After Qian Bufan finished speaking, he returned to his seat.
As soon as the words fell, the disciples received the flares and selected the weapons that suited them.
Then more than a thousand people marched into the forest.
"Junior Brother Yin Hua."
Xue Jing suddenly spoke.
"Um."
Yin Huaxuan nodded.
He blew a bone whistle, and hundreds of birds flew out from the Rare Beast Peak, some flew into the forest, and some circled in the sky.
......
A cup of tea.
A blast of arrows resounded through the sky.
Afterwards, a steward from the inner sect returned, dragging the body of a black leopard. The black panther was as big as a calf, its eyes were as big as copper bells, and a look of cruelty was still frozen on its face.
The fatal wound was in the throat, but it was cut off with one sword without a drop of blood being shed.
Because the wound has been frozen.
"Ying Bing, one point." Qian Bufan nodded in amazement.
"There are quite a few disciples who can kill ninth-grade exotic beasts, but it is difficult to do it so cleanly and neatly without using any extra strength."
Yin Huaxuan's eyes flashed.
"Even though I suppressed my realm to the Qi and Blood realm, I still couldn't do this."
Xue Jing was amazed.
"Xiao Bing'er didn't seem to have any actual combat experience before."
Shang Wu's almond-shaped eyes sparkled.
The first time I killed a strange beast, it was like killing a chicken.
There used to be many extremely talented disciples who were obviously very powerful, but when faced with strange beasts, they were intimidated by their aura and could only exert 30% of their full strength.
Some people, on the other hand, become stronger and braver as they face stronger opponents, like herself.
Shang Wu called it the innate fighting holy body.
"My dear disciple, why haven't you made any movement yet?"
Master held his chin with one hand, his sleepy eyes half open, and seemed about to fall asleep again.
Woo——
Another sound of arrow firing was heard.
"Li Mo, kill a ninth-grade early stage alien beast!"
The strange beast dragged back by the inner sect deacon made many elders fall into deep thought.
After looking for a long time, Xue Jing hesitated and said:
"Is this thing... a winged snake?"
Let’s be honest.
If Old Xue hadn't just used the scales of the winged snake to make medicine, he really wouldn't have recognized what this thing was.
The head of this "snake corpse" was blown to pieces, its fangs were broken, and all the bones in its body were broken, causing the long snake body to be squeezed into a ball, like a can that was flattened by someone's foot.
So brutal.
They are completely different from Ying Bing.
Qian Bufan held his fat belly and fell into deep thought:
"Junior Brother Shang Wu, isn't Li Mo practicing... swordsmanship?"
"He has also mastered the Liuhequan."
Shang Wu spread her hands, indicating that it had nothing to do with her.
Yin Huaxuan picked up a piece of snake tooth:
"The strongest part of the Winged Fang Snake's body is its fangs, but they were shattered along with its body by a punch."
"This kid's current realm is no lower than Ying Bing's."
"And he also practiced some kind of horizontal training technique?"
Xue Jing's scalp tingled.
The elders had no objection. With their keen eyesight, they could tell a lot from the traces of battle.
Judging from the results of the battle against the early ninth-grade monster, Li Mo's performance is not inferior to Ying Bing.
But the elders opened their mouths, not knowing whether to praise or not.
This fighting style is too similar to someone else's...
The Qingyuan Sect already has a headache just having Shang Wu!
What if there's a second one?!
"Alas, Old Xue, you are so confused. Why didn't you accept Li as your disciple at that time?"
"?? My quota for true disciples is full, but Elder Qian has a quota, why doesn't he accept it!"
"I wanted to take it back then, but Junior Brother Shang Wu got there first."
"You are confused!"
"Is it too late to stop him from going astray?"
The elders sighed.
Shang Wuteng stood up, one hand on his waist, the other hand clenched his fist so hard that it made a creaking sound:
"You can steal my girl if you want. Whoever beats me will be my precious disciple."
The stage suddenly became quiet.
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