Time flies by like a flash, and in a blink of an eye, the day of the trial has arrived. The trial location is Queshan outside Zhulu Academy. There are formation isolation around Queshan. There are many first-order exotic beasts and ordinary beasts in Queshan. The content of the trial is:

Survive in Queshan for seven days.

The realms of alien beasts and human monks are the same, but their names are slightly different.

"This trial will directly reflect your comprehensive abilities in all aspects, and these abilities will be directly related to your future achievements and heights.

There is a communication stone on each of your waists. When you crush it, a dazzling light will appear, and a gentleman will rush to the rescue in time. Crushing it means giving up. Practicing is not an easy thing. Forget about others.

As a well-known person, I also hope that you will have the courage, courage and determination to match your great ideals."

After a pause, Mr. Guan looked at the more than fifty disciples in front of him, smiled slightly, and continued:

"Then, the trial begins, please!" Mr. Guan extended his hand, and the disciples walked into Queshan one by one.

Han Fen followed the crowd, and Sima Yan was at the front.

This was the first actual combat since his training, and Han Fen knew how difficult it was. Just like it was his first time to kill someone, that sword contained more than just the strength to swing the sword.

Just like people are afraid of ghosts, then suppose that the ghost's strength is set to the point where it can be killed with one punch, and the ghost competes with an adult man in the dark. Even if the man can usually throw hundreds of punches, under the shock of fear,

, let alone punching, but still have the strength to raise your arm?

Han Fen had experienced those moments of fear in his previous life and felt the feeling of being unable to move because his hair stood on end. He knew that the best way to overcome fear was to face it.

Unknown things are always scary. Only after seeing them can we think of ways to deal with them. Han Fan will not be stupid and take the lead.

There is a forest on Queshan Mountain. There are giant trees that are more than 20 meters high and can be hugged by five people every eight steps. Looking through the gaps of the rich leaves, mottled leaves are scattered on the ground. From time to time, a roar comes from the forest, and in the sky

There were birdsong and some students complaining in low voices.

More than fifty people entered Queshan and followed Sima Yan's lead obediently. Everyone felt that with more people, there was greater strength, and naturally it was safer. No one wanted to leave the large group. Han Fen followed the crowd with the idea of ​​observing first, and patiently followed the crowd.

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The trial for new recruits of Zhulu Academy is something that the academy attaches great importance to. As Mr. Guan said, the ability reflected in the trial directly determines their future heights.

Outside Queshan, a ten-foot-long and wide water-like light curtain was suspended above the ground. On the light curtain was a picture of Han Fan and the others. In front of the light curtain stood several teachers and elders from the academy, as well as the vice-president.

Inside.

This kind of behavior of holding together to keep warm is the same every time. The gentlemen had expected that this would happen, so they naturally had countermeasures.

In Queshan, as Sima Yan raised his left hand, the large army stopped.

"Why don't you leave? What happened ahead?"

"I don't know. In fact, it would be great if we just stayed where we just came in and spent the seven days peacefully."

"Are you out of your mind? What will you eat and drink for seven days? Are you going to starve to death and die of thirst?"

There were various discussions in the crowd.

Sima Yan had a serious look on his face. He had vaguely heard a running sound before, as if something was rushing here quickly. He had followed the masters in the family into the mountains several times before, so he had some experience.

Han Fen was at the front of the team, always paying attention to the disturbances everywhere. The moment the team fell silent after Sima Yan signaled to stop, he also vaguely heard the sound of extremely fast running, similar to the running sound of his senior brother's giant red tiger.

sound.

Han Fen walked out of the crowded place and came to a giant tree that was easier to climb. He climbed up to the nearest branch in a few steps.

Since entering this forest, Han Fan has felt extremely comfortable here. His brain and body are very active, especially his perception is much stronger than before. He feels that the entire forest is getting close to him.

According to the teacher, the method that Han Fan practiced was of the wood attribute and was of a higher grade, so it would naturally be compatible with the forest.

Han Fen stood on a branch and looked into the distance. However, the branches and leaves were thick and the sight was limited. Han Fen couldn't judge for a while.

The disciples' eyes were focused on Han Fan, waiting for Han Fan's response. Sima Yan looked back at Han Fan and cast a questioning look. Han Fan shook his head.

