Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Everyone followed the old man into Murong's house and finally came to the fighting stage.

This is where the monks of the Murong family usually fight and practice.

When everyone arrived, they could see a group of people sitting not far away. In the middle was a woman wearing a purple gauze, making her appearance unclear.

The young lady of the Murong family, the one who received the advice from Patriarch Murong!

Everyone was slightly shocked.

"As we all know, the Huaxian Mountains are full of dangers, so in addition to bringing along the monks from the Murong family, my lady also wants to select some talents from Yuxiufang to go with her."

The old man stood in front of everyone and said loudly:

"But there is a condition here. Those whose cultivation is below the late stage of Qi Refining, please leave on your own."

Everyone was in an uproar.

Wu Kedi's expression also changed slightly, and he shouted:

"My brothers and I eat and live together. Since we are destined to live together, they should also have a chance!"

Several monks around Wu Kedi looked at each other with a touch of emotion in their eyes.

"Miss Murong, I don't think this assessment is necessary. We, the monks of the Double Dragon Society, have been walking in the Huaxian Mountains all year round and are experienced in this.

My two brothers will choose more than a hundred brothers to go with you, and you will not be in danger in the Huaxian Mountains. "

At this time, a pair of strong men stood up one after another.

Among the people present, they brought the most monks, and each of them had a hint of toughness on their faces.

When many monks heard what these two people said, their colors immediately changed and they started to curse.

Seeing that the scene had become a mess, Miss Murong frowned slightly and directly called the old man to whisper a few words.

Then the old man stepped forward, coughed, and motioned for everyone to be quiet:

"Everyone, Miss understands that it is not easy for you, so I have changed the rules to allow you to bring five brothers, but more than one is not allowed. In addition, if you want to bring five brothers, you have to prove your ability."

Everyone was silent for a few moments, and then someone said that this was fair.

The two leaders of the Double Dragon Club looked at each other. Although they looked unhappy, they didn't say much.

One of the leaders walked directly onto the fighting stage and glanced at everyone present with indifferent eyes:

"Who wants to come up and fight with me first?"

No one said a word.

Because most of the monks in Yuxiu Fang knew that the two brothers from the Shuanglong Society had had an opportunity in the Huaxian Mountains before, and their sword-wielding skills were unique, and they had no chance of rivaling them at the same level in Yuxiu Fang.

If you go up to compete with him like this, you will most likely lose on the spot.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that no one was willing to compete with him, the old man directly announced that he had passed the test.

Later, another leader of the Double Dragon Society also stepped onto the fighting stage, encountered the same situation, and passed the test directly.

If there are twelve places, they have already been occupied by the Double Dragon Club.

After these two passed the test, the monks began to fight in the fighting stage.

Some people lose one game, and some people win several games in a row in high spirits.

Wu Kedi is also almost at the stage of Qi Refining. He has won three consecutive matches on the fighting stage, and has basically confirmed his qualifications to follow Miss Murong to the Huaxian Mountains.

When he was about to leave the stage, someone came on stage to challenge him.

After Wu Kedi saw clearly the appearance of the monk who challenged him, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Ning, don't you remember how you begged for mercy when you fought me?"

After saying that, he glanced at Fang Chen, his eyes smiling even more.

Wu Kedi's opponent was a young monk. His eyes wandered around Wu Kedi, and then looked at Fang Chen under the stage, with a faint coldness flashing in his eyes.

"It was then, and now it is now."

After Zhang Ning finished speaking, he directly launched a flying sword that was blooming with a divine light, and went straight towards Wu Kedi.

The aura of this flying sword is very terrifying. It seems that it is no longer a magic weapon of the low-grade Huang class, but a middle-grade Huang class weapon!

When activating the flying sword, Zhang Ning took out a bunch of pills and threw them into his mouth. His face was red, and he was obviously overstretching his cultivation.

Wu Kedi's expression changed slightly. He was about to use his magic weapon to deal with it, but he thought that if the magic weapon was injured by the opponent, it would cause a lot of losses, so he gave up this idea.

