On the performance stage, Wang Hui calmly responded to this emergency situation. Although it was too unexpected, he could not give up the opportunity to become a disciple of the Shangqing Sect.

Under the performance stage, the discussion sounded again.

"Although I don't know what's going on, when encountering such an opponent, if Wang Hui wants to survive, he may have to withdraw voluntarily!" Murong Tuo said with a gloating smile, "I was so rude to me just now, but now I've finally been punished, hahaha."

Xue Bingyi also looked gloating. She had guessed that this was Ruan Jun's move, and thought to herself that she was really standing in the right team. If she stood with Xue Bingling, she would probably encounter such a dangerous situation today.

Compared to these two, Duanmu Ling's mentality is a bit subtle. Although she hopes that Wang Hui will suffer a little, she doesn't want Wang Hui to die. After all, only Wang Hui can relieve the poison in her body. If Wang Hui dies, she may have to be buried with her. That is definitely not the result she wants to see.

"Bang!" Suddenly, Wang Hui stopped moving. How could the violent ghost Niu Jin missed such a good opportunity? He directly punched Wang Hui.

Duanmu Ling closed his eyes in shock and said in a slight voice.

Xue Bingyi and Murong Tuo couldn't help cheering. Although they didn't know why Wang Hui stopped suddenly, they believed that as long as they were warriors, even if they were warriors in the tenth level of Martial God Stage, they would never feel good if Niu Jin punched this punch. What's more, Wang Hui was just a warrior in the seventh level of Divine Power Stage, so he would be dead.

However, no one expected that Niu Jin's punch seemed to hit the defensive magic weapon. Not only did he fail to kill Wang Hui, but he also shocked himself and flew out, making him feel uncomfortable all over his body. It was like a person digging a pit suddenly shoveled the iron shovel to the stone. It was really uncomfortable.

"What's going on? How could Wang Hui be so powerful? Is his body made of steel?" Murong Tuo said in surprise.

"Did you practice kung fu like a golden bell cover and an iron cloth shirt?" someone asked in confusion.

"Impossible. Even if he practices the Golden Bell Cover Iron Clothing Shirt, with his current strength, it is impossible for him to withstand Niu Jin's attack." Murong Tuo shook his head and said.

"Does he have defensive magic weapons? There is no other possibility except this! That damn Xue Bingling actually gave Wang Hui such a good magic weapon. Why don't you give it to me? I'm still her sister!" Xue Bingyi was furious at this time, but she forgot how she treated Xue Bingling all the time.

Just as everyone was amazed at Wang Hui's strength, the situation on the field changed again. After Wang Hui defended the violent ghost Niu Jin's attack, he did not stop. Instead, he used lightning to see Niu Jin's weakness. Dozens of steel needles came out at the same time, and they were all nailed to Niu Jin's vital parts.

In order to kill with one blow, Wang Hui not only aimed completely at the key points, but even the steel needle he used was highly poisonous. He did not allow Dali Gui Niu Jin to have any chance to turn the tables.

Niu Jin was hit by Wang Hui's series of attacks, collapsed on the ground and could no longer move. His whole body quickly turned dark green, and a roar of unwillingness came from his throat.

"I actually won. This brat is really lucky!" Murong Tuo clenched his fists and looked at Wang Hui and Niu Jin on the stage with reluctance. "The five ghosts of the Demon Refining Island are just like this. This violent ghost Niu Jin is really a useless waste."

"He is so strong! If I don't have magic weapons, I will definitely not be able to beat him. Even if my strength is two levels higher than him, it seems that the last time he was restrained was not entirely accidental!" Duanmu Ling shook his lips, and the expression on his face was very complicated.

On the stage, Wang Hui breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that this violent ghost bull gold had no magic weapon. If this guy had magic weapon, he would not dare to resist with his body. In that case, he would basically be impossible to win.

"The examiner, haven't the result announced yet?" Wang Hui looked at Niu Jin, who was no longer moving, and then looked at the examiner and asked.

"He is not dead yet!" said the examiner indifferently.

Wang Hui suddenly had a headache. He actually didn't want to kill Niu Jin, because the five ghosts of the Demon Refining Island were really famous, and the eldest and the second were cultivators. If he killed Niu Jin here, it would be like two more enemies for no reason. But now it seems that it is impossible to avoid it. The examiner seemed to be determined to let him kill Niu Jin before he could pass it.

In the distance, Ruan Jun still had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be furious or panic because of the sudden situation. It seemed as if everything was still in his control.

Further away, in the Tower of Heavenly Punishment on the top of Shangqing Mountain, Xue Bingling was frozen in huge ice cubes. The bitter cold wind was blowing around him, and some monsters that seemed like ice sculptures were wandering there.

Suddenly, a huge ice cube cracked a gap, and Xue Bingling inside seemed to move, and then returned to normal...

Back on the stage, Wang Hui had no choice but to draw out his long sword and go to the violent ghost bull gold. Kill it. Although he was unwilling to make enemies everywhere, he did not want to miss out on any further opportunity. As long as he became a disciple of Shangqing Sect, he might become a cultivator. At that time, no matter what the five ghosts of the demon island were refining, he would kill them all if he was not tactful.

When he was still four or five meters away from the violent ghost bull gold, Wang Hui suddenly felt a little upset and stopped suddenly.

Every time he feels like this, danger is coming. Although he does not have the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator, his mental power is still very sensitive to the aura of danger.

He suddenly used lightning to rush to the side, and at this moment, Niu Jin, who had already been motionless, jumped up, his right hand turned into a huge claw, and his arm stretched out directly, and grabbed Wang Hui fiercely.

The claws hit the place where Wang Hui was standing before, and a big pit two or three meters deep burst out. If Wang Hui had not avoided it before, he would have been hit right now.

Moreover, the destructive power of this attack is probably impossible to defend even if it is a low-grade magic weapon.

"Monster!" Someone from the audience exclaimed, because Niu Jin's whole body began to change, and in a moment he turned into a huge minotaur as high as three meters. It was actually 70% or 80% similar to the Bull Demon King in Journey to the West, but it was not that powerful.

"Ao--!" Niu Jin shouted at the sky and the poison in his body was directly neutralized.

"Examiner, this is an emergency, and the assessment must be stopped!" one examiner shouted.

"Shut up, I am the examiner here. I stop whenever I say stop. If I can't stop, I can't stop. Just a mere genius. At most, it's the Qi training period. Why are you panic?" The examiner obviously received Ruan Jun's instructions, which forced Wang Hui to withdraw or die.

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