"Maybe, some people will feel that I say that, the lower Wu Zun is too worthless. Well, let me add that only one of you is really qualified to be my emperor's son-in-law. The others have only two ways to die, or go away with their tails in the next test! "

"Well, I won't say much about it."

He yanked out the huge sword behind him and smashed it on the ground.

Boom!

The whole other courtyard seemed to jump fiercely. The huge sword, like a stone tablet falling from the sky, fell deep into the ground. Countless bright golden streamers flowed on it. Finally, it gradually faded away and became as ordinary as before.

"This is a martial arts sword tablet to test the strength of martial arts. It is specially used to test the strength of martial arts. Under the martial arts respect, the strength of the great master Jiupin can also bear it. Now, come up one by one and attack the stele with your greatest strength! " The emperor ordered.

Wang Xu glanced around. He was standing in the middle of the crowd. Zhang Feixiong, the young master of Zhang family, was standing in the front. When he saw the sword tablet, he was impatient.

Obviously, Jianbei has tested his strength many times. He thinks this kind of test is unnecessary.

Taking his eyes back, Wang Xu looks at the wudaojian stele. At this time, someone has been queuing up to test it, so he goes to the queue.

Wang Xu also wanted to know what kind of state and power he had in common martial arts.

There are only 20 or 30 people in total. Wang Xu is in the middle. The cultivation of the first ten people is not very good. It turns out that Zhang Feixiong has the strongest strength.

The other side is only the cultivation of sipingjing, but the traces of strength left on the stele are as strong as the great master of liupingjing.

"There are a lot of things hidden, no wonder this guy is so arrogant..." Wang Xu chuckled.

At this time, it was his turn. He didn't gather his strength like those people in front of him. He just bowed slightly, then stepped forward suddenly. His fist broke through the air and smashed on the Wudao sword stele.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the movement caused by this fist was no worse than that of the previous emperor's soul.

The whole Wudao sword stele is not big, but its real weight is extremely terrible. With Wang Xu's full force, it just slipped back four or five meters and stopped.

Next second.

Weng!

The bright golden light comes out from the stele of Wudao sword, and then a beautiful female voice comes out from the stele.

"Strength, the primary level of eight grades!"

Wow.

In an instant, the whole crowd exploded.

"The first stage of eight grades?"

"You're kidding. This guy has the power of eight grades with one punch at random?"

"Shit! He must have used some secret method

"Damn, there's such a strong competitor?"

“……”

The emperor's soul was deeply staring at the ground. The four or five meters long path left by the Wudao sword tablet was half a meter deep, and his face could not help but be moved.

How heavy is this stele? He carried it on his back. No one knows it better than him. With the strength of his great master of jiupinjing, he had to wear family armor to walk easily.

But now, was Wang Xu hit so far?

As for, what's the secret?

No kidding!

At the moment when Wang Xu just waved his fist, he didn't feel any fluctuation of the power of heaven and earth, so it can't be a martial arts secret.

This fist is purely Wang Xu's own strength, without any help from the outside world!

The emperor's soul was deeply shocked, but on the surface, he looked at Wang Xu blandly, stopped the people's astonished discussion, and said lightly:

"The Wudao sword tablet tests the actual combat strength, not the accomplishments. In our imperial family, the husband is divided into three grades.

Under the master level, it is the lowest, six to seven, medium, eight and nine the highest.

Only the highest level will have the chance to participate in the final life and death test. The only winner will be Jiang Yue's husband.

Now, Wang Xu is the first one of the highest, the first eight grades

Wang Xu stood in the same place, his face was very calm, but he could clearly feel the shock around him.

In particular, Zhang Feixiong's arrogant eyes turned into a shock, and no one was more shocked than him.

The boy didn't expect that a man in the lower world who he disdained to pay attention to before had higher power than him.

Eight products

First stage?

At this moment, Zhang Feixiong fiercely bit his lips, his eyes were red.

He thought of his meeting with Wang Xu at the beginning, his words of "being a servant" to Wang Xu, and his warning and threat to Wang Xu last night

But now, he only feels that he is a naked clown!

One, in front of the real strong, constantly jump, constantly show their ignorance of the mouse!

There was a moment of silence.

"Ha ha, it's just a primary level of eight grades. Haven't you even seen such strength? It's just the cultivation of the great master, not the martial arts master... "

But soon, a tall young man strode out, expressionless, eyes constantly turning on Wang Xu and Zhang Feixiong.

"Here, you two can barely get into my eyes, the others are all rubbish!"

With a sneer on his face, the tall young man looked down at Zhang Feixiong and Wang Xu, then strode to the wudaojian monument.

Take a deep breath, his body countless red, like magma general red light flow, converged on his fist, and then suddenly blow out.

Boom!

It's far more amazing than the loud noise made by Wang Xu before. Although the whole Wudao sword stele didn't slide out, there was a red fist seal on it, as if the sword stele had been melted.

The cold female voice came from the stele of wudaojian.

"Strength, nine grades medium level!"

The tall young man took back his fist and glanced around. His speed was not fast. His eyes swept over everyone's face. He seemed to be satisfied with the shock on everyone's face.

The emperor's soul looked at the young man and asked the crowd without expression: "now, is there anyone who is confident that his strength is above the six grades? If there are any, I'll stand up and I don't want to waste any more time. "

There was a sudden silence.

In a row out of the eight grades of Wang Xu, another nine grades of tall young people, who still have the confidence to stand out?

The emperor's soul has made it clear that there will be a test of life and death in the future. There is not enough strength. In the past, there was no other possibility except death.

Therefore, even if there are people who have the power above the six grades, many people also shrink back.

It's better to give up now than to have a life and death accident later.

"Since there is no one else, that's all for today. In addition to the top three, Zhao cangxiao, Zhang Feixiong and Wang Xu. "