When Master Dongliang announced the start of the test, there were more than a thousand disciples present, and more than 80% of them sacrificed defensive magic weapons. The remaining 20% ​​either did not have strong confidence in themselves, or they were outer disciples who did not have defensive magic weapons and were just playing tricks.

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Wang Hao is a person with strong confidence. To his left, the Wanrenfeng disciple camp, led by a young man in white, did not use any magic weapon for defense.

clang!

The first bell rang. It seemed low and fell into the ears of all the disciples. It was like a muffled roar of thunder, penetrating deep into the soul. At the same time, the body also suffered great oppression.

Wang Hao's head felt dizzy and his body swayed, then returned to normal. Looking back, he saw that some people were covering their ears, and some were swaying... With just one bell ringing, nearly half of the more than a thousand disciples in the square could not resist and fell to the ground.

, eliminated from the game.

Wang Hao looked at his old friend, who was in good condition, and held up a jade magic weapon hanging above his head. After the bell sounded, his face showed a slight look of pain, and then returned to normal.

"Qianqiu, this bell mainly attacks the soul, and it also comes with physical oppression... Just be careful, keep your mind tight and don't relax, you should be able to advance!" Wang Hao transmitted the message. Ding Qianqiu nodded after hearing this, and returned a "no problem" gesture.

clang!

The second bell rang. Wang Hao still did not use the defensive weapon, and felt that the power of the bell was increased by three points. For him, his head was still dizzy for a while, and then he returned to normal.

At this moment, more than two hundred disciples in the square could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

The third bell rang. More people were eliminated, and there were less than 300 people left in the square.

The fourth bell rang, and there were only about a hundred people left in the square.

The power contained in the bell is getting stronger and stronger. Wang Hao still has not used any defensive magic weapon. He has devoured two foundation-building masters. His soul is far more powerful than the same level, not to mention his physical body. He can resist the oppression contained in the bell.

Powerful, no difficulty.

In addition to him, there is also the one from Wanren Peak on the left, and a girl in white from the main peak, and almost all the rest are using magical weapons for defense.

"These two have some good ideas!"

Wang Hao took the time to use his spiritual eye technique to observe. When he saw this, he was a little surprised. The two opponents were similar in age to him, but their cultivation level was much higher. They had both reached the eighth level of Qi training.

He was looking at the other person, and the other two people also looked at him.

"Sixth level of Qi training! Very good!"

"Although you can resist the Mountain Bell, your cultivation is too weak... It's best to protect yourself from me in the next competition, otherwise, you will lose ugly!"

The girl in white has a beautiful appearance and good conduct. She looks appreciatively and receives many compliments from her voice. As for Wan Renfeng next to her, she is obviously hostile and has undisguised contempt.

"There are two types of arrogant people. One type has real abilities, and the other type is just a show-off on the outside, but inside they are just like the tip of a silver wax gun!"

Wang Hao smiled and retorted: "Boy, I hope you are not the second type." Even so, he was alert in his heart. This guy's cultivation level is so high that it is not easy to deal with him.

The fifth bell rang, unlike before, the bells were ringing continuously. The three people who did not use magic weapons to defend themselves competed with each other and still resisted. They could hold on, but their fellow disciples behind them could not resist. One by one, the figures began to stagger and fall.

Down.

It wasn't until the last person was eliminated and there were only a hundred disciples left in the square that the low bells stopped ringing.

"The test is over! Congratulations to you for successfully advancing to the top 100. Let's take a short rest. Then we will draw lots and compete in pairs to determine the top 50!"

Immortal Dongliang completed his task and returned to the stage. Then other Immortal Deacons came off the stage, collected the promotion disciple identity tokens, recorded them in the record, and at the same time started the subsequent drawing of lots.

"Even though Junior Brother Dongliang can only activate a small amount of the power of the magic weapon, it is not something that a Qi practitioner disciple can resist with his physical body alone!"

Master Jinding looked at Wang Hao who was chatting with Ding Qianqiu on the field, and said with curiosity: "Lingyao Fangshu is extremely talented and has perfected his Qi training. It is not surprising that he can resist the power of the mountain bell with his body, but

It’s really surprising that this disciple of Yaodu Peak can achieve this even at the sixth level of Qi training!”

"Senior brother, this is my useless disciple, Wang Baiyun!" Nie Wuxia had a smile on his lips.

Master Jin Ding had a sudden realization, and immediately praised: "Although this boy's spiritual roots are poor, his physical body is extremely polished, and it is even rarer to have a good soul. He can be considered a rare talent!"

Nie Wuxia was naturally pleased with the praise from the senior fellow apprentice. However, some people said unpleasant things.

"For those of us in the Immortal Path, spiritual roots determine our future potential. No matter how strong our physical body or soul is, it is useless!" Master Wanrenfeng Yinguan said this with a smile.

"Throughout the three thousand years since our Qijue Sect has been established, there has never been a precedent for using a spiritual root to achieve the Foundation Establishment Realm!" Master Huan Jie of Tianzhu Peak agreed.

