After some presentation, Liu Feitao smiled faintly, then waved his hand, and a white light flew out from his sleeve, landed on the square, and turned into a huge stone stele, the stone stele was white all over, and exuded a faint holy light in the sun.

Liu Feitao smiled faintly and said: "This stele has been blessed by my holy power, and the hardness is no less than that of the top spiritual weapon, in the first round of this selection competition, you will attack this stele with all your strength, and those who can leave traces on it will be able to pass." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and their eyes were a little solemn.

"I'll give it a try!" a young man immediately stepped forward and removed the black iron broadsword from his waist, and then the field erupted, slashing towards the stone tablet with a long roar.

Sonorous......

The big knife slashed on the stone tablet and suddenly sparked, the young man's face suddenly changed slightly, and a huge anti-shock force came from the stone tablet, his arm couldn't help but tremble, giving birth to bursts of soreness, and then he stepped back a few steps.

"It's so hard!" exclaimed the young man.

Everyone ignored him and looked straight towards the stele.

I saw that the stele was unscathed, not even a mark, it was still smooth as a mirror, this scene couldn't help but make everyone gasp.

"It's horrible. ”

"That young man's slash is no less than any false saint. ”

But even so, the stele remained unscathed. ”

Everyone's hearts froze, and the young man who took out the knife was even more dumbfounded, and glanced at the blade in his hand that was broken out of his mouth, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Ha, let me give it a try. ”

Seeing this, Yun Xin took a step forward, took a deep breath, and blasted out with a punch, the fist wind swept away, and the energy made the void vibrate, and it slammed on the stone tablet without reservation.

The stele shook violently, and then a fist mark appeared.

This fist mark is not big, but it is very clear, about three millimeters.

"It is worthy of Yunxin, the power of this punch is really strong. ”

"It's much stronger than ordinary false saints. ”

After Yun Xin's shot, everyone also understood where the limit of this stone tablet was, and they had a sense of proportion, but even so, there were still many warriors who burst out with all their strength and could not leave traces on it, and left in despair.

Sou...... A sharp knife qi slashed through the void and landed on the stone stele, and when the sparks burst out, there was an extra knife mark of nearly one centimeter on the stone stele, which was much more than Yunxin, and the exclamations in the crowd suddenly rose one after another.

"It's so strong!!"

"Kong Feiyu, his knife is sharper. ”

Looking at the black-clothed young man who put away the scimitar like a waning moon, his expression was extremely indifferent, some were bitter, some were jealous, and some were full of high-pitched fighting intent.

At this time, a young man holding a jade fan walked away, and a fluttering palm was lined up on the stone tablet, and a crack suddenly appeared on the stone tablet, and the young man smiled faintly and arched his hand towards everyone, with a humble appearance, which couldn't help but make people feel good.

"Lin Shutong, this person seems to be gentle, but his strength should not be underestimated. ”

"His combat power is by no means inferior to Yunxin, Kong Feiyu and others. ”

Immediately afterwards, several Tianjiao powerhouses went up to hit the stone stele, leaving traces of deep or shallow, showing far more than ordinary pseudo-saints.

Soon, it was Qin Ya's turn.

When Qin Ya walked up, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He smiled indifferently, and then his five fingers were clenched into fists, and the majestic qi and blood roared out, like a hideous blood dragon, slamming into the stone tablet.

Thundered......

The stele trembled violently, and then cracks spread out like a spider's web in the center of the fist, and everyone couldn't help but shrink their pupils when they saw this scene.

"Such a physical body...... Horror!"

"Tsk, this person's body is really terrifying. ”

"If you do, you must be cautious so as not to suffer. ”

Everyone talked about it, shocked by Qin Ya's physical body.

"With the physical body alone, he has the attack power of a pseudo-saint, and if you add arcane and other means, what kind of situation will this person's combat power reach? ”

"This guy was definitely one of the trickiest people in the tryouts. ”

Kong Feiyu, Ye Xiaoyuan and a few other peerless Tianjiao, secretly solemn in their hearts.

After the stone tablet assessment, there were only fifty or sixty people left in the audience, except for Qin Ya, the rest of the people were all pseudo-saints, because he was particularly abrupt.

Liu Feitao glanced at Qin Ya and sighed secretly, if he could, he didn't want Qin Ya to participate in this selection, after all, although the mutation in the Blood Moon Plain has a great chance, but the opportunity is often accompanied by danger, if Qin Ya is successfully selected and enters the Blood Moon Plain, if something happens, this alchemy saint will be gone, this kind of loss will definitely make him feel distressed to death.

But he understood even more that Qin Ya was not only an alchemist, but also a martial artist, after learning that there was such an opportunity, how could he stay in the Yuan Palace and not move, if he didn't let him go, it would lead to the breakdown of the relationship between the two sides.

"Next, everyone will have a ring match!"

"Among the remaining people, choose the strongest ten, and these ten people will also go with me to the Blood Moon Plains to fight for the opportunity. ”

Then, Liu Feitao put away the stone tablet, took out the golden papers, and controlled them to float into everyone's hands, and the golden light suddenly receded, turning into different numbers.

"People with the same number will be opponents, defeat each other, get the opponent's numbers, and you will be able to qualify for the next round of selection, and the venue is this whole square, time, just now when you get the numbers in your hands!"

When Qin Ya heard this, he looked at the number in his hand, which was a seven.

He raised his eyes to look at everyone, and after a while, he found a big man with a strong body, and the big man grinned, and also found Qin Ya.

"Ha, I didn't expect my opponent to be you. After he patted his chest, his figure moved, and he came to Qin Ya, and his tower-like body suddenly blocked the sunlight in front of Qin Ya.

He smiled cruelly and said, "I'm going to blow you up!"

"Oh?" Qin Ya raised his eyebrows and smiled disdainfully, "By you?"

"Hey, kid, today I'm going to let you understand the gap between the Ninth Order and the False Saint. When the words fell, the big man's fist was raised high and smashed down like a hammer.

Qin Ya didn't dodge or dodge, he also blasted out with a punch, and the two fists collided suddenly, and the air flow like a substance swept out, and the bricks and tiles under his feet instantly cracked.

"Get out of the way!" Qin Ya snorted coldly, and his qi and blood suddenly exploded!

In front of this tsunami-like qi and blood, the big man's face couldn't help but change, and then his body was blasted out like a cannonball, and when he stabilized his body, he raised his eyes violently and said with a hideous expression: "Bastard, you give me death!!"

Just as he was about to attack, he saw Qin Ya's figure disappear with a flicker, and when he reappeared, he was less than three meters in front of him, and the thunder flames on his fist surged, whistling with a fierce wind, and blasted towards his chest.

The big man's pupils shrank sharply, and he was shocked by Qin Ya's speed, and then this punch fell on his chest, and in the middle of the day, his body was smashed out again, and it hit a palace wall, and the palace wall exploded violently, and a deep pit several meters deep appeared, and the big man's eyes rolled white, his mouth spat blood, and he passed out.

A pseudo-saint can't hold up Qin Ya's two punches!