Repugnant Gateway

Every two months, Baisheng College will have a battle for the selection of disciples. This is the most important day for disciples. If you can be promoted to the first level, then the resources received from the college will increase exponentially. The first-level disciples receive more than ten times more of the various things that the second-level disciples receive from the academy every month. And the second-level disciples received more than ten times more than the third-level disciples.

Of course, not the quantity of things, but the value.

Not to mention anything else, a good-quality panacea can cause uproar in rivers and lakes. The reason why anxiety does not care about those things is because anxiety is never lacking. Even after everything was taken away by Violet, he was not missing.

Lord Huo said that there is good luck in Anzheng, and this good luck is always there. The magic weapon was taken away by Violet, including the Sword of Heavenly Slaughter, Sword of Heavenly Slaughter, Sword of Heavenly Slaughter, and even the Sword of Broken Army. Take away the anti-scale **** armor, including the blood-pearl bracelet that was later given to An Zheng.

And Anzheng ’s another purple product artifact, Nine Nether Magic Bells, has been given to Luo Duoduo, and the poor girl is still waiting for Anzheng ’s return in the Baisheng College Branch of Sulan County.

After this era, many people had trouble with Anzhen, such as Luo Duoduo, such as Du Ruo who had been searching for it all the way.

The spiritual girl Du Ruo is a person who does not know her thoughts. She has been asking herself what she thinks about Anzheng. She didn't get an answer until she followed An Jiechen into Baisheng College, but she felt that the graciousness was too great, and even the spirits had to pay off even if they were crushed.

The spirit people are proud, so it is difficult to accept the favors of others.

At dawn, I wrestled to get up, took a deep breath and felt my internal organs, and found that it was indeed much better than before. He didn't understand why he would be so injured after touching the barrier. He didn't notice any anti-bite force at first. And the suddenness of that power, An Zheng even fell from the sky to the earth without even reacting.

However, Anzheng still did not intend to give up the promotion battle.

He got up, washed, changed a clean clothes, clean socks and new shoes, the whole person looks good. But Anzheng knew very well that he could not bring out the slightest amount of cultivation power now.

Fortunately, it is said that the promotion from third-level disciples to second-level disciples is not difficult.

Each election battle is divided into two parts to complete. The first part is to test them by the teaching assigned by the academy. Everyone must accept the refusal to escape. When this lesson announces who can't participate in the promotion battle, it will be invited immediately.

The second part is because there are few places for each promotion. There are currently more than 300 third-level disciples in the academy, and there are only ten places for second-level disciples. Pick one out of 30 people, and those who have such headaches will definitely not participate in it, so as not to be told that they will be favored by others, so this second part is the most tragic ... hit.

Only by playing can one truly test the strength of a practitioner.

An Zheng knew that he could not fight now, but how could a person like him give up easily?

The scenery in the academy is very good, and some wind swept over my cheeks, refreshing. It was already late autumn, and the morning wind was slightly cooler, telling people with the chill that came early that the year was about to pass.

When An Zheng walked out of the yard, he began to cough. He coughed involuntarily. At first, he only coughed a few times. After walking out of the yard, he was swept by the autumn wind. The cough became more and more serious, and finally he could hardly stop.

An Zheng thought that his lungs might cough out in the next second.

Du Shoushou also wanted to participate in the election campaign, so he came early to find Anzheng, but when he arrived, he found out that Anzheng was already outside the door, and he could not help but cough while holding the fence.

"Don't go anymore."

Du Shoushen hurried over and supported Anzheng's arm: "I'm not going anymore, so I will take you to a doctor today and take a good look."

An Zheng smiled and shook his head: "I can't go, you have to go. One of us has to go to the martial arts conference. Our struggle is very small in this era, but if we don't struggle, we die even smaller. Some people To plan our life, we can only follow the arrangements of others now, and all this is just to break this arrangement in the future. "

Du Shoushou saw that An Zheng said so seriously, and knew that An Zheng's injury must have been extremely serious.

"I go, you go back to rest."

Du Shoushou wanted to help Anzheng go back, but Anzheng shook his head: "Even if it's a big deal, I'm going to take a look too. It's not a bad thing to be prepared and familiar with everything. You can rest assured, I will go to the training first Test, in my current state, I am afraid that this level will not pass. "

Du Shoushou knew that Anzheng was a stubborn person, and he couldn't persuade him. He squatted down with his teeth and carried Anzheng forward.

"This place is a bit like a magical world."

An Zheng was lying on Du's thin back, and his cough seemed to be slightly better, but blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and fell on Du's thin back.

