Chapter 85: Li Yun Dao Soldiers

Jiang Ding opened his eyes again. What he saw was all white, with no distinction between heaven and earth.

Only a few big characters.

【32:27 left until the exam】

He wasn't in a hurry, carefully checking his whole body.

Basically, no abnormalities could be seen. It was exactly the same as his reality, even small details like a small spot on his hand or a hair being shorter were no different. His clothes were the same, and the Talisman Sword in his robes was successfully brought in.

Walking around, there was no difference from reality, it was just too monotonous around.

Jiang Ding simply closed his eyes to rest, continuing to nourish the tiny meridians of the Du Meridian with Internal Power. Here, he could also clearly perceive the situation of all parts of his body, and cultivation would also have effects.

【10:00 left until the exam, please enter the examination room.】

Before Jiang Ding had time to think about how to enter the examination room, the world spun in an instant, countless sceneries changed, and his head was so painful he wanted to vomit blood.

Vaguely, he saw a picture of an island.

Hua Bing had introduced that this was simulating the transmission of a long-distance teleportation array. In the future, when going to serve in the army outside the realm, there would be such a process.

"Damn! My head hurts!"

"Ugh!"

A large number of people landed. Many students who had not yet advanced to the Internal Qi realm vomited directly, and even the vomit looked very real, with a rich smell.

Jiang Ding's body also staggered, gripping the Talisman Sword in his sleeve tightly, quickly stabilizing the surging blood and Internal Power in his body, and then quickly scanned the surrounding environment.

There were many people—over ninety from the senior year of No. 1 Middle School, and over three hundred and seventy from the senior year of No. 7 Middle School.

Hua Bing, Gong Gong Sun Ling, and others had over forty Qi-Refining cultivators. As for No. 7 Middle School, there were only twenty-something Qi-Refining cultivators in the twelve classes, not even two per class on average, and their cultivation was also worse, mostly at the 2nd or 3rd level of Qi-Refining.

However, as Hua Bing said, one person's aura was exceptionally powerful—a tall and sturdy youth with a firm face.

Li Tie, 8th level of Qi-Refining!

Dual-spirit root!

If only talking about cultivation talent, the top scholar in Rongcheng this year should be him.

Qi Condensation cultivators recover very quickly. Waves of spiritual sense scanned the surroundings, giving Jiang Ding, whose Minor Breath-Concealing Technique was at Great Accomplishment, goosebumps; he felt an inexplicable sensation.

Suddenly, Jiang Ding's expression changed slightly, and he looked in a direction he didn't know why he had ignored.

Cultivators!

One hundred Qi-Refining cultivators lined up in neat rows, all wearing gray Daoist robes with blue wave patterns embroidered on the left chest. Almost everyone was at the mid-to-late Qi-Refining stage, and ten had reached the late Qi-Refining stage.

Jiang Ding's heart felt a warning, and he gripped the Talisman Sword.

For some reason, although they were also Qi-Refining cultivators, he could see at a glance that these cultivators were completely different from the Immortal Sect cultivators—perhaps it was their temperament, or perhaps it was the look of ants when their eyes swept over them, these mortals.

"Canghai Minor Realm, Li Yun Sect inner sect trial cultivators, pay respects to the Immortal Sect envoys!"

Ten late Qi-Refining cultivators, including four at the 8th level and six at the 7th level, led the hundred cultivators to bow respectfully to the many Immortal Sect candidates.

Many students were startled and took a few steps back, unable to figure it out.

This drew some contemptuous glances, which quickly converged.

Ding!

The familiar Array Spirit mechanical sound.

"After the cold weapon subject exam is over, the practical combat assessment will begin."

"Practical combat assessment requires selecting the second realm of the Immortal Sect's Twelve Minor Realms—Canghai Minor Realm Li Yun Sect inner sect trial cultivators to participate. No. 1 Middle School and No. 7 Middle School each have five teams of cultivators. They need to get the other party's consent, but the Dao soldiers must join any side's camp!"

"Do not tell them that the Tai Xu Illusion will not kill people. Violators will get a zero score in the practical combat exam and will be expelled from the examination room before the words are spoken!"

