"Why should I retreat? This time the Wuzong Pavilion is selected to all the ordinary disciples of Qingyun Sect, including me, Qin Ming!" Qin Ming stood on the high platform and confronted the beautiful and cold female elder in front of him. But what he insisted was the cold eyes of the female elder, and the sneering voices from the audience.

"Don't embarrass yourself, step back." The female elder scolded coldly for the third time.

"I, Qin Ming, accept the first round of assessment! Elder Chu Hua, please?" Qin Ming did not care about everyone's eyes, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I don't know what's wrong!" The female elder snorted coldly, raising his hand and the majestic martial arts aura enveloped Qin Ming, as if a huge rock of 100 kilograms fell from the sky and hit Qin Ming heavily.

Qin Ming groaned, resisted tenaciously, and stood in the center of the high platform without moving. He glanced at the incense platform not far away. As long as he could hold on to half a stick of incense, he would pass the first round of assessment and then participate in the next challenge and compete for thirty places to enter Wuzong Pavilion.

The female elder exerted expressionlessly, and the aura released was layered, and after a moment, it increased to 300 kilograms of gravity.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth and resisted tenaciously, but still remained motionless.

At this moment, the sneer from the audience gradually turned into surprise, and he actually resisted it?

The female elder looked at Qin Ming indifferently, and the aura he released became stronger and stronger, as if huge rocks were falling on Qin Ming continuously.

Three hundred kilograms, four hundred kilograms, five hundred kilograms, six hundred kilograms...

Qin Ming stood firmly, carrying it stubbornly, staring at the elder in front of him, but when the pressure of eight hundred pounds covered his whole body, his body began to tremble, his eyes began to turn red, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"What is fate? This is your fate." The female elder looked contemptuous and prepared to end the farce.

However……

"It's not your turn to make a move." A bright red air flow vibrated from Qin Ming's body, blew up the dust and sand under his feet. His legs were trembling and his body was trembling. With the impact of the air flow, an arc suddenly burst out all over his body.

"Spiritual power is revealed?" The audience was in an uproar, and countless young men and women covered their mouths in surprise.

"The spiritual power is revealed, and the spirit is tempered into martial arts. Did he actually break through the spirit tempered realm?"

"Thunder? His spiritual power can actually condense into thunder?"

"Good boy, he's amazingly talented!"

The elite disciples in the distance were moved, their eyes were astonished, which was incredible! But looking at Qin Ming who was stubbornly insisting in front of him, he still shook his head with regret. Why is this? You know very well that you cannot pass this test, and you should not be humiliating him. This is your life, your life.

The young and young girls in the audience shook their heads secretly. Today's test is to run for ordinary disciples of the sect to enter the Wuzong Pavilion. There is a treasure land of Qingyun Sect, which displays a large number of martial arts. Usually it is only open to elite disciples, but it will be opened to ordinary disciples every six months. It is a rare opportunity for them, and thousands of people are rushing to enter.

Such a precious opportunity, everyone wants to fight for it, how can it be given to you a sinner's son?

Even though you are excellent! You are better than most people!

But so what? You are the son of a sinner. You are here to suffer, not to experience.

The female elder looked at Qin Ming with regret in his eyes, but more of it was cold: "I asked you the last time, would you give up?"

"Impossible! I can pass the test if I can persist half a stick of incense! After passing the test, I can enter the second stage." Qin Ming stubbornly carried the heavy pressure she released, and the thorny arc ran around his body. He glanced at the incense platform in the middle of the ring. It was almost time.

However……

The female elder's right hand was raised suddenly tightly, and a clearly visible wave of air emerged from his body, and the majestic pressure was like a hill slamming on Qin Ming.

"Puff!" Qin Ming's teeth barked blood and lay heavily on the ground, his face flushed, and his body was churning.

“Not passed!”

The female elder condescends and declares Qin Ming’s fate.

"You..." Qin Ming lay on the ground, gasping violently.

According to the test rules, the elder who serves as the examiner needs to release his aura to suppress the challenger. Generally, she can use about 20% of her aura, which is enough to check the challenger's potential and perseverance. The challenger only needs to persist in more than half of the incense stick and perform well and pass, but just a moment, she absolutely releases 70% or 80% of the aura.

Are you a strong man in the Earth Martial Realm bullying the Spirit Martial Realm?

Martial arts and Taoism practice are divided into Lingwu Realm, Xuanwu Realm, Earth Martial Realm, Shengwu Realm, Tianwu Realm, Huangwu Realm, Xianwu Realm, etc. Before entering the Lingwu Realm, you need to go through a long spiritual tempering. Only by completing the spiritual tempering can you officially condense your spiritual body and enter the Lingwu Realm.

Each realm has a world of difference and a gap that is difficult to cross. For those of them who are under fifteen years old, it is the limit to be able to stick to half a stick of incense in front of 20% of the aura of the local martial arts powerhouse, but the female elder actually attacked forcibly, which clearly did not give Qin Ming any chance.

