Chapter 0209 The First Perfect Score!

Qin Wushuang was about to take a step, when Zhou Fu came up behind him and encouraged him: Master Wushuang, come on, we are in the camp of true core disciples, waiting for you! "

Qin Wushuang looked at Zhou Fu's clear eyes, without any hypocrisy, sincerity and heartfelt feelings, and nodded solemnly: "Okay, gentlemen promise, see you or leave!"

Zhou Fu smiled sweetly: "I am a daughter, but I am not a gentleman, but my senior sister believes in you, and you will break through easily!" Qin Wushuang nodded, and walked towards the north of the square.

Senior disciples, among all the disciples of the Star Luo Palace, although they are only the second echelon, they are actually the elites of the Star Luo Palace after all.

After all, there are about tens of thousands of disciples in Xingluo Palace, and apart from the ninety-six core members, there are only six hundred senior disciples. The rest are just junior disciples.

Speaking of which, high-level disciples are also good seedlings selected from various places, but they are not predestined to be core disciples, but some of them are already innate.

It's just that some innates are not self-realized, but rely on the assistance of Xiantian Pills to break through, so they have lost the opportunity to be promoted to core disciples.

But this doesn't mean that they don't want to compete. According to the rules, if they can get the top three, they don't have the title of core disciple, but they can be authorized to enter Lingyun Main Peak to practice

It is also a very attractive temptation to enjoy some of the benefits of core disciples without a title.

Of course, basically, the top three in the assessment over the years are basically those who have entered into innate self-awareness.

In history, there have also been times when the acquired powerhouse successfully won the top three places and was directly promoted.

For such an outlier, Xingluo Palace will make an exception and give the best innate primordial elixir to attack the innate and stabilize their status as core disciples.

After listening to the content of the assessment, Qin Wushuang had already made up his mind. He was confident that this level of test assessment should not be too difficult for him.

But considering the fact that there are some innate masters among the senior disciples, he dare not take it lightly. After all, the top three places are limited, and the ranking needs to be summarized.

Therefore, Qin Wushuang decided to go all out, display all his abilities, and strive to break through with a full score. In this way, he would not have to worry about Jing being squeezed out of the top three spots by other innate senior disciples. Lose quota. "Senior Brother Qin..." Suddenly a voice shouted from behind.

Tai Wushuang looked back and saw that it was Yan Feng whom he met in Vientiane Valley last time. Qin Wushuang was overjoyed: "It's you? Are you also taking part in this senior disciple assessment?"

Yan Feng smiled wryly and said, "I'm only a ninth-tier true martial artist. I'm an acquired powerhouse, so I don't have any competitiveness at all. Among the senior disciples, I heard that there are 20 or 30 innate-level ones. It's not my turn to be in the top three. I'm just going to take part in it on a routine basis, and I'll just try to keep my ranking in the assessment not lower than last year." His mouth moved again, and he wanted to ask something, but he didn't.

Qin Wushuang knew what he was thinking, and said in a low voice: "I've already got everything, so don't worry. After the assessment, I'll fight you myself. I'll give it to you now. There are many ears, but it's not beautiful."

A gleam of ecstasy flashed in Yan Feng's eyes, then he settled down and nodded in agreement.

"Pay attention, come up one by one and get your number plates."

Six hundred senior disciples, each with a number plate. Qin Wushuang got the number plate, which happened to be number one hundred. And Yan Feng is No. 2011.

Qin Wushuang looked at the fanatical senior disciples all around, and felt emotional: "This assessment seems simple, but the rules are actually very cruel. Out of 600 people, five places are selected. Only three are directly promoted, and the other two, Still have to compete. With this probability, most people are destined to accompany the exam. But looking at these people, they are so fanatical, and there are not many people who are as calm as Yan Feng and have a clear self-positioning. It shows that the atmosphere of this exam is not good. What a fanatic." "Every ten people, ranked according to the number, go to the assessment field with the team leader. The first assessment content is the weapon assessment, with a full score of 100."

The top ten numbered ones, upon hearing this announcement, immediately frantically followed the leader. The assessment time was obviously not long. After about half a quarter of an hour, this group of people returned.

Judging from their expressions, they were obviously a little frustrated. Obviously, the result of the first assessment did not satisfy most of them. when. After a while, they arrived at Qin Wushuang's group. Qin Wushuang smiled slightly, and said to Yan Feng: "I'll go first." Followed the leader and walked towards the assessment site. Those in charge of assessing them are all the deacons of Star Luo Palace, all of them are congenitally strong, and one of the chief deacons said indifferently: "These ten deacons are your examiners. You use weapons to fight against them. Learn from each other and assess your proficiency in the use of weapons, attack power and destructive power. Please correspond to the examiner according to the mantissa of each serial number. Do you see the clay puppets behind the examiner? If your attack power is in the examiner's Under defense, if you break a clay puppet, you can get ten points. A total of ten, a total of one hundred points. Time is limited, please cherish every breath of time."

Qin Wushuang was secretly awe-inspiring. It's no wonder that so many batches of disciples in the previous assessment were mostly downcast. Under the defense of the innate level deacon, it is really not easy to break through their defense and destroy the clay puppets behind them. thing. Especially acquired martial artists, it is very difficult to scrape second. "Don't worry about gains and losses. These examiners will suppress their strength. It is impossible to push them with all their strength. You don't have to participate in the assessment. Everyone will not get a point."

