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The disciples that participated in the test appeared one after another, only the latter half of them were destined to not have the qualifications to participate in the second round.

However, there was nothing to be dispirited about. Since the first round was so slow, there was even less hope for the second round. After all, only the top ten would receive a reward.

The success rate of this time's exam was still above 99%. Unfortunately, those who died or were severely injured wanted to get through.

Nearly a thousand people participated in the exam, leaving behind half, there were more than four hundred people. Zi Chen was one of the more than four hundred, making him look extremely inconspicuous, while Miao Kong, who was beside him, appeared even more inconspicuous.

The two inconspicuous figures showed up an eye-catching Lin Xue.

"Good, very good."

In the plaza, there was also a platform. The First Elder stood at the middle of the platform and looked at the hundreds of people below him with a satisfied smile on his face.

The other Elders stood to the side, each of them with a chair behind them. If the Grand Elder didn't sit, they would stand as well.

"You have already passed the first round of examination. From now on, you are Spirit Martial Sect's disciples and enjoy the treatment of being internal portal disciples."

As the Grand Elder's voice faded, the crowd burst into cheers.

The treatment for internal portal s was much better than that for outer sect disciples. Just receiving one zhenqi Pill a year was enough to make outer sect disciples envious. Other than that, he could also earn Contribution Points s to exchange for zhenqi Pills.

If a internal portal disciple was to be swapped for a Contribution Points, they would at least be able to exchange for ten zhenqi Pills. But if the Zi Chen of back then were to exchange for one, he would only be able to exchange for five at most.

This was because Zi Chen was looking for the internal portal's disciple to privately exchange for it.

After the cheers, it was time for the highlight of the competition. The top ten ranks in the competition would be richly rewarded. In addition, another spot to enter the core would also be created from these ten ranks.

Everyone who had the right to participate were all rubbing their fists and wiping their palms, their fighting spirit soaring.

"Next up, it is also the time to witness your strength in a battle. We old fellows will carry out a fair and just battle to assess your potential and from then on, choose the one with the most potential among you all …"

The Great Clan Elder spoke from above, and below him were a group of fanatical internal portal disciples.

In the distance, a group of elders were counting the names on the list, preparing to arrange the matches.

The grouping took place for an hour, while the Great Clan Elder passionately spoke for an hour from the high platform, causing the blood of everyone below to boil.

"Alright, now that the competition has started, we can hear the name of the contestant shouting loudly before stepping out." After these words were said, the discussion came to an end. He sat down, and the other elders by his side also sat down.

"Ke Xue!" Someone beside him shouted out a name.

"Here!" Ke Xue was startled, then shouted loudly, he did not expect that the first name of the first round would be him.

"Wu Ling."

"Here!"

Another disciple dressed in green walked out.

"Ke Xue against Wu Ling."

"Wang Meng against Yi Hongsheng."

"Wu Sheng against King Huayu."

"Miao Kong against Liu Zheng Dou."

"Profound Opening Battle with Lin Xue."

"Zi Chen against Guan Yun."

As each name was announced, one by one, the fights continued, only the first round was relatively unexciting. Many outer sect disciples watched with relish, but the internal portal disciples lost their interest.

Their gazes were only directed at the few people present.

That was the first Wang Meng to arrive here, and the second Wu Sheng as well.

"Wang Xiong, that brat is your Younger brother, right? Not bad, with his strength at the sixth level of zhenqi, he has a good chance of reaching first place." A white robe disciple said to Wang Xiong.

"Of course." Wang Xiong was obviously very confident.

"Sure, once your Younger brother enters the core of the sect, you will get rich too. At that time, don't forget about us martial brothers." Another internal portal disciple said.

"Don't worry." Wang Xiong appeared very proud.

In this batch of disciples, only a few could fight, of which Wang Meng's performance was the most outstanding. If no accidents happened, Wang Meng would be Tie Tie's number one, becoming the core was not a problem.

At this time, some of the internal portal disciples noticed the change and came over to express their good will to Wang Xiong.

"Don't worry, we are all fellow apprentices." Wang Xiong said with a proud smile. In the past, it was all because of Wang Meng that he relied on him, but today, he finally relied on Wang Meng once. He was not jealous, instead, he was very happy.

"Hmph, it's him."

"What's wrong, senior brother?" Wang Xiong's expression turned cold, and naturally attracted the attention of many internal portal disciples. Following Wang Xiong's gaze, they saw Zi Chen.

"Didn't that brat follow Lin Xue? Do you know him? " someone asked.

"There are some contradictions." Wang Xiong said coldly.

"There's no need to worry. As long as he's at the internal portal s, I guarantee that he won't live for more than three days." One of the internal portal disciples said coldly.

"What's his name?"

"Zi Chen."

At this time, Zi Chen had already reached the location of the competition. Standing in front of him was Guan Yun, a rough looking young man.

"With your little body, it's better to surrender early. I don't want to punch you to death." Seeing the emaciated Zi Chen, Guan Yun shouted loudly.

"Cut the crap. Let's fight." Zi Chen said indifferently.

"Haha, then just wait to be sent flying." Guan Yun laughed, with a tap of his feet, Floating Cloud Step appeared. At the same time, he waved a pair of steel-like old fists, and smashed towards Zi Chen.

