Winning a nameplate equals 300 points.

If you lose the nameplate, you will be eliminated from the assessment.

If you kill an opponent, you have to pay the price of your life to justify the crime, which means that in this assessment, no one dares to kill someone unless they don't want to live.

The assessment time is six hours. At the end of the assessment, winners and losers will be determined according to the final score obtained by each student.

The final result is that one of the two camps will be ruled out, leaving the thirty best performers, and the rest will be eliminated.

The above are the rules for this monthly assessment.

In this assessment, there are 63 students in Camp 39 and Camp 40 combined, and only 30 will be left in the end, which means that more than half of the students will leave completely after the assessment. Blood Killing Camp.

Cruelty is inevitable, and no one is willing to be eliminated.

...

He returned to the original hiding place. The girl whose throat had been slit was gone, but the traces of the battle on the scene were still there.

If any student passed by this place, he would definitely have noticed from these clues that an extremely dangerous raid-style fight had taken place here.

Lin Xun did not destroy these traces, but carefully erased his footprints and traces one by one, and then lurked there again.

After the trap is used once, it may fail, but sometimes it can make people more relaxed.

Lin Xun didn't intend to look for opponents like a flies.

Within a hundred miles of the Poison Scorpion Ridge, the terrain is intricate and dangerous.

Instead, it is better to stay where you are and wait for the rabbits!

The time for this assessment is six hours. Now nearly two hours have passed, and there are still about four hours left. Whether it is to persevere to the end or save more physical strength, waiting for the rabbit is undoubtedly the best choice.

Silly attacking is absolutely stupid.

Lin Xun knew very well that none of the students who could persist in the blood-killing camp until now would have a single fuel-saving lamp. To fight against these smart people would not only test their combat ability, but also their mind, strategy, and courage.

In the same way, Lin Xun is also very clear about his combat power. Although the cultivation of the seventh realm of real martial arts allows him to have a spiritual power that is comparable to the powerhouses of the ninth realm of real martial arts, this is not an advantage.

In today's Poison Scorpion Ridge, more than half of the students have the ability of the ninth realm of true martial arts. People like Ning Meng, Shi Yu, and Qi Can have suppressed their cultivation in this realm for many years. One can imagine how powerful they are. horrible.

In terms of martial arts cultivation, Lin Xun can only be regarded as an intermediate level even with the Marching Fist of Perfection and the Six-Character Sword Art.

There is no way, other students are not small, and they have been cultivating ancestral secret techniques specially prepared for them since childhood.

Compared with them, Lin Xun's Marching Fist of Perfection Realm and the Six-Character Sword Art of Precision Realm are not very good, but they are definitely not weak.

The only thing that gives Lin Xun an advantage is perhaps the extremely powerful soul perception and the blue wave sword in his hand.

Like the Explosive Flame Sword, the Bibo War Sword is also a "low-level human-level" spiritual tool that is widely circulated on the market.

However, unlike the Bibo War Sabre on the market, the Bibo War Saber made by Lin Xun himself is 20% stronger!

This happened before when the Explosive Flame Saber was refined. Later, the Explosive Flame Saber refined by Lin Xun was given a new name "Yanling Saber".

Today, the situation with this blue wave sword is roughly the same.

However, in terms of attributes, the Bibo War Saber belongs to the water attribute, which is not the same as the fire attribute of the Explosive Flame Saber, and its power is different.

The reason why Lin Xun chose the Bibo War Sword instead of the Yanling Sword was because after many battles and tempering, he found that the reckless and violent Yanling Sword was not suitable for his fighting style.

As for the Bibo War Saber, he can use his combat power as he wishes.

Water is impermanent and ever-changing. It can be turned into mist, can be frozen by ice, can be as boundless as the ocean, can be like the Milky Way hanging upside down, can be as continuous as the Yangtze River, or can engulf the Eight Wastelands like a whirlpool storm!

The so-called supreme good is like water, the small is silent, the huge is turbulent, the hardness and softness are combined, and it can accommodate all things!

This kind of spirit and style is the most in line with Lin Xun's mind. It is suitable for his character. When he is tough, it can be penetrated by a drop of water. When it is small, it can be silent and silent.

Lin Xun's actions can also be seen as a kind of progress on the path of cultivation, and he has begun to consciously choose his own fighting style and path.

...

Time passed little by little, and this swamp was silent, only the miasma and mist filled the air.

The taste of lurking in the swamp is absolutely unpleasant, and breathing will be greatly suppressed, and ventilation must be performed every once in a while.

Unless you have a spiritual realm cultivation base, you can use the method of internal breath to adjust the qi of the whole body.

Not long after, a small sound of footsteps approached, which was instantly captured by Lin Xun's perception, which made him feel excited and ready to wait.

On the edge of the quagmire, stood a chubby young man with dark complexion and small eyes that looked unremarkable.

