The assessment has officially begun!

Huang Yao seemed to be fine, as if he had never spoken before, and began to preside over the assessment of junior class students. The three of them were not far away from the air, and each brought a text to express his ambition.

Wang Peiyuan organized the senior class assessment, and Liu Hong organized the intermediate class assessment.

Liu Hong also seemed to have forgotten what he said just now and said, "The three articles that express their ambitions contain different divine texts and directions. They are generally a series, mainly creating some illusions and pressures."

"Today's assessment, I hope no one will find it unfair. If so, I can raise it now!"

No one said anything.

"If no one questioned it, the assessment will officially begin!"

"Candidates enter the venue and wait within the designated range!"

The students walked into those circles one after another, and the three examiners stood in the center of their respective squares, and a book appeared in their hands.

Civilized aspirations!

The devastation of powerful people in the Shanhai Realm has not been passed on forever or formed a secret realm, but it can be passed down as a civilized ambition.

"The assessment begins!"

With Liu Hong's whisper, the three articles of Mingzhi burst into light, forming a cover that enveloped all the students.

...

No illusion!

There is only pressure, invisible pressure, like a fragment chamber.

When Su Yu was shrouded in light, he thought that like last time, there would be a phantom of monsters, but it turned out not.

Only an invisible pressure was eroding him!

"Go ahead!"

"The way you go means how strong you are!"

Liu Hong's voice came vaguely in his ears.

Su Yu had long been used to this kind of pressure, and at the beginning it was not as stressful as the fragment room.

Before cultivating one's nature, Su Yu could persist for more than 40 minutes, which shows how much progress he has made during this period.

Su Yu began to walk forward!

The pace is firm and uneven.

The pressure...not enough!

At this moment, he vaguely understood that the monthly exam was actually an opportunity to give some students the opportunity to temper their willpower.

This is an environment similar to a fragment room!

Some students cannot afford to practice such a secret realm. The monthly exam is once a month. In fact, it is to help students strengthen their willpower. The longer they persist, the better the effect.

"There are no monsters to kill, just a little pressure, I feel that it's not as good as last time..."

Su Yu complained in his heart, "Who is it hard to get this little pressure?"

Step forward and relax.

...

At this moment, thousands of freshmen from the Theological Academy of Arts moved forward one after another.

One minute, two minutes...

Gradually, some students in the junior class could not hold on.

Someone started to quit!

Some people were thrown out directly.

Exit means poor grades.

They are mainly from the junior class, and very few are from the intermediate class. Some of them quit and their faces are full of frustration.

There is no one in the senior class!

Under the pressure of civilized ambition, the students cannot see each other and communicate, but they cannot stop some people.

Advanced class.

Several old geniuses who were in the box started chatting again.

“How far is it appropriate for us to go?”

"We are the one who stayed there back then. It's a pity. I don't know which divine text I can leave behind when I die..."

"I also want to keep a divine text, turn it into a secret realm, and pass it on to the world forever!"

A few of them said one by one, and soon, they talked about Huang Yao.

"What's going on in Huang Yao?"

"Some people's counterattacks will give some pressure to the academic institution and some pressure to the Daxia mansion. No matter how much they fight, they will be thrown into the battlefield of the heavens."

"That's right. If you throw it over there, you'll be good!" An old man laughed and said, "It doesn't matter if you fight here. When you arrive at the battlefield of the heavens, hehe, those old people will teach them how to be human!"

Even he wants to talk about old things, which shows how old he is.

Speaking of those people, someone shuddered and said, "Those old guys are not humans. Didn't I say a few more words when I went there for the first time? I threw me alone in the Ice Purgatory. What a thousand demons came to kill me..."

As he said that, the man's voice changed a little, "I was almost swallowed by those demons. In the end, the guy who insisted on arguing with me went to save me... I couldn't save it and I died. He was the second one... I still remember it now!"

"You are quite lucky!" Another old man sighed: "The old guy over there is so cruel. When we were in a sect with the Divine Pill Sect, we lost a guy from the Divine Pill Sect and entered our team. In one sentence, he died and the whole team was beheaded! In order to protect that guy... Fuck, we almost finished the whole team!"

The few people smiled bitterly and couldn't help but recall the past.

In the battlefields of the heavens, the internal struggle between humans is very mild.

It can even be said that there is no!

As for the reason...everyone who has experienced it knows.

Who are you not with?

OK!

You two don’t know how to get along, right? You two go on a mission together, one will die, and the other will die!

Are you a genius?

Don't dare to kill you?

Dreaming!

What kind of genius will an invincible strong man care about? Killing you is like killing a chicken!

Are you two factions in harmony?

It’s easy to deal with, and we’ll do a mission together. Which faction dies more and the fewer dies. The faction comes back alive and kills the vacancies!

How many fewer you die than others, how many you come back, how many you kill!

Extremely iron-blooded!

A group of old guys don’t care whether others hate each other or whether they scold others. You have to be more obedient and want to fight, but hold it in yourself!

The battlefield of the heavens is a battlefield, a battlefield of all worlds, and it is extremely dangerous. How can you have time to fight intra-fighting?

The old guys don’t have time to care whether you fight or not, and they won’t comfort you. If you can endure, you will endure, and if you can’t endure, you will die. It’s that simple.

The parents present had never suffered such a loss in the past?

Don’t suffer any losses, don’t remember!

As the few people spoke, gradually, more and more people stopped.

More and more people retreated!

It is difficult to walk 10 meters without cultivating one's nature.

In the intermediate class, a large number of students have also begun to be eliminated.

In the advanced class, no one stops.

"Xia Chan has walked 14 meters, very fast."

"Wan Mingze is not bad, he looks like a similar person. I think he is still trying to stay."

"This boy from the Zheng family is OK. I thought he was like his grandfather, a reckless man. I didn't expect that he would also walk 12 meters, which has little to do with the physical realm..."

Several old men continued to speak, looking like a bystander.

As we were chatting, someone suddenly shouted: "You guys, don't move anymore, throw them all out!"

A voice came faintly!

Several people cursed secretly, Huang Yao is very brave, don’t we know how far we should go?

Forget it, don't bother with him.
To be continued...