The Evil Emperor's Beloved

At this time, in the spiritual field of Jing Yueli's bracelet space, the two spiritual herbs planted by her were undergoing slight changes.

Some strange patterns are slowly appearing on the leaves of the spiritual herb.

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Let’s talk about the other side.

Yunhai College sect selection.

Jing Wenhao and others are still competing in full swing.

The disciples chosen by Shi Tai were undoubtedly extremely excited.

After the first round of selection, the disciples who passed the test left the competition arena with expectations for the future.

Everyone went back and prepared for the next challenge.

They knew that if they could be selected by the sect this time, there would be a broader world waiting for them ahead. They had already taken the first step.

The next day.

Early in the morning, the arena was already surrounded by people. Almost all the disciples who passed the first round of stone platform selection yesterday were present.

Some were complimenting each other, or standing in groups of three or four, discussing the wonderful moments of yesterday's stone platform selection process.

After Jing Wenhao and Ouyang Rui advanced yesterday, it was inevitable that their foundations would be unstable. In order to consolidate their cultivation, they were still immersed in practice until the beginning of the next day.

So when they stopped practicing and rushed to the arena, this was the scene they saw.

As soon as Jing Wenhao and the others appeared in the arena, they attracted a lot of attention.

They stole the show yesterday.

"Here, here!" Feng Xuanyi shouted at them from a distance.

Jing Wenhao and Ouyang Rui looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. They had no choice but to attract attention.

The two of them squeezed through the crowd and came to Feng Xuanyi and the others.

As soon as I stood still, the second round of competition began.

A group of elders from various sects flew to the elders' seats on the arena, and the dean of Yunhai College was also among them.

The second round of competition was hosted by Yu Lingfeng, the vice president of Yunhai College, who is also the grandfather of Jing Yuehan's plastic sister Yu Min'er.

The vice president glanced at the people in the audience and said, "Today we will have the second round of selection. The rules are very simple. Two people will face off, and the winner will advance. Now, the person whose name I read will come on stage."

Soon, the names of the first group of disciples who would compete were called out.

The arena was divided into four areas, with four groups competing at the same time.

Each area is separated by a barrier so that they don't disturb each other.

As the game progressed, the atmosphere on the field became more and more tense.

When Jing Wenhao's name was called, the four-member team stretched their necks and watched the game with great interest in the audience.

"Ah Hao, it's your turn!"

Jing Wenhao didn't expect that he would be on the court so soon.

He took a deep breath and jumped onto the arena that belonged to him.

At the same time, another person also flew to the arena.

Jing Wenhao's opponent is a burly disciple from Tianhai College, and it seems that his strength should not be underestimated.

The two stood facing each other, and when their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly.

In fact, the opponent only looked powerful in appearance. Jing Wenhao's golden elixir cultivation alone was enough to crush everyone.

"Yunhai College, Jing Wenhao!"

"Humph! Tianhai College, Du Quan."

The other party was very perfunctory and cupped his hands.

Jing Wenhao didn't care. He also knew that he and Ouyang Rui were the ones that were envied by others, and they never thought that others would treat them well.

At the start of the match, Du Quan flashed and took the lead in attacking.

Du Quan's weapon was a pair of huge axes. He was known for his strength. The axes were wrapped in powerful spiritual power and he chopped towards Jing Wenhao.

The other party was coming at him aggressively, and Jing Wenhao also became serious.

He waved the sword in his hand with fierce force, and attacked Du Quan like a storm.

Both sides come and go, refusing to give in to each other.

Jing Wenhao had never thought of using his Jindan cultivation to crush the opponent right from the start. He also wanted to further consolidate his cultivation through fighting, so every time the opponent attacked, he responded flexibly while also looking for the opponent's flaws.

Perhaps the opponent was indeed a little weak, and with a slight mistake, Jing Wenhao immediately seized the opportunity and stabbed the opponent's vitals with a sword.

The opponent was obviously caught off guard and was hit directly by Jing Wenhao. He retreated repeatedly with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Come again!" Du Quan didn't want to admit defeat at all. He became ruthless and completely gave up his previous fighting style. He attacked Jing Wenhao desperately.

Jing Wenhao dodged sideways, put away his sword, kicked Du Quan in the stomach, and kicked him away. Du Quan fell heavily to the ground.

Jing Wenhao’s kick was not light. Du Quan tried several times but failed to get up.

I originally wanted to have a sparring match, but now it seems unnecessary. This guy is a complete lunatic. He doesn't even want to spar with me, he's obviously courting death.

The referee announced that Jing Wenhao won. He smiled slightly and jumped off the arena.

Feng Xuanyi and others immediately went up to him and congratulated him on his successful advancement.

The people in the elders' seats were not surprised by this result. Ever since the stone platform selection yesterday, they had already included Jing Wenhao and Ouyang Rui into the scope of their own sect.

This second competition was just a formality for them.

In the following matches, Jing Wenhao had no intention of leaving. He just carefully observed the others from the audience, largely to accumulate combat experience.

He was surprised to find that most of the disciples who participated in the competition still relied too much on the power of spiritual weapons and neglected the application of their own skills. This was undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse, like trying to catch fish in a tree.

This wasn't the first time he had felt this way.

Jing Wenhao informed Feng Xuanyi and the others of what he had observed.

Yes, they had similar feelings before, and now after listening to Jing Wenhao's analysis, they are more certain of their own ideas. Over-reliance on spiritual tools is not a long-term solution, and improving the use of one's own skills is the key.

As expected, Ouyang Rui, like Jing Wenhao, was promoted to the Golden Core stage. Such a competition was really not difficult for them.

On the competition stage, he easily defeated his opponent.

Although Feng Xuanyi and Lu Yixin did not advance to the Golden Core stage, they were relatively outstanding among all the disciples. Although the competition process was a bit difficult, the final result was good.

Therefore, these four people passed the second round of the sect selection so easily that they themselves felt it was unreal.

"I don't know how Li'er and the others are doing?" After Jing Wenhao calmed down, he felt a little worried when he thought of Jing Yueli.

"Don't worry, Li'er is so capable, there will be no problem." Ouyang Rui comforted.

Jing Wenhao nodded, but the worry in his heart did not decrease.

At this moment, a disciple squeezed in from the back, and when he came to the front, he was still panting. When he saw Jing Wenhao and the other three, he immediately came to Ouyang Rui, who was closest to him, and whispered something in his ear. Ouyang Rui's face changed instantly.