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The top of the Demon Soul Peak is a square with a radius of twenty miles. It has always been a place where disciples in the peak gather to hold various assessments and activities.

Now, there are rings here, each ring is more than fifty feet long and wide. A small test for sect disciples will be held on this ring later.

Jiang Chen thought he had come early, but he didn't expect that many people came earlier than him.

Now there are crowds of people in the square, and most of the thousands of disciples on the peak have come.

This is also the most lively time in the three years of Demon Soul Peak. Almost all people of all sizes on the peak will come.

The Demon Soul Ancestor of the Peak Lord will preside over the exam and make the final judgment. Disciples in the Foundation Establishment Period will serve as referees in the arena competition, while monks who have become external disciples will maintain order on the sidelines.

Almost all the registered disciples have come. Disciples who have reached the middle stage of Qi Refining will naturally take the small exam, strive to enter the top ten and become external disciples.

Those registered disciples who only have the first to third levels of Qi Refining Period also want to watch other people's competitions. Learn about combat experience from it and lay the foundation for their future tests.

Jiang Chen squeezed from the crowd to the lottery table for the small exam. The person responsible for issuing the bamboo stick for the examination number was a Foundation Establishment disciple. After checking his identity and waist card, he sent him a bamboo stick.

Jiang Chen looked at it and the bamboo stick was written with the number 137 in black ink.

"Jiang Chen, this time, there are 320 disciples in the peak who signed up for the sect exam. The first phase adopts the elimination system to determine the top 20 first. In the first round of the knockout round, your opponent is a disciple who also draws No. 137, but the words on his bamboo stick are written in white ink. You will go to the No. 137 ring to compete in the competition!" The disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage introduced him.

"This... Master, isn't it a lottery draw?" Jiang Chen said strangely.

"Oh, I originally planned to draw lots, but considering that drawing lots may cause two disciples from the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage to meet in the first round, resulting in being eliminated. So after reporting to the Master of Ming Peak, the deacon hall will adopt the method of drawing signs. The deacon hall will arrange the number signs based on the registration reference disciple's cultivation level to avoid those disciples with strong strength and high cultivation meetings as soon as they come, so as to ensure the fairness of the small exam... What? Do you have any objection?" The disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage widened his eyes and asked with an unkind look.

"Uh... I just asked casually. Thank you for your advice!" Jiang Chen bowed and bowed, and left the lottery table with a bamboo stick.

He thought to himself that he would be much more troublesome to make it to the top ten successfully.

Because I was promoted to the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, I was afraid that I would be at the bottom of these 320 disciples. That means that I may encounter strong men at the fifth or even sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage in the first round.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Deacon Hall, I must be a type of person who is studying with the prince. In this way, the opponents assigned to me are probably the "seed players" with strong strength in their minds.

"Hmph! I want you to know! I am not the one who can adapt to the atmosphere of the ring and accumulate combat experience!" Jiang Chen clenched his fists and thought to himself.

Not long after, all the disciples who were referring to it were arrived.

At this time, an old man with a tall figure with a white beard but bald head stood on the platform in the square, and then said loudly: "Dear disciples who are taking the sect exam, I am your uncle Sima Xin. Today is the three-year sect exam day for our Tianmo Sect. Before the sect exam begins, I will first ask the master of our Demon Soul Peak, our beloved Demon Soul Ancestor to say a few words to you!"

Jiang Chen thought to himself, Sima Xin's tone was exactly the same as the original teaching director in high school. Every time he served as the presiding director and asked the principal to speak, there was also such similar clichés.

As soon as Sima Xin finished speaking, a black fog suddenly surged. Although it was broad daylight, gusts of cold wind blew, making the disciples in the venue hardly open their eyes.

After a while, the black fog dissipated, and a middle-aged man in a red robe suddenly appeared on the platform, with a gloomy face and two rat whiskers. He seemed to be not as old as Sima Xin, who was in charge of the exam last year.

However, Jiang Chen knew that the age of the cultivator could not be judged by his appearance. Although the middle-aged man looked younger than Sima Xin, the oppression he felt from him was much greater than that of Sima Xin. The Demon Soul Ancestor naturally had a terrifying aura just by just standing there.

As soon as Jiang Chen's eyes fell on the Demon Soul Ancestor, he felt a cold smell coming. He hurriedly retracted his gaze and lowered his head with a respectful expression.

He also vaguely knew that this Demon Soul Ancestor was a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill, and he was very capable. He was afraid that he would not even need to move his fingers. He could only have a look of his eyes to make him die without a complete corpse.

Jiang Chen was also a little nervous about this irresistible sense of danger and did not dare to show any disrespect for him.

