Chapter 30 People on the Blacklist Next
Chu Tian didn't expect that E Rizhao would directly find him. He felt the strong pressure from behind him, like a mountain, enough to crush any flesh and blood.
After a moment of silence, he replied, "Because I will be unfair to others in doing so."
E Rizhao said "haha" "Do you think you are superior?"
"I noticed that you blocked the main hall with magic power, so that your spiritual senses can't feel outside the hall."
Chu Tian said quietly, "But in fact, my spiritual platform has not been disturbed at all, and I can answer your questions without relying on memory."
"Bodhi mirror moon seal!" He Ma said in a very low voice.
E Rizhao didn't hear it and said, "So you are happy to pretend to be high?"
Chu Tian didn't understand why he made an explanation, but E Rizhao still refused to let him go.
He shook his head and said, "I don't think so."
Wen Jing secretly looked at Chu Tian with his spare light and seemed to see the second unruly.
"Then are you laughing at me for measuring a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart?" The sound of E Rizhao became colder.
Chu Tian slowly turned his head, and their eyes collided in the air, and no one wanted to retreat first.
There was a dead silence in the main hall, and several other people held their breath and watched the scene.
Some people are sweating for Chu Tian, some people are gloating, and a brother who has just struggled from the wall is eager to see someone take over his unlucky position.
"I owe Luojia 45,000 taels of silver and promised her to repay it as soon as possible."
Chu Tian took a deep breath and reminded himself in his heart, "I must pass the examination to become an outside disciple, so that I can be qualified to earn money to pay off debts."
So he turned around, looked down at the ground and said, "Next time I will be the first to answer your question."
E Rizhao didn't say anything. He paced back to the previous position where he stood and flicked out six jade slips.
Chu Tian and others reached out to catch a jade slip, and listened to Wen Jing shout, "Is this a life-and-death situation?"
"To be assessed with me, each of you must have the consciousness of death." E Rizhao said, "Or sign and sign, or get out."
After listening to his words, the scar man and the young man in red took the lead in signing.
"Xin Taiji."
"Brother Shubao."
The two of them wrote down their names on the jade slips respectively, pressed their fingerprints, and then handed them back to E Rizhao.
Next, He Ma, Chu Tian, E Unrestrained and Wen Jing also signed the life and death certificate respectively.
Chu Tian's intuition is that he seems to enter the Colosseum instead of the examination room.
His idea soon came true.
E Rizhao took back the jade Jane and said indifferently, "Very good."
His left hand was raised forward flat, and his five fingers curled up slightly in the palm of his hand and cast into a red ball of light.
This red ball of light is constantly expanding like a balloon under the momentum of magic power, turning into a huge light ball with a diameter of more than three meters. It floats slowly in the air more than one meter above the ground, emitting a blazing light from the inside out, like a red sun in the sky.
"Sunslight in the virtual world!" E unruly stared at the ball of light burning like the sun and muttered.
"There are twelve types of sunshine magic fists hidden in my virtual world. You have three days to find enlightenment. Three days later, the three people who have the most understanding of Rizhao God Fist will pass the assessment and become the outer disciples of the E family.
E Rizhao's eyes swept over the faces of the six people and said indifferently, "Of course, the premise is that he must be able to come out of the Rizhao virtual world alive."
None of the six people said anything, but coincidentally noticed that there was already a murderous atmosphere.
"I'll go first!" Brother Shubao, dressed in red, took the lead in breaking the silence in the hall, and a beautiful deep jump into the light ball. The red light swallowed and flashed like a blazing flame, and his figure was devoured in an instant.
The remaining five people entered in turn, and Chu Tian and Wen Jing fell to the end.
The quiet and pretty face was slightly white, and she was struggling to enter or not when she looked at the door of the sunshine virtual environment.
Chu Tian patted her on the shoulder and said, "Exit now. No one will laugh at you."
Wen Jing smiled gratefully at Chu Tian and said, "I promised my father that this time I must become a disciple of the North Underworld Mansion and let him raise his eyebrows in front of Ganzhou Tongdao."
She gritted her teeth and flew into the ball, leaving only Chu Tian and E Rizhao in the hall.
"Are you afraid?" There was a trace of contempt in E Rizhao's eyes, "What else can you do besides hiding behind Luojia and trembling?"
Two clusters of flames ignited in Chu Tian's eyes, tightened his fists and exhaled with difficulty, and slowly loosened.
"Three days, three days later, I will let you know who is shaking."
"Okay," E Rizhao smiled disdainfully: "Don't expect me to let you go."
Chu Tian nodded, and his body flew out of a white cloud and integrated into the photosphere.
The strong light made his eyes close involuntarily, and when he opened it again, he was already in the virtual state of sunshine.
A majestic mountain range rises and rises in front of him. The sky in the distance is gorgeous, a round of red sun spewing out, and the stars are disappearing behind the scenes.
It seems that Chu Tian is the only one in the huge world, and the others don't know where they have gone.
