Chapter 0213

Six hundred senior disciples were led by the examiner into an open space behind the main hall, surrounded by six long pillars. I don't know what kind of jade it is made of, which gives people a sense of mystery.

The chief examiner said: "This venue is a practice formation in Xingluo Palace. The location you are in is the core area of ​​the formation. At that time, the formation will stimulate spiritual power and form a coercive pressure. For you Form a test. If you can't support it, you can choose to walk out of these six pillars, and you won't be oppressed by the power of the formation. This is a test of your endurance, and it is also all the content of the fourth round of assessment. Do you understand? ?”

"Understood!"

"Okay, according to the length of time you support. There will also be a grade of scoring. Corresponding scores. After you come out, you will know!"

"Is everything ready?"

"Ready!" Qi Shushu roared. Obviously, after a night of rest, these senior disciples have recovered a lot in terms of physical fitness and energy, so their fighting spirit has become vigorous again. Obviously hoping to get a good result in the second day of the trial.

"Okay, let's start!"

In the huge open space, six hundred people sat cross-legged and found their own positions. There was a certain space between each of them, and they would not interfere with each other.

Yan Feng was also in this line, found a place to sit down, and suddenly looked up, only to find Qin Wushuang sitting opposite him, blinking his eyes slightly.

"Senior Brother Qin, this time, you must still get full marks!" Yan Feng said.

Qin Wushuang smiled slightly, nodded, but said: "Concentrate, don't be distracted, focus, and take care of your heart. Run the true energy in your body and run the cycle."

Although Qin Wushuang didn't know the specifics of this spiritual power formation, but based on his experience, it should be the best way to protect himself against this kind of spiritual power attack, keeping his heart and not being disturbed.

The more distracted and distracted you are, the easier it is to be overwhelmed.

As soon as the spiritual power formation was activated, the six hundred people present could feel a force pressing in from all directions. It was like being in a low-lying place, suddenly the surrounding tide gushed out and surrounded them. Hold on, that feeling of waterlessness.

As soon as this spiritual power rushed, some senior disciples with low cultivation bases immediately rushed to their chests for a while. Quickly fight against luck.

Qin Wushuang didn't realize it. He lowered his brows and closed his eyes lightly, as if he had settled down, completely ignoring the changes in the outside world. Regardless of thunder and wind, thunder, lightning and hail seemed unable to move him.

Stand like a pine, sit like a bell. At this moment, Qin Wushuang was like a bell, unmoved by the wind and rain, as if the collapse of the world could not make him open his eyes.

The waves of spiritual power are like ripples.

It's just that the ripples are not the kind that expands outward, but the kind that squeezes inward and keeps shrinking. It feels like an infinite rope, being tied round and round. Keep rolling. in circles.

Although there is no impact like a turbulent sea, nor is it as violent as a storm, the promotion of this spiritual power is superior in that it is long and evenly advanced.

Such a continuous accumulation bit by bit, like a trickle of water to form a river, like an inch of fine soil to form a mountain, the more the coercion accumulates, the stronger it becomes.

A quarter of an hour later, some senior disciples felt irritable and irritable, and began to feel extremely fierce. Their breathing became short of breath, and their faces turned red from being suppressed, as if they would die of breathlessness if they were not careful.

However, these people still stood up, and no one stood up to express their abstention.

Senior disciples, at any rate, are existences with status. Naturally, among the 600 senior disciples present, none of them wanted to be the first to stand up and announce their abandonment.

Then, this persistence quickly became a kind of torture. Those high-ranking disciples who held on, only felt a "buzzing" tinnitus in their ears. The internal organs seemed to rush out of the chest, and the whole body seemed to be constantly squeezed by an invisible thug. Rubbing* rubbing, even the facial features are almost squeezed

up.

puff!

Finally, someone couldn't hold it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He staggered to his feet. Stumbled towards the periphery of the pillar. This person also knows. If I go on, I'm afraid I won't even be able to save my life. Not to mention striving for any assessment results.

The first person to give up appeared, and the other senior disciples who barely supported, immediately loosened their psychological defenses, and their will was also shaken.

Once the will is shaken, it is not far from giving up.

The market continued, and after half an hour, more than half of the senior disciples withdrew. And these people will obviously get low scores.

Some of the senior disciples who stayed in the field were still calm. Judging from the expression, there is no sense of discomfort at all.

If you stand on the outside and watch at this time, it is easy to tell who has high cultivation base, who has strong endurance, who can bear it, and who will soon be unable to bear it.

After half an hour's test, the part with the higher cultivation base is certainly under a lot of pressure, but it is obvious that the pressure can be easily resolved.

As for the part with average cultivation, although it is still struggling to support it, it is obviously at the power of a crossbow.

The coercion of spiritual power has reached this stage, it is no longer the feeling of being covered by the tide, it is simply like digging a big hole, filling them in directly, and then filling the earth one by one.

This is the feeling of being buried alive, dull, deathly suffocating.

call!

