Obviously, Zi Yangzhi's moves were too fierce just now, so that Yang Yong could not stand up for a long time. However, his breathing was very heavy, as if it was a huge bellows, constantly stimulating the majestic air volume. Just when everyone felt that Yang Yong was destined to fail, he slowly stood up, but his appearance was a little miserable.

He looked at the opponent in front of him solemnly and said in a muffled voice, "I am worthy of being the chief disciple. The strength of the quasi-king Sanduan is indeed extraordinary. If it weren't for my special body refining method, I'm afraid I would have died just now. Only 50% of my skills are so powerful, and 60% of my skills... Hey, if you do your best, maybe I'll die the first time I meet."

Zi Yang was not polite, he nodded and said, "That's right, if I had taken all my strength, you would have set foot on the road to the underworld long ago. However, there was a huge gap in cultivation level between us, and it was understandable that you were not as good as me. This is also the significance of the assessment. I also saw that you are a descendant of the bloodline of the ancient giant spirit god, so I used some extra strength."

"So... are you scared, are you going to quit?" Ziyang Zhi nodded and looked at Yang Yong, smiling.

The latter shook his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a step forward with high fighting spirit, "Of course we have to fight! Since we are here, we can't give up halfway. If we just leave like this, wouldn't that be too regretful? Come on, let me learn about your unique skills! No matter what, I can't fall into the blood of the giant god."

"Okay!" Zi Yangzhi's eyes lit up, and his eyes were filled with appreciation for him.

There was no nonsense at the moment, so he pulled up again and came to Yang Yong with another step. With his hand raised, the surging spiritual energy burst out and rushed towards Yang Yong fiercely. This move was like thunder, as if the entire hall had shaking. The powerful force was really shocking! It was obvious that Zi Yangzhi's strength was raised one level higher.

As Yang Yong said, although he only increased his combat power by 10%, it seemed to have been raised countless times. This is also the profound foundation of a master of the quasi-king realm. It seems to be just a little bit of the gap in the realm, but it is actually like a gap. This is why Ye Ping was able to defeat Ji Jianzhu at the beginning, which made Jiang Qian feel unprecedented confidence and a confidence to lead to a bright future.

Because she knew deeply how powerful the quasi-king of the Great Wei Dynasty was. It was a real existence, and its strong strength was definitely not something that ordinary people could understand. But when Ye Ping saw Zi Yangzhi taking action, he knew that he was definitely not his opponent. The gap between the three levels was too big. Even if he had a dark will, it would not work.

If Ji Jianzhu stood here, even if he was a master of the quasi-king, he would still be in a dwarf of Ziyang Zhi's true quasi-king. Perhaps the two can be fiercely matched for a period of time, but as time continues, the latter will inevitably reveal more and more defeats. Some things cannot be filled in simply.

What surprised Ye Ping even more was Yang Yong, the descendant of the giant spirit god. He provided a completely different direction of cultivation, a purely master of physical body. What he lacked was just how to maximize the horizontal training body. This is also the reason why he came to Piaomiao Sect. Although he inherited the bloodline of the giant spirit god, he lacked many corresponding tactics.

Ye Ping sincerely felt that there were indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Great Wei Dynasty. Even in the most unpopular Piaomiao Sect Yin Futang’s apprenticeship assessment, he could still meet such interesting people. Moreover, even in the first round of assessment, he met many disciples with great background. This country is indeed a holy land for cultivators, with a very unique cultivation environment.

Just as Ye Ping was thinking like this, Zi Yangzhi's handprint finally met Yang Yong again!

Only with a loud bang was heard, Yang Yong felt the irresistible huge force at the first time, and his whole body was filled with blood. From a distance, he seemed to be a "blood man", looking extremely terrifying. The patterns on his body seemed to be constantly dripping blood, gasping violently, obviously he could not hold on for too long.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be unable to support him anymore, and his body was blown away again. It was really like a cannonball, and it fell heavily to the ground. People could feel that his originally strong heart seemed to stop beating. Many people's faces changed, because even the disciples who had joined the Yin Fu Hall felt that they were not Yang Yong's opponent.

But when they joined the sect, the assessment was not as strict as today.

Standing beside Ye Ping, the young man who was still staying to take the assessment was even more pale.

He trembled and took two steps back, almost falling to the ground. If Ye Ping hadn't supported him, he might have fallen directly. He shook his head with an ugly face and said tremblingly, "No... it's impossible, absolutely impossible to pass. I don't think that this Yin Fu Tang wants us to join at all. How could I be an opponent of a master of the third quasi-king throne?"

Ye Ping wanted to say something but wanted to say something, but when he spoke, he couldn't say anything. The fact is true, and this assessment was a bit too difficult. Not to mention Yang Yong and this seventh-grade master, even he was not sure of being able to pass it smoothly. Zi Yang seemed to have not used all his strength, but it was only part of it, and it was not something that the quasi-king could resist.

Ziyang stood with his hands behind his back and stood in front of Yang Yong. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the challenger.

After a long silence, a stick of incense was about to pass, he sighed.

Still can't it? It's rare to meet a talented disciple like this. If he enters the Yin Fu Hall, he will definitely achieve something. Moreover, his cultivation level is also good, and he will probably become a core disciple soon. I really don't know what Master is thinking. He actually gave these people such a difficult assessment, which obviously means keeping people from thousands of miles away.

But just as he turned around and was about to announce that Yang Yong had lost.

However, the latter opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand hard, and grabbed Ziyangzhi's ankle with difficulty.
Chapter completed!