"After the exam, you need to score the Li Yun Sect disciples on obedience, combat ability, collaboration ability, and many other aspects."

Hua Bing and others had seen the world. After a short discussion, they joined forces with Gong Gong Sun Ling of Class 2 and Ding Qi of Class 3 to form a temporary command post.

The former was at the 7th level of Qi-Refining, and the latter two were still at the 6th level, so Hua Bing was the main officer.

On the other side, Li Tie of No. 7 Middle School naturally became the main officer with his 8th level Qi-Refining cultivation, followed by two 5th level Qi-Refining cultivators, and hurried over here.

Not familiar. After the two sides greeted each other, Li Tie handled the connection.

No way, his cultivation was high.

"Greetings to the fellow Daoists of the Li Yun Sect."

Li Tie said in a gentle tone. Born in a Foundation Establishment family, he was not an ordinary person in many aspects of knowledge, and he was at ease in this kind of scene.

"We still have to have a fight, fellow Daoists, why not wait for a moment?"

"Respect the orders of the Immortal Sect envoys!"

The ten Li Yun Sect late Qi-Refining cultivators showed a trace of joy and said respectfully.

Concerned about their own lives, they naturally had to observe more, so that they could make a decision.

During the negotiation, the students of No. 7 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School separated and gathered in a group, looking at the people on the opposite side with vigilance.

Without needing the perception of the Major Accomplishment Minor Breath-Holding Technique, Jiang Ding very easily felt a heavy hostility and quickly found the source.

A boy with a dark face and a wide forehead was looking at them with a sneer, making a beheading gesture, which led to a burst of laughter from a group of Internal Qi realm friends around him.

Jiang Jinxian!

Jiang Ding was expressionless, continuing to observe these martial artists, and was also shocked in his heart.

So many Internal Qi realm people!

The senior year of No. 1 Middle School has three classes, counting those who have broken through in these few months, there are only twenty or so Internal Qi realm people, averaging about seven per class.

No. 7 Middle School,

Over a hundred Internal Qi realm martial artists, five times the number!

Among them, the top-tier ones are Jiang Jinxian and others who are surrounded by people, Internal Qi Great Heavenly Cycle, one small realm higher than him, and have already walked most of the route of tempering and nourishing 108,000 meridians, with boundless Internal Power.

In addition, compared to the Internal Qi realm martial artists in Class 1 with gentle temperament, their aggressiveness and invasiveness are stronger.

Due to the faculty strength and school tradition, many teenagers with martial arts talent in Rongcheng like to apply for No. 7 Middle School, so the strong get stronger. Among martial artists of the same level, few in No. 1 Middle School can beat those in No. 7 Middle School.

"Hiss~"

Li Junhao took a deep breath after seeing the opposite side: "One against five, God, I can't beat even one!"

"It's one against twelve, their Body Forging realm classmates are also many."

Jiang Ding joked.

Li Junhao's face was even more bitter.

"The cold weapon exam is about to begin, please prepare."

The sky blurred, projecting a world of yellow sand, high sky and wide earth, with dozens of meters high tornadoes attacking from time to time.

"Random terrain—Wind Howling Desert."

"Please candidate Li Junhao take the stage, please candidate Zhou Chong take the stage."

The first broadcast turned Li Junhao's face green, and a white light of transmission enveloped his body, slowly disappearing, and the same was true for No. 7 Middle School.

The figures of the two appeared in the Howling Desert in the sky, separated by more than ten meters.

Zhou Chong of No. 7 Middle School, who was using a thick long-handled axe, didn't even look at Li Junhao when he appeared, and ran toward the distance, trying to escape.

"Haha!"

He couldn't help but be happy, dragging the long-handled axe, striding forward, and soon came behind him, slashing down with the axe cleanly.

"Wait! We can chat..."

Li Junhao rolled on the ground with a small short sword, barely dodging the long-handled axe, but saw a gust of wind attacking from the left, his waist felt extremely painful, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness. ===== CHAPTER 86 =====