Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

While everyone was participating in the trial on the island, a slightly illusory figure stood in the courtyard on the other side of the mountain, quietly watching the scene reflected in the pond.

He had a Taoist bun on his head, looked about 40 years old, wore a dark blue Taoist robe, had a goatee, sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, eyes as deep as the sea, and a natural immortal style.

The first generation of the island owner of the Fairy Island, Liu Huangshu!

However, this is not Liu Huangshu's real body, but a wisp of his soul left on the Fairy Island when he was young, which is equivalent to the spiritual officer used to maintain the trial on the island. Unless a new island owner is determined, it will always exist.

At this time, Liu Huangshu carefully observed the scene reflected in the water, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and exclaimed from time to time.

"Although I expected that the cultivation environment in the future would be very poor, I didn't expect that the cultivation of this group of trialists was so low. Fortunately, when I made the rules, I didn't take the realm seriously."

"Looking back at the mode of this level, it was created by me when I was thinking hard. As for the requirements for passing the level I left, if the will is not firm enough, and only pays attention to appearance and maintains that pitiful self-esteem, then such a person, how can he be qualified to inherit the Fairy Island and lead the Kunlun Realm out of the predicament and become stronger?"

"Now it seems that many people are willing to risk it, and I am very satisfied with this..."

Liu Huangshu smiled, and suddenly he seemed to notice something, and the smile gradually disappeared, replaced by deep astonishment.

I saw a handsome young man with silver hair, moving forward at an absurdly fast speed, and looking at the expression on his face, it seemed like he was strolling in his own yard, without any anxiety or haste.

"Wait, why does he move forward ten squares every time?" After Liu Huangshu confirmed again and again, his eyes suddenly bulged and his mouth opened wide.

Because he saw that every time the other party rolled out the dice, it was a golden ten-point.

This is not cheating, nor is there any error in the trial.

Only Liu Huangshu knew that this was a small trick he deliberately left behind. The probability of the trialer being one in a thousand is to directly roll the dice to get ten points!

The original intention was to select those with great luck, after all, luck is a kind of strength.

But the problem is that every time the silver-haired blue dice is rolled, there is an extremely rare probability!

Is this too lucky?

After all, this is a one in a thousand probability!

Ten, ten, ten...

Seeing the other party advancing rapidly as if assisted by God, from the last place at the bottom, and quickly squeezed into the middle of the ranking, Liu Huangshu felt incredible and suspected the mechanism of the trial.

Clap.

The dice continued to spin, and another ten points were obtained.

Seeing this, Ye Junlin sighed helplessly, "Oh, that's enough."

No matter how he shook the dice, the points he got were only ten!

At this time, the surroundings were already an icy and snowy environment, the sky was cold, the snow was flying, and the icy cold made many trial participants shiver with cold, and they exhaled white air from their mouths. After all, they were just practicing Qi cultivation now.

"Oh, there is a golden treasure chest here. Let me see what's inside." Ye Junlin gently opened the box, and a blazing white light came out of the box.

Swish, a creature with wings, snow-white body, ice crystals condensed on its skin, two horns, and a dragon-like head flew out, and a high-pitched dragon roar came out of its mouth.

"Hmm?"

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, thinking that this was a monster that was going to harm him. Just as he was about to take action, a line of ancient fonts appeared in front of him, and it was automatically translated into meaning in his mind.

"Congratulations, this is a flying pet frost pterosaur, which can carry the trial-taker across the snow-capped mountains unimpeded!"

Then, the frost pterosaur obediently leaned down and motioned the silver-haired blue in front of him to go up.

"You still want this benefit? Yes, yes."

Ye Junlin jumped onto the dragon's back and patted the dragon's head, "Brother, you can go now."

"Roar!"

A high-pitched dragon roar came out of its mouth.

The frost pterosaur flapped its wings violently, swung its long tail, and rushed forward along the path, crossing the grid madly along the way.

"Wuhu, take off~"

Ye Junlin rode on the frost pterosaur, like a dragon knight, stretched out his fingers and raised them above his head, and shouted loudly.

The group of trialists stranded in the iceberg map were still enduring the biting cold. Suddenly, they heard a familiar voice. They looked up and were stunned. "Ye, Senior Ye?"

Everyone saw the frost pterosaur flapping its wings and diving rapidly in the air. On its broad back, there stood a tall and handsome young man. At this moment, under the whistling airflow, his silver-white hair was dancing wildly, and the scene was very visually impactful.

