Mo Zhiyu raised his hand, signaled the disciples on his side to be calm, and then said: "Now is the martial arts competition, there is nothing more important than the competition on the stage." ”

Gongsun Yunjie also quieted down the people on his side, and then nodded and said, "Yes." It's a pity that I can't see your wonderful performance this year, and I don't know if I have a chance next year. ”

Mo Zhi smiled: "There will be a chance." ”

At this time, a voice interjected and said, "This is the testing ground of the Phantom Yuan Realm, the people of the Lun Ling Realm, I'm afraid they can't stand it, right?" ”

Everyone looked at the sound at the same time, and Mo Zhiyu saw Wu Youwen.

Mo Zhiyu knew that Wu Youwen was very unhappy to be suppressed by a person from the Lun Spirit Realm before, and he was bullied like that by Wanwan, who had an affair with Mo Zhiyu, in short, Mo Zhiyu was another person to provoke. However, Mo Zhiyu didn't expect that Wu Youwen would be so unbreathable that he would jump out at this time to be a clown.

So Mo Zhiyu smiled faintly and said, "Brother Wu is too worried. ”

Wu Youwen was present this time with his fellow disciples and brothers, and he spoke much harder: "Once you get acquainted, I am for your good." After all, your realm is too far behind, and you are only in the middle of the Lun Spirit Realm. If it hurts somewhere, it's not good. ”

"Thank you, Brother Wu, for your concern." Mo Zhiyu still kept smiling, "We can be regarded as having a friendship of sharing hardships and hardships, I hope you can have a good result, Brother Wu." ”

Mo Zhiyu's words were like cotton, easily blocking Wu Youwen's words. But these words obviously reminded Wu Youwen that when they were in Linqi, Mo Zhiyu saved Wu Youwen. An Illusory Yuan Realm was saved by someone from the Lun Spirit Realm, but it was a great shame.

Wu Youwen clenched his fists, and he couldn't think of words to refute for a while. At this moment, Wu Youwen's name was shouted on the stage. Wu Youwen glanced at Mo Zhiyu with contempt, after all, he was the one who was able to participate in this Sword Conference!

Then Wu Youwen turned around and walked up to the high platform.

The person in charge of the test was the elder of the Sword Heng Sect, and he simply said some precautions to Wu Youwen, and then said, "Please stand in front of the crystal ball and instill Yuan Power into it, not too much, just a little." ”

Wu Youwen walked up to the crystal ball and put his hand on the crystal ball. He knew that the crystal ball of this test was measured by yuan force, and only a little yuan force was enough, but the more yuan force, the higher the score of the test.

He looked at the people under the stage, and exerted his strength, and Yuan Li surged into the crystal ball from the palm of his hand, and the entire crystal ball quickly lit up. Wu Youwen was a Yuanli monk of the earth line, so the crystal ball was filled with a rich camel-colored air current.

The elder of the Sword Heng Sect nodded: "The early stage of the Illusory Yuan Realm is second-class, not bad." ”

Hearing this evaluation, Wu Youwen couldn't help laughing, he was very satisfied with this result, and at the same time, he also heard the discussion in the audience, and he was even more satisfied.

"The second rank in the early stage of the Illusory Yuan Realm, there are not many sect disciples who can reach this level today, right?"

"In previous years, most of them were in the third class and the second class, but now they are in the second class, and they will reach the finals!"

“”

Gongsun Yunya, who was standing beside Mo Zhiyu, looked at Mo Zhiyu's unmoved face, guessing that Mo Zhiyu didn't know the rules of this kind of test very well, so he explained: "With the Yuan Force test level, it is generally divided into A, B, C, D, and four grades, which represents this person's Yuan Force potential. Especially in the early stage of the Phantom Yuan Realm, this is the entry period of the Phantom Yuan Realm, and the evaluation of the second class is very promising in the future. ”

Mo Zhiyu looked at him with a smile and said, "I see, what about the drumming?" ”

At this time, the elders of the Sword Heng Sect on the stage let Wu Youwen walk in front of the big drum. Wu Youwen is full of confidence because of the results just now. He picked up the drumstick, and with all his strength, struck it on the drum.

"Boom!" A loud drum sounded. Immediately after, "Knock knock knock!" Six loud bangs rang again, seven loud noises in total.

The elder of the Sword Heng Sect smiled again and nodded: "The physique is second-class, not bad." ”

Gongsun Yunya in the audience continued to explain to Mo Zhiyu: "Drumming is a test of the strong horizon of **. Because the sword conference is more than the last battle, most of the people who participate in the battle are military cultivation, and the strong horizontal of the first is an important combat strength. Wu Youwen is now less than twenty years old, and with such an evaluation, it can be said that it is promising. ”

Mo Zhiyu nodded slightly, smiled and said, "That's the case." ”

"Both ratings are good, and I am included in Team C." The elders of the Sword Heng Sect recorded the results and ended the test.

In the applause of everyone, Wu Youwen walked down the stone steps from the high platform like a hero, looking at Mo Zhiyu. He thinks that one thing needs to be proven, this is not Linqi, everything in the past is gone. This is the Sword Debate Conference, and some people don't even have the qualifications to play.

And when he just walked in front of Mo Zhiyu, the voice of the elder of the Sword Heng Sect sounded on the high platform: "Next, Mo Zhiyu!" ”

Wu Youwen's originally smug look instantly turned into extreme surprise, and the people on Gongsun Yunjie's side also looked at Mo Zhiyu in surprise. Because from beginning to end, they didn't detect the fluctuation of the Yuan Force belonging to the Illusory Yuan Realm from Mo Zhiyu.

However, even if it is a hidden strength, it is impossible to hide it so deep like the Ink Delirium, or rather, the Ink Delirium's control over the Yuan Force has exceeded their imagination?!

Mo Zhiyu politely waved his hand to a few people around him and walked to the high platform. Wu Youwen's face twitched, his hands couldn't help but tremble a little, and he clenched his fists tremblingly. He didn't feel any coercion from Mo Zhiyu, but he felt the fear from the bottom of his heart.

Unlike Wanwan, Wanwan is powerful, but Zhang Yang, from the beginning he knew the disparity in strength with her. However, Mo Zhiyu, he couldn't see clearly, when did this young man become strong, he didn't know! If he was already in the Phantom Yuan Realm when he was in Linco, then he would have already caused a big trouble at that time!

Mo Zhiyu walked up to the high platform and saluted to the elders of the Sword Heng Sect. The elder routinely said the precautions he had told Wu Youwen before to Mo Zhiyu, and then pointed to the crystal ball and said, "Please stand in front of the crystal ball and instill Yuan Li into it, not too much, just a little." ”

Mo Zhiyu walked in front of the crystal ball, pressed his hand on the crystal ball, and then only released a little bit of yuan force into it, and the crystal ball suddenly shone brightly, gold and fire were intertwined with psychedelic colors, surprising everyone's eyes.

The Sword Heng Sect Elder's face, which had only been smiling from beginning to end, finally showed surprise: "Illusory Yuan Realm Early Stage First Grade!" ”

"I'll be waiting for you in the finals!" - The next chapter is a genius one by one