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Ji Wusheng walked out vigorously and began to perform his iron arm fist. Every time he punched, he punched the air with a muffled sound. The punch was so powerful that it seemed to be able to split mountains and crack rocks, and cut gold and iron. .

Hua Shenguang saw it. When he punched, the zhenqi in his body was agitated along the meridians in his hand, forming a cyclone around his arm. These cyclones can resist external attacks and hit them out at the same time. It also has tremendous power, making the arms as hard as steel.

After finishing a set of boxing techniques, Ji Wusheng stood up silently, cupped his hands and said, "I've finished demonstrating the iron arm boxing, please judge!"

Many people at the scene stared at Hua Shenguang, wondering how he judged and what he could point out.

Hua Shenguang nodded, took two steps forward and said: "Ji Wusheng, your cultivation base is at the eighth level of physical body, and your iron arm fist is extremely strong. You have trained your arms to be like iron punches. Shake, this boxing method is indeed a powerful attacking method. However, this boxing method also has some disadvantages, that is, your meridians will gradually lose their elasticity under the influence of the boxing method, so your future development will be hindered. You should step back , temporarily unable to pass."

A look of disappointment appeared on Ji Wusheng's face. His family's boxing manual also clearly stated the disadvantages of it. If he wanted to solve it, he had to find a feminine kung fu to practice, and he had to use his extraordinary talent to fight against it. Only when femininity and toughness are combined together can it be resolved.

"My lord, you have said it right, I admire it!" Ji Wusheng didn't know who Hua Shenguang was, so he called out to his lord, and then retreated convinced.

Hua Shenguang's comments also surprised many people.It is unbelievable that such a person can tell the quality of other people's martial arts just by looking at them.However, those who knew Hua Shenguang secretly admired it in their hearts. No wonder Hua Shenguang could reach the ninth level of physical body in more than a year. Hua Shenguang's admiration was even higher.

The second person came out. This was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with eagle eyes and a high nose, and his hair was half white. He looked a little weird in appearance.He reported his family background: "In Xia Gaoyang, the kung fu of cultivation is 'Nineteen Swords of Great Compassion'."

After reporting, he demonstrated.With a single finger of the long sword in his hand, a sword cry resounded throughout the audience, and then the sword light radiated, the sharp sword moves were fatal, and between the moves, there was a sad mood emanating, people with weak cultivation I even felt an inexplicable sadness, sorrowful and sad.Hua Shenguang closed his eyes, feeling the sadness carefully.

Following a shot of Changhong horse, a large stone in the arena was pulverized into powder from a distance, Gao Yang retracted his sword, and stood straight in the arena. Seeing that Hua Shenguang was still comprehending with his eyes closed, he was immediately overjoyed , it seems that my sword intent has already affected the selection officer, so the probability that I should pass is relatively high.

After a while, Hua Shenguang opened his eyes, and immediately said: "Gao Yang, your sword already has an artistic conception. This is a very good situation. When confronting the enemy, it can interfere with some weak-willed people and achieve the purpose of catching people by surprise. .”

"Thank you, sir!" Gao Yang clasped his fists in thanks.

"However, you can't pass." Hua Shenguang's words shattered all Gao Yang's hopes.

"May I ask you why? Those who can condense the sword intent in the physical realm are less than one out of ten. Could it be that in the next situation, they still can't meet the standards of the Lord?" Gao Yang was a little excited.Not only him, but even some other people were puzzled by this, and wanted to see how the selection officer explained it.

"Okay, let me tell you why. Your swordsmanship is called 'Nineteen Swords of Great Compassion'. As the name suggests, your swordsmanship should condense the artistic conception of compassion, but your swordsmanship only contains compassion, not compassion. This side of kindness is missing, so your sword moves are all aimed at killing the enemy. Also, your beard and hair are graying prematurely, I guess it is because you went astray when you practiced swordsmanship, because this kind of sadness has already It affects your mind unconsciously, so that the subconscious in your heart also renders sadness. There is an old saying that goes well, when you are sad, you have gray hair and your belt is thin. So I suggest that you should renew your sword when you go back. I can't study it carefully, especially in terms of artistic conception, to see if I have gone astray, if you have studied it thoroughly, come to me again."

Gao Yang's heart was shaken, no one had ever made his sword moves so incisively, Hua Shenguang's words pulled him back from the wrong path, he thought about it for a while, and immediately thanked him: "My lord's eyes are as bright as a torch, I am making a decision You should study the sword manual from the beginning, correct the evil and return to the righteous, the kindness of your lord's advice today, I will definitely remember it in my heart."

Hua Shenguang's two wonderful comments made people feel fresh and new, and made everyone feel that the selection officer was really talented. Otherwise, why would the princess suddenly announce that he would be selected.

The third person stood up and said: "I, Ling Aotian, practice 'Vajra Finger Qi', please advise.

"Ling Aotian, you are only 30 years old this year, and you have reached the ninth level of the physical body, which can be regarded as a very fast progress. You can perform." Hua Shenguang can see at a glance that Ling Aotian's whole body is lingering and flowing. In between, it is endless, knowing that this person has a solid foundation, and his understanding of martial arts is also extraordinary.

With a movement of Ling Aotian's figure, he stepped in front of a boulder that was more than two people tall in the field, straightened his five fingers, and poked towards the boulder.

Hua Shenguang's eyes lit up, because he could see that the moment Ling Aotian straightened his fingers, the true energy in his dantian moved violently and flowed to his hands, forming a spiral point at the tip of his fingers, and his The capacity of the meridians is extremely large, so that it can accommodate the huge infuriating breath at this moment.

The seemingly weak fingers are white and clean, unlike those of martial arts practitioners. When they poke on the hard stone, five fingerprints are also deeply pierced. It seems that the stone is not made of stone, but clay.

Ling Aotian kept poking the stone with his hands, leaving fingerprints one by one on it, each of which was completely sunk by his fingers, reaching a depth of two or three inches.

It is very simple to break a stone, but to leave a specific mark on the stone, not only a strong infuriating energy is required, but also extremely strong strength and control. Hua Shenguang thinks that he can't do it now Ling Aotian's situation.

"This fingering technique is entirely based on the outbreak of true energy, but after the outbreak, Ling Aotian has precisely controlled it, well, this person is good, has potential, and has a future for development." Hua Shenguang has already made a decision in his heart. evaluate.

After Ling Aotian finished fingering exercises, he stood respectfully in front of Hua Shenguang, waiting for his instructions.

"Now, I declare that Ling Aotian... passed successfully!"