One Hundred and Eleventh Sword

After the solemn ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, ancestors, and spirits, everyone entered the main halls in sequence, and first took a literary test, that is, interpreted Taoist classics.

Since going up the mountain, Zhou Xing has never missed a morning class, and he is extra careful when he recites the scriptures. He already has a certain theoretical foundation, and after reading for a long time, his understanding of the classics has become more and more profound. Moreover, Taoist Faxian also gave him a small stove and taught him the scriptures for ten days on the Tianzhu Peak, so this level, Zhou Xing felt very relaxed. The topic was three sentences, and he wrote thousands of words eloquently. , not a word changed, not a word wrong, is the first batch of papers.

Two hours later, the literary test was over, and everyone immediately went to the big square where boxing was held every day for the martial test. The big square has already been divided into several small squares in advance, and each small square has a low-level elder presiding over the competition.

Zhou Xing looked around and found that there were more than 20 people in a group with him. The first place in each group will be rewarded by the sect, and the last one will be punished and even kicked out of the mountain gate, so no one dares to take this big test lightly.

After a short wait, the contest officially began. The elder who presided over the contest read out two names, and the two walked to the arena, clasped their fists in salute, and then fought with each other. Those new disciples who have been in the mountain for less than a year are not allowed to use weapons.

The competition is limited to one stick of incense. If there is no clear winner or loser when the time expires, the presiding elders will make a judgment. Another duty of the elders is to supervise the warriors and prevent the occurrence of killing people.

The two new disciples seemed to know each other, but neither of them was polite, and they went all out as soon as they came up. You punched me and I kicked them indistinguishably. In the end, the winner was decided within less than a cup of tea. The winner stands on the left, full of ambition, while the loser stands on the right, dejected, unwilling and at the same time also a little scared.

As soon as the first group ended, the elder read out two more names, one of which was Zhou Xing, and the other was Xiao Suo.

"Oh, Junior Brother Zhou, what a coincidence, haha!" Xiao Suo smiled playfully.

Zhou Xing didn't speak, but just hummed.

"Junior Brother Zhou, it's no wonder that you are not in a good mood. I heard that you have only practiced to the fifth stage. I guess you must not have taken a medicinal bath. Senior brother is not talented, and he has already practiced to the seventh stage of Xuanyuan Qi. If you admit defeat now, why don't you give up?" Can be spared the pain of flesh and blood."

Zhou Xing just sneered, thinking how much strength he should use in his mind.

"Come on, Zhou Xing!" At this moment, Lin Menger who was watching suddenly shouted.

After the shout, Xiao Suo's gaze immediately became vicious, he didn't say much, and after the elder announced the start of the contest, he immediately rushed forward,

The right fist wrapped in white air directly hit Zhou Xing's heart.

Zhou Xing suspected that Lin Meng'er did it on purpose, but there was no evidence. He didn't have time to think about it, and immediately dodged. The movement seemed slow but fast, and he dodged behind Xiao Suo, and then he slammed down on him with his palm. At the back of the neck, Xiao Suo straightened his body, rolled his eyes, and fell down on the competition stage with a bang.

Win with one move! Everyone was stunned, including the presiding elder.

"Zhou...Zhou Xingsheng..." The elder announced the result.

Zhou Xing smiled slightly, stood to the left, and then saw a person standing on a tree branch not far away, it was Die Wu, who saw the whole process of the competition just now, smiled and gestured a "V" to him , This is what Zhou Xing taught her when she was bored. Die Wu likes this gesture very much and uses it whenever she has something to do.

Zhou Xing was very happy, and quietly responded with a "V", and then watched the other disciples' competition attentively, while the loser Xiao Suo lost consciousness and was directly carried down for medical treatment.

After two sticks of incense, the first round of competition was over, and the second round of competition began immediately. The method was changed. It was no longer a random roll call, but divided into a winner group and a loser group, and the winner group started first.

Soon, Zhou Xing easily won two more games, and finally he, Yang Wang and Mu Jian were left. But at this time, Yang Wang chose to abstain, the reason being that both Zhou Xing and Mu Jian had completed foundation building, but he hadn't, so he was not an opponent.

As soon as this remark came out, those who had already seen it nodded slightly, and those who hadn't seen it were taken aback, Zhou Xing touched his nose, he didn't expect that he would be exposed by keeping his hands down.

"As for you, you might as well abstain. To be honest, I completed the foundation building two months ago. Although you have already built the foundation, you have only practiced Taoism for half a year. Your foundation is far less profound than mine, and you cannot be my opponent." Mu Jian smiled contemptuously and said to Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing sent him an international gesture.

Mu Jian was stunned for a moment. Although he couldn't understand it, he always felt that this gesture was full of malice, so he sneered and said, "You asked for it yourself! Don't blame me for broken arms and legs!"

Zhou Xing said helplessly: "The villain just talks too much."

The days before and after the foundation building of monks can be described as different, and they are not the same. After the foundation building, the Xuanyuan Qi that can be accommodated in the dantian has greatly increased in both quality and quantity, while the volume has become smaller and more solid, and its power has increased. increase several times.

However, the Xuanyuan Qi in Zhou Xing's body was purple. After a secret comparison, he found that the power of the purple Qi was far superior to that of the white Qi. It's just that the purple qi is really different, and it is easy to be coveted by others, which will cause disasters, so he deliberately practiced the method of only using luck in the body, so that the Xuanyuan qi can only be released outside the body. Although the power has weakened, it is safer to do so.

The reason why Mu Jian dared to boast about Haikou was because he was indeed very talented. Through cultivation, he had mastered the art of transformation, which could transform the mysterious energy outside his body into various shapes and become a powerful means of attack.

After the elder announced the start of the competition, Mu Jian immediately made a gesture with both hands, and quickly made a series of movements, and then a ball of white air appeared in his hand, which turned into a long sword in the blink of an eye, and the long sword was suspended on his left side .

This move opened everyone's eyes, many clapped their hands and applauded, and even the elder nodded slightly, but Die Wu on the tree frowned, her fists were clenched white, and she became worried for Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing had been through the battlefield for a long time, he saw the opportunity very quickly, immediately formed the Taishan seal, and then attacked from close quarters, pushing the palm of the mountain to catch Wuying's leg, making Mu Jian flustered and backed up again and again.

When Die Wu saw it, she immediately stretched her brows, and clapped her two hands together vigorously. After a few strokes, it became red, and she shouted for support.

Mu Jian was not a vegetarian either. After the initial panic, he immediately backed up and rushed towards him, urging his Qi sword to thrust out.

Zhou Xing shouted loudly, without dodging or dodging, he circulated all the Xuanyuan Qi to his right hand, and then punched out. Before the fist hit Mu Jian's chest, the Qi sword had already pierced his shoulder, and a bloody arrow flew out immediately. But under the protection of Taishan Seal, it would be difficult for the Qi Sword to go deep into the sky.

Mu Jian was thrown backwards by Zhou Xing's forceful punch, he vomited blood in mid-air, and fell unconscious immediately after falling to the ground.

"New disciple group, Zhou Xingsheng!" The presiding elder announced loudly.

Half a day later, Fa Xian personally handed over to Zhou Xing the award for the first place in the group, which was a long sword called the Sword of Exorcising Evil.

"Go down the mountain, the sky is big and the earth is big, walk around. The mountain is too comfortable, without experience, without enough sharpening, it is impossible for ordinary iron to become a sword." Fa Xianyu said earnestly.