In a trance, Chu Tian had a feeling of going home. The nostalgia hidden in the bottom of his heart gushed out uncontrollably, making him miss the grass and tree, mountains and rivers in his hometown.
He walked and stopped along a naturally formed path, and his heart had a kind of relaxed freedom and tranquility.
For so many days, he has been travelling with Death almost every day, and the shadow of swords and swords has become a common scene.
But he didn't come here as a tourist after all.
In three days, he must understand the true meaning of the twelve-style Rizhao Fist as much as possible.
However, where is this twelve-style Rizhao God Fist hidden? Maybe it's the whisper of a tree, maybe it's the whisper of a clear spring, or maybe it's this silent mountain.
Unconsciously, Chu Tian came out of a long distance. The trees on both sides were lush, and occasionally there were birdsong.
He still couldn't find any clues about the true meaning of Rizhao's Fist, and there was a trace of anxiety in his heart.
He vaguely felt several times that he could catch something as soon as he reached out, but this feeling slipped away in a blink of an eye.
......
Chu Tian raised his head and looked at the sun rising in the middle of the sky.
The thick branches and leaves blocked the bright sunlight, and wisps of golden light fell through the cracks between the branches and leaves.
His eyes unconsciously followed the direction of the light and slowly moved down and landed on the mud under the tree.
Thousands of golden spots shine in the shade of the trees, like bright stars in the sky.
Suddenly, a burst of mountain alas blew, and the golden light on the ground swayed with the branches and leaves.
For a moment, Chu Tian seemed to be struck by the thunder. He held his breath and stared at the ground under his feet.
One, two, three, a hundred, a thousand... The shining golden figure turned into hundreds of fist shadows, and gradually appeared on his spiritual platform.
Every angle line of light, the jumping dance of each light spot, is interpreted over and over again in his heart, slowly converging and forming.
He unconsciously sat down on the mud, clenched his hands into fists in front of his chest and unconsciously hit it slowly, and then hit it out and then took it back, so tirelessly.
His heart was completely immersed in the boxing mood he first realized, and he completely forgot about his external affairs.
With the passage of time, Chu Tian's punching speed became faster and faster. Later, it was impossible to see the boxing road with the naked eye. Only the shadows of boxing all over the sky were intertwined, like thousands of rivers surging.
In this way, time passed quietly in the silence, and the sun rose to the sky, revealing half a face from between the branches and leaves.
The day is the only one, and there are thousands of shadows.
A loud and clear roar came out of Chu Tian's mouth and jumped up from the ground.
His figure soared in the air, and his fists were like a storm. One punch was not exhausted and one punch was born again. The back fist urged the front fist and the left fist to push the right fist, just like a thousand stars shaking in the wind on all sides.
"Bum bang bang bang!" The big tree in front of him was constantly bombarded by the punching wind, making a violent tremor.
After each explosion, there will be an extra punch mark on the trunk.
In a blink of an eye, the punch marks on the trunk of the tree have become dense, but they are uniform, fine, deep and shallow like a honeycomb.
The perception in Chu Tian's heart became clearer and clearer. Suddenly, he exhaled and raised his voice to gather thousands of boxing shadows into a bundle. The fists were as majestic as the Yangtze River rushing out of the mountains, surging east.
"Boom!" The fist hit the only intact place on the trunk, but the big tree surprisingly did not respond, and it didn't even shake.
The corners of Chu Tian's mouth couldn't help but escape a heartfelt smile and slowly put away his fists.
"Bum!" At the moment when his fist left, the tree burst out a muffled sound from the inside out, instantly turning into empty debris, fluttering in the wind like the end of snow.
There are deep holes in the ground, and even the roots buried deep in the ground are no longer broken.
The seventh type of Rizhao Shenquan "thousands of holes" is the first realization.
But in fact, this is almost a complete set of boxing skills, but it is concentrated in one move with great talent, just like using thousands of troops and thousands of horses to attack a lonely city, which can submerge the other party in the sea of anger in an instant.
As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, let alone ten fists, a hundred fists, a thousand fists?!
Although Chu Tian is quite disapproving with the various works of E Rizhao in his heart, he has to sincerely admire this guy's unrivaled talent at this moment.
At this time, the Cangyun Yuanchen sword behind Chu Tian suddenly burst into a tight sound, and the alarm was unprecedented!
Chu Tian was shocked, and his mind, which had just come out of the endless fist, rose again.
On the ground illuminated by the sun, a black figure flew from the rear, and the sword in his hand was thin and as long as the arrow from the string shot by the hunter silently stabbed Chu Tian's vest!
There is no sign, just like a sudden electric light, which brings not light but death!
Chu Tian didn't have time to turn around and didn't even have a chance to react.
Unprepared, the only thing he could do was to release it as if it were a mountain seal.
"Ding!" The viper-like sword pierced the golden peak light and shadow that had not yet taken shape, but the slight stagnation collapsed like a mountain seal, and then ** stabbed to Chutian's vest!