Chapter 112: Assessment first
Xiao Yi's voice was not high, but it clearly spread to the ears of the martial artist present.
His tone was faint, but nearly three thousand warriors changed their expressions at the same time, and they retreated unconsciously.
Nearly one hundred, and close to three thousand, it seems that there is no chance of winning.
But among the nearly 100 people, there are several innate ninefold, and all of them are in the top 20 in the Beishan list; eightfold tenth innate, sevenfold tenth inborn, dozens of congenital sevenfold, and the weakest innate sixfold.
On the other hand, there are nearly 3,000 warriors with a dominant number, the only two innate nine-fold Zhao Buqun and Gu Changfeng have been seriously injured and have no combat power.
The only people who can get on stage are the ‘leaders’ of the ten large gangs.
For the rest, innate first and second layers accounted for most, and even the weakest, only acquired nine layers.
These nearly three thousand warriors, even with their toes, can think that they will definitely lose in the end.
Of course, they relied on their numbers, and even if they lost in the end, Xiao Yi and others would suffer severe damage.
In general, this will be a lose-lose result.
"Everyone." Xiao Yi stepped forward again.
Nearly three thousand warriors once again took a step back.
Xiao Yi smiled and said, "If you don't want to fight, you will disperse automatically. Xiao must have never happened before."
In fact, the result of losing both ends is not counted as Xiao Yi.
If Xiao Yi were counted, it would only be a one-sided massacre scene.
With Dongxuan's four-fold physical power, he alone could easily kill these thousands of people.
The gap between the Cave Profound Realm and the Xiantian Realm was huge, far from being able to make up for it.
The warriors of this world are omnipotent.
Each of those martial arts powerhouses with extremely high realms has a cultivation base that destroys the world.
A million dead bodies are easy.
In the face of real strength, the number is just a joke.
Although Xiao Yi today doesn't have that advanced realm, it is enough to deal with the warrior in front of him.
Closer to home.
As soon as Xiao Yi's voice fell, within ten seconds, all the martial artists dispersed, returning to the previous melee.
Since they knew that Xiao Yi's treasure could not be robbed, they could only return to the previous battle for the place of the disciple of the Heaven-Splitting Sword faction.
One second before they joined forces to grab Xiao Yi's things, the next second they started fighting with each other.
The world is like this, so is human nature. There are no permanent enemies, no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
Foil and others have also returned to the previous battle of grabbing points.
At the same place, only five people including Xiao Yi were left.
"Have you enough scores?" Xiao Yi asked.
Lin Jin and others nodded and said, "I grabbed one of the'leaders' scores, enough to pass the assessment."
Tie Niu also said, "I have enough, and it doesn't make much sense to grab it."
Qin Feiyang and Liu Yanran also nodded, expressing enough.
The group of five people did not participate in the subsequent battles, and left without any effort.
During the one-month assessment, everyone must return to the Sword School Gate on the last day.
There have long been waiting deacons there, who are responsible for recording the score and giving the ranking at the end.
.....
The Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, outside the mountain gate, ten deacons stood with their hands.
On the side are the five Xiao Yi.
They are the first to come back to record scores.
Xiao Yi smiled faintly, recalling this month, the corners of his mouth raised inexplicably satisfaction.
One month ago, he had just come to this sword school gate, Ziran, lining up to sign up.
One month later, in the same place, he gained four friends and four sincere friendships.
For him, these four friendships, the birth and death this month, are more important than many things.
In his previous life, although he was the killer everyone was afraid of, he had been alone all his life with few friends.
In this life, I have traveled through, but encountered intrigue and conspiracy.
The only thing he was pleased and valued was the few elderly people in the Xiao family who loved him.
Now, these friendships have given him great satisfaction.
He also cherishes these friendships.
I can't say that he is hypocritical, I can only say that this is a state of mind.
At this moment, Lin Jin and others on the side were a little bored and started chatting.
Xiao Yi took out the Feng Yin Sword from the Qiankun bag and said to Liu Yanran, "This is for you."
"Huh?" Liu Yanran was stunned.
Xiao Yi smiled lightly, "Last time, you said that I have the lowest cultivation level, and the Golden Wing Pill is of course mine. Now, it seems that you are the weakest, and the Wind Yin Sword is given to you."
The last Golden Wing Pill, logically, should be given to Liu Yanran. The Feng Yin Sword this time was regarded as paying back her favor.
Liu Yanran's beautiful eyes flickered, but she did not answer, but asked, "This is a precious spiritual weapon, are you willing to give it to me?"