The corner of Qin Wushuang's mouth moved, showing a playful smile. I think your words are too absolute, everyone can't get a point? At least he, Qin Wushuang, didn't believe this evil, and with a twitch of his mouth, he said to the examination deacon with the ending number zero: "Mr. Examiner, I'm going to do it."

The examiner saw Qin Wushuang's weird smile earlier, and he had noticed in his heart that the senior disciple Xindao seemed very dissatisfied, but I wanted to see if he had real skills. "Start at the beginning, remember, there is only one hundred breaths."

Qin Wushuang held a snake-shaped soft whip in his hand, and said leisurely: "One hundred breaths is enough."

But he thought to himself: "I only need twenty breaths."

As soon as the words fell, the long whip shot out from the sleeve, whistling and dancing, and attacked the deacon. With this whip, Qin Wushuang didn't suppress his strength at all. As soon as he was urged by his innate aura, the long whip immediately circled around like a spirit snake, swallowing a strange arc stack, which made the deacon unable to grasp the angle for a while.

"Good guy!" The deacon gave a secret praise, flicked his sleeves, and a blast of wind flew out, and his sleeves suddenly opened like a pair of rank umbrellas made of fine steel, forming a shield of stellar energy, covering Qin A pile of unparalleled snake-shaped soft whips. Qin Wushuang chuckled, "Juan defends."

I have to admit that this deacon's methods are indeed unusual, and his strength is indeed suppressed. But how could Qin Wushuang be comparable to ordinary senior disciples? He had no intention of entanglement at all, he suddenly lifted his footsteps, and his body twisted like a slippery fish. The snake-shaped soft whip suddenly made a bend, wrapping directly around the deacon's waist.

The deacon seemed to have oil on his waist, he rolled it up, got rid of Qin Wushuang's blow, and shouted: "Ten breaths away." Qin Wushuang sneered: "So what?" The long whip hurriedly approached, Swept across the deacon's legs again. "Hey, you want to hurt me? It's not that easy?" The deacon seemed to have springs installed on his feet, and jumped up suddenly, avoiding Qin Wushuang's whip again. Qin Wushuang laughed, and suddenly raised his left hand, and a red glow came out of his hand. At the same time, the snake-shaped soft whip flicked upwards, preventing the deacon from falling.

In this way, the innate spiritual power raised by the long whip can support the deacon's falling momentum, making him dare not fall easily. But at this time, the red light, like a raging dragon, had already rushed past the deacon's defense range, as if it was a creature endowed with spiritual power, it smashed down the ten clay puppets. brush! The sword energy swept across, cutting across in a row. The ten clay puppets coincidentally were neatly centered and cut into two sections.

Qin Wushuang grabbed the void with his left hand, and the Ziyang sword flew back upside down, returning to his back. Qin Wushuang drew back the long whip, then retreated leisurely, stood up with arms crossed, and said with a smile, "Twenty breaths, how about it?" The deacon chuckled, "It's cut into two pieces, but it's not broken, so it doesn't count. Smiling and said: "Then you have a look. The deacon turned his head curiously, and at this glance, the ten clay puppets seemed to have made an appointment, and suddenly they shattered on the ground with a crash, turning into powder.

The deacon laughed loudly, gave a thumbs up and said, "That's right, young man, with your skill, how can you be just a senior disciple?" "It's too late to start, so I can only follow the rules." So, what's your name?"

"Qin Wushuang."

"You are Qin Wushuang?" The deacon was dumbfounded, and then laughed dumbfounded, "I see. You are Qin Wushuang, so it's no wonder. Haha, I heard that when you first started, the second hall master personally applied for the quota of core disciples for you. Then It's you? That's right, it's ten times better to speak with practical actions than to go through the back door." "That's just the love of the teacher." Qin Wushuang saw that the other party was polite and not arrogant, but asked, "Master Examiner, I don't know if this time, Is it a grade?" The deacon smiled and said, "Of course, full marks, no doubt.

With your skill, even if I do my best to block it, I'm afraid I can get full marks. It just might take a little more time. "Qin Wushuang cupped his hands: "I don't dare to do it, I'll take my leave first." "

His assessment was over, and the other nine people in the same group were still struggling. One hundred breaths of time, no more, no less. But apart from Qin Wushuang, there are very few other nine people who can destroy clay puppets, and only two people can destroy one or two clay puppets. Call it evil? Brother Qin, why did you come back early? "Yan Feng was very puzzled.

The master of the second hall, some senior disciples also know Qin Wushuang, among them, including the boastful Senior Brother Ke, also came up with a smile on his face, "Senior Brother Qin, congratulations. You should have passed with full marks? Let's come out of Qingyun Palace It’s just different. Others come back with a sad face, but you come back early with ease. By the way, let me introduce myself, my younger brother’s surname is Ke, and he is also a disciple of the second hall master.”

When this guy yelled like this, the senior disciples who had come back all of a sudden looked sideways, with serious doubts evident in their brows.

With such a perverted assessment content, it is impossible for anyone to come back early! This kid was probably brought back in advance.

At this moment, the other nine senior disciples who were in the same group as Qin Wushuang also came back one after another, looking around one by one, obviously looking for the shadow of Qin Wushuang.

One of them exaggeratedly exclaimed: "It's too perverted, it's not human. In less than 20 breaths, ten clay puppets were destroyed, full marks. The first full marks appeared, in our group, haha, I witnessed it with my own eyes !"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar. The senior disciples who had failed in the previous group looked at Qin Wushuang, and their early doubts were immediately swept away, and they were full of admiration instead.