Chapter 29 Small Test

Meng Wei is the chief supervisor of this year's small test. He strode to the martial arts platform, raised his hands, and signaled everyone to calm down.

"Thank you very much for your contributions to my Qingdanmen over the years. Today's small test is not based on victory or defeat. Morality, heart, wit, etc. can be used as an opportunity to get started. The purpose of this small test is to compete with each other. Don't hurt other people's lives. Remember! I declare that the 1795th small test of Qingdanmen will begin now!" Meng Wei's thick and powerful voice spread to every corner of Luoxia Square. The handymen who participated in the exam rubbed their fists and palms one by one, and they couldn't wait to show their skills immediately.

Qingdanmen has a long history, and there are a large number of elixir industries in Qingyan City and other immortal cities. There are also many monks who come to visit Qingdanmen, but most of the core monks of Qingdanmen are dedicated to cultivating immortals, focusing on the road, and disdain to fight for power.

Danyao is also an indispensable item for practitioners, so Qingdanmen's reputation in Qingyan City is better than the other four immortal gates. After many years, the accumulation of the sect is quite rich, and there is no need to seize and plunder like the other four immortal sects.

The first person to jump to the test table was a beautiful teenager who practiced on the eleventh floor. As soon as the beautiful teenager appeared on the stage, there was a sudden sound of discussion.

Isn't this Wu Yifan, who took the small test last year? Last year, he practiced the seventh level of Qi and was defeated by a monk who practiced the ninth level of practice, but Meng Wei took a fancy to his qualifications and perseverance and was willing to get under the door. On the contrary, Wu Yifan rejected Meng Wei. He had to win the small test to be a teacher. He was also the only miscellaneous disciple who refused the Jiedan monk in the small test of Qingdanmen for many years.

After a year, Wu Yifan has reached the eleventh level of Qi practice, which is also a state that others can't reach for several years, which is enough to show his determination and persistence.

Ye Ziyan accidentally saw a smile from the corners of Meng Wei's mouth. It seemed that he was really satisfied with Wu Yifan and was looking forward to the performance of the prospective apprentice.

Soon, a fat teenager jumped on the martial arts platform and stood opposite Wu Yifan. The appearance of the fat teenager also caused a lot of discussion.

Shen Jiajun, a fat teenager named Shen Jiajun, is the youngest son of a well-rich refinery family. It is natural for Shen Jiajun to worship the Sword Gate, but he wants to worship the Qingdan Gate.

In last year's small test, Shen Jiajun used a lot of charms and magic weapons to win. Although he won the small test, no real person was willing to be under the door.

Wu Yifan, who practiced Qi on the eleventh floor, had a strong actual combat ability and a lot of charms and seal weapons. The confrontation between the two suddenly aroused a fierce debate among the monks under the stage.

Wu Yifan raised his sword with his right hand and added a protective cover to himself with his left hand.

Seeing this, Shen Jiajun had a golden ring-shaped magic weapon in his hand, which was not an ordinary thing at a glance. Shen Jiajun made a decision, and the golden ring was thrown out and stopped on the top of Shen Jiajun's head. In an instant, a layer of golden shield was tightly wrapped by Jiajun.

Then Shen Jiajun used his hands, and dozens of charms turned into more than a dozen fireballs and rushed to Wu Yifan aggressively.

Wu Yifan waved his sword calmly, and a powerful airflow rushed straight to the ground, which bounced Wu Yifan up to several feet high. More than a dozen fireballs from Shen Jiajun were extinguished in a few strokes, leaving no trace. Seeing this, Shen Jiajun's face became extremely ugly.

Yes, for a rich opponent like Shen Jiajun, avoiding and taking wisdom are the most effective methods. Hard confrontation can only bring harm to yourself.

Seeing that his fireball did not work, Shen Jiajun had another big knife shining with cold light in his hand. He waved it vigorously, and hundreds of knives with coldness surrounded every direction of Wu Yifan in an instant.

Seeing this, Wu Yifan quickly made dozens of decisions, and a layer of protective cover with water attributes replaced the protective cover originally applied by Wu Yifan. However, Wu Yifan did not stop. Another layer of water-attribute shield appeared inside the inside of the first layer of shield, and then the third layer of water-attribute shield appeared in the innermost layer. Then Wu Yifan turned over his palm, adding an khaki shield, injecting an aura, and a layer of rustic armor wrapped himself!

This time, not only Meng Wei, but also several other supervisors are also a little moved. Unless ordinary monks use magic weapons, they can only apply a layer of protective cover at most. It seems that Wu Yifan has practiced some powerful defense skills. He knows it very well, and his good impression of Wu Yifan has improved a little.

When Shen Jiajun cut hundreds of ice and cold knife lights to Wu Yifan's second layer of water attribute shield, there were only more than 70 pieces left. When the ice cold knife light destroyed the third layer of water attribute shield, there were only a few hundred knife lights left. In a muffled voice, Wu Yifan's earthy armor disappeared, and the armor was only But after a few shakes, everything will be fine.

Shen Jiajun has already sat on the martial arts platform with no strength. The attack power of this cold iron knife is very strong, but it will absorb a lot of mana from the people who use it. Shen Jiajun has been unwilling to practice hard since he was a child. Now the eleven levels of Qi practice are all piled up by the family with elixir. His mana is much less than other ordinary monks, and the most suitable state for this cold iron knife is the foundation period, and Shen Jiajun is much more difficult to use.