These two people had something to say. Although they didn't sound right, Nie Wuxia had no words to refute. After a while, she replied coldly: "The laws of heaven are impermanent and opportunities are unpredictable. No one dares to conclude that the ninth-grade spiritual roots are certain."

You can build a foundation, but if you lose your spiritual roots, you are destined to have no hope of building a foundation in this life!"

Of course, Master Yinguan understood that there was something in this man's words, which meant that his most proud disciple, Li Fangshu, might not succeed in establishing the foundation even though he had ninth-grade spiritual roots, while the other's useless disciple might still have a chance. He was annoyed in his heart.

, but did not show it on his face, he said with a smile: "Junior sister Wu Xia is right, whether a good spiritual root will lead you farther, or a useless spiritual root will have greater stamina, we all can wait and see!"

The debate on the stage and the drawing of lots off the stage have ended. And the main peak deacon took action and placed a series of formation bans, just waiting for the second discussion competition to begin.

"Bai Yun, who is your opponent?"

Ding Qianqiu, who had just received the lottery number, rushed to Wang Hao to inquire. His opponent was a disciple of Lingjiu Peak, a guy named Qiu Longming, who had a sixth level of Qi training. His cultivation level was slightly higher, but not enough.

For fear.

"me!"

Wang Hao looked at the number in his hand and saw that his opponent was a Tianpuppet Peak disciple named Wei Jianglin. He was at the fifth level of Qi training and his cultivation level was one level lower than his own.

"The Heavenly Puppet Sect is good at driving machine puppets. It's a bit troublesome to fight against them. You have to be careful, Bai Yun." Ding Qianqiu reminded kindly.

"Same for you." Wang Hao said half-jokingly. In fact, he already had the answer in his heart. This little friend of his is a sure winner in this competition. The reason is very simple. Lingjiu Peak is good at controlling beasts to fight against enemies, and is very difficult to deal with under normal circumstances.

But for the little brother, as long as the wind and thunder beast is released, the opponent will be defeated.

"We brothers will strive to advance to the top four, let's encourage each other!" Ding Qianqiu laughed loudly. He was full of confidence.

As time went by, all formation restrictions used in the competition were arranged, and the second round officially began.

"Formation No. 1, Lingyun Peak Wei Yongqing versus Tianlu Peak Xu Yixiang!"

"Formation No. 2, Red Lianfeng Gu Lei versus Wanrenfeng He Hongqing!"

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"Formation No. 18, Yaodu Peak Wang Baiyun fights against Tianpuppet Peak Wei Jiang Lin!"

Hearing the real deacon read out his Dharma name, Wang Hao immediately walked to the 18th platform. His opponent, a childish round-faced girl, also came later.

"Senior brother, please give me your advice!" Wei Jiang Linji, a round-faced girl, saluted.

"You're welcome, junior sister!" Wang Hao smiled and nodded. When others are polite, he returns the favor.

"There are no rules in the fighting competition. If one party loses or voluntarily admits defeat, the other party will win!"

There are real deacons in charge of refereeing each formation. Of course, their biggest responsibility is to prevent both sides from being unable to control their momentum, resulting in death or injury to the opponent.

"start!"

The moment the deacon announced the start of the competition, the originally humble and polite opponent instantly released two tiger-shaped machine puppets, spitting out white beams of light, and targeted Wang Hao for bombardment.

"It's quick enough!"

Wang Hao swayed and dodged to the right, barely avoiding the machine puppet attack. Under the attack of the white beam of light, two deep pits appeared on the ground.

Hoho!

The opponent didn't give Wang Hao a chance to breathe. He pinched the opponent with his hands, and the two tiger-shaped puppets roared and charged towards him. At the same time, he released two machine puppets, spitting out white beams of light and attacking from a distance.

Anyone else would have definitely been caught off guard and defeated continuously. For Wang Hao, the attack power of the four machine puppets was comparable to those in the middle stage of Qi training, but their flexibility was poor and they did not pose a threat at all.

His figure kept flashing in the formation, and he was able to avoid the puppet attack every time, and he seemed to be able to do so with ease. On the other hand, his opponent, the Tianpuppet Peak disciple named Wei Jianglin, could control four tiger-shaped puppets to the limit.

There was sweat on the forehead and I was panting.

about there!

There was no intention of further fighting. Wang Hao saw the opportunity and approached Wei Jianglin in a flash. He fired with both hands and blasted away more than a dozen fireballs.

Wei Jianglin didn't panic when she saw this, she pinched out her spell, and wearing a blue robe, a barrier suddenly rose up to block the fireball attack.

Mid-grade defensive vestments!

With this protection, it was difficult for low-level fireball techniques to be effective. But when the power of the fireball dissipated, a fiery red sword with a blade twisted like a snake, dissipating powerful power, hung three feet above Wei Jianglin's head.

"Junior Sister Wei, my Fire Chi Sword is a top-grade magic weapon. It can easily break through your magic robe defense!"

Wang Hao appeared in front of Wei Jianglin with a smile on his face. The latter turned pale, then put away all the puppets and saluted Wang Haoji: "Thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy!"

There is a huge disparity in strength, and the opponent takes the initiative to admit defeat!
Chapter completed!