my name is Ouyang Long, let's fight!"

Clang!

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Long raised his right arm, the sword came out of the sheath, and he held it in his hand Zheng

Suddenly, a sharp and domineering sword force swept out.