The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 47 Assessment First
Chapter 47 Assessment First
At the moment Wen Shao attacked, Hua Ruoyuan also noticed it, but he couldn't stop it at all, let alone remind Ling Hantian.

I was secretly sweating for Ling Hantian in my heart, but I didn't expect Ling Hantian to hide so easily.

This shows that the true energy in Ling Hantian's body is still very abundant, and there is no exhaustion at all.

With the attack just now, Young Master Wen launched a sneak attack on Ling Hantian, risking being deprived of his examination qualification by Tianxuan Wuyuan Academy.

This was simply a way of killing each other, and it didn't have the slightest impact on Ling Hantian.

This is really hard for him to reconcile, because he has no second chance.

Sure enough, as soon as Wen Shao finished his sneak attack, he was enveloped by a ray of light, and was sent directly out of the bluestone ladder, losing the qualification to continue the assessment.

Although he avoided Wen Shao's sneak attack, Ling Hantian was completely angry.

This Wen Shao is so despicable, trying to use this method to disqualify himself from the assessment.

In his mind, Ling Hantian had already put this Wen Shao on the must-kill list.

At this time, the illusion in front of him changed again.

This is an attic with carved railings and jade, surrounded by light gauze tents, full of fragrance. In the pieces of pink gauze, dozens of girls with beautiful vines are dancing. Hot red lips, I don't know how many young people will be excited.

And these girls twisted their water snake-like waists, waved their slender hands, and walked towards Ling Hantian. While walking, they unbuttoned their clothes, and the whole attic was full of spring scenery.

Looking at the boundless spring in front of him, Ling Hantian felt a rush of hotness rising in his heart, and the speed of blood flow suddenly accelerated.

"This is just an illusion, how can it mess with my heart."

Ling Hantian let out a soft drink, suppressing the dryness and heat in his body, and sticking to his heart of martial arts.

But at this moment, a red figure gradually emerged. The widow Ya in red palace attire came barefoot. The dry heat rose again.

"Damn it, why did she appear in my heart!"

Ling Hantian yelled angrily, bit his tongue fiercely, and felt a piercing pain, his whole body trembled suddenly, he regained his senses, and the illusion in front of him finally disappeared.

And at this moment, Ling Hantian's sweat soaked his shirt, and at this moment, Yan Song's figure stopped not far in front.

Tightening his hands tightly, Ling Hantian raised his foot again and took a step towards the blue stone ladder, and the phantoms were no longer as dense as before. As Ling Hantian advanced, the gap between him and Yan Song became smaller and smaller.

"This Ling Hantian is almost catching up with Yan Song?"

Sima Nan looked at the slightly thin figure on the bluestone ladder in disbelief, his hands were tightly held together, and a chill rose in his heart for no reason.

"Haha, Ling Shaoxia's heart of martial arts is really firm. He is absolutely invulnerable to evil. Every step is so even. What's even more rare is that he hasn't shown any signs of fatigue until now, showing his deep true energy. This For one thing, I am afraid that even Yan Song can hardly be compared."

Looking at Ling Hantian's figure, Hua Ruoyuan became more and more satisfied, and his eyes showed undisguised admiration. He felt that this time, he might really bet right, and the final crux of the dispute between the crown prince and King Yan might be over. It landed on Ling Hantian's body.

"How could Ling Hantian's true energy surpass Yan Song who is in the third level of body refining? It's just because Yan Song consumed a lot of true energy before."

Sima Nan muttered in a low voice, scolding Yan Song eighteen times in his heart, the majestic 36 league champion was actually overtaken by a humble martial artist with a second level of body training.

At this time, Ling Hantian had already arrived on the stone ladder level with Yan Song, but his eyes suddenly focused, and the pressure like a sea surged in, his body trembled, and an illusion appeared in front of his eyes again.

Ahead is a [-]-meter high mountain. Standing at the foot of the mountain, people only feel their insignificance. When they look up towards the top of the mountain, there is a blue figure with hands behind their backs. It is as rich as jade, standing on the top of the mountain. figure.

As if sensing Ling Hantian's appearance, the man slowly turned around and looked down at Ling Hantian, like a god of the nine heavens looking down on a mortal.

"Ling Tianyang!"

Seeing the man's face, two cold lights suddenly burst out in Ling Hantian's eyes, and his body trembled violently.

This is the scorching sun of the Ling family, a peerless genius who has suffered a lot of humiliation, and now has King Yan's attention, and has an extremely important influence in Tianxuan Kingdom.

The man on the top of the mountain just quietly looked down at Ling Hantian at the foot of the mountain, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.

"No, this is not the real Ling Tianyang, this is my demon."

At this moment, a stream of green streaked across his heart, and Ling Hantian's eyes burst out with two gleams, and he saw through the emptiness.

Seeing through the illusory with his eyes, and not being hindered by the inner demon, Ling Hantian returned to reality, the Wuji Zhenyuan Jue in his body was operating to the extreme, his true essence surged, resisting the heavy pressure on his body, and walked towards the end of the stone ladder step by step.

With the passage of time, more and more candidates were passed on. Currently, there are less than a thousand candidates who are still on the bluestone ladder, and the elimination rate of the first level is mediocre.

Among the less than a thousand candidates, the figure with a heavy knife on his back is the most dominant figure, walking at the forefront of the stone ladder, and nearly a hundred steps behind him is the champion of the 36-city league, Yan Song.

(End of this chapter)