Why are all of them passive skills?

Ji Ziqiu stared at Ye Jing's weapon for a few times. Although he couldn't see the material, he could still see the sharpness of the blade. He could not guarantee that he could split the pure black train in half with one cut, so he warned him in advance.

"This is our own train. You must not scratch it."

A train forged by ourselves?

Ye Jing was slightly stunned, and then he understood. He thought that the train was built by the Demon Academy, but he didn't expect that the Demon Academy asked other forces to forge it.

This money really came from the wool.

Ye Jing thought that if he really hurt the train, Ji Ziqiu would kill him.

Ye Jing held the golden knife and stood ten meters away from Ji Ziqiu. If he stood too close, he was afraid that he would be directly affected by Ji Ziqiu's domain. If he stood within ten meters, perhaps his perception would be affected.

He closed his eyes and released his mental power. When he reached a radius of ten meters around Ji Ziqiu, dozens of hundreds of invisible traces filled his surroundings, leaving no gaps at all, and it was extremely compact.

Is this Ji Ziqiu's domain?

Is it a space type? Or other types?

The invisible traces were like invisible hands, tightly grasping the space around Ji Ziqiu. The flowing breath and the covering momentum were all things that made Ye Jing cautious.

However

Ye Jing secretly glanced at the knife in his hand, no matter how many breaths you have, I will cut it open with this knife!

He raised the knife, stood it upright in front of his chest, and slowly walked into the ten-meter range of Ji Ziqiu.

When he walked in, the invisible breath came to him like a vast ocean, and the invisible breath traces wrapped around Ye Jing's body.

Everyone else was thrown out ten meters away by this thread, right?

As long as this thread is cut off, there will be no problem, right?

Ye Jing took a deep breath and chopped down at the void in front of him, which was not visible at all!

When the knife came down, golden light flashed, the sharp knife and the invisible silk trace intertwined, and in a flash, the silk thread broke!

A knife cut the road ahead.

But Ye Jing only took one step, and the invisible silk trace surged up again, filling the gap, and the space that was previously cut by his knife was filled again.

One step, one meter.

Ye Jing took a step and took another step. At the same time, the knife in his hand swung down again.

Just ten meters, just ten steps, just ten knives.

But it was these ten meters that made Ye Jing unable to move.

Ji Ziqiu looked at Ye Jing who was swinging the knife with one step, and smiled and said: "You are so slow, there is not much time left."

He was also a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect Ye Jing to be able to cut off his silk traces with one knife. The silk traces near him were all transformed by spiritual energy, and the hardness of the silk traces was only weaker than his physical strength.

But he didn't expect that Ye Jing's weapon was so sharp, which surprised him a little. He thought to himself, what would it be like if he used the weapon to cut his body?

Fifteen seconds left.

Ye Jing looked at the distance between the two of them. There was still seven meters. Time was running out, so he had to speed up.

The golden knife that was originally erected in front of his chest changed its direction as he turned his hand. The tip of the knife was aimed at Ji Ziqiu, and the handle of the knife was aimed at himself.

Stab! Assault!

Ye Jing jumped with his legs, stepped out suddenly, and rushed forward like a gust of wind, rushing straight towards Ji Ziqiu!

Wherever the golden knife went, the invisible traces of qi were cut off like ordinary silk threads, opening up a path, a path leading to Ji Ziqiu's side.

The distance of seven meters was passed in the blink of an eye, and facing the fierce Ye Jing, Ji Ziqiu was not in a hurry, and stretched out his hand from behind with a smile on his face.

A white palm was facing his chest. The moment the palm came out, invisible and colorless silk marks wrapped in front of the palm like a hurricane. The momentum emerged from Ji Ziqiu's body repeatedly and pressed towards Ye Jing.

"Be careful."

As Ji Ziqiu finished speaking, he slapped his palm horizontally and hit Ye Jing directly!

Damn!

He still wants to give him some special treatment!

Ye Jing cursed inwardly. Other students did not provoke Ji Ziqiu to take action. They just moved their feet, but when it came to him, he actually stretched out his hand and prepared to fight back.

OK!

Ye Jing's eyes flashed, and his speed did not decrease but increased. The spiritual energy in his body suddenly burst out and poured into the golden knife. The blade was slightly raised. When it faced Ji Ziqiu's palm, it chopped down fiercely!

Anyway, he didn't think Ji Ziqiu would be hurt by him, so he didn't even show mercy and used all his strength directly!

I'll chop!

However, when the golden knife in Ye Jing's hand was about to chop Ji Ziqiu's white palm, it suddenly stopped without any sign!

The tip of the golden knife suddenly stopped less than ten centimeters away from the white palm!

What happened?

Ye Jing was slightly confused. It was not that he stopped, but that he could not move at all!

The ten-centimeter distance was like a heavenly punishment abyss, and he could not move forward even a little bit!

It was as if he had cut into very hard black gold, and he could not move even if he cut it!

So hard?

The veins on Ye Jing's arm were bulging, and he used all his strength, but he could not cut into it at all.

Invisible waves were flowing, and the energy and momentum surged on Ji Ziqiu's white palm, and he lightly resisted Ye Jing's attack.

"Time is up."

Just when Ye Jing was stunned, Ji Ziqiu suddenly withdrew his hand and said lightly.

Ye Jing trembled all over, looked down at his feet, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He passed the test.

At the moment of the knife, he was already standing within one meter of Ji Ziqiu, but was later blocked by Ji Ziqiu's palm.

Ye Jing secretly looked at Ji Ziqiu fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, Chief!"

After saying that, he turned around and returned to his seat.

"How is it?"

Gray quietly touched Ye Jing and asked in a low voice.

Ye Jing was puzzled: "What is it?"

"Chief!"

Gray pointed at Ji Ziqiu and winked: "Have you figured out his strength?"

Ye Jing shook his head, frowned and sighed: "Unfathomable!"

Let alone testing his strength, even getting close is impossible, let alone testing the bottom. The difference in strength between the two sides is still too big. At this stage, they are not people of the same level at all.

Ye Jing glanced at Ji Ziqiu who was still continuing to test his learning, and sighed secretly.

Let's see what happens in the future. Let's talk about it later.

One by one, the students came forward. Time was tight. Each person had only 30 seconds. There were less than 50 people in a carriage. After half an hour, the number of people in the carriage was greatly reduced.

The carriage that was full before was now empty, with only seven people left.

Unlike the passers-by students before, these seven people were all very confident, as if they didn't take this first test seriously at all.

After all the tests were completed, Ji Ziqiu glanced at the rest of the people and said, "Future juniors, this first test is considered to be passed, but the next one will not be so easy, so be careful!"

After that, he nodded to Ye Jing and Gray, and looked at the scratches on the carriage, and couldn't help but have a trace of heartache in his eyes.

It will cost money to repair it later!