A few more people jumped up and rushed towards the periphery of the pillar as if fleeing for their lives. Hold on for a while longer, I'm afraid even the heart

This kind of pressure has reached the level at this moment, and it is no longer something that ordinary senior disciples can suppress.

At this moment, Yan Feng gritted his teeth and supported himself. Several times he wanted to stand up and give up, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Qin Wushuang's calm expression. The aura of the mountains collapsing in front of him without changing color was also infected by him invisibly, and he barely supported it, which made him force himself to last for an extra quarter of an hour.

At this time, Yan Feng's forehead had already started to sweat, bead-sized beads of sweat kept falling, and the veins on his forehead were twice as thick as usual.

He knew that if he didn't go out again, the spiritual pressure would invade his body, and he might explode his blood vessels and tendons directly. He sighed helplessly in his heart, seeing that there were only dozens of people left in the huge formation, and the dog here part of. But they are all innate.

Looking at Qin Wushuang again, he still seemed to be in meditation, without any pressure at all, and judging from his expression, he didn't see any pressure. It seemed that this was not a spiritual power formation at all, but a hot spring, which made him very comfortable and concentrated on enjoying it.

However, just as Yan Feng thought, Qin Wushuang was enjoying it very much at this time. He is different from anyone. Others, even the innate senior disciples, were trying their best to resist the pressure of spiritual power, but Qin Wushuang, like a meal, was absorbing the spiritual power released from the spiritual power formation.

The spiritual power released by this kind of spiritual power formation is so rich, it is more than ten times richer than the spiritual power when he was cultivating outside, which Qin Wushuang encountered. Naturally, it is so appropriate to doze off and touch the pillow.

Unknowingly, "Bei Ming **" was activated, constantly absorbing spiritual power. At first, what he absorbed was only the spiritual power around him.

When "Bei Ming **" starts to run at high speed. The spiritual power around him was no longer enough for him to absorb. The scope of absorption will naturally expand accordingly.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, his hands were placed on his knees, which seemed to be a simple posture of sitting cross-legged, but Qin Wushuang himself knew that this was the skill of "Bei Ming **".

The two thumbs are slightly raised forward, which is using the Shaoshang point. Use the Shaoshang Sword Intent of "Tianmai Ningjin Sword" and cooperate with the method of "Beiming **" to absorb the spiritual power ahead, and enter from the Shaoshang point. It circulates a line and finally enters the abdominal acupoint.

Qin Wushuang is already very proficient in this route. When he was in the main line of Ling Xiao, he had absorbed the spiritual power of the inner alchemy of Huo Yunjiu and the spiritual power of the sea of ​​energy of the man in black. feel.

Yan Feng, who was already unable to support himself, suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was lightened, and the spiritual power around him was restrained. It was as if it was suddenly taken away by someone. The body that seemed to be tied up in various ways was suddenly untied from the ropes, feeling extremely relaxed and happy.

Yan Feng was overjoyed, he didn't understand what happened for a moment, he only felt the spiritual power around him. As soon as it touched the surface of his skin, it was immediately sucked away by some domineering force, completely unable to form an effective restraint on his body.

This made Yan Feng, who was about to give up, feel as if he had caught one while drowning. He was ecstatic, and hurriedly sat cross-legged to return to his original position, exuding his true energy again in a fake manner.

Although Qin Wushuang never opened his eyes, everything Yan Feng felt was actually his deliberate actions.

He felt that Yan Feng was about to give up, thinking that because of the friendship between the two, it was Yan Feng who led him to the Vientiane Valley to get the eight elixir. Obtaining the innate primordial elixir, such kind of good fortune, now that there is an opportunity to support Yan Feng, Qin Wushuang will naturally not sit idly by.

However, Qin Wushuang's timing was just right. The scope of absorption is only in the area between Yan Feng and himself, and it will never go deep into other people.

Therefore, the other senior disciples around did not notice the slight changes here.

In this way, Yan Feng became the most relaxed one in the circle, except for Qin Wushuang.

After all, other disciples, even those who are innate, cannot absorb spiritual power under the impact of this kind of spiritual power. After all, not everyone has such a perverted skill as "Bei Ming **". Those people could only resist the spiritual power without courtesy, but Qin Wushuang just sucked the spiritual power away.

The gap between entering and exiting is fatal! This change, even the invigilator outside the venue, is obviously impossible to appreciate the subtle changes.

Two hours passed, and people kept giving up. There are fewer and fewer people in the field. to the end. The innate senior disciples also withdrew one after another, and there were very few people in the field, only four people left.

Among these four people, apart from Qin Wushuang and Yan Feng, the other two innate disciples were already sweating profusely and might give up at any time.

Of course, at this moment, Yan Feng was naturally "sweating profusely", but he tried his best to pretend that he was sweating profusely.

Although it is very difficult to force oneself to sweat, it is obviously easier to do it than to fight against the endless spiritual power.

Even the supervisors outside the arena were disgusted by the performance of Yan Feng, the "dark horse".

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