"Anzheng, what are we doing for? What is the pursuit?"

"What do you think I do?"

"I listened to Dalie and said that you are a man born for the world, so all you do is for the world."

"Pooh……"

An Zheng coughed, barely raising his hand to wipe the **** spit from the corner of his mouth: "I am for myself ... Actually people are for myself. Do you think I am fighting for Xiaoliu? Is it for everyone? No, in the final analysis Still for myself, because that emotion is my own. I like Xiaoliu so I am willing to do anything for her. Isn't it still for myself? "

He patted Du's skinny shoulders gently: "Give yourself a fulfillment, don't let yourself down."

Du Shou thinly nodded: "How the **** do you feel like you are telling your last words?"

An Zheng's mouth was ticked, and he said quietly in his heart ... Maybe it was.

The place for the battle for the election is at the academy, next to the wooden building next to Weiyang Lake, which is five floors large and spacious. The name of this wooden building is called Jinxuan Building, and there are twelve contests in the surrounding circle.

The twelve lessons will be tested separately. On this day, even Tang Xianxu, the first deputy dean of the Academy, will not miss it. Every time he sits on the viewing platform by Gao Jinhu. I do n’t know why. This very ordinary election battle actually shocked the people of Weiran Palace. It is said that Yao Bianbian, the little **** who was very favored in the palace, came early in the morning, more than most disciples came. Earlier.

If Yao Bianbian does not come, the atmosphere may be more active, after all, it is just a promotion within the college. But when he came, the taste changed. He came to watch the battle on behalf of the emperor.

"See? No, the biggest hot issue this time has been abandoned."

"Really, the rumors are true. They were actually carried by people."

"This guy is really fighting. He can't even walk the road. He is going to participate in the promotion battle if he is carried on his back."

"That's not a fight, that **** stupid. Anyway, I wouldn't come if I was injured like that. Especially this guy is too bright, although he didn't directly offend people, but among this group of third-level disciples There are many people who want to watch him ugly. "

"I know that there are many people who are secretly flexing their muscles, hoping to compete with him. Now they are fighting for this virtue, I'm afraid they won't be able to pass even the primary level of teaching."

"This person must have a purpose. In fact, I look down on such a person. I do n’t even want to kill my life if I try to climb up. I tell you, such a person must not enter the officialdom. Once they enter the officialdom, everything that hurts the world Do it out. "

"You whisper, don't let him hear it."

"Afraid of Mao, he is now like this. I tell you that if he is not abandoned today, I will invite you to dinner in Chunsheng Nuan."

"Don't make trouble, can you go to Chunsheng Nuan?"

A group of people laughed, but their eyes still looked at An Zheng.

Du Shoushou walked steadily, and Anzhan's cough did not seem to be so serious. Perhaps it was because Du Shou was too stable, so An Zheng actually fell asleep. His face is very white, which can't deceive people.

Among the crowd, Qu Xiangnuan glanced at An Zheng, his mouth slightly raised.

On the other side, Qu Xiangnuan's old disciple Tang Shuang is confessing with several of his teachers.

"Anzheng is your number one enemy. This person must not allow him to get up again. I will make it clear to you that if anyone abolishes Anzheng, you will get three golden medicines as rewards."

"But Brother, he's already like that, will he be scolded again?"

"You don't have to go."

Tang Shuang glanced at the talking third-level disciple: "You go back."

The disciple turned pale and quickly possessed himself: "Brother, I knew something wrong, and I begged Brother to give me another chance."

"There is no chance. When you speak, you have no chance. You all remember to me, you must fight against the enemy with the attitude of facing the enemy. If you just treat him as an opponent, then lose Must be you. "

What the disciple wanted to say again, Tang Shuang had ignored him.

"These are three elixir medicines that can be used to boost your strength to a small level in an instant. Although Anzhan will definitely lose today, I will prepare everything for you. Mr. Mr. will use some means to make one of you Anyone encounters anxiety, no matter who encountered it, do n’t be polite, just kill him ... "

On the side of the viewing platform, Yao was sitting and watching An Zheng, who was put into the field by Du Skinny, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger. He didn't hide it at all, because he knew that no one cared about his expression at this time, and everyone was watching the young man who was dying but still coming to the war.

His eyes turned to Qu Xiangnuan. Qu Xiangnuan nodded slightly to him to indicate that it was arranged.

"let's start."

Yao Bianbian looked at Tang Xianxu who was sitting next to him: "I'm still anxious to go back and report to Jun, there are too many chores."

Tang Xianxu gave a loud bang, then pressed his hand down: "Start!"