(The new week is here, please help vote, Madman wants to be on the new book list! Please, the quality of the results is related to the Madman¡¯s livelihood and mood. The better the results, the more motivated he is to code, and the plot will be more and more exciting!) ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª Woo! Woohoo! Woohoo! The long and loud horn sound kept sounding, passing over the steep mountains, waking up Tang Xuan who was practicing on the cliff. "Canglong's horn, the sect's summoning order, the entrance examination is about to begin!" Tang Xuan, who has been in the Yunxiao sect for nearly five years, should not be too familiar with all this. He has experienced it four times before, and each time is different for him. It's all a shameful memory. "This time, it won't happen again!" Tang Xuan murmured, his clear eyes penetrated the surging sea of ??clouds in front of him, and suddenly a strong wind surged up. I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, the sea of ??clouds was churning and changing, There seemed to be a huge white dragon soaring upward, just like Tang Xuan's state of mind at this moment. The silhouette moves, like an illusory shadow. Tang Xuan soon arrived at the wooden pavilion group at the foot of the mountain. A large number of registered disciples swarmed out. Except for a few of the eight thousand registered disciples on Tianyun Peak, almost all of them showed up. Everyone gathered at the Martial Arts Square, and Tang Xuan was no exception, following the flow of people to the square. Noisy and noisy, seven or eight thousand people crowded in the square. Some people had excitement on their faces, some had worries on their faces, and some simply had no expression on their faces. People who knew each other gathered together to discuss intensely. There are also lonely people hiding aside and watching indifferently. Tang Xuan waited in the square with a calm face, neither deliberately staying away from the crowd nor mixing with others. The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop. Even if Tang Xuan didn't deliberately keep a high profile, he was still one of the focuses of attention in the entire square. Regardless of the thought-provoking rumors between him and Huang Yan, or Tang Xuan's defeat of Zhao Feng in the martial arts arena, it was enough to make him His reputation is no less than that of Fengyun disciples on Tianyun Peak, and there are endless whispers about him. Ten high platforms of five meters by five meters were built in front of the Martial Arts Square. In the center of each high platform stands a black stone pillar about two meters high. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Dozens of figures soared into the air and landed on the high platform. There is one person standing on each high platform, all wearing black sect deacon robes, and their aura is thick and intimidating. The deacons of the Yunxiao Sect are all warriors in the sect who have reached the age of forty but have not been able to break through to the Yuan Fei Realm. However, at their age, even if they have not broken through to the Yuan Fei Realm, they are all strong at the seventh level of the Spiritual Vein Realm or above. This is not comparable to the group of slightly immature registered disciples in the audience. "Quiet!" On the high platform in the middle, a middle-aged man with a cold face shouted. There was a buzzing sound as if a big drum was beating in the ears, and everyone fell silent with a stern expression. The whole place could hear the drop of a pin. Leng Yi, the middle-aged man, glanced over it, nodded slightly, and then said: "Everyone, what are you doing again?" It¡¯s time for the annual entrance exam. I am Mo Ye, the examiner in charge of the primary exam for Tianyun Peak. Now, let me explain the rules for this primary exam. As you can see, here are ten The high platforms are numbered one to ten in order. Later, each registered disciple will receive a number plate. The high platform with the last number will go to the high platform for testing. Each high platform has a test spiritual pillar. You need to use your true energy with your bare hands. Hit the spiritual pillar with all your strength. Only those who light up with white light and last for more than three breaths can pass the test. "This is almost an unbeatable preliminary event every year. Except for a few disciples who have been in the industry for less than a year, most people are very good at it. Clear, without the slightest doubt. In the past four years, Tang Xuan was selected from the primary candidates for each annual assessment. In other words, he has participated in this assessment four times, and never once was he able to make the test spirit pillar shine for more than three breaths. No, it should be said that he could not even last one breath. Deacon Mo Ye finished speaking crisply and asked all the registered disciples to receive their number plates. The number plate box was next to the square. The registered disciples rushed forward to take a number plate. Tang Xuan also got one at random. When he opened it, he saw the number 4303, which meant that his assessment position was on the third high platform. There were 430 assessment members ahead of him. "Let's start!" Seeing that everyone had received their number plates, Deacon Mo Ye ordered. "Me first, me first, I'm number one!" "I'm number three!" "I'm number five! Get out of the way, don't block my way!" In the dense crowd, there were ten teenagers holding number plates. They ran up to the corresponding high platforms respectively. On the high platform, ten young men faced the test of the spiritual pillar. They all calmed down their luck, shouted loudly, and used their strongest martial arts to face the spiritual pillar.??Boom away. boom! boom! boom! Continuous collision sounds were heard, and the spiritual pillars emitted a faint white light, some more obvious, and some almost invisible. Those almost invisible white lights disappeared on the spiritual pillars in an instant, in exchange for a test of the young man. Face depressed. The strongest one was a square-faced boy on stage 4. The white light that appeared on the spiritual pillar was the most eye-catching. The white light trembled twice before disappearing. The invigilator shook his head and said calmly: "One and a half breaths, eliminated." " Damn it!" The square-faced boy shook his fist vigorously and walked down the platform dejectedly. All ten people in the first round of assessment were eliminated. Soon, the ten registered disciples for the second round of assessment came on stage. "Two and a half breaths, eliminated!" "Two and a half breaths, eliminated!" "Half breaths, eliminated!" Another round of total destruction. The third round, complete annihilation, one round after another, caused the registered disciples in the square to become commotion. "What's going on? The primary election is so scary." Some registered disciples who participated in the assessment for the first time were very nervous. Only about one-tenth of the disciples looked calm and seemed to have the confidence to succeed. "Three and a half breaths, pass!" Wow! There was a commotion next to stage 6, and someone finally broke the deadlock. In the fifth round, a strong young man holding number 56 hit the spiritual pillar with one punch. The white light lasted for three and a half breaths, and he won the first place in the preliminary round. . "I passed! I passed! Haha!" The sturdy young man laughed proudly. After reporting his name to the invigilator, he excitedly walked off the stage and came to the back of the high platform, inside the square marked by the red line, where the pass was The place where the primary disciples stand. It seemed that this sturdy young man had made a good start. In the following rounds, all registered disciples passed the test. The one with the best score lasted four breaths of white light. "Look, Xu Shuqing is about to come." "He is one of the geniuses on our Tianyun Peak. He has reached the third level of the spiritual vein realm just two years after he started." A gentle-looking young man walked out of the crowd and set foot on the seventh level. Number station. Without much movement, the gentle young man slapped his palm on the test pillar, bang! The spiritual pillar trembled, and the spiritual patterns on it shone with extremely dazzling white light. After a long time, the light gradually faded away. A rare smile appeared on the cold face of the invigilator. He nodded to the gentle boy and said loudly: "Seven breaths, pass!" Everyone was in an uproar, including the registered disciples who had just passed the preliminary election. The smiles on their faces were frozen. It was stagnant, seven breaths. When they were complacent that they had passed the test, Xu Shuqing shot out seven breaths with one palm without seeming to exert any effort, far surpassing them. Is this the difference between genius disciples and ordinary disciples?