"Well, you are a new disciple of the Wuzong, and the cultivation level of the Wudan warrior. Well, good, your assessment content is to hold on to the last stick of incense under this senior brother." Wu Motian called a disciple from the Shenxu Academy and walked over. When Jin Tong saw that he was a martial artist with a martial artist's cultivation level. Unexpectedly, this assessment actually made Huang Tian fight over the level. Even if the other party was just a martial artist, it was nothing to him. But Huang Tian was only a fifth warrior, oh? The senior brother's chest was a disciple of the Formation Sect.

Wu Motian said again: "This is a disciple of the Mingcheng Sect. Strictly speaking, his combat ability cannot be compared with that of the Wuzong disciples. So as a disciple of the Wuzong, it should not be too difficult for you to hold on to a stick of incense under his hands. Okay, let's start."

Huang Tian looked at a martial artist opposite indifferently, without saying a word, and set up his posture to wait for the opponent's attack. He knew that it was useless to say anything, this was an assessment. If you are not fair, you will be the winner, and you will be the weak.

"Junior brother offended me." The other party bowed and prepared. He didn't dare to let go. Wu Motian was still watching. It was impossible for him to have any abnormal movements. Wu Motian was not a fool, so he could naturally see whether he was fighting seriously. But he was also a little strange. Such a difficulty assessment is already very difficult here. After all, he is a martial artist after all, and the other party is just a warrior. The gap between the first level is very big. But at least there is only one stick of incense. He sighed in his heart and hoped that the other party could persevere under his attack.

At the right moment of fierce battle, Huang Tian took the lead and did not retreat because his strength was lower than that of the opponent. This surprised the other party, but he was not careless and swung a punch to Huang Tian's right hand. Huang Tian narrowed his eyes half-squinted and did not restrain himself because of the opponent's attack. A thick layer of earth gradually attached to his entire right fist, which was his earth attribute nature. This layer of earth block protected Huang Tian's right fist in all directions.

The attacks of the two sides collided, and the earth blocks on Huang Tian's right hand peeled off layer by layer, but at least he did not suffer any damage. The defense of the earth attribute was still very strong, and he did not fall into a disadvantage because the opponent's strength was far away from him. The martial artist was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the opponent would take his punch so easily, but he felt relieved when he saw that the opponent had earth attributes. As the earth attribute with the strongest defense among the five attributes, it was normal to have such combat power.

However, he was helpless. The chief tutor told them that martial arts are not allowed to be used against these newcomers. The opponent's strength is beyond his imagination, and he can't do anything to him for a while. However, Huang Tian did not relax his vigilance a little bit, and the attack like a star shower fell on the opponent, because he had strong defense and was not afraid of the opponent's attack. Even if he hit him, he could hold on. However, this situation could not be delayed for too long. After all, the difference in realm is here, and the Yuan power is very limited. Such an attack cannot last for too long, but this is just an assessment. As long as he drags over a stick of incense, he can pass. Therefore, he only cares about attack without any scruples of attention.

The disciple was also indescribable. After all, he was a disciple of the Formation Sect, and he was indeed not as strong as the disciples of the Wuzong in actual combat. Even if his cultivation was stronger than the other party, he was still suppressed. If he could give him time and set up a formation, the other party would not be his opponent at all. But this is impossible. Not to mention formations, he would not be allowed to use even martial arts. It seems that this junior brother could pass the assessment very easily. This disciple was also very entangled. It would be embarrassing to know that he would not be such an examiner if he had known. However, this year's new disciple was a bit perverted.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly. Wu Motian looked at Huang Tian who was panting and waved his hand to let them stop. Although this section of the martial artist was not hurt, he seemed to be at ease, but he could not solve Huang Tian at all. Of course, Wu Motian could tell whether he had let the water go. Huang Tian was not simple, so he nodded and said, "Well, Huang Tian, ​​you are very good. You pass the assessment, go down. Next, Deng."

