Chapter 58: The Highlight Moment of Leaf Falling (Part 2)

One-on-one challenge?

Even Yan San, the first person under the vortex, fell into trouble. Who dared to fight Ye Luo alone?

Everyone looked at each other and then lowered their heads one after another, no one dared to be the first to be a bird.

They were still indignant just now, but now they were all mute. Facing Ye Luo's question, no one dared to answer.

"I've said a long time ago that you thirty people will join together, but you don't listen." Ye Luo shook his head helplessly, "Why, do you regret it now?"

Everyone was still silent, as if they were all deaf.

Ye Luo glanced at them and said lightly: "Okay, I'll give you another chance. The old rules are for thirty people to go together. If you can persist in three breaths and not go out of the circle, you will pass the assessment."

After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The group of Qixuan Realm powerhouses in the front row were as if they had agreed, afraid that Ye Luo would regret it. As soon as Ye Luo finished speaking, they quickly walked into the circle and surrounded Ye Luo.

In the distance, the strong man stood on tiptoe, looked at Ye Luo and others in the circle, and whispered to the middle-aged man in the cloth shirt beside him: "Second brother, do you think they can pass the assessment?"

"The people from Cangqiong Academy are extremely mysterious and have unfathomable strength. Ye Luo obviously showed mercy just now, otherwise Yan San would lose even worse. Therefore, whether they can pass the assessment depends on Ye Luo's mood. If Ye Luo doesn't want them to pass the assessment, even if they join forces, it will probably be difficult for them to breathe three times." The middle-aged man in Bushan said solemnly: "Unless each of them has the strength of Yan San."

Hearing this, the strong man couldn't help but feel irritated: "Will we have no chance?"

The people in front are all powerful people in the ninth level of Qixuan. If even those people cannot pass the assessment, the hopes of the two brothers will undoubtedly be even slim.

While the two were talking, Ye Luo had already taken action in the circle.

He didn't have any fancy moves, and he made a simple and rough palm when he made a move!

That palm slapped the air without any strength, but his palm speed was too fast and his power was too strong, which actually triggered a terrible airflow. The airflow was not a threat to the vortex realm powerhouse, but it was extremely difficult for the Qixuan realm powerhouse to compete with it.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The airflow enveloped the entire circle, and the closer it was to the leaves, the stronger the power. Many practitioners in the circle were all impacted by the airflow, and none of them were missed.

The next moment, more than half of the practitioners were directly impacted by the airflow and flew out of the circle.

After a few breaths, there were only three people left in the circle, and each of them was injured!

One of them stepped on the edge of the circle with one foot and almost left the boundary!

After the airflow disappeared, Ye Luo had no intention of taking action. Looking at the three embarrassed figures in the circle, he said with satisfaction: "Yes, you have passed the assessment."

As for those who were out of the circle, Ye Luo was too lazy to look at them directly.

The three people who passed the assessment did not have a joyful expression on their faces, but instead looked at Ye Luo with fear in their eyes.

Only by fighting Ye Luo personally can you understand Ye Luo’s strength!

"God, we can't compete with the airflow from a palm. If that slap on us..." The few people burst into cold sweats all over their bodies, as if they had just walked on the verge of life and death. The sun above their heads was obviously very hot, but they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

There is no doubt that Ye Luo's palm was much more powerful than the one that just slapped Yan San.

Yan San, who had just finished registering, couldn't help swallowing when he saw this scene: "Abnormal!"

At this moment, everyone also had a new understanding of Ye Luo's strength.

"People who pass the assessment will go directly to register there. If you fail, please leave consciously." Ye Luo said lightly: "If I find someone who comes to participate in the assessment repeatedly, I don't mind asking him to taste a slap."

The practitioner who had just had some thoughts in his mind suddenly froze his face, he glanced at Ye Luo's palm, and then swallowed secretly.

The three people who passed the assessment, especially the one who almost left the boundary, were very grateful.

In the crowd, everyone held their breath and couldn't speak.

Thirty people participated in the assessment together, but only three people passed, 30 to three, this terrifying elimination rate invisibly put huge pressure on them!

You know, these thirty people are all powerful people in the ninth level of Qixuan!

The ninth level of Qixuan is strong, and the elimination rate is still so terrifying. Will there be a chance for Qixuan Eighth level and Qixuan Seventh level?

At this moment, the middle-aged and strong men in the cloth shirt in the crowd were all in a heavy mood!

A smile appeared on Qin Lian's face: "Not bad, Mr. Ye's method is really good. It's simple, rough, but the effect is excellent!"

His original plan was to let these people show their strength one by one, observe their speed, strength, reaction, etc., use this to score, and decide whether to accept it. In contrast, Ye Luo's method is simple and crude. If it is OK, it is OK. If it is not OK, it is not OK. No one can get away with it. It can truly test their strength, which is really good.

Everyone who can persevere has real materials and is definitely competent for the position of a mansion soldier.

Although the plan was disrupted, Qin Lian was not angry at all, but was very satisfied.

...

"continue!"

Ye Luo didn't care about everyone's gaze. He stood with his hands behind his back and stared at the dark crowd.

In the crowd, a group of people in the front row looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and walked into the circle with their teeth.