The Demon Soul Ancestor seemed to be very satisfied with the fear of his disciples, so his face calmed down a little, showing a smile that was even worse than crying, and said in a gloomy voice: "Today is the day of my Tianmo Sect's three-year test. All my Demon Soul Peak disciples should unite and improve, practice diligently, work hard for the rise of the sect, and win glory for my Demon Soul Peak..."

He said a big call in a long and long way, but no one dared to show a look of impatientness.

When they were almost finished speaking, the disciples present heard the content they were interested in. The Demon Soul Ancestor said: "... Although there are fewer places to be promoted to external disciples in this small exam, the value is very high. All disciples who can enter the top ten will be rewarded to varying degrees. Six to ten will be rewarded with five hundred spirit stones. The fifth place will be rewarded with eight hundred spirit stones, and the fourth place will be rewarded with one thousand spirit stones..."

"Wow!" Hearing this, golden light appeared in the eyes of the reference disciples in the audience. These spirit stones were a huge sum of money for them.

When the Demon Soul Ancestor saw the reaction of his disciples, he seemed to be very satisfied with their surprise performance. Then he threw out a bombshell: "As for the third place, he will be rewarded with a ghost flame sword; the runner-up will be rewarded with a ghost robes..."

When he said this, there was already a scream of exclamation from the field. The Ghost Flame Sword is a very good initial magic weapon, with its own ghost fire attack, and its attack power is comparable to some poor intermediate magic weapons.

The Ghost Spirit Coat is an undefeated mid-level defensive magic weapon. The market price is about 2,000 spirit stones, and it can be used until the foundation building.

At this moment, everyone is looking forward to seeing what the award of the Demon Soul Ancestor announces.

At this time, the Demon Soul Ancestor said in that gloomy and cold voice: "The champion of this small exam will be rewarded with a cave! You can open a cave and be with the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage! Of course, the ancestor, I am ugly saying: If the disciples who are given to the cave cannot successfully build the foundation within ten years, they will be taken back to the cave!"

"Oh my God! Can you go to the spiritual mountain peaks where the Foundation Establishment disciples stay to open your own cave? I heard it right! The spiritual energy there is so many times thicker than where we live!"

"Yes! You should practice there for one day as your current residence for five days!"

"It's worthy of being the champion's reward, it's really generous!"

Jiang Chen was also a little excited. The rewards for the top three were really generous, especially the reward for the first place, which made him even more jealous. Because after owning his own cave, he could open up his own spiritual fields and plant some spiritual herbs, and at the same time, he would be safer in spell cultivation and protection.

Because the sect clearly stipulates that disciples’ caves are not allowed to enter at will, even if they are teachers. This is very beneficial for you to use the Demon Order to restore items frequently.

Seeing that the disciples were all moved, the Demon Soul Ancestor stopped when he saw that it was better, walked off the platform, and sat in the seat of the judge in the judge's seat.

Sima Xin continued: "In this small exam, there were 320 registered disciples who met the conditions to participate in the assessment, competing for ten outer disciples. The combination of knockout matches and rankings was adopted. During the small exam, free spirit wine was also prepared for everyone to drink. Everyone can fight with confidence..."

Speaking of this, his tone turned stern and said, "But you have to remember clearly: I don't care what kind of hatred or friendship you have in the past, when it comes to the competition, I will be serious: If the other party shouts the word "sacrifice", you must stop! Otherwise, those who cause the opponent to die or seriously injured will be punished according to the sect rules of the sect. If the opponent has a good relationship with the other party on weekdays, he will show mercy, causing the competition to be delayed, and the winner will not be decided for a long time, you will be sentenced to losses together and will not enter the next round! Do you understand?"

"I understand!" The disciples replied in unison. They knew that the punishment for intentional killing fellow disciples was extremely serious. They had to extract their souls on the spot, make a soul lamp, and burn it to death little by little with ghost fire.

Therefore, even these famous disciples of Demon Soul Peak who have regarded ghosts as common objects dare not try to challenge the authority of the sect at all.

However, Liu Yang, who was standing by watching the game, smiled coldly. These high-sounding words could only coax new disciples. If such a thing really happened, they would be handled as appropriate in the end. After all, the boundary between being unable to stop and intentional injury was difficult to determine. By then, the referees had the final say.

At this time, Sima Xinfang waved his hand with satisfaction and said, "Okay! Now the three-year minor exam for Demon Soul Peak has officially begun! I hope you all have achieved good results in the minor exam!"

After saying that, he pointed to the 160 rings in the distance and said in a deep voice: "The disciples who participated in the assessment are now on the ring where you sign numbers. The first round of knockouts will soon start! If you don't have the game within a stick of incense, you will be sentenced to lose! Please go to the competition venue at a speed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples rushed to the densely arranged rings in the distance, looking at the numbers of each ring, looking for the rings they competed for.
Chapter completed!