Eight Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters Take Turns

"Accept!" Zhao Zhuming shouted in a low voice.

Only then did Zang Qing suddenly wake up, her clenched fists clenched again, blue light surged all over her body, three halos lit up on the sharp horns, her figure grew several times, becoming ten feet high, and she raised her head to the sky and let out a cry Roaring, he punched the huge cloud palm with one stroke.

I saw layers of blue light surging in the void, turning into two huge void fist shadows, soaring into the sky with an outrageous and unparalleled aura.

Zhao Zhuming shook his sleeves, and suddenly pressed his palm down.

The clouds in the sky surged crazily, and the cloud palm broke out from the stratus clouds, pressing down like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

The air above the stone platform seemed to be pulled away suddenly, and it became extremely silent, and even the slightest storm and smoke could not be seen.

Shi Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the golden light in his pupils flowed down, and he saw that the fine dust all over the stone platform was shaking slightly, as if it was constantly suppressed by an invisible force.

At this moment, the shadow of the punching fist finally collided with the cloud palm.

There was a sound of "click".

The moment the dark blue fist shadow came into contact with the palm of the cloud, it cracked into lines, almost without any delay, it turned into a piece of blue light and collapsed.

And the Tibetan on the stone platform has also recovered its original figure, lying on the hand, unable to move at all.

After a while, Zhao Zhuming silently withdrew his palm and stood with his hands behind his back, without looking at Tibetan Qing again.

The cloud palm in the sky did not disperse, and was still suspended in the sky quietly.

Seeing this scene, everyone around the stone platform fell silent, as if no one thought that the first trial round would end so easily.

Immediately after that, intense discussions erupted around the stone platform.

"Brother Shi, it looks like this Tibetan blue must have the middle stage of the holy rank, why did it lose almost instantly?" Shu Youjin asked in disbelief.

"This Tibetan blue is not weak, and has already touched the threshold of the late stage of the holy rank, but his attack is too slow, allowing Elder Zhu Ming's cloud palm to fully accumulate the downward momentum, which makes him completely unable to resist. "Shi Mu's eyes were slightly fixed, looking at the huge cloud palm floating in the sky and said.

"My lord, are you saying that we should strike first?" Fang Zhen asked hastily.

"It's not necessarily true. Tibetan Qing's move is to use offense instead of defense. If it can be faster and the upward momentum is stronger, it can still withstand the cloud palm. But if it is someone else or other methods, it can Not necessarily." Shi Mu explained.

After hearing this, Fang Zhen and Shu Youjin nodded in agreement.

After a while, the second person who accepted the assessment stood on the stone platform.

This person is three feet tall, but extremely thin. On his limbs, there are thick joints every three inches, making it look like a slender bamboo pole, very strange.

"This person seems to be from the Clan of the Cockroach, and they haven't shown up in the Milky Way Starfield for a long time, so I didn't expect to see them here." Shu Youjin said with some surprise.

As soon as he finished speaking, blue rays of light began to glow on the man's body.

From the place where the blue light spread on his body, hair-like green tentacles suddenly sprang out, twisting and twisting towards the surface of the surrounding stone platforms.

The moment those green tentacles touched the ground, they suddenly raised their heads and plunged towards the stone platform.

Just listen to the sound of "hoo".

Those tentacles stuck into the ground immediately expanded dozens of times the moment they touched the soil, breaking the ground every inch of it, and rushed out of it.

The figure of the Clan Bamboo Tribe who was originally only three feet tall grew several times, and turned into a blue giant with a height of more than ten feet. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by green bamboos, and even his cheeks were covered with armor-like bamboo joints.

Zhao Zhuming lowered his brows and eyes, and his eyes fell on him. With a flick of his wrist and pressing down, the huge cloud palm that had been at rest suddenly surged and pressed down.

The cyan giant did not take the initiative to attack, but bent his knees slightly, raised his arms high, and held the cloud palm firmly.

There was no violent collision, and there was no loud noise. The cyan giant supported the cloud palm with both hands, as if holding up a piece of sky.

Just hearing the sound of "Kaka" coming from mid-air, the tall body of the cyan giant began to become rickety, and the originally straight arms also became bent under the huge pressure.

A series of "crackling" sounds erupted from the green bamboo joints wrapped around him, and it burst open due to being overwhelmed.

After a while, there was only a "bang".

The whole body of the cyan giant exploded, green bamboos burst out from it, and exploded into pieces, while the cockroach bamboo clansman flew out from it and fell outside the stone platform.

In just a few tens of breaths, the second member of the Hundred Clans who participated in the assessment failed miserably and returned. This caused a short blank space on the stone stage. Suddenly, it fell into a situation where no one took the initiative to take the stage again.

"There are many important matters in the old man's family. If no one comes up to challenge you, then it will be regarded as a rejection!" Zhao Zhuming raised his brows and raised his voice.