Jin Tong looked at Deng beside him and gave him an inspirational look. Deng smiled. Although he never liked to speak and was taciturn, Jin Tong knew that he had a kind heart and kept expressing himself with his actions. Deng walked up and the assessment was similar to before. However, because Deng's strength was not as strong as Huang Tian, ​​he only had a second-class warrior. So his opponent was a disciple of the seventh-class warrior. Although he was only a seventh-class warrior, it was not simple at all for Deng.

Deng Ru did not relax at all when facing a great enemy. Although Huang Tian seemed simple before, there were hidden crises everywhere. He did not dare to take it lightly and stared at the other party's actions. The disciple in front of him did not see the other party clearly, and he saw the disciple of Yi Duan Martial Artsman. Although the disciple in front of him was only a second-class warrior, he might have the strength of Huang Tian before.

Both sides watched for a long time, and finally the disciple couldn't hold on and rushed up. Deng Lianlian retreated and did not dare to take the opponent's attack. However, he was much faster than him and could not avoid it. He hit Deng's lower abdomen with a knee and he was knocked out directly. However, he quickly turned around in the air for several times and landed steadily on the ground. He stroked his lower abdomen with his hands, and soon a green halo shone on his lower abdomen. Deng sighed relievedly, it seemed that the injury he had suffered had healed.

"This kid turns out to be wood-attributed and has powerful repair ability. Not bad, not bad." Wu Motian looked at it and murmured to himself.

The disciple was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party's repair ability was so strong, but it would be better if he had breathed a few breaths. He knew that his attack was that if it was an ordinary second-class warrior who would lose his combat power, he would probably fall to the ground and suffer a lot of pain. However, without thinking too much, he rushed up and kicked out again. Deng widened his eyes and hurriedly dodged, barely avoiding the attack. He thought that it would not be a solution to continue like this, so he made up his mind. He urged the energy of his whole body and shouted: "The sea of ​​trees came to the world!"

Suddenly, a stream of strands of thick branches emerged from Deng's body and rushed towards the disciple. This was a martial art! It seemed to be a martial art of not low grade. After thinking about it, the other party naturally did not dare to compete with him and hurriedly dodge. After all, he could not release his martial arts. He could only rely on his body skills to avoid the opponent's attack.

Deng seized the opportunity, surrounded the branches and kept slapping the other party with the branches. However, such an attack could not last long. He knew in his heart that his energy was flying, and he didn't know if he could last for a stick of incense.

In the end, Deng was exhausted and his Yuanli disappeared. He knelt on the ground and smiled bitterly. Could it be that he had just ended here? The disciple breathed a sigh of relief and finally waited until the other party had exhausted his Yuanli. He walked up step by step, trying to throw Deng off the stage. But when he just led Deng to throw him down, Wu Motian suddenly said, "Time is up. The assessment is over, Deng passes the assessment."

Deng knelt softly on the ground, and finally closed his eyes with satisfaction after hearing the last sentence. Jin Tong hurriedly ran up and helped Deng down. Fortunately, it was fine, but he was too tired, and the Yuanli was not left at all. Jin Tong calmly took out a breath recovery pill and sent it into Deng's mouth. After a while, Deng opened his eyes, looked at Jin Tong and said, "Thank you."

Jin Tong shook his head with a smile and said, "Congratulations, it's successful." Then he helped Deng aside. Because he heard that Wu Motianbao's next assessment disciple was him, Jin Tong.

Jin Tong walked up, Wu Motian looked at Jin Tong and said, "Are you ready? Well? You, you broke through? Not bad, not bad. Well, it can't make you too relaxed."

Jin Tong looked at Wu Motian in confusion, not knowing what the other party meant. But later he found out that Wu Motian actually called someone to call a disciple. When Jin Tong saw that he was a disciple with a great martial arts cultivation level. Could he be his opponent?

Wu Motian looked at the disciple who had just arrived, looked at Jin Tong and said, "Jin Tong, because you have to take four items, this is the first Wu Zong assessment. You have to fight this disciple. Stick to a stick of incense."

"Well, I understand." Jin Tong nodded. Although the other party was a great martial artist, there was no problem for Jin Tong. But he didn't plan to be too arrogant. He just had to spend this incense stick of time safely. Although he could easily defeat the other party, it would be a bit inappropriate if that was the case.
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