"Wait and see. It's best for everyone to spread out." Sima Yan said.

Only half of the crowd dispersed, and the remaining half looked around in confusion, not knowing where to go. Only a few disciples were more clever. Some imitated Han Fen and climbed into the tree, and some stood behind Sima Yan.

One minute...two minutes...three minutes...

The waiting disciples finally began to get impatient, and complaints kept coming. An impatient look appeared on Sima Yan's face. He had never led a team before, and this situation made him panic.

"Han Fan..." Sima Yan said.

Han Fan patiently felt the changes around him. "Jun Yu Jue" made his perception in the forest extremely delicate. Han Fan only felt that the forest was filled with a heavy breath. This feeling was like a brief moment before a storm.

peaceful.

"Just wait a little longer," Han Fan said.

"What are you waiting for? We have to stand here all day...ah!" A disciple on the edge of the crowd couldn't help complaining loudly. Before he could finish his words, he was knocked away by a strange beast that rushed out of the bushes.

He rolled to the ground and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"It's a strange beast!" Someone shouted, and the crowd dispersed and fled.

The alien beast knocked over the disciple, and then changed to the next target.

Han Fen stood on the tree, could see clearly, and shouted: "It's a tusked wild boar as tall as a man, a first-class alien beast, with fangs in its mouth and sharp thorns on its back. It runs very fast. Its main attack method is collision."

, has a bad temper, and his weak point is his lower abdomen.”

Han Fen quickly recited what he had recited on Alien Beast Record some time ago and took his seat.

He originally wanted to remind the disciples below him not to panic too much, but Han Fen found that no one listened to him at all.

Sima Yan retreated to the tree where Han Fan was. Since he had the experience of going into the mountains and had seen many strange beasts, his face was calm. His clasped hands had already produced three surrounding magic balls. Han Fan lowered his head and glanced.

This guy has cultivated one more.

"What should I do? I can't hit it like this, and it's very likely to accidentally injure other students." Although Sima Yan has seen such scenes, he has never solved this situation. This is the difference. He didn't know it until he experienced it himself.

It's not easy.

Han Fan was also thinking quickly, and he repeatedly recalled the information in the book.

"Grumpy...yes! Grumpy!" Han Fen said.

"What do you mean?" Sima Yan asked.

"I'll be responsible for luring it over, and then you'll attack it." Han Fan said and jumped off the giant tree. In fact, for him, as long as the other party didn't suppress it with force, he wouldn't be affected. After all, he went to the zoo a lot in his last life.

It's hard for him to be afraid of this creature.

Han Fen ran in front of Sima Yan, picked up a stone and threw it over. The stone missed, but it successfully attracted the attention of the wild boar. The wild boar turned around and stared at Han Fen with its red eyes.

Han Fen calmed down, held his hands in vain, and absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. In a few seconds, six magic balls gathered together.

As we all know, among the metal, wood, water, fire, earth and special attributes, the wood attribute has the weakest attack power. Han Fan also knew this. He just wanted to successfully provoke the wild boar's anger and create an opportunity for Sima Yan.

The wild boar charged.

"Get out!" Han Fen pushed out six magic balls with both hands, turned around and ran away. He didn't want to be hit and vomited blood. After all, he still had to survive here for seven days.

"Sima Yan, come on!" Han Fen shouted and climbed up the tree.

"Bang~" is the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Sima Yan, what are you waiting for?" Han Fan saw Sima Yan's dull look on his face and his mouth wide open, and secretly thought that this guy would slip up at the critical moment.

The panicked crowd also calmed down, and there was silence for a while. Han Fen turned his head to look in confusion, and was also shocked.

I saw the tusked wild boar lying on the ground, bleeding from its orifices, and its body was swollen, as if it had been inflated.

Several disciples tried to throw stones at the wild boar, but the wild boar had no response.

Sima Yan put away the magic ball in his hand, observed it, walked over, checked it, and said:

"Dead."

Han Fan was also confused. Did he do this? Isn't it said that wood-type attacks are the weakest? Sir, you lied to me.

Han Fen checked the body of the wild boar and found clues. The wood attribute was healing, and the wild boar was already healthy and intact. In this case, being "healed" by the magic ball was equivalent to "stretching" itself to death.
Chapter completed!