After three or two moves, he couldn't handle the flying sword and was knocked off the fighting platform.

Wu Kedi's energy and blood surged, and his spiritual power became extremely thin.

His face was very solemn. Just a few moves had consumed so much of his spiritual power, and the opponent's combat power was obviously much stronger than before.

The monks in Yuxiufang were also shocked by Zhang Ning's current methods.

Their eyes were all staring at the flying sword, and their eyes were a little greedy.

Huang-level middle-grade magic weapons are rare in Yuxiufang.

I don't know where the other party got the chance to get this treasure. I am afraid that this one will also occupy a place among the Qi Refining monks in Yuxiufang in the future!

Miss Murong, who was not far away, looked at Zhang Ning a few more times and seemed to be nodding slightly.

At that time, Zhang Ning glanced at Wu Kedi indifferently, suddenly looked at Fang Chen in the crowd, and said calmly:

"Wang Chongsong, do you dare to come up and fight me?"

After that, he took out a few more pills and threw them into his mouth, continuing to restore his spiritual power.

"I remember, when Zhang Ning saw that this fellow Daoist Wang had just arrived, he wanted to buy and sell by force, but he was beaten hard by the other party."

"Now it seems that I want to take revenge..."

Everyone whispered.

Wu Kedi walked to Fang Chen with a solemn expression:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't be fooled. He relied on the magic weapon of the middle-grade Huang Rank to have such means. You don't need to go up on stage now. It won't be too late for you to go up again after he goes down."

After all, this time is not a battle of skills, but an assessment. As long as you show enough strength, you can win the favor of Miss Murong and go to the Huaxian Mountains together to find your destiny.

"Wang Chongsong, are you afraid?"

Zhang Ning saw that Fang Chen was not moving and couldn't help but use words to stimulate him.

Some of the monks who were close to him in the audience also spoke in agreement.

"I, Wang Chongsong, am not afraid of heaven or earth. How can I be afraid of your mere yellow-level middle-grade magic weapon?"

Fang Chen suddenly laughed.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Wang is too impulsive."

Wu Kedi sighed softly.

Zhang Ning immediately smiled when he saw Fang Chen taking the bait.

The moment Fang Chen stepped onto the fighting stage, he immediately used the flying sword to deal with Fang Chen in the same way he used to defeat Wu Ke's enemy.

Fang Chen didn't make any extra moves. He just used the technique of controlling the five elements that everyone knows and used his spiritual power to deal with it. He didn't use any magic weapon.

When Zhang Ning saw this, a look of contempt suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The other party was probably afraid that he would sacrifice his magic weapon and be chopped into pieces by his flying sword.

Just when Zhang Ning wanted to give Fang Chen a good look, his flying sword was tightly entangled by the power of the Five Elements.

"How can this be?"

Zhang Ning was stunned for a moment.

Then, in front of him, the flying sword shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

"Although your flying sword is of high grade, it seems to have been used for many years and has been damaged. It cannot withstand such a fight."

Fang Chen smiled lightly, raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and a huge spiritual palm print fell on Zhang Ning, knocking him off the fighting platform and unable to get up for a long time.

Everyone was stunned. The Qi Refining cultivator smashed a yellow-level middle-grade magic weapon?

When Miss Murong saw this scene, there was also a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then she nodded lightly.

Fang Chen waited on the stage for a while, and when he saw no one came up to challenge him, he got off the fighting stage.

The assessment ended quickly, and in the end, Fang Chen, Wu Kedi, the two leaders of the Double Dragon Society, Zhang Ning, and some other well-known local Qi Refining monks were all chosen by Miss Murong.

Zhang Ning himself didn't expect that his flying sword was damaged by Fang Chen, but Miss Murong still chose him. She was shocked but filled with gratitude, and at the same time glanced at Fang Chen with hatred, her eyes becoming more and more resentful.