As soon as his words fell, the third challenger jumped onto the stone platform.

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The noon sun gradually slanted westward, making everyone's shadows longer and longer. Most of the day passed, but among the dozens of people who had participated in the assessment, none of them could pass.

"I have to pass this level anyway, son, I'll go first." Fang Zhen said, cupping his hands at Shi Mu.

"Go." Shi Mu nodded and said.

Fang Zhen turned around, jumped onto the stone platform with a stride, and saluted Zhao Zhuming.

Zhao Zhuming just nodded lightly, then turned his wrist again and pressed it down.

As soon as Fang Zhen saw the clouds surging in the sky, purple light flashed in his eyes immediately, and a purple light lit up on his body.

A roar came out of his mouth, and he put his hands on the ground, and the whole person fell down.

He could only hear the "crackling" sound all over his body, and his strong muscles quickly swelled up, and his whole body swelled up.

Black hairs like steel thorns protruded from the parts of his body that were not covered by clothes, which looked very terrifying.

"This kid is really smart. As soon as he came up, he used his clan's bull demon magic skill to transform into the Manggu God Bull." Shu Youjin's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile.

"His strength is only in the middle stage of the holy rank. If he doesn't use the strongest moves at the beginning, he has no chance to survive." Shi Mu said.

"moo"

There was a loud cry that shook the world, and a huge black bull with a body length of more than 50 feet appeared on the stone platform. Purple light flashed in its eyes, and two sharp horns on its head snaked towards the sky. , A purple mist spewed out of his nostrils.

His body shrank back, his hind feet kicked firmly on the ground, his head suddenly lifted, and he rushed straight up.

There was a loud "boom".

I saw the golden light shining on the sharp horns on the top of the black bull's head, and it went straight to Yunzhang's palm.

"Boom"

There was a sound of thunder, and the cloud inside the cloud palm was turbulent, rolling towards the sharp corner, and a huge force like overwhelming mountains and seas pressed down.

Just heard a loud "bang".

Fang Zhen's black bull finally couldn't resist, his front legs trembled, and he knelt down suddenly.

Where his knees pressed down, cracks like spider webs opened on the ground, spreading in all directions.

At this moment, a red light flashed in the palm of the cloud, and it turned into a crimson color, rolling down with a billowing heat wave.

"Boom" a loud noise.

Most of the stone platform sank down suddenly, and the entire stone platform collapsed half a foot.

A large cloud of smoke rose up, covering the entire stone platform, and Shi Mu saw Fang Zhen's figure shrinking little by little, gradually returning to its original appearance.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on anymore." Shu Youjin said with a slight frown.

"Not necessarily." Shi Mu said with his eyebrows raised slightly.

As soon as his words fell, there was a sound from the smoke and dust on the stone platform, and a vague figure stood up tremblingly from it.

"Good boy, you can still stand up." Seeing this scene, Shu Youjin couldn't help being a little surprised, and shouted.

Zhao Zhuming glanced at Fang Zhen indifferently, his face didn't change much, he just nodded and said, "Pass."

After fighting for half a day, the first passer was finally produced. This is exciting and joyful news for all the disciples of the hundreds of clans who participated in this matter by the stone platform.

The people who had gradually lost their confidence rekindled hope in their hearts at this moment, and all of them were gearing up and preparing to go on stage.

After Fang Zhen came down from the stage, he talked to Shi Mu and the two, then walked back to the stone stage, sat cross-legged and recuperated.

"Hey, he passed, I'll try it too." Shu Youjin looked away from Fang Zhen's back, and said to Shi Mu.

"You go first, through this assessment, you can learn a lot of information about the hundreds of clans in the Tianhe Starfield, I'll take a look later." Shi Mu said.

Shu Youjin nodded, turned around, and walked quickly to the stone platform.

The previous fight made the stone platform a mess, Shu Youjin found a slightly flat place to stand still, and saluted Zhao Zhuming respectfully.

The two began to fight, but Zhao Zhuming still turned his palm against Huanyun into a giant palm, and pressed down on his head.

Shu Youjin rolled his eyes, but his body did not move, his hands clasped together in front of his chest.

The people around the stone platform didn't know why, and laughed one after another, and some of them shouted loudly: "It's useless to pray at this time, right?"

Shi Mu's eyes were indifferent, and there was no worry on his face. He knew that Shu Youjin was not the kind of person to rely on the mercy of the sky, and he must have a backhand.

Sure enough, in the next second, Shu Youjin's folded hands suddenly opened, a golden light shone from them, and a wild and simple aura spread on the stone platform.

I saw a golden seed the size of a melon seed floating in the palms of his hands, covered with simple and incomprehensible strange lines, which looked very extraordinary.

"This is... Kuijialian!" Someone recognized the aura and shouted loudly.

Many people around took a breath, and they all showed disbelief.