"Just now, you thought I was going to grab your ground-level martial arts, hum."
Liu Yanran looked angry.
Xiao Yi gave a wry smile, women are really stingy creatures.
"I don't have an underground martial skill, if I have one, I will give it to you." Xiao Yi put aside his smile and said seriously.
This is the truth, the ground-level martial arts that other warriors dream of is not a precious thing in his eyes.
His trump cards, whether it is Ziyan or Shura battle body, are far more precious than the ground-level martial arts.
However, Zi Yan needless to say, that is the ability of Bingluan Sword to ‘plunder’ and attach to the fire-controlling beast, which cannot be given, nor can anyone else get it.
The Shura battle body is a practice that is almost impossible for outsiders to practice.
The brutal aura on the blood of the beast's spirit was hard to suppress even the mad blood Xuanjun back then, let alone other people.
Not to mention that other people didn't know the existence of the Asura battle body, and didn't know that the mad blood Xuanjun was extremely powerful because of the Asura battle body.
Even if you know it and cultivate, it is also very dangerous, no less than putting a time bomb in one's body.
Only Xiao Yi, possessing the Bingluan Sword, could inexplicably dissipate the brutal aura, and there was no danger in his cultivation.
"Humph." At this moment, Liu Yanran snorted, pouting, "You can talk."
"This Feng Yin Sword, I don't want it." Liu Yanran revealed joy between her eyebrows, but never asked for the Feng Yin Sword.
"No?" Xiao Yi was stunned.
"Yeah." Liu Yanran said, "If you can, will you give me something else next time?"
"What do you want?" Xiao Yi asked.
Liu Yanran smiled and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. If I see something I like next time, I will ask you for it."
It's not that she doesn't like Feng Yin Sword, but she doesn't want to collect too expensive things. Moreover, in the next assessment, there will be battles. In her opinion, Xiao Yi needs the Wind Yin Sword even more.
Xiao Yi smiled, guessing what she was thinking, and did not reveal it, but nodded and agreed, "Okay."
Xiao Yi thought for a while. After all, the Feng Yin Sword was grabbed from Gu Changfeng's hands. If he finds trouble in the future, it will be bad for Liu Yanran, so he might as well keep it first.
.....
Not long after, someone came back from the forest and went to the deacon's office to record their scores.
Until nightfall, all the warriors in the forest returned.
After the ten deacons completed all the statistics, they began to announce their rankings.
Among the ten deacons, the headed one was the "Yi Lao" who gave Xiao Yi token a month ago.
"First place, Xiao Yi, 2535 points."
As Elder Yi said, he glanced at Xiao Yi unexpectedly.
The other warriors had seen Xiao Yi defeating Gu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun, but there was not much surprise.
Among the crowd, a young man suddenly frowned, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yi.
"Second place, Thunder War, 2530 points."
Elder Yi said, looking at the young man.
Yes, that young man is Thunder Fight.
Xiao Yi also looked at Lei Zhan. In today's melee, Lei Zhan did not appear, and I don't know why.
However, Lei Zhan has always been alone. He scored 2530 points by himself, which is really scary.
You know, Xiao Yi even grabbed the scores of Gu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun today, plus the points he has won over other small teams in the past month, only 2,535 points.
Only 5 points higher than Lei Zhan, with a slight difference, won the first place.
"Third place, Lin Jin, 830 points."
There were originally more than 10,000 warriors who participated in the assessment, that is to say, the total score was more than 10,000 points.
Those large gangs took advantage of their numbers to grab the most, and they all handed them over to the leader.
As a result, Gu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun originally had about one thousand and one hundred points. The other ‘leaders’ each have around 500 points.
Xiao Yi's five people originally had only about 300 points each. After robbing them, their scores naturally soared.
"Fourth place, Tie Niu, 820 points."
"Fifth place, Liu Yanran, 800 points."
"Sixth place, Qin Feiyang, 650 points."
"Seventh place, He Jian, 550 points."
"..."
Yi Lao quickly announced the famous ranking.
At this time, Xiao Yi and Lin Jin looked at Qin Feiyang with doubts.
"What's the matter, your score shouldn't be so low." Xiao Yi asked.
"I remember, your score is 830 like mine." Lin Jin also asked.
The Tie Niu on the side pointed at Qin Feiyang honestly, and said, "During the fight today, I saw him and several women scowling."
Xiao Yi's face was weird, and he said, "You fellow, wouldn't you be giving away points?"
Qin Feiyang curled his lips and said, "I can't refuse the beauty of what she wants."
"This color embryo." Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly.
