Chapter 86: The Test (Part 1)

At the beginning of spring, Luoxia City is still covered with snow, and patches of snow fall on the blue sky.

The Ye family is very lively all the time, and the annual test and martial arts competition is in full swing.

Like the stars falling all over the starry sky, the magnificent Wutai is located and lies on the blue stone road, and the sound of Taoist shouts explodes around like thunder.

Even though it drew bursts of thunderous applause, the invisible terrifying energy shot out in all directions, and when it reached the edge of the martial platform, a curtain of light glowing with white light blocked it.

There are several figures on the martial platform around, but the most central martial platform is extremely abnormal.

Dressed in white martial robes, dozens of young men with different strengths and weaknesses stood in a row, and the leader was Ye Tian, whose long hair was neatly tied behind his back, and the long sword was matched with it, which looked extremely elegant, and the fluctuations in the aura that were inadvertently revealed on his body caused a burst of amazement from the crowd below.

In the martial arts realm, in just a few months, Ye Tian finally broke through the bottleneck of the first martial arts, and at this moment, it seemed that Ye Tian was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge.

Ye Wen's face was indifferent, his eyes were like a materialized sword and coldly swept around, the figure in the audience shook, but there was no trace of Ye Chen's figure, seeing this, Ye Wen's eyes inadvertently flashed a trace of gloom and complexity, and his yellowed right hand slowly poked out of his sleeve, and immediately released.

"Descendants, the test begins!" The tidal cheer slowly floated out of the mouth of the old man next to Ye Wenzhou, resounding throughout the sky.

As the old man's words fell,

Dozens of powerful breaths poured out from the bodies of dozens of white-robed young men, and the eyes of the people around them were full of fire when they looked at the dozens of figures.

The applause around was obviously also for the dozens of white-robed teenagers, compared to the thunderous applause around them, a corner of the martial arts platform seemed extremely silent, forming a sharp contrast, where there were also dozens of teenagers standing side by side, dressed in ordinary black martial robes, and the aura on their bodies was also extremely weak.

And the leader is a young man dressed in green clothes, with an ordinary face, but he has an elegant atmosphere, like a scholar, with a slender figure and a shallow smile on his face, he gently shook the feather fan in his hand, and the feather fan slowly pointed towards Wutai, and said lightly: "The strength of the descendants of the disciples should not be underestimated!"

Standing side by side for the young man in Tsing Yi was a man, his resolute face and thick body looked extremely strong, Tie Jing slowly untied the giant sword behind him, and then suddenly thrust it into the ground, and several cracks slowly spread along the tip of the sword on the blue-gray floor.

Ye Tiejing, a few months ago, was only the eighth layer of the first martial arts, but now he has actually reached the peak of the first martial arts, and his cultivation speed is not bad.

And the young man in Tsing Yi is Ye Wushuang, the breath fluctuation on his body is only about the peak of the sixth layer of the first martial arts, and his dark eyes flash a trace of light from time to time, compared to a few months ago, Ye Wushuang at this moment is obviously much more mature, his face has taken off his former childishness, the feather fan is waving, and the smile between the corners of his mouth makes people look unconvinced.

"Today is the time for testing, presumably Young Master Chen will be coming!" Slowly waving the feather fan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and Ye Wushuang's gaze couldn't help but fall into the distance.

There were snowflakes flying there, but Ye Wushuang seemed to see a slightly thin figure slowly stepping into the air.

Hearing this, Ye Tiejing's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of heat, and he immediately nodded and said, "The young master will rush back!"

Yes, Ye Wushuang always believed that Ye Chen would rush back, and the months of preparation were not just for this moment, and then his eyes slowly looked towards the hundreds of children behind him, feeling Ye Wushuang's gaze, hundreds of children couldn't help but raise their heads proudly, which was in stark contrast to the sighs of the other children around him.