Zi Chen stepped on the ground and quickly retreated.

There were a lot of battles in the plaza, but only a few of them were eye-catching, and Zi Chen belonged to one of them. Other than Wang Xiong and the rest who were looking over, there was Su Mengyao and Chen Feng who were beside him.

"This little guy is too average, why would he be together with Xue Er? I heard that the last time you came to the outer sect, it was for this brat?" Chen Feng looked at Zi Chen who was hiding and said indifferently.

"You're watching me?" Su Mengyao said in dissatisfaction.

"Junior sister, you are famous in the Spirit Martial Sect, you will attract trouble wherever you go, there is no need for surveillance. Furthermore, the future Spirit Martial Sect is mine, I don't know about anything. " Chen Feng laughed faintly. His smile was like the spring breeze, extremely natural and unrestrained.

"But this brat, is not compatible with Xue Er at all. He is just a pile of cow dung … This kind of person is worse than a toad, how can he be worthy of Xue Er? " Chen Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Don't act recklessly, this is Xue Er's choice. What does it have to do with you?" Although Su Mengyao's voice was calm, her wrinkled eyebrows betrayed her. It was clear that she was also very suspicious of why Lin Xue would look for such an ordinary brat.

Ordinary appearance, ordinary strength.

From the start of the battle to now, Zi Chen had been hiding and hiding, occasionally attacking twice, but he had always been pushed back by Guan Yun.

The first round of battles was nearing its end.

Wang Meng was the first to win, retreating the enemy in one move, Wu Sheng was the second, also retreating the enemy in one move.

The Floating Cloud Step under Miao Kong's feet had already comprehended its true meaning, so after dodging the attack, it took advantage of the opening of the opponent and struck out, obtaining victory.

Then came Lin Xue, who also won.

Waiting until this battle, which was nearing its end, Zi Chen's footsteps hurriedly made a mistake, and then, he punched out.

"Damn it, what kind of luck is this?" Guan Yun scolded, he had always been taking the initiative, but suddenly he lost in one move.

, you better pray you don't meet me, or else I'll beat you into a pig's head. " Ke Xue said softly as he walked past Zi Chen.

"Be careful. If you meet me, I will accidentally beat you to death." Wang Meng also sneered as he walked past Zi Chen.

Although battles were not allowed, accidents still happened. Occasionally, friar would get beaten to death.

"Good luck."

"Zi Chen, you can do it!"

Miao Kong and Lin Xue also walked over.

The first round of battles ended. Of the 400 participants, only half remained. A moment later, another battle began.

It was still the elimination system. One round, victory and defeat would be decided.

"Bang!"

Wang Meng sent the disciple flying with a palm.

Sixth level of the zhenqi, adding on the Second-Rate Combat Technique, he had won completely.

Boom!

Wu Sheng also forced back another person.

In this exam, the two of them were the most eye-catching existences. If nothing unexpected happened, then the first place should appear between the two of them.

But looking at it from the front, there was a high possibility that the first place belonged to Wang Meng. This was because Wang Meng had the strength of the sixth level of zhenqi while Wu Sheng was in the fifth.

Along the way, he appeared to be extremely calm, and his gaze upon Wang Meng, who had a face full of provocation, was also abnormally calm.

Miao Kong used her footwork to easily achieve victory, and Lin Xue was the same. She possessed the Second-Rate Combat Technique, so her attacks were fake, causing no one to be able to differentiate between real and fake.

After a battle, Zi Chen still had a slight advantage.

Now was not the time to reveal his strength.

The third round of battles had begun. This time, there were only a hundred or so people left.

The strong side was still strong, and Zi Chen continued to walk on the lucky path.

"Shh!"

In their opinion, Zi Chen's strength was truly mediocre. Every time he won, it was because the other party was careless, allowing him to grab onto an opportunity.

The hissing from the crowd grew louder. The battle this time was also carried out amidst boos and boos, until only twenty spots remained.

Nightfall. It was already late at night.

"Today's battle will end here. We will continue tomorrow." The Great Clan Elder stood up from his high platform and announced the end of today's battle.

Some outer sect disciples returned dejectedly, as for Zi Chen and the others, who had just passed the examination, from today onwards, they would become internal portal disciples, and they would enjoy the treatment of being internal portal disciples.

"He's not ordinary at all."

Su Mengyao had also left, but she remembered Zi Chen. She could get lucky once, but it was impossible for her to get lucky every single time. She had the strength at the peak of the eighth level of the zhenqi, so her eyesight was extraordinary.

Other than Su Mengyao, many of the internal portal disciples could tell that Zi Chen was not ordinary.

Only the numerous outer court disciples could not see through the door and kept booing.

Though he was not an ordinary person, no one cared about Zi Chen because there were two people today, one was Wang Meng, and the other was Wu Sheng.

Everyone knew that Wang Meng's Younger brother possessed the Second-Rate Combat Technique, so it was understandable. However, Wu Sheng was a stranger, no one knew his background, but he knew the Second-Rate Combat Technique, as long as he knew a second tier footwork.

During the day competition, Zi Chen and the rest's residences had already been arranged.

In the room, there were a few sets of clothes, as well as a white jade order badge. On one side, it said Spirit Martial Sect, and on the other, it said Zi Chen's name.

From then on, Zi Chen was a internal portal disciple.