Divine King of All Directions

    Mo Sen's face became very gloomy, and the talent test was suppressed by Lin Tian. I never thought that the second state's mental state assessment was overshadowed by Lin Tian.

    Without Lin Tian, ​​he would be the most dazzling person in the Martial Palace exam!

    Huh? Genius, how is your face so ugly, isn't you holding a fart to release it? ”

    Lin Tian was pretending to be suspicious.

    Mo Sen couldn't help it anymore, roaring: "What do you say about the little bastard!"

    "Sure enough, I want to fart, but this fart is a bit stinky, no wonder you are always squatting."

    Lin Tian smiled.

    Mo Sen's cheeks became more distorted, and it became clear that Lin Tian's set was in the middle.

    "damn thing! You wait! I Mo Sen swears that I will kill you and will definitely kill you! You can only die! Must die! ”

    Mo Sen has a face.

    Lin Tian sneered: "On this point, our idea is exactly the same. I left the cliff a few days ago. You won't be when I have forgotten it!"

    He stared at Mo Sen, his eyes became a cold, killing intent and splashing.

    "you……"

    Mo Sen was shocked by Lin Tian's killing intent and couldn't help but take a step back, but then he realized that the action was a bit shameful, his face became more ugly, and his anger was mixed.

    "Heng!"

    Lin Tian coldly snorted, no longer take care of Mo Sen, and close his eyes again.

    Time passed by, and in the big squad, one candidate after another woke up. Finally, the Second Round assessment ended. More than 500 candidates were qualified, and the rest were eliminated.

    “Original place takes a quarter of an hour, and later the examiner will lead you to the third round of assessment.”

    The examiner in charge of the Second Round assessment turned and left.

    In the distance, Mu Qing and Shi Dong glanced at Lin Tian and headed for another place in the Nine Yang Martial Palace.

    "Nine Star Talent, half-stereoscopic breaks the 3-layer illusion, I really look forward to the performance of this Little Brat in the third round."

    Mu Qing smiled, Shi Dong also nodded, only Mo Yi's face was not very good looking.

    In the courtyard, more than two hundred people are separated from each other by a distance. No one has ever taken care of them. They even have some vigilance against each other. Because the third round is a confrontation, no one knows whether the people next to them will become their own enemies.

    Lin Tian sat on the bluestone, her eyes closed slightly and her face was dull.

    Soon, a quarter of an hour passed and the third round of assessment began.

    This round of assessment was held at the Martial Arts Field at Nine Yang Martial Palace. Lin Tian came to Martial Arts Field with a group of candidates. I saw a dozen martial stages in front, and the area of ​​each martial stage was not small.

    The candidates were standing in Martial Arts Field and they were a little nervous.

    This level will determine their stay.

    Responsible for the third round of assessment is a middle-aged person, this person glanced at the candidates, indifferently said: "The third round of assessment, two pairs of battles, the winner stayed, became the Martial Palace disciple, the loser, you can participate again next year Assessment."

    The candidates quickly nodded.

    "Please draw the elder Mo Yi."

    Middle-aged humanity.

    Nine Yang Martial Palace is a fair, the third round of the match, their opponents are decided by lot.

    Lin Tian stood in the examinations. At this moment, he felt a sinister gaze on his body. He looked around and saw the other side. Mo Sen was staring at him sneer.

    Seeing this scene, Lin Tian basically knows the result.

    Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, the battle list was announced, and his opponent was Mo Sen.

    "Little bastard, you wait!"

    Mo Sen stared at Lin Tian with ill-intention, not at all surprised, doing a smear of the neck.

    Lin Tian coldly glanced at Mo Sen, his heart full of disdain.

    Martial Arts Field Not far from the a side of the high platform, Mu Qing and Shi Dong frowned, looking at Mo Yi who was walking back. They are not stupid. What kind of tricks are there, they can probably guess.

    However, the results have been fixed and they are not good to say anything.

    If you ask questions at the moment, isn't it the face of the Martial Palace?

    Start

    The middle-aged person in charge of the third round of assessments shouted.

    Nart Yang Martial Palace's Martial Arts Field has a total of 18 martial stages. At this moment, 18 martial stages are simultaneously played against each other. There is a sound of the sound, and the sound of the sword collision continues.

    "The match between the martial artists is really not normal."

    Lin Tian carefully watched the fight on the 18 martial stage, and his eyes flashed from time to time. He set foot martial Dao cultivation only a few days, for the real martial artist duel, experience is very few, and Liu He that station is not what. At this moment, watching the confrontation between the candidates, he also has a lot of insights.

    The confrontation continued, and in the process, someone was victorious and could not help but cheer.

    Of course, there are winners, and naturally there are losers.

    The people who failed were unwilling to leave, and they left behind.

    Soon, half an hour passed.

    "Lin Tian, ​​Mo Sen."

    The middle-aged person responsible for this round of assessment shouted.

    Mo Sen sneered and glanced at Lin Tian, ​​first on the martial stage. Standing on the martial stage, he pulled out his long sword at the waist and pointed at Lin Tian under the martial stage. This condescending look at Lin Tian's posture made him feel very comfortable.

    "stupid guy."

    Lin Tian sighed.

    His face was calm, and he took a long knife from the weapon rack and set foot on the martial stage.

    For a time, everyone's eyes are on the two people. Nine Star Talent has five-star talent. There is no doubt that in this third round of assessments, the match between Lin Tian and Mo Sen is the most eye-catching.

    Seeing that the two are ready, the middle-aged man nods: "Begin."

    "Wait

    Just then, Mo Sen suddenly spoke.

    The middle-aged man looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

    Mo Sen glanced at Lin Tian and said: "Martial Dao has a lot of troubles. The cultivation road will face various dangers at any time. For this reason, I propose that this match between Lin Tian and Lin Tian does not need to be reached. Both sides can Taking the other side's life, I think that's the only way to get the most out of our Martial Dao potential."

    "Hua~"

    As soon as this is said, all the candidates here are moving.