With the assistance of the elixir, hundreds of disciples of the Elder Martial Arts almost fluctuated up and down in the sixth layer of the Beginning Martial Arts, and now they could not be underestimated at all. The children of Ye Wushuang are usually in their early twenties, and their blood is strong, and only young people can have the idea of rebelling against their descendants.

"Ye Ziming!" The deep shouts of the Ye family elders resounded in the sky like thunder, and Ye Wushuang couldn't help but look towards the martial arts platform in astonishment.

The familiar figure slowly stepped out from among the many white-robed youths, and the aura exuded from his body was like a sharp sword, surrounded by a little wind true qi that bounced away the rest of the white-robed youths around him, seeing this, Ye Wushuang smiled playfully, it seems that the discipline hall in March still hasn't worn away Ye Ziming's sharp energy.

The steps were like thunder, Ye Ziming's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, and immediately felt Ye Wushuang's gaze, the corners of his mouth flashed a little mockery, his eyes looked at Ye Wushuang indifferently, his right hand slowly poked out from his sleeve, and put it towards the test stone, and the pale cyan true qi surged out like a tide, and immediately hit the test stone.

The originally dull test stone shines like the summer sun,

A slightly cyan light burst out.

The brilliance was still the same, and the gasps swept through the audience like a raging wind and falling leaves, and Ye Wen, who had originally closed his eyes and recuperated, couldn't help but open his eyes, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Ye Ziming, the peak of the eighth layer of the first martial arts!" The old man's cloudy eyes couldn't help but show a hint of relief, testing dozens of descendants, Ye Ziming's cultivation is undoubtedly the strongest, maybe after many years, the Ye family can appear again as a martial arts realm martial artist.

The proudest of all the people was undoubtedly Ye Hao, his face was full of red light, and he was extremely polite to deal with the congratulations of the other elders around him, looking high-spirited.

Listening to the bursts of exclamations from the crowd, the smile on Ye Ziming's face was even a little more, he was young and vigorous, and his vanity was extremely satisfied, and he immediately looked at Ye Wushuang mockingly, slowly raised his right hand, and suddenly fell, pointing at Ye Wushuang, as if telling Ye Wushuang that this is the gap.

Waving a feather fan, smiling faintly, and mocking without words, just a look is enough, and that look is like looking at a clown.

"Although the pill can assist his cultivation to soar, it is difficult for Ye Ziming and his ilk to become a great weapon after all!" Ye Wushuang shook his head slowly, and the pale cyan true qi slowly flowed out from the feather fan, and then dissipated, although he knew that his physique was not good, Ye Wushuang still did not give up his cultivation, and he cultivated all the time, even at this moment.

Ye Tiejing nodded in agreement, his eyes glanced slightly, the diligence of the young man in front of him was like a madman, compared to those descendants who took pills, he was indeed qualified to say this.

"Next, Ye Tian!"

In the midst of the exclamation, the old man's voice suddenly sounded, overpowering the long whispering sound.

With the sound, there was silence around Wutai, and the eyes of each with different emotions looked towards Ye Tian, who was like a starry moon among the white-robed youths.

With an indifferent face, ignoring the adoring gazes around him, Ye Tian slowly took a step, and immediately shot like a streamer to the side of the test stone.

The girl's pink-white right hand slammed towards the test, and in an instant, a silver light that was impossible to look at shot out in vain, and the entire test stone continued to vibrate.

The old man's trembling voice also sounded at this moment: "Martial arts refining layer!"

Gasps sprung up from the corners, adoring, marveling, amazed, and proud eyes projected towards the back.

Ye Wen's right hand did not tremble, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was immediately covered up again.

Arching his hand to the old man, Ye Tian jumped towards the crowd, and many white-robed young men automatically made way for him.

"Next, Ye Chen!"

The old man regained his excitement, his eyes slowly glanced towards the roster, and he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say bitterly.

The old man's words were like throwing a boulder into a flat lake, and the audience also boiled, whispering continuously.

Unlike just now, the faces of the people around him were full of banter and anticipation, but after a few moments, there was still no one in sight