"Do you think I'm scared?"

Facing Wang Li's threat.

The shadow killer curled his lips in disdain, and smiled coldly, full of endless irony.

With both hands, he took out his weapon directly.

Rank six double swords.

The dark attribute aura flows, whistling and surging wildly.

Absolutely reached the ultimate existence.

"Your chance is over."
"Jianying, kill!"

"Shhhhh..."

It can be seen that the black shadow killer is completely unwilling to say who wants to kill him.

Naturally, Wang Li was no longer polite when he made a move.

Hands-on is the latest extreme-breaking move.

One move, countless sword shadows.

In that dark night, it was completely invisible.

Surrounding the shadow killer, beheading crazily.

Let the shadow killer have no ability to resist at all.

"Pfft puff..."

"Ah..."

The sound of long swords cutting through the flesh came out.

The shadow killer, in the case of Wang Li's sword shadow strangling.

There was a cry of pain.

The gap in combat power between the two seemed to be perfectly presented at this moment.

"boom……"

In the next second, Wang Lidang immediately unleashed the fire of guilt.

Burn the shadow killer to death.

Destroy the corpse.

"Shuh!"

Immediately, the whole person pretended to be nonchalant and returned to his room.

"Are you okay? Have you been assassinated?"

When Yunxi and the others heard the movement, they rushed over immediately.

Seeing Wang Li Gangang deal with his opponent, he returned to the room and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's done, it's just this window?"

Wang Li smiled awkwardly and said.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Instructor Ling Ying immediately said, "Good news, there will be a third match tomorrow."

"Because of your outstanding performance in front of you, it is normal for someone to want your life."

"I'm afraid that in the subsequent battles, more people will want to kill you."

"Be careful yourself."

"Ok!"

Hearing Instructor Ling Ying's words, Wang Li nodded heavily.

Then, he fell down on the bed.

Going to sleep again.

The next day, early morning.

Among the three major occupations, there are different assessment venues.

Because of the elimination of the previous two games.

Now, there are less than 300 warriors left by the three major professions.

Alchemists are about to fall below the threshold of two hundred.

At this moment, in the alchemy field.

A new round of assessment has begun.

"Today, our competition is very simple."

"Pindan!"

"Next, pills of different grades will appear in front of you. You can watch them, smell them, and then tell the medicinal materials used in the pills."

"Two people in a group, freely choose the opponent, and then tell the level of the pill you want to buy."

An examiner's voice fell.

Immediately, maids appeared in front of Wang Li and the others, holding jade bottles.

"Pindan? Pick your opponent yourself? Then who will pick that guy?"

"That's right, that person is simply a monster. Anyone who compares with him will definitely be eliminated."

"That's right..."

Hearing the examiner's words, many warriors below made different voices.

For this pindan.

They do understand.

But it is because of understanding that we know.

This product is not so good.

If it doesn't work well, it will directly screw up.

Then if the product is not right, then it will be eliminated.

So, it sounds simple enough.

Actually, there are very strict requirements for an alchemist's eyesight, experience, etc.

"First, who will come first?"

"Me!"

Hear the words of the instructor on the high platform.

Wang Lidang walked out first.

As the pride of China dispatched here.

He has no doubt about Pindan, nor is he afraid.

"Then, who wants to be Wang Li's opponent?"

Immediately, the instructor glanced at the alchemists present and asked.

However, half the time passed.

But no one dared to stand up and be Wang Li's opponent.

It can be seen how terrifying Wang Li is in the hearts of this group of people.

Of course, not everyone is afraid of Wang Li.

Among them, there are also some extremely talented people.

A warrior whose ability in alchemy is no weaker than Wang Li's.

It's just that they didn't want to make enemies with Wang Li at this time and let others take advantage of it.

"Is there no one? If so, then I will draw lots."

After waiting for a while, they saw that no one was willing to stand up and be Wang Li's opponent.

The instructor in charge of the assessment.

Even if the lottery begins.

"No. 40, Peng Qing."

Immediately, he shouted loudly.

"My dear mother."

He heard the examiner call his name, the alchemist named, Peng Qing.

Immediately, he couldn't help but yelled.

Then, in a tone almost crying, he said, "Why am I so unlucky? What bad things did I do in my life? This happened to me."

"Dear mother, you left early, why didn't you bless me?"

"I am your son, your own son."

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