The sword energy cut through the sky, and at the same time it shocked everyone's hearts. At that moment, Long Chen seemed to be above all the ways and became the king who dominated the ages.
Even the elders stood up and looked at the shadow of the sword in Long Chen's hand with a look of shock.
"cut"
"Long Chen stopped shouting, like the judgment of the gods, the long sword was slashed against the ghost sand!".
Guisha was horrified in his heart. He never expected that Long Chen would have such terrifying combat skills, so he could only resist with all his strength.
"bombard "
For example, "The Heavenly Sword cuts down the galaxy, gravel flies, the sky and the earth tremble, and air waves rise from the sky, sweeping all directions".
"bad"
Tu Fang's face changed slightly, his big hands stretched out, and an invisible big hand appeared, protecting Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu, who were closest to the battlefield.
"Everyone, be careful, lie down collectively to defend "
After the two were protected by Tu Fang, he shouted to the crowd.
When everyone heard this, they were all lucky to protect their whole bodies and fell to the ground one after another. Some people were unconvinced and had only a small aftermath. Can they be so careful?
"bombard "
Those who were still standing could not help but be dumbfounded when the storm of terror swept through it, and among the hurricanes of terror, mixed with gravel, swallowed them up in an instant.
Thereupon the screams, echoing the sound of broken bones vomiting blood, played an exceptionally heroic movement.
These people use their bodies and blood to show the tree in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. This is a vivid interpretation of postmodern techniques.
When the storm subsided, someone drilled out of the dirt and looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.
More and more people are getting out of the dirt, but their expressions after seeing the foreground signs are the same, and that is horror.
"huh"
The dirt on his body was blown away, leaving Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu unscathed and without a trace of dust on his body.
A pair of big transparent hands slowly dispersed. The two had no time to thank Tu Fang for his rescue, and were shocked by the phenomenon in front of them.
A large ditch was bottomless and stretched out into the distance. The entire ground had been deformed and could hardly see its original appearance.
The broken soil and the grit almost overwhelmed everyone, and in front of the large ditch, which was several feet wide, Long Chen leaned on the ground with a long knife, his chest rising and falling violently, and he kept panting.
And not far from him, an arm of the ghost sand, and the part below the waist all disappeared, like a stake erected there.
"actually won?"
Tang Wan'er was surprised and happy, and shouted loudly: " Longchen, go and cut off his head, you are the core disciple "
Now that most of Guisha's body has disappeared, she is no longer able to resist. If she and Ye Zhiqiu hadn't both lost their strength, they would have rushed over and cut off Guisha's head.
Tu Fang's face showed a smile. Although he was suspected of opening a small stove for Long Chen at first, the difficulty of this assessment was enough to make anyone close their mouths.
There is no doubt about Long Chen's strength. It would be a pity if such a character would not be given a place as a core disciple.
It's just that it's really difficult to send out this quota. Several times, even Tu Fang thought that they were going to fail.
Long Chen took a deep breath and dragged the long knife towards Guisha. Now is the time to harvest the fruit.
"Hehe, do you want to exchange my ghostly head for rewards? Dreaming about it "
Suddenly the ghost sand roared up to the sky, and a violent soul power ran wildly in his body.
All were taken aback, they were all like this, and they were able to resist, what kind of monster is this guy!
Long Chen was also surprised and shouted hurriedly: "hehehehe, wait, we have something to say "
"Say your uncle, you bastard, I curse you to die "
"bombard "
After Guisha cursed at the top of his lungs, his whole body suddenly burst into pieces. The minced meat flew across the sky and was scattered all over the sky, and he actually blew himself up.
For a while everyone was stupid, this soul was so powerful, and in the end it still had the strength to self-destruct.
"shit, how does this count? " Long Chen was also dumbfounded, and no one had any head to exchange for a reward.
He hurriedly ran to the place where the ghost sand blew itself up to see if he could pick up some larger parts, and if he could collect a number or something.
It's a pity that maybe Guisha really hated Long Chen so much that he would rather die on his own than Long Chen get a little benefit from him.
He actually blew his body to pieces at the expense of his soul. The largest piece was only the size of his fingers.
Originally, Guisha did not commit suicide, but after his head was chopped off by Long Chen, his soul would continue to be restrained and poured into the next corpse. In fact, he did not need to die. An evil demon who cherished his life so much actually made such a decision, which shows how much he hated Long Chen.
"Long Chen looked at the ground full of corpses, couldn't help crying without tears, and tempted the picture: " Picture Fang Elder, can you see if we can calculate it without using blocks, and we can weigh it with pounds?""
He knew that he wanted to spell out a complete head, so there was no need to think about it, but it should be possible to put those things together in terms of weight.
Tu Fang looked at Long Chen and was speechless for a long time. Is this the fate of the anomalies? Why did it still turn out to be like this, even though he was given the opportunity?
At the same time, he also remembered the leader's instructions not to try to change Long Chen's fate. Now he finally believes that if he forcibly gives Long Chen a place as a core disciple, it may bring great cause and effect to the entire other court, and even the other court may be destroyed.
