Asura Martial System

Heartforce curled his lips and said angrily, "What is this guy doing? He is shouting at them without any manners."    

Although he thought so in his heart, he was very happy.    

Jiu Chongfeng and the others sat on the spectator stand. Jiu Chongfeng stood up and pressed his hands down. The scene instantly quieted down.    

"The qualification assessment competition will begin now. I hope that the participating disciples will give it their all."    

As soon as Jiu Chongfeng finished speaking, an inner circle elder said, "Participating disciples, please come here and draw your lots."    

"Let's go, I hope the two of us won't draw lots."    

"Haha, what are you afraid of? We'll just do our best, it won't be shameful even if we lose."    

Zhao Xin and Wei Qiwu walked towards the audience seating area.    

There were more than 80 disciples participating in the competition this time. Although there were 5000 of them, 80 of them wasn't a big deal. However, these 80 people were undoubtedly people who were competing for the qualification spots.    

In other words, these 80 people were the strongest force in the Holy Ruins Sect.    

Zhao Xin had just walked to the spectator stand to draw the lots when Lu Wuyan walked to Zhao Xin's side and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Zhao, you have to pay attention to Jun Tianlan secretly plotting against you. Sect Leader said that if you are not a match for him, you will immediately shout and surrender. He will personally save you."    

Jun Tianlan?    

This fellow really wanted to go crazy. He must not let him meet him, otherwise, he would make Jun Tianlan spit feces out of his mouth.    

"Since senior disciple Lu doesn't want to fight with me over Wan Er, then there's nothing for me to worry about. If Jun Tianlan dares to come and let him do whatever he wants, I won't have the courage to face senior disciple Wan Er if I'm scared."    

Zhao Xin clenched his fists under his sleeve, and his eyes were filled with determination.    

Lu Wuyan turned around and left.    

Soon, it was Zhao Xin's turn to draw lots.    

"Number three?"    

The inner sect elder said, "Disciple, please step onto the third ring. Your opponent will be on the stage soon."    

Zhao Xin turned around and looked at the ring that was dozens of meters tall. Without the cultivation level from the Core Formation Stage, there was no way for him to fly up. This was also the first standard to test the strength of a disciple.    

If he couldn't even fly up, what right did he have to challenge someone else?    

"Junior disciple, you can do it!"    

Ren Wan'er said to Zhao Xin in a low voice.    

Zhao Xin said in a low voice, "Senior sister is very beautiful today. Let's wait for junior brother and husband to get first place."    

"Not serious. What junior brother and husband? It's all nonsense. I didn't say I wanted to marry you."    

"If you don't want to marry me, who do you want to marry? Don't tell me you want to marry Jun Tianlan?"    

"I don't want to marry that bastard."    

"Then you want to marry me? Haha!"    

Zhao Xin smiled and walked down from the spectator stand. Ren Wan'er looked at Zhao Xin's back as he left. She scolded him in a low voice. Her eyes were full of love.    

Jiu Chongfeng naturally noticed the exchange of thoughts between the two. He looked at Zhao Xin with interest. If Zhao Xin did not have the strength to protect Ren Wan'er, he would not agree that Ren Wan'er liked Zhao Xin.    

This was the world.    

Zhao Xin came to the bottom of the third ring. The Profound Qi surged. The force of his two feet instantly soared into the sky and steadily landed on the ring.    

The stage was about a hundred square meters in size. The floor underneath his feet was made of special Earth Spirit Stone. This kind of Spirit Stone was extremely hard, and even Gong Xuan Stage warriors could destroy it.    

There were people going on stage one after another in the seventeen rings. There were more than eighty people in each ring, and there were seventeen rings. Each ring had two people, and they were going on stage in two rounds.    

Thirty-four people flew onto the arenas.    

Bang!    

Suddenly, a loud sound spread out, followed by loud laughter.    

"Hahaha, Luo Feilong actually dares to participate in the competition."    

"Look at his miserable appearance, this is so funny!"    

"Hey, damn fatty, does it hurt to fall from such a high height?"    

The crowd burst into laughter. They saw dust rising from the bottom of the seventh ring. When the dust dispersed, Zhao Xin finally saw a fatty fall down from the ground.    

