Dragon shape!

Li Yuan turned out to be in the shape of a high-quality dragon!

Under the high platform, the assessment continued, with noisy and crowds of people, but for Shao Fangbai, the assessment was over.

Shao Fangbai walked out of the field in a daze. When Zhao Yunsheng, Luo Renshu and others surrounded him, he felt ashamed.

I don’t know how much effort the family has put in for today.

But no plan can compare with Long Shadow. He is confident that he can compare with Gan Wu and Tong Jincheng, but...

Shao Fangbai looked dazed.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was sensible. The greatest expectation of his elders was to let him get nine shapes, but even though he was born with six shapes, he has only one martial arts to perfectly practice, which is still far from being transformed from the root and bones.

Not to mention the Nine Shapes?

After brushing his sleeves, he knocked his opponent to the ground. Zhao Yunsheng got off the ring. With his status and status, he was really not interested in the external assessment.

He looked at the platform from a distance, but found that there was no one on it.

Shao Fangbai felt his heart was blocked and could not say a word, so he just wanted to cover his face and leave.

If Luo Renshu hadn't been quick-witted and his hands were quick to hold on, he would probably not even want to participate in the introductory ceremony.

Luo Renshu frowned slightly, and he keenly realized something was wrong:

Shao Fangbai shook his head, his voice bitter:

Zhao Yunsheng's expression changed drastically:

...

...

At the foot of the Shenbing Mountain, there are several pavilions as the boundary. None of the people who come and go dare to cross the pavilion.

In the pavilion, Han Chuijun was smiling and looked at Li Yuan who was standing bent, and felt more and more satisfied:

After only two years of practicing martial arts, I have changed my roots several times. This kind of talent can no longer be described as amazing. It is a true genius!

At least for him.

Han Chuijun is in a good mood. He would not be so happy even if he is born with a nine-shaped body.

Li Yuan was a little unacceptable to Lao Han's huge change. At this time, there was no coldness on his face. He could feel his smile through the ghost mask.

Han Chuijun paced back and forth and suddenly asked:

Li Yuan answered.

During this period, he was immersed in the modification of the root and bones, and the progress of other martial arts was much worse, especially the military fighting hammer, which lacked the core Ministry of War. After being proficient, the progress became slower and slower.

Han Chuijun murmured to himself, and had the idea of ​​teaching him the core laws of the Ministry of War immediately, but he still held it back:

Li Yuan nodded repeatedly. He had been thinking about the Ministry of War's breathing method for a long time.

Han Chuijun praised it without hesitation, put down a few bottles of pills, and then floated away, very fast, I don't know how to go

where.

It is not only because of the military battle and killing hammers, but also because of the hammer soldiers.

The blessing of skills will not be produced out of thin air. Only those who are deeply immersed in this path can leave traces on weapons. The hammer soldiers in the Divine Soldier Valley must be blessed with such skills.

Li Yuan is very jealous of Han Chuijun's hammer, but he can only think about it. For people in the world, the weapon that is good at hand is like the lifeblood, so how can it be lent to others to play with?

Li Yuan sat in the pavilion for a while, and then regretfully withdrew his gaze. After so long, he could not see such a black light again.

After taking a deep look at Shenbing Mountain, Li Yuan returned to the assessment site.

...

The assessment is still ongoing.

There were people fighting on the rings, and the sound of swords and swords colliding was endless.

There seem to be many people who can get the sect assessment quota here, but in fact, they can be considered elite in each county and a town.

At this moment, in order to enter the Gods and Soldiers Valley, Li Yuan fought without reservation. He glanced at him and saw many injured people.

Even if there are disciples from the Divine Strike Valley on the stage, many people will be cut off directly.

Li Yuan was a little shocked.

As he walked along the way, there were actually very few people who developed internal energy on the stage, most of whom were like Yue Yunjin and Wu Ming's qi and blood.

Their martial arts were nothing to him at this time, but his ruthlessness made him look a little slanted.

Being worshipped into the Godly Soldier Valley is a real opportunity to change one's fate. For most people on the field, it may be the best and only opportunity.

The battle is tragic, you can imagine.

