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"Why should I retire? The selection of Wu Zongge is open to all ordinary disciples of Qingyun Zong, including my Qin Command of course!" Qin Ming stood on a high platform facing off against the beautiful and cool female elder. But his insistence is the female elders indifferent eyes, the audience sparse hissing. "Don't embarrass yourself. Stand down." The elder woman called coldly for the third time. "I, Qin life, accept the first round of examination! Elder Chuhua, please?" Qin Ming did not care about all the people's eyes, neither humble nor pushy. 'I don't know! Female elder cold hum, raising the hand between the majestic martial arts aura shrouded Qin life, as if a hundred catties of stone from the sky, heavy bang on the Qin life. Qin life frowsty hum, tenacious resist, motionless stand in the center of the platform. He glanced at the incense station not far away, as long as they can adhere to the half column incense time, even through the first round of assessment, and then participate in the next challenge, the election into the Wuzong Pavilion of thirty places. Female LONG OLD FACE EXPRESSIONLESS HAIR FORCE, THE GAS FIELD THAT RELEASES LAYER UPON LAYER SUPERPOSITION, ROSE AFTER A MOMENT 300 JINS GRAVITY. Qin Ming clenched his teeth, stubbornly resisted, still motionless. At this moment, the audience's hissing gradually became surprised, he unexpectedly resist? The female elder looked at Qin Ming coldly, and the aura released became stronger and stronger, as if blocks of boulders were continuously falling on Qin Ming. Three hundred jins? Four hundred jins? Five hundred jins? Six hundred jins... Qin Ming stood firmly on his shoulders, stubborn, staring at the elder in front of him. But when the weight of 800 jin covered his whole body, his body began to tremble, his eyes began to turn red, and the corners of his mouth oozed red blood. "What is life? This is your destiny." The elder woman looked scornful, ready to end the farce. However... "It is not for you to tell me what to do." A bright red air burst out of Qin Ming's body, blowing dust and sand at his feet. His legs were shaking, and his body was also shaking, along with the air. An electric arc suddenly ran through the body. "Psychic manifestation?" The audience is in an uproar, countless boys and girls surprised I shut up. "Psychic MANIFESTATION, QUENched SPIRIT into arms, he broke through QUENched SPIRIT realm?" "Ray? His psychic powers can coagulate into thunder?" "What a talent, my boy!" The elite students in the distance have moved, eyes shocked, too incredible! Can look at the front partial strong insist Qin life, still regretfully shake his head. Why bother? You know you're not gonna pass this test, and you shouldn't have to humiliate yourself. It's your life. Your life. Under the stage of the boys and girls secretly shake their heads, today's test is for the whole zong ordinary disciples to run into the Wuzongge quota. It is the treasure place of Qingyun Zong, where a large number of martial arts are displayed. Usually it is only open to elite students, but every six months it is opened to ordinary students. It is a rare opportunity for them, and thousands of people are competing to enter it.How could you be the son of a sinner, given a precious opportunity that everyone wants? As good as you are! You're better than most people! But what can you do? You are the son of sinners. You came to suffer, not to be trained. The female elder looked at Qin Ming with regret in her eyes, but more coldly: "I will ask you for the last time, do you give up?" "Impossible! I can pass the test if I can hold on to half a stick of incense! If I pass the test, I will be able to enter the second stage." Qin Ming stubbornly carried the heavy pressure she released, piercing electric arcs running around his body. He glanced at the incense platform in the middle of the ring, it's almost time, it's almost time. However...... The right hand raised by the female elder suddenly clenched tightly, and a clearly visible air wave burst through the body, and the majestic pressure was like a hill slamming on Qin Ming. "Pfft!" With blood gushing out of his teeth, he fell heavily on the ground, his face flushed red, and the blood in his body was churning. "Fail !" The female elder commanding, announced the fate of Qin. "You..." Qin ordered to lie on the ground, severe breathing. According to the test rules, as the examiner of the elders need to release the aura to suppress the challenger, generally with her aura can be about two percent, enough to check the challenger's potential and perseverance, the challenger only need to adhere to the half column incense and excellent performance even if passed, but just a moment, she absolutely released seven eighty percent of the aura. You are a strong man, bullying a Lingwu? Martial art is divided into Lingwu, Xuanwu, ground wu, holy wu, heaven wu, Huang Wu, immortal wu, etc., before Jin into Lingwu needs to experience a long quenching, as long as the completion of quenching, can formally condenses the spirit body, Jin into Lingwu. Every realm is so different that it is hard to cross the gap. For these children under 15 years old, it was the limit to stick to the half column incense in front of the two percent of the power field of the land. However, the female elder unexpectedly forced the attack, making it clear that he would not give Qin any chance. "Accept YOUR fate, should not belong to your things should not rob, should not come to the place you should not come. If you don't pass the first round, you won't have a chance in the second. Go down, go back to your storehouse, and be your servant." The elder woman turned to walk away. The WHOLE COURT SUDDENLY