At this time, at the front of the ice and snow map, a cold man in a white robe and fluttering cloak, wearing ice-blue gloves on both hands, was fighting with the Snow King who was blocking the way.

This tall snow king, with a golden crown on his head, sapphire eyes, a long carrot nose, and eye-catching blush on both sides of his cheeks, has a round belly and holds a stick-like weapon with an ice cream on the top, attacking the target in front of him.

Bang bang bang~!

The surging ice-blue fist prints swept like a storm, hitting the snow king unprepared, and the crown on his head was crooked.

Finally, the tall body slowly fell down and turned into stars and disappeared into the air.

Xue Wuhen breathed out a heavy breath, looked at the ice blue gloves covering his hands, and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.

Who would have thought that this majestic white-robed swordsman would end the battle with his fists without using his sword?

This taste...

Who knows? !

That's right, here, everyone must use the magical weapons in the level, and along the way, Xue Wuhen obtained these pairs of polar frost gloves, and then unfortunately encountered this snow king turned into a statue, and was He had no choice but to fight.

Fortunately, he learned boxing skills when he was young and combined with this magic weapon, he was able to defeat this fierce Snow King.

The strange thing is that at the moment Snow King fell, an inexplicable melody of a song was lingering in his ears, and it sounded so good...

"The front looks like the Flame Mountain. Hey, I'm so ashamed. I've tried my best from the beginning to now, but my ranking is only above average."

"There really isn't any advantage at all, it all depends on luck."

Xue Wuhen's face showed bitterness, it was the first time he had been so frustrated.

"No, no matter what, I have to pass the level smoothly! After all, compared to the others who were left behind, I, Xue Wuhen, am far ahead!"

Xue Wuhen calmed down and rolled the dice. Fortunately, the die landed on the number side.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly with pride, Xue Wuhen wanted to step across the square and leave this ice and snow map.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of a dragon sounded from behind. Xue Wuhen was so startled that she quickly turned her head to look, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously blurted out:

"Grass!"

As the word fell, the Frost Winged Dragon arrived at the very edge of the snow-capped mountain landscape at lightning speed, and then disappeared into little stars.

A light figure of a jade tree stands in the wind, falling gracefully with its hands behind its back, and its whole body has a graceful and graceful temperament, just like Ling Chen, a banished immortal.

Ye Junlin stood on the ground, looking at the Flame Mountain standing in front of him, with a look of interest on his face, "This new map is quite similar to that."

"Senior Ye, you..." Xue Wuhen froze on the spot.

Ye Junlin turned his head and saw the man in white standing a few blocks behind him, standing like a log. He stretched out his hand and said hello, "Hey, what a coincidence, you are here."

Xue Wuhen nodded stiffly, recalling the domineering figure coming from the dragon in his mind, and couldn't help but said: "Senior Ye, you came out so fast."

As soon as these words came out.

Ye Junlin's brows knitted into knots.

Why does this sound so weird?

"You keep working hard, I'll leave first." Ye Junlin shook his head, preparing to use the dice.

Looking at the silver-haired Qingdao who walked out of the ice and snow map first, Xue Wuhen narrowed his narrow eyes, and a strong desire to win emerged in his heart.

Listen to what you mean, are you still leaving me far behind?

Senior Ye, you’ve done me a favor!

Just when Xue Wuhen was about to have a thrilling contest with Ye Junlin, the next scene he saw made him want to dig out his eyes.

In front of him, Ye Junlin calmly rolled out the dice. The side of the dice was golden and extremely dazzling, with ten points!

"hiss--!!!"

When he confirmed that he had read it correctly, Xue Wuhen leaned back and took a deep breath.

All the ancestors are here, how can the dice roll out ten points? !

Is my dice fake?

Xue Wuhen's mind was filled with questions. She watched Ye Junlin leave quickly, and how lonely his back was as he walked away.

Looking at the dice that were rolled out just now, and luckily it showed a number of points, Xue Wuhen felt that it didn't feel so good anymore.

It's funny that he just had the idea of ​​competition and wanted to compete with Senior Ye.

What to compare it with?

The 그 family just shakes it, 늀 is 뀖 ten points!

Is he talented?

Play with yarn!

"I said you don't want to live up to your expectations? Look at the other people's dice, they're looking at you! At most, they only hit 뀖!"

In the end, Xue Wuhen became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. She looked angrily at the dice in her hand as if she hated iron.

Dice: "..."

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