Out of good intentions, Tian Tian wanted to act as a helper by Yang Zheng, but in his opinion, it was useless to have many enemies and we were few, so one more helper would be useless. Instead, it would become a burden and easily distract him.

It is better to act alone and be more flexible and free. As long as he quickly rushes out of the fog and reaches his destination, the exam will come to an end, and no matter how large the other party's group is, there is nothing he can do about it.

"You are the eldest lady of Jimo City and can't threaten them. For grandpa's sake, they dare not kill you."

He said secretly with divine thoughts, and glanced at the crowd around him, "Aren't your juniors from military uncles here to take the exam? If you get close to them, as long as you ensure your safety, we will meet smoothly later."

Tian Tian looked at his side face with a worried look, "Wouldn't you pretend to join the military first and walk with us?"

Yang Zheng replied, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility. This is just the first round of exams. They still have a chance to take action later. The enemy is open and the enemy is secret. I am about to see which shrimp soldiers and crab generals are hidden..."

At this time, the old man in purple robe said, "Don't waste time, you must pass the test as quickly as possible, because your order will become the initial ranking and directly affect the subsequent exams."

At this moment, the fog inside the forest was already very rich, and everyone's vision was white, and they could no longer see the green trees.

A roar sounded from the depths of the forest, sharp and harsh. It was the sound of fireworks exploding and also the signal of the beginning of the exam.

"You line up and walk into the woods first, the exam is about to begin."

So, the candidates followed the instructions and walked into the fog at the same time. After a moment, a loud chime sound came from the air and resounded through the forest, shocking everyone in the fog.

The exam has begun.

The sound of this chime is very melodious and does not disappear quickly, but gradually becomes weaker and gradually fades away from the candidate's spiritual perception. Everyone moves when they hear the sound, and they all walk fast and chase after them according to their own perception.

Different people have different spiritual powers, so their judgments are different.

At first, the sound of the chime was very clear, and the direction of the people running was generally consistent. As the sound of the chime faded, many people's perceptions deviated, and they deviated from the right track and ran in the wrong direction.

The huge crowd gradually dispersed and turned into countless tributaries.

The forest is vast, and the candidates have different starting points, and the probability of meeting others is not high. When they meet others again, they cannot be sure that their judgment is wrong, but others are right.

One goes to the left and the other goes to the right, who is a genius and who is a fool?

The candidates could only believe themselves. They saw someone running to the right, but they still insisted on turning to the left.

When the chime sound completely disappeared, everyone's sense of direction was completely messed up, and there were people running everywhere, like headless flies, bumping around everywhere. This scene was very funny in the eyes of the invigilators.

However, some people have weak perception, but are very cunning and scoundrels. From the beginning, they have never expected to rely on their own abilities to break through the siege of more than 4,000 people. They come up with opportunistic solutions - to follow the strong.

So, who is the trustworthy strong man?

This is easy to judge. After the candidates come to Linzi City, they can only look at the market at Genting Gambling House and learn which people have extremely strong talents and are favored by the world.

So, everyone coincided and targeted the same person.

Yang Zheng was helpless. After entering the fog, he finally felt the pain of becoming a star. No matter where he ran, there was always a group of people behind him who shamelessly treated him as a guide dog.

He ran away, those people ran away, and he stopped, and those people stopped, which was simply a plaster. There was no way, who made him write fifty-six strokes so that everyone in the city knew that his soul was as powerful as a demon?

Everyone was sure that it was right to follow him.

He was so entangled that he was uncomfortable all over, so he had to use the Fenghuang chapter of "Chongxu True Sutra". His light skills were as fierce as the wind. He ran wildly in the fog for a moment, and finally successfully got rid of a large number of people.

However, there are still some people who follow closely and are not removed.

Yang Zheng looked at the close figures, his heart was slightly slight, and he realized the danger was approaching.

"Their cultivation is all among the top three realms. They can keep up with my pace, and they are obviously not weak. They could have moved forward with their own perception, so there is no need to be in the group of followers."

Obviously, the other party’s bad motivation is not for finding a way, but for himself.

At this time, the first time the chime sound had completely disappeared. He lost the signpost to distinguish the direction, stopped, took off the dragon blood sword he was carrying, and turned around to look at the approaching group of people.

They held weapons in their hands, all of them had cold eyes and did not hide their murderous intent.

The man in the leader was thin, like a tall bamboo pole, with countless spots on his face and a sharp voice, which made Yang Zheng unconsciously think of the eunuch in the TV series in his previous life.

"From the moment you rejected Senior Brother Gu, you have decided that next year will be your death day. If you don't eat the toast, it will be too late for you to regret it now."

He waved his hand and ordered everyone to surround Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng never thought about escaping. So far, he has been walking in the right direction and getting closer to his destination. The second time the chime sound has not yet come, he is now running at will, and it is very easy to go astray and all his previous efforts are wasted.

The wisest choice is to stop in place and ensure that there is no deviation.

Of course, it is also the most dangerous choice.

He glanced at everyone and said, "You are quite honest and admit that they are Taoist lackeys. However, once the fight starts and delays the exam, won't you be unable to advance?"

The thin man snorted coldly and said sinisterly, "You are too naive! We have no plans to advance at all. This time the mission is to entangle you and let you be eliminated with us!"

Yang Zheng suddenly realized.

It seems that in order to compete for the sacrificial wine, Taoism has invested a lot of effort to not only cultivate a group of young geniuses, but also has a clear division of labor and selectively give up some people to destroy threatening opponents.

As expected, the same hunting scene should be staged elsewhere in the forest. Of course, Taoism can think of this, and other schools should also be prepared, just the difference between whoever kills whom.

Yang Zheng drew out his sharp sword and said lightly, "I counted, there are twelve of you. Let's do this. Before the next time the chime sounds, I will kill half of it, let's take your time."

The thin man suddenly froze his expression, staring at the blood-colored sword body, without feeling afraid, "I'm so arrogant! Senior Brother Gu has fought with you, and knowing your strength, how can he underestimate the enemy?"

That day, Gu Shaochong came to visit and was defeated by Yang Zheng with two consecutive words of rolling. Of course, he knew that Yang Zheng was extremely strong. If he fought alone, the group of people in front of him were definitely not his opponent.

"We won't fight you hard. As long as we trap you here and cannot leave in time, that's enough."

As he said that, the thin man stretched out his right hand and formed a handprint, quickly outlining it in the air. The true energy overflowed and condensed into a strange curved pattern.

Around Yang Zheng, others also made the same mistakes, drawing different patterns, surrounding him in the middle.

Without hesitation, he waved his sword straight to the thin man and mocked, "Is this a bullshit technique? A small trick of carving insects, and you dare to show off in front of me!"
Chapter completed!