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"Ladies and gentlemen, the old man Tianxuanzong Great Elder, Bi Daocheng, presiding over this general sect meeting."

The old man in the green robe swept his gaze across the audience, raised his hand, and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Ling Hantian's eyes narrowed, Bi Daocheng, Bi Shaoqing's uncle, it seems that this time the general sect will be a little interesting.

"The first round of this martial arts meeting is through the wind tunnel in front of you."

Bi Daocheng levitated in the air and began to explain the rules of the first round, "After entering the wind tunnel, you will be attacked by different degrees of wind blades, and you must rush out of the wind tunnel as fast as possible. ”

"If you can't persevere, you will be teleported out of the wind tunnel if you crush the jade medal, but you will also lose the qualification to continue playing."

"Based on your performance in the wind tunnel and the speed at which you can get out of the wind tunnel, the assessment stele will be displayed on your jade medal based on your ranking."

"You have to remember that the ranking in the wind tunnel is extremely important for your next round, and anyone who tries to hide their strength will pay the price for their stupidity in the second round."

Speaking of this, Bi Daocheng reminded with a serious face: "I must remind you that everyone must hold your jade medal before entering the wind tunnel, otherwise they will be treated as intruders and killed." ”

"In addition, during the assessment process, you must not snatch the jade medals of other contestants, otherwise it will also be regarded as an invasion and will be killed."

After announcing the rules, Bi Daocheng sealed his hands and crossed the mysterious trajectory, and the mouth of the wind cave swayed steeply with misty light, followed by a cyan teleportation light array.

"I announce that the first round of assessments will start now."

As Bi Daocheng's words fell, some first-time contestants couldn't help but approach the mouth of the wind tunnel and were eager to try.

In an instant, many of the contestants disappeared into the wind tunnel.

"You remember, the wind tunnel assessment is a process of sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, you must show the strongest strength to resist the headwind and wind blade in the wind tunnel."

Saying that, Hua Ruolei looked at Liu Xiao and Bai Yunfei and reminded: "Don't be reckless, if you can't hold on, crush the jade plate, it's not a shame." ”

As soon as Hua Ruolei's words came out, Bai Yunfei smiled and said with some disbelief: "Dean, you have no confidence in the two of us?" ”

"I don't believe I can't even pass the first level!"

Liu Xiao was obviously not convinced, and shouted in a low voice.

Looking at Bai Yunfei and Liu Xiao's appearance, Hua Ruolei said angrily: "You two boys who don't know the height of the sky, do you know that the elimination rate of this level will reach ninety?" ”

"Reach a ninety percent elimination rate?!"

Bai Yunfei and Liu Xiao looked at each other and were stunned on the spot.

If there is really such a high elimination rate, then among the five of them, there is no doubt that only Blood Sword has a chance to enter the second round, which means that all four of them are just cannon fodder.

And looking at the current situation, the two of them can still only be cannon fodder in cannon fodder.

Coming to such a conclusion, Bai Yunfei and Liu Xiao's faces suddenly became like bitter gourds.

reached a ninety percent elimination rate, and Ling Hantian also secretly smacked his tongue.

The forty-nine countries, the thirty-six major martial arts families, plus the disciples of the general sect, the total number of participants will exceed two thousand, but even these two thousand people, only about two hundred people can enter the second round of the competition.

With such a terrifying elimination rate, it is no wonder that Fujita Jiro would say that Ling Hantian and others came hundreds of thousands of miles away, and they might not even be able to enter the mountain gate.

"Blood Sword, I'm waiting for you in the second round."

Fujita Zhanming, who was shrouded in black robes, experienced from Ling Hantian and the others, and a hoarse sneer came out.

Watching Fujita Zhanming and the others disappear into the wind tunnel, Ling Hantian clearly felt the blood-devouring killing intent circulating in the blood sword's scarlet eyes.

"Blood Sword, don't be influenced by others, be yourself, play well, you will definitely have a chance to fight."

Hua Ruolei was afraid that the Blood Sword would be affected by Fujita Zhanming, which would lead to trouble in the first level.