RANG OUT IN ASTONISHMENT, QIN Ming TENG BODY BURST UP, DEATH DEATH CLENCHED THE RIGHT FIST BOOM TO THE FEMALE ELDER: "THE SECOND ROUND! Catch the fist!" Let a person astonish is, the arc of his whole body actually all converged to the fist, bloom bright light, this is not the new Jin Lingwu realm can do. Hum! The female elder suddenly turned around and brushed with Qin Ming, and explored the palm to blast in Qin Ming abdomen. Qin Ming spewed blood and flew upside down, and fell directly under the high platform, bang bang tossed three or five times before stopping. "Could it be Lingwu Second Layer?" Many people have judged Qin Ming's strength, and being able to condense spiritual power to this level is definitely not something that First Layer can do. This kid is indeed a genius, and he has reached this level with his own exploration. At this moment, they are even thinking, if Qin Ming is not the son of a sinner, if he can be seriously cultivated by Qingyunzong, how strong will he be? Unfortunately, the wrong mother was born. Qin Ming struggled to stand up, spit out fresh blood again, crumbling, the burning pain in his abdominal cavity, as if a fire was burning. The crowd scattered around, no one helped forward, fell down Several perverse teenagers looked at Qin Ming with exaggerated expressions. "Oops, Young Master Qin Ming just performed a dog eating s**t for us? Come and come, everyone applauds, this performance is in place." "Look at how powerful you are, and dare to attack the elders." "Make you crazy! Make you proud! You deserve it!" "Aren't you very arrogant? Aren't you very arrogant? Why can't you stand still now? Do you want me to help you?" "Why are you here to be a hostage, obediently atone for your father and mother, and atone for the 200,000 people in the ancient city of Thunder." Qin Ming raised his head suddenly, his red eyes swept towards them. Those few disciples shivered in their hearts, and immediately shut up, and even looked to the side. They usually fight with Qin Ming a lot, and most of the time they are beaten with blue noses and bruised faces, and there are shadows in their hearts. The female elder stepped down from the test bench and faced Qin Ming face to face, her icy voice was like her icy face: "Go back to the warehouse and be your servant honestly. It is impossible for Qingyunzong to train you, and you will not come to participate in the future. any test." Qin Ming slowed down for a while, patted the dust on his body, and even grinned, very free and easy, but his mouth full of blood was very scary: "One day, I will win my rightful position in Qingyunzong, no better than you. Low, let's see." The woman patted Qin Ming's shoulder: "If you are really smart, you should recognize the reality and do your part to atone for your parents' sins." Qin Ming shook off her hand and strode away. The appearance of his mouth full of blood is very scary, and the crowd moved away one after another, not daring to block the way, but before taking a few steps, a few extravagant boys and girls walked towards him. The leader was a handsome but arrogant young man. His name was Zhao Lie. He had a high status in the group of ordinary disciples. He was also the direct disciple appointed by the female elder just now. Not because of how good he is, but because he has a sister who is already the confidant and lover of the female elder. This year's Wuzong Pavilion election just happened to have this female elder as the examiner, so Zhao Lie would definitely pass the test and enter the Wuzong Pavilion. "Isn't this our Young Master Qin Ming? Are you here to take the test too?" Standing in front of Qin Ming, Zhao Lie looked at him with pretense of concern, but his eyes were full of ridicule. I have been beaten by Qin Ming many times before, but from today, the fate of the two of them will finally change. I will enter the Wuzong Pavilion, accept the strong inheritance of martial arts, and will become the elder’s direct disciple. what about you? Continue to nest in your warehouse as your servant. Qin Ming was too lazy to take care of it and walked forward. Zhao Lie reached out his hand to stop him: "Young Master Qin Ming, are you in a bad mood? Why am I in such a good mood..." Qin Ming suddenly turned his head, raised his hand and was about to slap his fist, his mouth full of blood looking particularly hideous. Zhao Lie's complexion changed slightly, and he took two steps back in panic in front of everyone's eyes. But Qin Ming's raised hand just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered contemptuously: "Personal disciple? Don't scare your pants, get out of the way." Seeing this scene, the female elder frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Lie's performance. Of course, Zhao Lie noticed her expression, his face flushed, and he almost chased after him to fight, but he was quietly pulled by the people around him. Zhao Lie looked at Qin Ming's back, and felt annoyed in his heart. Now was the critical time when he was in a hurry to express himself, and he was swept away. Hmph, Qin Ming, I'll take care of you later. Qin Ming left the testing ground and walked towards the warehouse of Qingyunzong. Along the way, people came and went, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect were chatting and laughing, relaxed and lively. Seeing his mouth full of blood and staggering, he was used to it. Some people ignored him, some sympathized, and some shook their heads. There are still people who mock from a distance and be your servant obediently. This is what you, a sinner, should do. If you have to make troubles every now and then, it is a miracle that your character can survive until now. I don't know how your father named you, Qin Ming? Oh, this is life!