Li Yuan muttered a little in his heart and thought about it:

Thinking of this, Li Yuan felt a little heavy and even more alert.

He has today, but it is really hard to get...

A shrill voice came, and Li Yuan looked in the sound and saw that Wu Ming's face was covered in blood on the ring not far away. The hammer in his hand was not enough to be restrained, his opponent's chest collapsed, and he coughed up blood in his mouth.

Off the stage, a few teenagers glared at each other with grief and anger. On the stage, Wu Ming's pale face appeared on his face and held up the hammer:

In the audience, someone jumped up with a knife. Before he finished speaking, he was kicked off the stage by the disciples of Shenbing Valley on the stage:

The knife-holder coughed up blood, his face pale, and could only struggle to take away the body and stagger away.

And similar things happen from time to time on the arena, and thousands of people are assessed, casualties are inevitable.

Li Yuan took a look from afar. After Wu Ming stepped down, the competition on the stage continued.

Most of the warriors who participated in this assessment held swords and weapons, and they often had a few moves to determine the outcome in just a few dozen moves, and few of them fought for a long time.

Therefore, the assessment speed is very fast.

Li Yuan walked around for a while and watched dozens of competitions.

Li Yuan turned around and saw Wang Peiyao with pale face. Her clothes were stained with blood, but they were his own. He was stabbed and he was just a simple bleeding bandage at this moment.

Wang Peiyao smiled reluctantly:

Li Yuan sighed slightly in his heart, and had to comfort him:

God's Valley

The mountain gate is wide open and many disciples are recruited, but no matter how many of them, everyone cannot get started. Even because the conditions are relaxed, there are some older ruthless people.

There is very little internal strength at the age of eighteen, but there are quite a few internal strength at the age of twenty-eight.

Wang Peiyao was a little disappointed, but she quickly calmed down and bowed with a smile:

Knowing that she was pretending to be free and easy, Li Yuan did not finish the wound and did not mention that he was a true disciple.

...

When the sun sets westward, the assessment of joining the sect is coming to an end. Everyone in Gaoliu County gathers together, and some are happy and some are sad.

Wu Ming's eyes were red. These days, he practiced hard all the time. He just relaxed and didn't care if he was bleeding on his body.

Liu Zheng and Wen Yida smiled a little reluctantly. They were about the same as Wang Peiyao. After winning a few games, they met a master and left the game in defeat.

Liu Zheng and the others pretended to be free and easy, and their hearts were sour. When they turned around, they felt even more sour when they saw Li Yuan.

The difference between the servant and the inner disciple is too big.

As the name suggests, the disciples of serious servants have to do serious servants. The disciples of outer serious servants do not need to pay money, as for the disciples of inner serious servants.

The money they pay every year is used to support inner disciples.

Thinking of this, Liu Zheng wanted to cry and couldn't join the outer sect. He finally saved up the money he had prepared to go to Baihua Pavilion to lose...

Li Yuan came over, and a crowd surrounded him, and the people from other nearby counties also cast envious and awe-inspiring eyes.

Zhao Guangqing's lion roar skills are quite impressive. Whoever passed the inner door assessment will know nothing on the field.

Li Yuan responded one by one, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Most of the people from Gaoliu County were not elected, which did not include Liu Zheng, Wen Yida and others. In addition, Li Yuan also remembered the agreement with the Yuan family.

Yuan Pingjun's son is a simple and honest boy named Yuan Ping, with a middle and lower root bone and average talent. Fortunately, his family is rich and can afford to pay for money.

Li Yuan looked around for a while and didn't see Yue Yunjin, and his brows couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Yue Yunjin is a top-notch root and there is no such thing as not being able to enter the outer sect...

Wu Ming replied.

In this sect entrance examination, Shenbing Valley was well prepared. There were many doctors outside the field, and except for those who were beaten to death on the spot, they could be treated simply.

Liu Zheng sighed and felt sorry for his money.

But after glanced at the apprentice of the outer city with a sad expression, he felt better, and not everyone could be a servile disciple.

At this time, Wu Ming suddenly turned around and saw Liang Ashui whose face turned black and limped, as if he had been beaten up.
To be continued...