"Sorry, I can't be satisfied with you " Tufang sighed, he also sympathized with Long Chen, but unfortunately he didn't dare to give him this treatment.
The other elders couldn't help but sigh and wanted to ask Long Chen for mercy. However, thinking of Tu Fang's selfless character, they still shook their heads.
Picture Fang's iron-faced and selfless character, no one in the other courtyard knows, sometimes even the leader gives him three points of courtesy.
After hearing this, Long Chen couldn't help but change his face. As soon as he was about to speak, Tu Fang waved his hand and said: "Don't worry yet. Although you did not succeed, it is not considered a failure. The identity of the core disciples of Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu is still retained, but As for you. . . . . "
"How am I? " Long Chen hurriedly asked.
"I can only follow the rules of other schools and give you an outsider disciple. " Tufang himself feels hot on his face, and it is too boring to do so.
Long Chen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a pity that he did not obtain the status of a core disciple, it was okay to become an outsider disciple. As long as he stayed in another courtyard, he still had a lot of opportunities.
What's more, Long Chen didn't lose any money. At least he deceived Netherworld Ghost Step from Guisha. From Guishana's resentment as if he had robbed his wife, Long Chen knew that this thing was definitely a treasure.
It's just that he doesn't have time to practice yet, but in any case, taking a risk and getting a powerful technique is still very worthwhile.
Upon hearing this news, Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment. Long Chen was already in sight of victory, and this ending actually appeared, which is really regrettable.
However, Lei Qianshang and Qi Xin were secretly relieved, and their confidence that they had been hit by Long Chen's body was not perfect was slowly restored.
No matter how powerful the genius is, without the supply of resources, it is the cooking without rice, the water without source, which will soon be thrown away.
"Longchen, don't be sad " Tang Wan'er walked to Longchen and persuaded her softly.
Long Chen laughed and shook: "Do you think I am a sad person? If I were sad because of this little thing, I would have been sad to death "
Tang Wan'er's heart trembled when she heard this, and sure enough, Long Chen had experienced many unusual things. Maybe his strength was related to his experience.
Of those present, only Tu Fang smiled slightly, and only he understood most how much bullying and oppression Long Chen had experienced, perhaps in response to the phrase: either break out in repression or perish in repression.
Long Chen certainly belongs to the former, and he has experienced too much sadness. This twists and turns is really nothing to him.
"This brother, thank you, I'm sorry, I cut all your family's swords to pieces. " Longchen handed the sword to the big man, and said apologetically.
Only then did people notice that a big knife, which was originally a good knife, was now covered with thumb-sized teeth, and it looked like a saw from a distance, which was surprising and funny.
"It's nothing. It's a lifelong honor for this long sword to contribute to Brother Long. The big man took the long sword and said respectfully.
He had already planned it, and the long knife was later collected, which witnessed his friendship with Long Chen.
When Long Chen becomes a peerless strong man in the future, he can take out his sword with great pride, pat his chest and say to everyone: "Long Chen and I have a life-long friendship. Did you see it? He once asked me if I had borrowed a sword?".
The matter on Longchen's side has come to an end. Longchen did not get the nameplate of a core-level disciple and was only assigned the title of an outer disciple.
After watching the battle just now, everyone put him in the monster-level strong list, and he was also regarded as a monster among monsters.
After everyone returned to their camp, Tu Fang stood in front of everyone, and the whole audience immediately became silent.
Tu Fang looked at everyone and said: " First of all, congratulations to you here. You have become disciples of other courtyards. All resources of other courtyards will be open to you in the future.
However, how much you can get depends on your own abilities and whether you are strong enough or not.
So you remember, entering the other house, your practice has just begun, because all the resources in the other house need matching strength to get "
Turning his head, he said to those applicants who did not get the assessment quota: "Although you were not selected, you did not come in vain. Many people should have obtained a lot of things in the assessment map, which is not considered empty-handed. Return.
Moreover, the other house has set aside a way for you, and you may choose to stay, but you shall not be too happy either.
"You can practice in other academies, but what you enjoy is not disciple-level treatment. You can receive some meager resources every month and do a lot of work. To put it bluntly, that is miscellaneous work!"
The crowd heard earlier that they could stay, but heard behind, like a deflated ball, and gave up completely.
They are all lords who come with clothes, reach out with rice, and open their mouths, and let them do chores, what is the difference between that and killing them?
However, some people have left their face behind and decided to be a real strong person, because here they see a wider space and are no longer willing to be a second ancestor. They want to be a strong person, even if they start from the handyman. It's not a pity.
However, there are very few such people, and only a dozen or so people out of more than 10,000 remain, and the rest, all led to other places, should be sent directly out of other homes.
So after the originally mighty crowd at the scene left, there were only more than 700 people left on the spot. Tu Fang waved his hand and a dozen elders slapped his hands on the stone pillar. Everyone suddenly felt light and disappeared.