"Admit your fate. You shouldn't snatch things that shouldn't belong to you, and you shouldn't come even more. If you don't pass the first round, you won't have a chance to challenge the second round. Go down and go back to your warehouse and be your servant." The female elder turned around and wanted to walk away.

The audience suddenly exclaimed, and Qin Mingteng suddenly rose up, and his right fist clenched tightly at the female elder: "Second round! Take the fist!"

What was astonishing was that all the arcs in his body gathered on his fist and shone with strong light. This was definitely not something that the new spiritual martial arts realm could do.

Humph! The female elder suddenly turned around, passed by Qin Ming, and strode his palm and hit Qin Ming's abdomen.

Qin Ming squirted blood and flew backwards, landing directly under the platform, and then stopped after thrusting three or five times.

"Is it the second level of spiritual martial arts?" Many people judged that Qin Ming's strength, and being able to condense spiritual power to this level is definitely not something that the first level of spiritual power can do. This kid is indeed a genius, and he actually reached this level by exploring himself. At this moment, they even thought that if Qin Ming was not the son of a sinner, if he could be seriously trained by Qingyun Sect, how strong would he be? Unfortunately, he gave birth to the wrong womb.

Qin Ming struggled to stand up, spitting blood again, shaking, and the pain in his abdomen was burning like a slight fire.

The crowd around him scattered, and no one came forward to support him. A few perverse teenagers looked at Qin Ming with exaggerated expressions.

"Oh, the young master of Qin Ming just performed a dog-eating shit for us? Come on, everyone applauded, this performance was very good."

"Look, you are so powerful that you dare to attack the elders."

"Make you crazy! Make you proud! deserve it!"

"Aren't you very proud? Are you very awesome? Why can't you stand steadily now? Do you want me to support you?"

"You are here to be hostages, be obediently atone for your father and mother, and for your 200,000 people in the ancient Thunder City."

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Qin Ming suddenly looked up and his red eyes swept at them.

The disciples trembled in their hearts and immediately shut up, even their eyes drifting to the side. They usually fight with Qin Ming a lot, and most of the time they are beaten to have a blue nose and a shadow in their hearts.

The female elder walked down from the test bench and faced with Qin Ming. Her cold voice was like her cold face: "Go back to the warehouse and be your servant honestly. Qingyun Sect cannot cultivate you, so you should not take any tests in the future."

Qin Ming took a short while, patted the dust on his body, and grinned, very free and easy, but his mouth full of blood was scary: "One day, I will win the position I deserve in Qingyun Sect, and it will not be lower than you. Let's take a look."

The woman patted Qin Ming on the shoulder: "If you are really smart, you should recognize the reality and redeem your parents' sins in full swing."

Qin Ming shook her hand away and strode away. His mouth was full of blood, and the crowd made way aside and did not dare to block the way. But after a few steps, several noble boys and girls walked towards him.

The leader is a handsome but arrogant young man. His name is Zhao Lie. He has a very high status in the ordinary disciple group. He is also a personal disciple appointed by the female elder just now. It is not because he is so outstanding, but because he has a sister who is already the confidant disciple of the female elder.

This year's Wuzong Pavilion election happens to be the examiner, so Zhao Lie will definitely pass the test and enter Wuzong Pavilion.

"Isn't this our young city lord of Qin Ming? Are you here to take the test too?"

Zhao Lie stood in front of Qin Ming and looked at him with concern, but his eyes were full of mockery. He had been beaten by Qin Ming many times before, but from today on, the fate of the two men will finally change. I want to enter the Wuzong Pavilion, accept the powerful inheritance of martial arts, and become the elder's personal disciple. The future is limitless. What about you? Keep staying in your warehouse and be your servant.

Qin Ming was too lazy to take care of him, so he walked forward.

Zhao Lie reached out to stop him: "Young Lord Qin Ming, you are in a bad mood? Why am I so in such a good mood..."

Qin Ming suddenly turned his head, raised his hand and was about to swing his fist, his mouth full of blood was particularly ferocious.

Zhao Lie's expression changed slightly, and he took two steps back in panic in front of everyone.

But Qin Ming raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered contemptuously: "Person in person? Don't be scared to pee your pants, get out of the way."

When the female elder saw this scene, her brow frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Lie's performance.

Of course, Zhao Lie noticed her expression, his face flushed, and he almost chased after her for a fight, but was quietly pulled by the people around him. The test was important, and thousands of people were watching, so he would deal with Qin Ming in the future.

Zhao Lie looked at Qin Ming's back as he left, feeling annoyed. Now was the critical moment when he was anxious to show himself, and he was actually wiped out. Humph, Qin Ming, I'll deal with you later.

Qin Ming left the test site and walked towards the Qingyun Sect's warehouse.

People came and went along the way, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect were talking and laughing, relaxed and lively. They were used to seeing him staggering with blood and staggering steps. Some people ignored him, some sympathized with him, and some shook their heads. Some people mocked him from afar and obediently became your servant. This is what you sinner should do. You have to make trouble every now and then. It is a miracle that your personality can survive until now.
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