The devil kills the god

640 Zeng Qiong

The assessment of the middle school disciples has finally begun.

The disciples of the Zhongmen are the real elites in Jiuran Xiangong, and each of them is a top genius.

These people are placed anywhere in Luohua State. Once they grow up, they will be the masters of a generation, and they will be extraordinary figures who founded the school.

Full of cattle!

The middle gate is also the core of the Jiuran Immortal Palace. After entering the middle gate, these disciples will be selected by several major families and brought under their command.

10 people are the number of disciples in the middle sect.

Trying to think about it, these 10 people are completely composed of earth immortals and celestial immortal masters. Such a strong strength cannot be matched by all the idle sects in the entire Luohua state.

This is also the basis for the Immortal Palace to stand firm for millions of years!

Therefore, the selection of disciples in the middle gate is extremely rigorous and demanding.

In the training pavilion of the inner gate, hurried footsteps sounded.

"Xiao Fei, the middle school disciple assessment is about to begin. The acting elder told us to go to the outer court of the middle school and wait quickly. How is Zeng Xiong's situation?" Gu Xueying ran to Xiao Fan's practice room, not daring to force him. Breaking in, I could only stand at the door and shout.

The door was divided to the left and right, Xiao Fan stepped out.

"Oh? Is it coming so soon?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Please, you guys are too focused on your practice and don't count time at all, right?" Gu Xueying puffed her cheeks and said.

"Hehe, maybe!" Xiao Fan smiled slightly.

"Still laughing. The other seven people have already left. I came here to inform you how Zeng Xiong is doing? Will he be able to make it in time for the assessment?" Gu Xueying said worriedly.

"Fortunately, I just got in time!" As he was speaking, Zeng Xiong walked out of the room.

At this time, Zeng Xiong has changed, with a domineering look between his brows.

The breath of the whole body is strong and strong, and the figure is much stronger than before.

However, from the slightly tired face, it can be seen that he has endured countless hardships during this period of time!

"Zeng Xiong... Are you Zeng Xiong?" Gu Xueying was taken aback, and felt a strange smell on Zeng Xiong's body.

"Of course it's me!" Zeng Xiong said with a smile, "Thanks to Xiao Fei, I have been completely reborn!"

"You don't need to thank me, I'm just doing it for my own purpose!" Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.

The third rank of Earth Immortal is Zeng Xiong's cultivation at this time!

This is also what he bought with countless pains and a huge price of life-long damage to the meridians.

Ordinary people would never take this path of no return.

But Zeng Xiong had no choice!

If it wasn't for Xiao Fan's continuous use of his own power to help Zeng Xiong overcome difficulties, the latter would have died countless times.

And if you want to let Zeng Xiong's cultivation level go a step further and reach the realm of a celestial being, Zeng Xiong will not be able to do it in his entire life just by practicing.

Xiao Fan also prepared countermeasures, using dozens of high-grade elixir to continue to encourage growth!

Of course, Zeng Xiong is also prepared for his lifespan to be greatly reduced, and his cultivation to stagnate at the level of a fairy forever!

The middle gate and outer court are already crowded with people.

But inner disciples are not qualified to set foot here, and most of the onlookers are inner disciples who have nothing to do.

And a large group of Zhongmen elders have already taken their seats. The person at the head has a seven-point similarity to Zeng Xiong, but with short light red hair and a deep scar on the left cheek, he looks a bit tough. fierce.

Most importantly, this person's cultivation base is extremely high, even surpassing the level of a fairy!

Vaguely, around his body, there are some tiny light spots lingering, which is already the performance of reaching the transformation state.

Jinxian!

Xiao Fan and ten people came here and lined up neatly, standing in front of these elders.

"Well, you are all elites in the inner sect, but for my middle sect, it is still unknown whether you are eligible to enter!" The golden fairy stood up, glanced at the ten people with sharp eyes, and said quietly.

"Brother..." Zeng Xiong suddenly stepped forward and called out.

"Brother?" Everyone else was taken aback, and Xiao Fan also raised his eyebrows.

"Not bad, you've improved a lot! I look forward to your better performance!" Jin Xian walked up to Zeng Xiong, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"I heard from Zeng Xiong that he was named Zeng Qiong. He was the eldest son of Zeng Cuo and Zeng Xiong's eldest brother. The Great Elder of the palace gate!" Gu Xueying said to Xiao Fan via voice transmission.

"Oh? Zeng Qiong?" Xiao Fan licked his lower lip.

In other words, he has met all three sons of Zengcuo.

And the second son, Zeng Rui, still died in his hands!

However, this Zeng Qiong is not easy to deal with, the cultivation base of the tenth rank of Jinxian... He thinks that there is no chance of winning with the current ability of this clone!

"Thank you for your concern, brother, I will work hard!" Zeng Xiong said respectfully.

"Missing? Hmph, Zeng Xiong, don't make a mistake!" Zeng Qiong's expression darkened suddenly and he said, "As my younger brother, you have always been too disappointing, and you have completely embarrassed your father. Get better, otherwise, we, the Zeng family, and even the entire Jin family will not be able to lose face!"

"Uh...yes, remember the elder brother's teaching!" Zeng Xiong gritted his teeth and clasped his fists.

