Wang Hui was unwilling to cause trouble here, and when he heard the examiner say something, he stopped quarreling. Although Murong Tuo was arrogant, he did not dare to be arrogant in front of the monk. Although he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, he still suppressed his anger and stood aside without saying a word.

Seeing that the two stopped arguing, the examiner did not pursue the matter. For him, it was the most important thing to end the assessment safely. The dispute between the two warriors was really difficult to make him interested.

"Let's go ahead and conduct the assessment." The examiner said lightly to the examiner who was responsible for chanting the list next to him.

The man nodded and pronounced another name.

Because Murong Tuo and Duanmu Ling won extremely easily before, it gave people the illusion that these prisoners were really weak. Even if they could not kill in seconds as easily as the previous two, it would not be too difficult to kill.

And the third warrior who went up had this idea. His strength was only the seventh level of divine power stage, and his opponent was naturally only a prisoner in the seventh level of divine power stage.

I planned to fight bravely, but the warrior found that he was very wrong as soon as he stood on the performance stage. The prisoner's terrifying murderous aura filled the entire performance stage, and his eyes covered with bloodshot were filled with murderous intent.

He couldn't help but tremble. Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly saw the prisoner rushing over. The next moment he was stepped onto the ground with one foot, and his arm was trampled to pieces. The pain made him unable to help shouting "Help!"

The examiner waved his hand contemptuously, and the prisoner was knocked away, and the poor warrior was pulled out of the performance stage.

"If you fail to kill, send him to heal. If the injury is healed, let him go home." The examiner looked at the broken armed warrior indifferently and made a remark.

"What a useless guy, I can't even beat the prisoners in the seventh level of divine power!" A warrior wearing hard armor spat and cursed disdainfully.

But the examiner soon called his name, but unfortunately his performance was not much better than the warrior before. As soon as he got up, he was beaten to the ground. If the examiner had not rescued him, he would have died on the spot.

One accident was called an accident, and two accidents were unusual. All the warriors gradually realized that it was not that these prisoners were too weak, but that Murong Tuo and Duanmu Ling were too strong.

"You have seen all the situation. Even if I have time to rescue you, it is difficult to ensure that you are intact. So if a warrior without confidence can withdraw on his own and wait until he will try again in the future." The examiner said lightly, glanced at the warriors off the field.

There is never a shortage of timid warriors. As soon as the examiner said this, a large number of warriors immediately chose to withdraw. It is indeed beautiful to become an immortal and gain enlightenment, but if you even give up your life, it will be meaningless. Even if you don’t die, you will be disabled for a lifetime.

Not to mention that a good family background is, even an ordinary martial artist from a family background does not want to ruin his future because of such adventures. This is reality.

"Boy, aren't you going to give up?" Murong Tuo said to Wang Hui as if he was provocative.

Wang Hui was too lazy to pay attention to him at all. Not to mention being a prisoner of the same level, he would not take it seriously even a warrior of the eighth level magical power level who was one level higher than him. With his current strength, it would be too easy to win such a battle.

Seeing that Wang Hui ignored him, Murong Tuo was a little embarrassed, but because of the previous words of the examiner, he did not dare to get angry, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger into his stomach.

"Very good. The rest are warriors who are very confident in themselves, so let's continue." The examiner looked at the scene and found that there were quite a few people left, which made him a little happy. After all, there are many disciples that are also a sign of the rise and fall of a sect. If the Shangqing Sect is strong, he will naturally get more benefits.

"Next, Wang Hui!" The examiner finally read Wang Hui's name.

Xue Bingyi, Duanmuling and Murong Tuo all looked at Wang Hui, and his eyes were filled with a look of wishing that he would die.

Wang Hui smiled self-deprecatingly. Who was he provoking whom he was. He just wanted to practice hard, but inexplicably offended one person after another. Is he really so easy to bully?

"Hmph, since the world is so unfair and fate is so unkind, then I, Wang Hui, don't need to act according to people's expressions. No matter how you do it, you will be troubled. Instead of being a small person who everyone dares to bully, it is better to simply block the Buddha's block the Buddha's name, block the gods' death, and take a domineering path of no return! If you can't kill me, I will kill you!"

Because of what happened during this period, Wang Hui's mentality gradually changed. In the past, he had the mentality of not offending others but not offending others, and was a person with the mentality of calming things down, but troubles still followed one after another, and he almost died at the hands of Ruan Jun.

But now, he doesn't want to continue to be so passive. Even if he only has a moment of heroism, he wants to live like a man.

Standing on the performance stage, Wang Hui took a deep breath and made all preparations, but his opponent had not come out yet. I don’t know why.

"Ah—!" Suddenly, a scream rang out, "Isn't that the youngest of the Five Ghosts of the Demon Refining Island?"

That's right, the opponent that appeared in front of Wang Hui was not a warrior in the seventh level of divine power stage, but a warrior in the ninth level of martial arts stage, the youngest of the five ghosts in the demon island - the violent ghost Niu Jin!

"Examination! What's going on?" Wang Hui's expression changed drastically and he turned around and asked.

But Niu Jin didn't give him time to talk at all. After breaking away from the monk's control, he rushed over crazily.

In a corner of the martial arts hall, Ruan Jun looked at Wang Hui on the stage insidiously and sneered: "Boy, I think what else can you do this time? Either quit or die!"

Obviously, the appearance of this violent ghost Niu Jin is naturally related to him. Anyway, it is just an assessment of the outer disciples. With his means and connections, it is too easy to do this.

Facing a powerful opponent, Wang Hui did not dare to neglect at all. Judging from the examiner's meaning, he was too lazy to answer the questions he asked, so the only thing he could do now was to kill the guy in front of him. Any questions were redundant, only combat and only killing.

"That's right! The Buddha blocks the Buddha, and the god blocks the gods! You want me to withdraw and let me die, but I just don't do it!" Wang Hui gritted his teeth and took the lightning to the extreme. His figure rushed around on the stage, on the one hand to avoid the attack of the violent ghost bull gold, but on the other hand to observe this guy's weakness.

Wang Hui had giant power pills, agility pills and speed pills on his body, and of course there were also blood skeletons that had been completely refined by him and transformed into magical powers. But he really didn't want to use these things unless they had to. This is his secret, and it would be of no benefit to expose them too early.

Fortunately, his body has long been a magic weapon body, and even if he fights head-on with the violent ghost Niu Jin who is two levels stronger than him, he will not suffer any loss. As long as he seizes the opportunity, the possibility of winning this battle is still very high.

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