Jia Yan looked at the two of them calmly with eyes as bright as lightning.

"Your Wutian sect is going to die!"

?!

The expressions on their faces instantly became extremely cold.

"What?"

"Young man, you'd better talk nicely."

Jia Yan ignored the threats and changes in expressions of the two men and just said indifferently.

"You can practice favoritism and cheat in entrance exams. It is unacceptable for such a sect to continue to decline."

Favoritism?!

The eyelids of the two people twitched wildly, and then their expressions directly contained evil spirits.

"You said we engaged in malpractice for personal gain? Can you provide evidence?"

In this test, there were indeed many people practicing favoritism and malpractice, and the key people who had the right to pay these people and be passed quickly were the two people in front of them.

Therefore, without them among the people practicing favoritism and malpractice, it would be impossible to carry out the operation.

They must be the second group of people who abuse their own interests for personal gain.

The two men looked at Jia Yan with a slightly ferocious expression, indifferently.

They have already made a decision through sound transmission. If Jia Yan dares to say any more arrogant words, they will take it down directly.

Afterwards, it all depends on their mood whether they will be executed secretly or beaten to a cripple and thrown out of the clan.

Jia Yan pointed at his eyes indifferently, unaware that their expressions had changed.

"Evidence? My eyes are the evidence, nothing else is needed."

The two of them said "Oh" and immediately took steps to approach Jia Yan.

"So according to this little friend, what should our sect do? Do you know that this is our routine recruitment plan now. If we don't do this, I'm afraid neither our money nor our disciples will be protected."

Jia Yan glanced at the two men's movements, stretched out his hands, pinched his fingers, and made a clicking sound.

While pinching it, he said: "The method is very simple, that is, drastic reforms. The more severe the better."

"Hahaha, reform, how to do it? Do we still want to listen to you, a young boy like you?"

The two of them had already stepped in front of Jia Yan, their ferocity turned into ferociousness, and they were about to take action.

"Yes, listen to me! As for how to do it..."

Jia Yan nodded, and his pinched palm turned into a fist, facing the two stubborn Wutian sect members.

"Reform starts with you two!"

boom--

"Huh? What's the sound?"

In the second level, the young man who paid the money was startled by the sound coming from behind him.

His expression changed, and then he realized that the formation he was in had not changed at all, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

As a young man from a reasonably well-off family, he actually has some talent.

It's just that I don't want to endure hardship and face danger, so I chose the plan of using money to clear the way.

The Wutian Sect is a recognized strong force in the nearby area. Although it has gradually declined, it is still quite useful to gild this force.

His family's company also needs a cultivator with certain strength to take charge of it, so that it can develop better.

Although recently, it has become popular for those who believe in the Baishen sect to go abroad to learn literary and martial arts, and have a higher status and better prospects.

But this young man refused this in his heart.

In any case, the people of their land have relied on the breath of cultivators for thousands of years to live their lives. Now they suddenly want to accept knowledge from the White God Sect, and are recognized by many as superior people, and many love them.

People in my hometown just feel disdainful.

The same is true for this young man. He even dreamed more than once, imagining himself as a hero who saved the world of cultivation and drove the Xinbai God Cult out of the motherland.

It's a pity that dreams are just dreams. When I wake up, I forget all my heroic words.

puff.

The young man walked past a boy who was fighting a tree spirit that jumped out of the forest.

"You...why don't you have to fight the tree spirit?"

The young man's face was shocked.

The young man Shi Shiran opened his mouth: "Maybe I have better luck."

"It must be cheating. I'm so angry."

The young man swung his bamboo sword fiercely, but the young man avoided it. With just this move, he knew that the young man was not an ordinary young man.

Another two minutes passed.

The young man Wangwang had reached the edge of the formation and was about to take a few steps out of the formation.

puff.

A fierce attack came from behind.

The young man looked horrified, then he pulled out the bamboo sword he was carrying and started fighting the incoming attack.

The thing that attacked was a slender bamboo-like body, as tall as a person.

"Tree Spirit? How is this possible? Didn't I bribe the gatekeeper? Why are there still tree spirits attacking me?"

After the young man's expression changed drastically, he felt that he had been deceived.

But now, it's useless to think so much. Since the tree spirit is actively attacking him, he must fight back, otherwise his money and energy will be wasted.

"I don't believe it. With my own fighting power, I can't beat the tree spirits created in the formation!"

His face was confident and crazy, and he entered a fighting state.

There are many teenagers like him in the formation.

If someone counted the people who entered this level and how many of them had to leave the formation without fighting the tree spirit, it would probably make people look ugly.

At least more than half of the young people are like this, which means that half of them go through the back door.

But now, due to unknown reasons, the tree spirits are fighting everyone again without any inequality.

Among the group of teenagers who used the back door, many parallel imports were immediately knocked down by the tree spirits, and some were even bleeding and injured.

"Ah ah ah, dad, I won't take part in this shabby entrance test!"

"It hurts me to death. Someone tell me why the tree spirit came to attack me. I paid for it!"

"Surrender, I surrender, Mr. Dryad, I surrender."

"You can't hit a girl. I'm a girl. My mother told me that I don't have to sweat today!"

"Yeah! Please stop hitting me, it hurts so much!"

The parallel importers were beaten, and some of them passed out.

Those who are unconscious will naturally not be attacked again, but others who refuse to admit defeat or do not know how to surrender at this level will continue to be beaten.

Buzz.

After a while, at the exit on the other side of the formation, the young man who fought tirelessly with the tree spirit was the first to step out of the formation.

He was teetering.

But after walking out of the formation, the expected scene of many cheaters waiting did not appear.

Buzz.

After a few more minutes, under the strange gaze of the young man, the bruised and swollen young man walked out of the formation.

"It's you?" The young man was a little surprised.

Isn't this young man a cheater? Why did he get hurt after not seeing each other for just a few minutes?

"You were the first one to come out? You're lucky." The young man looked at the boy and stopped talking to him. Instead, he took out his cell phone and prepared to call his father to ask why the cheating failed.

After that, there was a steady stream of people who passed through and walked out.

Without exception, those who were able to pass were on the verge of collapse.

The attack of the tree spirit is aimed at young talents, and those who can pass are generally those with outstanding strength.

What's surprising is that when the clock at the exit reached the last minute to clear the level, the brave brother's brother also walked out of the formation in a state of embarrassment.

After everyone has arrived and time has finally run out.

The two men who originally guided the testers appeared again.

But the young man and others all looked surprised.
To be continued...