Shen Jiajun was also a little wronged at this time. Originally, he did not intend to use the cold iron knife, but he saw that the dozens of fire charms he threw were instantly resolved by Wu Yifan. He was so angry that he used the cold iron knife. He didn't want the cold iron knife to absorb his little mana, and even his cultivation had declined. .

The strength of the water attribute shield is to resolve attacks and slow attacks. The whole competition process is just a few moments. Wu Yifan took off his armor and was still safe and sound, standing on the martial arts platform unharmed.

A foundation-building monk walked to the martial arts platform with a smile on his face, "I announce that Wu Yifan won the first round of competition! The monks in the second round of the test can now take the stage!"

Shen Jiajun walked off the martial arts stage with the help of several monks, and Wu Yifan also came down from the continuous shouts under the stage. Wu Yifan's face was a little pale. It seemed that he had reached the limit this time.

The small test was over in rounds of comparisons. In this small test, Ye Ziyan benefited a lot. She reluctantly got up and prepared to return to Ningzi Pavilion. The figure of Luoxia Square was already very sparse, and suddenly she saw an extremely familiar figure!

"Xue Yan!" Ye Ziyan couldn't help exhaling.

Sure enough, several people in front of him turned around when they heard the sound, and one of them was like Ling Xueyan, whom Ye Ziyan knew.

"Ziyan!" Ling Xueyan ran to Ye Ziyan happily. The two girls met and were very happy.

"Yan'er? Is this the Ye Ziyan you often talk about?" Chang Xin also came to the two of them in a few steps.

"Master Hui, yes, this is my good sister Ye Ziyan!" Ling Xueyan said with a smile.

"Ye Ziyan met Uncle Chang!" Ye Ziyan respectfully saluted Chang Xin.

"You get up! Yan'er often asks me to inquire about you. I don't know which brother and sister put you under the door that day? Chang Xin nodded slightly and couldn't help asking.

"Thank you, Uncle Chang. Uncle Chang. The respected teacher is Chen Zhenren of the Alchemy Pavilion." Ye Ziyan is still respectful.

"Oh, it's Brother Chen. No wonder I haven't heard from you." The surprise in Chang Xin's eyes disappeared. Chen Hong was obsessed with alchemy and usually had little contact with other brothers and sisters. She saw that Ye Ziyan was ordinary and had nothing outstanding. She didn't know how Chen Hong chose her. Chen Hong's criticism of his apprentice was famous in Qingdanmen.

"Okay, you two girl, let's talk about the past. I'll go back first, Yan'er, remember to come back early!" Chang Xin thought for a moment. He must have said a faint word to the two of them and left.

Ling Xueyan looked at Chang Xin's distant figure and spit out her tongue at Ye Ziyan mischievously.

Suddenly, Ye Ziyan saw Wu Yifan, and there were Meng Wei, Ling Hanshan and others beside him. It seemed that Wu Yifan had worshipped Meng Wei's door as he wished.

"Brother!" Ling Xueyan ran to Ling Hanshan quickly, and everyone was shocked by the sudden arrival of the girl.

Wu Yifan looked at Ling Xueyan and instantly moved her eyes away. Although she had no feelings, Ling Xueyan's face turned red. Somehow, when she met the beautiful teenager in front of her, her heart was very flustered, like a deer hitting.

"Yan'er, why are you so reckless? You have scared the master and several brothers. Why don't you apologize to them!" Ling Hanshan couldn't help but be a little embarrassed and said angrily.

"Hanshan, a little girl, you are so angry. How do you usually teach you as a teacher?" Meng Wei looked at Ling Hanshan with a coy face.

"Master, I know I'm wrong. I hope you can forgive me!" Meng Wei often taught his disciples to be calm and not to panic. Those who cultivate immortals must be in a stable state of mind, but today, in a hurry, he actually made a big mistake.

"Just know what's wrong, don't do it again!" Meng Wei said slowly

"Ling Xueyan met Uncle Meng under the door of Yuyao Pavilion! Xue Yan is reckless. Please ask Uncle Meng to punish him!" Only then did Ling Xueyan realize it. She settled down and saluted Meng Weiyi.

"It doesn't matter. You and Hanshan haven't seen each other for a long time. Uncle Meng understands that you don't have to blame yourself! How is Sister Chang recently? Meng Wei mentioned Chang Xin with a trace of imperceptible concern.

"I'm going back to Master Meng. I'm all well. Thank you, Master Meng!" Ling Xueyan replied obediently.

"Well, I haven't seen her for many days. Just be safe." Meng Wei nodded slightly.

"Ye Ziyan met Uncle Meng at the door of the Alchemy Pavilion!" Ye Ziyan, who came to the crowd, saluted Meng Weiyi.

"Brother Chen actually accepted an apprentice, haha, it's rare. Get up and remember to say hello to Brother Chen for me when you go back!" Meng Wei laughed loudly and turned his head to Ling Hanshan and said, "Hanshan, you can stay and chat with Xueyan for a while. Take all your brothers back first."

"Master, take your time!"

"Mongo on, Uncle Meng!"

"Mongo on, Uncle Meng!"

"Yan'er, how have you been these six months?" After Meng Wei left, Ling Hanshan hurriedly turned to Ling Xueyan with concern.

"Huh! Aren't you very fierce? Why do you ask me?" Ling Xueyan stared at Ling Hanshan angrily, obviously in front of everyone before blaming him.

"Well, you know I didn't mean it..." Ling Hanshan had nothing to do with his naughty sister.

"Well, Xueyan, your brother is also nervous, so you said so. Don't be angry, let's go play!" Ye Ziyan pulled Ling Xueyan and jumped away, and Ling Hanshan also followed them all the way.