"It's good to know!" Zeng Qiong said, put his eyes on Xiao Fan, and then smiled slightly: "You are Xiao Fei?"

"It's the disciple!" Xiao Fan nodded.

"That's right, I've heard about your deeds for a long time, but... there is no waste like Zeng Ran in my middle gate, don't think that if you can defeat Zeng Ran, you can show off your might in the middle gate!" Zeng Qiong The corner of his mouth twitched: "Genius... hmph, I'm looking forward to when your genius will shine!"

After speaking, Zeng Qiong glanced at Gu Xueying again, said nothing, and returned to his seat.

"If the second brother is still alive...how could the title of the first genius of the Immortal Palace fall to you, a pariah?" Looking at Xiao Fan, a murderous look flashed in Zeng Qiong's eyes.

"It seems that this Zeng Qiong is very dissatisfied with me!" Feeling the sharp murderous aura, Xiao Fan couldn't help but sneered in his heart, and he should pay more attention to this Zeng Qiong in the future.

This guy is different from Zeng Xiong, but he is in the same line as Zeng Cuo, Zeng Ran and the others. He is a very ruthless character at first glance!

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, and start the middle door assessment now!" An elder stood up and announced loudly: "The middle door assessment is completely different from the outer door or the inner door!"

"The value of the power of immortality? Other experience? These are all necessary for you. The reason why you can stand here proves that you are excellent, and there is no need to evaluate those low-level things!"

"There is only one assessment in the middle gate, and that is actual combat!"

"It's very simple, you will enter the examination hall one after another later, and your opponent is the current middle school disciple!"

"But don't worry, the middle school disciples who are fighting against you will be restricted by the enchantment in the examination hall, and their cultivation will be reduced to the same level as yours!"

"Those who can win, go directly to the middle door, losers, go back to your inner door and become a quasi-elder!"

"Again, what the Zhongmen needs are elites, not trash, not sloppy rubbish! Do you understand?"

The expressions of the ten seed disciples changed at the same time.

Fight against the disciples of the middle school?

This assessment project is really special!

But even if the cultivation level of the disciples of the middle sect is the same as his own, no matter in terms of experience or combat methods, after receiving the systematic study of the middle sect, the opponent is thousands of times stronger than the inner sect!

"Xiao Fei, I'm in trouble now, fighting against disciples of the middle sect..." Zeng Xiong said through voice transmission with some worry.

"It's okay, this is not a problem at all. Believe in yourself. After the intensive hell training I gave you during this period of time, your strength is no longer what it used to be. You have to have confidence. You don't want to be looked down upon by everyone. Your elder brother is called a waste, right?" Xiao Fan replied comfortingly.

Half an hour later, the ten seed disciples began to draw numbers, and then entered the examination hall one after another.

Xiao Fan drew number five.

Zeng Xiong drew number seven.

Gu Xueying drew number nine.

And Tian Zongjiu drew number one!

"Brother Tian, ​​come on!" Xiao Fan waved his hands at Tian Zongjiu.

"Well, I won't be left behind too much by you!" Tian Zongjiu twitched his lips and entered the examination hall.

At the assessment site, seed disciples like Xiao Fan were not allowed to watch the battle.

In the enclosed venue, there was the sound of fighting, followed by a series of shouts and cheers.

Zeng Xiong became more and more nervous.

When Xiao Fan patted him on the shoulder to signal his composure, the first battle was over.

Tian Zongjiu was carried out by several disciples in tatters.

"How is it? This miserable scene... lost?" Everyone hurriedly gathered around.

"Hey, although it was very difficult, but... we won!" Tian Zongjiu said with a slight smile.

"Phew, it's okay!" Xiao Fan heaved a sigh of relief. For Tian Zongjiu, he really has the heart to win over him. If the relationship is handled properly, this person has great potential in the future, and he can become his help!

But in the next four games, the inner disciples all ended in failure.

There was even one person who was beaten into an internal injury and became permanently disabled!

The assessment is so cruel!

Next, it was Xiao Fan's turn to play.

But this kind of assessment is not difficult for him at all.

Xiao Fan leaped onto the four-square, half-mile-wide competition platform.

And his opponent is a raw rat-headed guy.

"Hey, you're Xiao Fei? The guy who claims to be the number one genius in our fairy palace?" The middle disciple laughed grinningly: "I'm telling you, even if you're a genius, you'll be beaten all over the floor later!"

"Really? Then I'm looking forward to it too much, hurry up and end this boring game as soon as possible!" Xiao Fan said with a gloomy face.

"Hahaha, it's really arrogant, okay, don't say that I, a senior brother, bully you, let you make the first move!" The middle school disciple waved at Xiao Fan graciously.

"Alright, then I'll be more polite!" Xiao Fan suddenly moved his feet and appeared in front of the opponent in an instant, and immediately threw out both fists, blasting hundreds of punches in the blink of an eye.

His fist was covered with scorching flames, and before the opponent could recover, countless heavy punches had already landed on the opponent.

"Fight!" Like a flood that opened the gate, the blood spewed out from the guy's mouth, drew a long arc in the air, flew out together with the body, and fell on the competition platform hundreds of feet away under!