The atmosphere of the year-end assessment filled the sky above Liuyunmen, as if even the floating clouds were full of tension and expectation. This moment of every year is a major review of the disciples’ cultivation achievements. Behind the achievements are not only honors and rewards, but also the resources for cultivation in the coming year. Those disciples who perform outstandingly in the assessment will receive more rewards from the sect. Tilt and cultivate.
Ji Chen, wearing the Liuyun Sect's iconic gown, glanced at the disciples calmly and said majestically:
"The first one, Wei Changji." The voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the entire martial arts training ground.
Wei Changji took a step forward. Although he was fat, his figure was straight.
He pointed with his finger, and his vitality burst out, writing stroke by stroke in the air. Wisps of light as thin as gossamers condensed in the air. Gradually, in full view of everyone, a word "Thunder" began to appear in the void.
In the silence, Wei Changji's movements suddenly accelerated, and there seemed to be a faint sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring.
He increased his vitality, and the 'thunder' seemed to feel the call and made a tingling electric sound. His hands suddenly pushed forward, and a ball of thunder exploded in the air. Although it was only a small thunder, it had a deafening tendency.
Wei Changji's face showed a look of satisfaction, and then he condensed the second word -'fire'. Under his control, a fire snake leaped in the air. Its dance was graceful and vivid, and seemed to be alive, attracting the attention of everyone present.
When the disciples of the Auxiliary Sect saw this scene, they all high-fived and praised Wei Changji's superb skills.
However, the four disciples who came to practice frowned. What they cared about was not only the magnificence and power of these words, but also their practical uses.
Hou Cang said contemptuously: "Hey, it's flashy, it looks magnificent, but it's actually exaggerated. What use are these methods in actual combat?"
Situ Shuai sarcastically said: "These people are useless to begin with. Don't expect them to help."
Although the words of the two men were soft, everyone in the auxiliary sect heard it. For a moment, everyone changed their expressions, but they were helpless.
Although Situ Shuai's sarcasm was ruthless, he did have talent. Not only was he good at martial arts, but even the scriptures and tactics he had learned at the time were better than them. Everyone in the auxiliary sect was angry, but they couldn't do anything in the face of the disparity in strength. refute.
Wei Changji successfully wrote 5 words, but the sixth word "frost" could not be formed after three consecutive attempts. He also heard Situ Shuai's sarcastic comments on the stage, so he walked off the stage with a dark face.
"Qiao Yu, second one," Ji Chen shouted.
Qiao Yu stepped forward, her eyes burning with the light of unwillingness to admit defeat. Her cultivation was already quite outstanding in the auxiliary sect, but at this moment, her fighting spirit was even more provoked by the provocation.
She took a deep breath, stretched out her hands, and a subtle brilliance flowed from her fingertips.
The word 'Thunder' is written on the left hand. It slowly emerges in the air, containing the power of thunder;
The word "fire" is written on the right hand, which is intertwined with the word "thunder". The flames seem to be stirred up by thunder, making them dazzling.
Qiao Yu seemed to have turned the anger and unwillingness in her heart into vitality and input it into the two characters, making the characters of thunder and fire continue to change and rotate in the sky, like a natural picture, which was both shocking and beautiful.
As soon as the thunder and fire subsided, Qiao Yu's hands were like the wind, and the word "wind" and "ice" quietly appeared in the air as she wrote.
She seems to be connected with the vitality between heaven and earth, mobilizing the power of wind and ice. The word wind brings bursts of violent wind, and the word ice condenses the cold edge. When the two are combined, everyone seems to be in a violent snowstorm. The biting cold wind and sharp ice make everyone present feel the pain. , this is not only a visual feast, but also has a touch of actual combat.
At this scene, even Ji Chen, who was sitting high on the stage, nodded involuntarily.
Qiao Yu won the first-class evaluation by writing 6 characters, and Nagasu walked off the stage in one breath.
The subsequent assessments were conducted one after another, and one disciple after another stepped forward to show off their strength. Some are like drizzle, and some are like thunder.
All 11 people from the auxiliary sect passed the test, and the last one, Zhang Mo, who was least favored, actually wrote four words.
Everyone came forward to celebrate him.
"You fainted, you waste has nothing to celebrate."
Situ Shuai said contemptuously.
Zhang Mo's fair face instantly turned red, and the expressions of other assistant members also changed drastically. Wei Changji hesitated to speak, but Miao Zhuang said angrily: "Situ Shuai, please be more clean with your mouth. Who are you scolding?"
"I'm calling you a loser. Why do you think you are?"
Situ Shuai twisted his neck and looked at Miao Shuai.
When Wei Changji saw that Miao Zhuang was about to have a fit, he quickly stopped him.
"Hmph! Not convinced? There is a saying in the warrior sect, remember it, 'There is nothing that you cannot accept, if you really want to, give it another beating'".
Ji Chen saw it all, but he didn't stop it. He was not used to seeing warriors and Taoist sects fighting so hard one day.
As for Zhang Mo, he didn't want to show off his skills at all before, so he didn't show his "will into words". .
What should I do if I can’t beat him?
"Tolerate"
This has been Zhang Mo's strategy since he was a child. It was like this when he was in Qinglian. If you can't beat him, you should endure it first. When you have the chance, you can attack him directly!
Knowing that you can't beat someone, rushing in to get beaten is an idiot.
When they are strong enough, they are just two thieves, so just give them a good beating.
The four people who came to study part-time were indeed more talented.
Wen Qian and Shui Zishu, even if they were only studying concurrently, were still the best in the class.
Wen Qian walked into the arena with her calm and steady attitude, wearing a long gauze dress that swayed gently in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth. There was light in her eyes, and energy gathered at her fingertips as her hands danced lightly. Her scripture fighting methods are gentle and elegant, but contain amazing power.
She presented the characters 'water', 'wood', 'gold', 'earth' and 'fire' one by one according to the five elements.
They complement each other, are balanced and harmonious, and surround her, forming a subtle world of reincarnation of the five elements. Her inner peace is as peaceful as water, and she is satisfied and peaceful with her performance.
Shui Zishu is as gentle as water, as her name suggests, her movements flow slowly and her expression is calm.
She also wrote the five characters of metal, wood, water, fire and earth. Under her control, the five elements characters were not only vividly displayed, but also formed a huge five elements array in the air.
Shui Zishu, standing in the center of the formation, looks like a mage who controls the power of nature, which is awe-inspiring.
As for Hou Cang and Situ Shuai, they are crazy, but they have real abilities.
Hou Cang's scriptures and tactics are uninhibited and majestic, and every word he speaks contains violent power.
Situ Shuai has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and is dressed in white. His calligraphy is delicate and precise, like a sharp sword. Every stroke is directed at the vital point. It is exquisite and has invisible lethality. "Wind" and "Thunder" The six words "Fire", "Electricity", "Frost" and "Snow" seem to have the potential of leaping like a dragon and a tiger.
The people in the auxiliary sect were all secretly frightened when they saw it. The techniques of these four people were more pragmatic and effective in fighting. The tactics of the auxiliary sect were really fancy.
The assessment is over.
In this way, Zhang Mo's first year of spiritual practice ended in satisfaction and anger.