Tsk tsk, it hurt just thinking about it.    

"It hurts, it hurts!"    

Luo Feilong's face twisted in pain. He rubbed the fat on his body and muttered.    

Zhao Xin took a closer look and realized that the fat man was the fat man he had met in Great Green Mountain who was preparing to sneak attack him.    

Luo Feilong stood up and shook his head, which was full of fat. He activated the Profound Qi and once again jumped into the arena.    

"Again!"    

This time, he narrowly landed on the edge of the arena and did not fall down. Seeing the funny way of entering the arena, it once again caused the crowd to laugh.    

"Hey, you are Zhao Xin?"    

Zhao Xin turned around and saw a big and strong man standing behind him.    

"I am. Are you my opponent?"    

Wu Gang cupped his fists and said, "Inner sect disciple Wu Gang, fifth level of the Core Formation Stage."    

Zhao Xin cupped his fists in return and said, "Pill Hall disciple Zhao Xin, Core Condensation Level 4, greets senior brother."    

Very quickly, two participating disciples stood on the seventeen rings.    

Suddenly, seventeen silhouettes jumped up and rushed towards the rings. They were all outer circle Sect Elders, and they were the judges.    

One of them landed between Zhao Xin and Wu Gang.    

The judge calmly said, "There are only three rules. Whoever is knocked out of the arena's range will be the loser, and if the opponent sneak-attacked, the one who attacked will be the loser. Three, no Confluent Spirit Beast can be used, and no Immortal Apparatus above the Three Stars can be used."    

In fact, the last rule sounded like nonsense to everyone.    

Those who had the Confluent Spirit Beast were no different from those super families or Great Power. There were only a handful of people in the entire Five Prefectures Realm who had the Confluent Spirit Beast.    

The Confluent Spirit Beast was not something that anyone could subdue. Many Demonic Beasts would rather commit suicide than become cultivator's servant.    

As for Three Stars Immortal Apparatus?    

Don't joke around. There was probably not a single ___ Immortal Apparatus in the entire Five Prefectures Realm. The most famous two star Immortal Apparatus was Jun Tianlan's Four Saint Feather Fan. Even Jiu Chongfeng's weapon was only a two star Immortal Apparatus.    

There was no Immortal Master in the entire Five Prefectures Realm, and the Immortal Apparatus was even rarer.    

Most of the people used low grade Spirit Artifact, so Wei Qiwu and Mu Sa agreed to take out a one-star Immortal Apparatus Silver Dragon Blade during Zhao Xin's disciple examination.    

"Did you hear me clearly?"    

The referee asked again.    

The two nodded.    

"Let's begin." After the referee finished speaking, he retreated to the edge of the arena.    

Countless disciples raised their spirits and watched the battles on the seventeen arenas.    

When Jiu Chongfeng saw the situation on the third ring, his expression changed slightly. "Wu Gang? I heard that Wu Gang's strength is almost invincible among his peers. His dagger and saber techniques are extremely ferocious."    

Ren Wan'er's expression changed slightly when she heard her father's words. She looked at Zhao Xin who was on the third ring and could not help but worry.    

Her gaze returned to the ring.    

Wu Gang's eyes turned ferocious. In an instant, he exerted his strength and his figure turned into a shadow that attacked Zhao Xin.    

Zhao Xin's body sank. The Profound Qi under his feet pressed against the ground and a punch was thrown at him.    

He raised his arm to block.    

Bang!    

Zhao Xin was knocked back a few meters by the punch. His arms were numb. Wu Gang snorted coldly and kicked him.    

Bang!    

The flying kick swept across, and Zhao Xin was sent flying nearly ten meters away. He was almost sent flying out of the edge of the arena.    

"Fight back, you piece of trash."    

Wu Gang sneered disdainfully. "Jun Tianlan promised me that he would kill you, so he gave me a one-star Immortal Apparatus. Your life is very valuable."    

"Killing you so easily is too boring. I will trample you under my feet in front of Ren Wan'er."    

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Gang's figure disappeared in a flash. In the next moment, he appeared next to Zhao Xin and threw a punch at him. The wind produced by the punch was whistling, causing Zhao Xin's eardrums to ring.    

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