Because in the previous assessment, there were indeed cases where strong players were eliminated at the first level.

"Don't worry, Dean, I know what to do."

The Blood Sword said coldly, and after speaking, he walked towards the wind cave with the blood-red broadsword on his back, and Ling Hantian and the four of them also followed behind the Blood Sword and walked into the wind tunnel.

As soon as he stepped into the wind tunnel, Ling Hantian felt as if time and space had changed, the wind was all over the sky, if he had entered this wind tunnel a month ago, I am afraid that he would not have been able to stand firm at all.

The howling wind is like a huge wave crashing on the shore, shaking people's ears and buzzing, and the sight is completely useless in it, and it can only rely on perception.

The Nine Shadows Forging Soul Record slowly began to operate, and the powerful soul perception slowly spread.

Ling Hantian's soul was comparable to that of an Acquired Realm martial artist, but other martial artists did not have such a strong perception.

Ling Hantian immediately noticed that some of the contestants could not stand normally at all, their bodies were extremely distorted, and even bloody wounds appeared on their bodies, obviously injured by the wind blades in the wind tunnel.

In the wind tunnel, the headwinds and wind blades that each person bears are set according to the cultivation of the warrior.

Ling Hantian's body was comparable to a treasure weapon, and those whistling wind blades hitting his body had no effect at all.

The sweeping headwind could hardly shake Ling Hantian's body.

This was because Ling Hantian's cultivation was only in the early stage of refining the Sixth Realm, but his actual combat strength was already capable of being a Heavenly Realm martial artist behind the enemy.

"Although these headwinds and wind blades can't have much impact on me, the headwinds here are much more clever than the Wind Circle of the Heavenly Xuanwu Academy, and this is a naturally formed wind tunnel, which just allows me to feel the artistic conception of the wind."

With this thought, Ling Hantian was not in a hurry to rush out of the wind tunnel, he did not urge the True Yuan Protective Body, but he exerted his soul power to the limit to feel every wisp of wind.

At the beginning, Ling Hantian felt that these headwinds and wind blades completely repelled him, an outsider, and constantly impacted his body.

Ling Hantian carefully tasted the frequency of these headwinds impacting, and gradually groped for these headwinds

The frequency of the vibration.

Ling Hantian stood quietly like this, without the resistance of Zhenyuan, letting the headwind blow on his body, feeling the wildness and softness of the wind.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Hantian began to move forward step by step, the more he walked into the wind tunnel, the faster the wind speed became, and the wind blade became stronger and stronger, but Ling Hantian still didn't resist at all.

Gradually, the headwind was already able to blow Ling Hantian's body around, but Ling Hantian completely gave up resistance and let the headwind blow him off the ground, constantly retreating.

Ling Hantian adjusted the posture of his body in the headwind, adapting to the direction of the wind and the power of the wind.

When he retreated to a certain extent, Ling Hantian pushed forward a little harder, and then let the headwind blow him backwards.

The cycle continued on and on, Ling Hantian didn't know how many times he had been blown back by the headwind, and the clothes on his whole body were now blown to pieces, revealing solid and well-proportioned muscles.

At this moment, Ling Hantian opened his eyes violently, and his body swam like a fish.

Ling Hantian's body was unexpectedly unaffected by those headwinds, and even after those wind blades hit Ling Hantian's body, they turned into a soft breeze.

In one's element!

This is the true portrayal of Ling Hantian at this time.

"This wind tunnel is really a good place, if I hadn't come to participate in this general sect meeting, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get this opportunity."

Ling Hantian swam in the headwind, carefully recalling the artistic conception of the wind that he had just comprehended.

Artistic conception, to put it simply, is a kind of material law, rule.

Everything in the world has its most essential attributes, such as water flowing downward, which is the effect of the law of gravity.

The artistic conception of wind is the same, and it also has the attribute of wind.

With this trip to the wind tunnel, it can be said that Ling Hantian has taken a crucial step in the comprehension of the artistic conception of the wind.

"The comprehension of artistic conception is by no means something that can be completed overnight, and now is the time to go out."