Text Chapter 45 The Inner Sect Trials Begin!

Lin Xuan has heard of many attributes, but never heard of no attributes.

"One advantage of spiritual power without attributes is that it can evolve into spiritual power of any kind of attribute, and they can be integrated with each other," Jiuye said.

"If you have the spiritual power of thunder, then your thunder sword technique will be perfected."

"Really?" Lin Xuan said in surprise, "If the Thunder Sword Technique is perfect, how powerful will it be?"

"It's just that you need to absorb a thunder source, or practice thunder-attribute skills, so that your swordsmanship can be perfected." Jiuye said.

"Let's look for thunder attribute techniques or thunder sources after the inner sect trials!" Lin Xuan made a decision in his mind.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

And today is the day of the inner gate trials.

Tens of thousands of outer disciples started walking towards the testing point. Lin Xuan also walked out of the house with the red flame sword on his back.

Outside the house, there were clouds in the sky and it was clear.

The huge square accommodated countless disciples, their faces flushed and excited.

"I wonder how many people can pass the first level this time?" someone asked with concern.

"I hope I can pass smoothly..."

"Look, it's Jiang Yulong!" Many outer disciples exclaimed, "This is one of the Four Elites!"

Among the crowd, Jiang Yulong, dressed in white and leading a group of disciples from the Shenwei Regiment, stood coldly and proudly.

"Duan Fei is here too!" Another exclaimed, "Damn, all four outer sect heroes are here today. Even if you can't pass the first level, today is still worth it!"

In the other direction, Duan Fei, a handsome young man, stood with a smile, surrounded by many female disciples. His delicate face and graceful figure made countless male disciples' hearts burst into flames.

While Duan Fei greeted these beauties with a smile, he casually glanced at Jiang Yulong, who was also staring at Duan Fei. Their eyes met, sparking a string of sparks in the air.

The two are in different forces. Jiang Yulong hates this pretty boy who attracts women, while Duan Fei doesn't like this young man with a cold personality, so the relationship between the two is very bad.

"Hmph! When you are defeated, I wonder which female disciple will be around you!" Jiang Yulong snorted coldly.

"Shen Qian'er, my goddess!"

In the distance, a girl in green clothes walked slowly towards her. Her light temperament made her look like a banished immortal walking in the world. Duan Fei and Jiang Yulong looked at the girl in green at the same time. Duan Fei nodded with a smile, while Jiang Yulong looked a little strange and his eyes were a little evasive.

Shen Qian'er saluted the two of them, and then stood in another position amidst the greetings of a group of girls.

At this time, a group of teenagers from the South District were also walking towards here with excited faces.

Lin Xuan was dressed in a black shirt, with a dark red sword on his back, and a faint smile on his delicate face. He looked very energetic.

"Brother Xuan, you must rush to the third level, and we will cheer for you then!" Ding Xiaopang said happily.

"Little Fatty, you don't need to tell me that Brother Xuan will definitely enter the third level, and Brother Xuan will definitely successfully enter the inner gate!" These teenagers were chattering and talking non-stop, and the whole process was very happy.

"Wow! So many beauties!" Ding Xiaopang's eyes like cracks in a door suddenly opened wide with great effort, and his saliva kept flowing down.

"It would be great if I could marry one." Ding Xiaopang murmured.

The young men who were traveling with him also looked like Brother Pig, but when they heard Ding Xiaopang's words, they all showed contempt in their eyes.

"Little Fatty, stop dreaming, go home and hug your baby to sleep!" Lin Xuan's right neighbor Hou Xiaoshou said.

The doll is a cotton doll, and Ding Xiaopang hugs it to sleep every day. These disciples often make fun of it.

"Hmph, don't be complacent. When Brother Xuan becomes an inner disciple, he will definitely introduce one to me!" Ding Xiaopang was unconvinced.

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will find you a fairy to be your wife when the time comes!"

A group of teenagers walked onto the square laughing, but the passers-by looked at them with disdain.

"Tch! A bunch of bumpkins want to enter the inner gate, they don't know their own abilities!"

"They are probably still dreaming. The first level will soon shatter their dreams!"

…

Lin Xuan and others stepped onto the square and sighed again.

The square stretches as far as the eye can see, as if there is no end. In front of it is a majestic palace, surrounded by the glow, like a fairy palace.

Here, Lin Xuan saw Jiang Yulong and Duan Fei, the latter ignored him directly, while Jiang Yulong showed a cruel smile.

Lin Xuan ignored them. All grudges could be settled in the ring. There was no need to waste energy now. He slowly closed his eyes and sharpened his eyes.

But not long after, he was shaken awake by someone around him.

"Shangguan Liuyun! It's Shangguan Liuyun!"

Ding Xiaopang pulled Lin Xuan excitedly, his expression seemed to be more exciting than seeing the peerless beauty. The friends around him also had excited faces, staring at the figure without blinking.

"He is one of the four heroes of the outer sect, and he is the number one in the rankings of the outer sect! It is said that his strength is stronger than some of the inner sect disciples. Even Jiang Yulong, Duan Fei and others are overwhelmed by him. Don’t get up!”

Lin Xuan was surprised. He turned his head and saw a person walking outside the square.

This man was wearing a black shirt and walked towards him step by step with an expressionless face. Unlike other geniuses, there are no crowds of supporters behind him, nor beauties like bees and butterflies, but he is alone.

One person is like a sky, weighing down everyone and making them unable to lift their heads!

After he arrived, all the noise disappeared. Even Duan Fei, who had been smiling, turned cold and looked at him with some hostility. Jiang Yulong tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, his knuckles turning pale from the exertion.

He stood in the middle of the square, and everyone around him subconsciously avoided it. No one could withstand his momentum. He seemed to be born to be a king and needed everyone to look up to him.

After a long time, someone dared to talk in a low voice, and the surrounding atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

At this moment, clouds and mist rolled in the sky, and a strong wind suddenly blew, making people's clothes rustle. Everyone looked up in horror and found a person standing on top of the cloud.

A middle-aged man in purple robe!

He just stood in the clouds out of thin air, staring coldly below, as if he were a god above.

"Walking in the air!" Lin Xuan's pupils tightened. He felt a huge coercion slowly released from the middle-aged man in purple robe, like an invisible big hand pressing down on his body, making people suffocating.

The middle-aged man in purple robe waved his hand, and the clouds in the sky turned into a big hand and pressed it into the void.

The next moment, everyone felt the ground shaking, like an earthquake, accompanied by a rumbling sound. When the surroundings returned to normal, the disciples discovered that there was a large mountain on the side of the palace, appearing in front of everyone like a dream.

"This mountain is called Leiyun Mountain. It has ninety-nine levels. It is the first level of this selection. If you climb this mountain, you will be qualified to enter the next level." The middle-aged man in purple robe in the cloud said with a voice like a yellow bell. spread throughout the square.

"Now, the first level begins!"