He seemed to run away for a while, breathing slightly, standing on the edge of the quagmire for a moment, he had noticed that a tragic fight had occurred here.

"It's quite good to have an ambush here."

The chubby boy rolled his eyes and showed a smile, "Everyone can see that there is an ambush here, and a fight has already happened. Naturally, no one can imagine that there can be another ambush here..."

Although the voice was small, it was caught by Lin Xun's keenness, and he couldn't help but shudder. This guy's mind is very powerful. Could it be that he has seen through my ambush?

collapse!

Just as this thought appeared in Lin Xun's heart, he heard an extremely harsh and strong sound of collapse suddenly sounded, if the sharp whistling sound pierced the world.

An incomparably strong sense of danger flooded into his heart, so Lin Xun rushed out of the swamp without any hesitation, avoiding to one side.

boom!

A dazzling cold light rubbed Lin Xun's shoulder dangerously and dangerously, and plunged into the swamp, abruptly blasting a big hole there, and the muddy water splashed out more than ten feet.

Lin Xun felt a chill in his heart. If he was a little slower just now, even if he wasn't killed, he would have been seriously injured by the blast.

It was only now that he could see clearly that in the hands of the short and fat boy, he did not know when he was holding a short black crossbow.

Armored blood crossbow!

The imperial standard spirit weapon, an armor-piercing blood crossbow can be loaded with twelve specially-made spirit-patterned crossbow arrows.

The most terrifying thing is that this crossbow is only half a foot thick and long. It can be carried around. When killing an opponent, it does not need to consume spiritual power at all. It only needs to pull the mechanism to exert terrifying power.

Such an armor-piercing blood crossbow can be sold for a high price of 800 silver coins on the market!

"Hey, my friend, your reaction is very fast." The chubby young man smiled, put away the armor-piercing blood crossbow, and took out a long sharp scimitar.

This is the "Whale Bone Spirit Sword", which is more mysterious and fierce than ordinary war swords. Once stabbed, the wound will be torn open with many cracks, which is difficult to heal.

boom!

Without any hesitation, the short, fat middle-aged figure rushed towards Lin Xun.

Don't look at his smiling, squat body, but once he makes a move, he is ruthless and resolute, swift as lightning, and looks extremely terrifying.

"Humph!"

Lin Xun snorted coldly, and charged forward with the Bibo sword in hand.

The ambush has been seen through, and it has become a short-handed confrontation. This kind of head-to-head confrontation is all about a brave and fierce momentum and the level of combat skills.

In this regard, Lin Xun will not take a step back.

Bang bang bang!

The two fought in the quagmire, fierce and fierce, like two hungry wolves fighting for the last right to survive.

Soon, Lin Xun realized that this chubby young man had a cultivation base of the ninth level of Zhenwu, and his fighting style was treacherous and fierce, and he was definitely a formidable enemy.

In particular, his swordsmanship is mysterious and erratic. If a poisonous snake vomits a letter, it is extremely cunning. It is obviously an extremely powerful combat skill.

Meet the masters in Camp 40!

But the more this is the case, Lin Xun Pingsheng has a fierce fighting spirit, and since he was promoted to the seventh realm of true martial arts, he has not really used his power to the fullest.

As for yesterday's sparring with Xin Wenbin, it was completely a kind of crushing and tormenting, not a real fight.

kill!

Lin Xun's eyebrows were sharp as blades, his black eyes were like electricity, and his delicate and handsome face was full of concentration and calmness. In his hands, the Bibo War Saber interprets the essence of the "six-character saber art" to the extreme.

However, after just fighting for a moment, the short and fat boy suddenly jumped out of the battlefield and shouted, "My friend, how about not fighting? At the end of the fight, it will only hurt both sides, and others will take advantage of it."

Lin Xun ignored him and continued to rush up. He couldn't be sure whether the short and fat boy really thought so. Only by fighting can he avoid more accidents.

"Hold!"

Seeing this, the chubby boy cursed loudly, turned his head and ran away. The chubby body was extremely flexible, and he quickly escaped several dozen feet.

Until this time, Lin Xun was sure that the opponent really did not intend to continue fighting, because this distance was already a safe distance to avoid the armor-piercing blood crossbow.

"Friend, your swordsmanship is very good. After this monthly assessment, we will definitely continue to learn from each other!"

The chubby boy shouted, and the figure disappeared.

"Let's learn from each other? Next time I meet you fat man, kill it first!"

Lin Xun snorted coldly and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He also knew that if he continued to fight with this short and fat boy, he would indeed suffer both losses and be taken advantage of by others.

"It seems that I have to change to another hiding place."

Lin Xun glanced at the swamp, knowing that hiding in it would have no effect.

It's just that Lin Xun was still very puzzled, how did the fat man find out about him just now?

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