"Ma Changshou, it turned out to be him."

"I didn't expect that he came too. Although he was not as strong as Yan San, he was much stronger than the average Qixuan Ninth Level Powerful. I think this assessment should not defeat him."

Among the thirty-person team, one middle-aged man stood out, and the rest were vaguely led by him and were recognized by everyone at once.

There are a few outstanding talents in each circle. In the circle of Qixuan Ninth Level, Yan San is the most famous and the strongest, and is recognized as the number one person under the vortex. However, there is also a group of people. Although they are not as famous as Yan San, their strength is stronger than ordinary Qixuan Ninth Level practitioners, and Ma Changshou is one of them.

As soon as they saw the horse Changshou, everyone suddenly felt refreshed.

Ye Luo said expressionlessly: "Are you ready?"

Ma Changshou and others were scattered around the circle. When they heard Ye Luo’s question, they took a deep breath, looked at each other, and nodded one after another.

The next moment, Ye Luo used the same trick again, and the powerful airflow immediately swept away.

After a few breaths, there were six people standing in the circle. The one standing in front was Ma Changshou!

"You are very good." Ye Luo looked at Ma Changshou in surprise, and was not stingy with his praise. "In the ninth level of Qixuan, few people can have the strength of you. If the one who just fought with me alone, it might not be better than you."

Not only did Ma Changshou persevere, he even shared a little pressure on the two Qixuan Ninth Level powerhouses beside him. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was much better than others.

This time, Ma Changshou made an indelible contribution to the reason why six people passed the assessment!

To put it bluntly, the other few people are all benefiting from the longevity of horses. If they had no longevity of horses, they might not be able to hold on!

Hearing Ye Luo’s comments, Ma Changshou was flattered: “Thank you Mr. Ye for the praise!”

Although Ye Luo is rightly younger than him and even slightly younger than his son, he does not feel embarrassed at all. On the contrary, being able to receive such praise from the students of the Cangkong Academy’s training class is a kind of honor for him, and he can brag about it for the rest of his life in the future.

"Okay, go and register." Ye Luo waved his hand.

"yes!"

Ma Changshou and the other six responded respectfully, then walked towards Qin Lian excitedly. After Luo Song registered the information for them, their mood calmed down a little.

"Brother Ma, thank you." Several powerful people from Qixuan who passed the assessment with him said gratefully.

If you participate in the assessment with someone with strong strength, the probability of passing will be much higher. Ma Changshou proved this with practical actions.

"Haha, do it with your means, no need to care." Ma Changshou said with a smile.

"Ma Changshou." At this time, Yan San stared at Ma Changshou, with a strong sense of fighting in his eyes, "Do you dare to fight me!" He felt vaguely that Ma Changshou's strength had improved a lot compared to the last time they fought.

Ma Changshou's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes fell on Yan San, and his mouth raised: "Why don't you dare?"

However, before they could do anything, Qin Lian's voice rang out: "Hmph, you have to get out and fight, don't be upset here."

Yan San and Ma Changshou immediately lowered their heads in disappointment and stopped.

Seeing that they stopped, Qin Lian's face calmed down a little. He glanced coldly at the two of them, then turned his head and continued to pay attention to Ye Luo's assessment.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the circle drawn by Ye Luo suddenly became empty. Apart from Ye Luo, there were only two lonely figures, and both of them were in a very embarrassed manner. They were on the edge of the circle and almost left the boundary.

The comprehensive strength of this group is much worse than that of Ma Changshou, and the number of people who passed the assessment is only one-third of that of Ma Changshou.

Looking at this scene, everyone around them made up their minds and approached the masters they knew, trying to participate in the assessment with a certain master.

As long as they can be with a certain expert, their chances of passing the assessment will be much higher.

For a moment, the originally tight-fitting crowd gradually divided into clearly divided teams. The slightly famous masters were surrounded by people. In order to win the favor of these masters, they all tried their best to curry favor and please, and did everything they could.

"Second brother, what should we do?" The strong man in the crowd looked at the cultivators who were trying hard to squeeze in front, and couldn't help but ask in a daze.

Their position is relatively high, and most of them are powerful people in the Ninth Level of Qixuan, and there are very few Eight Level of Qixuan. Therefore, they are quite disliked and no one is willing to form a team with them, for fear of being implicated by them. Facts have proved that the stronger the team, the greater the probability of passing the assessment, the more people passing. They only have the eighth Level of Qixuan, so they are naturally not favored by people around them.

This is a matter of fate. Who dares to joke about such a thing?

The middle-aged man in cloth frowned and looked at the practitioners who were hiding from the plague around him, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "I have nothing to do."

Although they believe that they are not weak in strength and have more advantages than many powerful people in the Ninth Level of Qixuan, they have no fame at all. Most of the people who know them are powerful people in the Seventh Level of Qixuan and the Eighth Level of Qixuan. These Ninth Level of Qixuan rarely look at them in front of each other. Therefore, even if they tell others that their strength is not weaker than those in the Ninth Level of Qixuan, no one will believe it.

"roll!"

At this moment, a low voice came from not far away, and a cultivator from Qixuan was staring coldly at a Qixuan eighth-level powerful man beside him, with a very gloomy face.
Chapter completed!