Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

The shift challenge format is very cruel.

At this time of year every year, the most nervous are the students at the bottom of each class, while the most excited are the students at the top of each class.

As long as they can successfully complete the challenge, they will be able to enter a more powerful class and enjoy the treatment that comes with the new level.

There is another point that has received special attention.

That is, the more outstanding disciples in the competition have the opportunity to be selected as inner disciples and have their own exclusive "mentor".

The "mentor" selects people not only based on the challenge results, but also the talents and abilities demonstrated by the monks during the competition as a reference.

Therefore, even the middle-ranking students in the class were full of enthusiasm, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

The results of a year's accumulated practice will be fully demonstrated in this assessment.

Gu Chenzhou was still quietly doing his own thing as usual. There was no point in thinking too much now, as he had always been ranked last in Class A, without exception.

There is an 80% chance that he will be expelled from Class A this time.

However, he had accepted the fact calmly and participated in the challenge with the determination to die.

The challenge venue is set at the main peak of the Kunlun Mountains. Nine challenge platforms are suspended above the huge venue, like large gyroscopes or inverted mountains. Green mist is lingering like clouds, filling the sky.

The nine challenge platforms are for Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui to take advanced challenges. Among the ten levels of classes, only Class A does not need to take challenges and only needs to control the field and fight back.

Gu Chenzhou stood at the end of Class A, inconspicuous. The disciples on the stage were fighting in full swing, with magical light rising into the sky. Even the disciples from the lowest class, with the lowest level of Qi training, were fighting ruthlessly and without hesitation, and the monks in the stands cheered.

Ying Lan is the busiest student in Class A.

Because she was counting down, almost everyone came up to challenge her.

However, she was not as easy to get along with as she usually was in Class A. With a charming smile in her eyes, she knocked people out of the arena and even knocked several of them unconscious. She was then carried away by the medicine practitioners who were guarding below.

"Oh, it's boring. The ones at the bottom of Class A are so good every year. There's no suspense at all!"

Someone who didn't have good cultivation but was well-informed immediately spread the word, "What do you think? This guy from the Hundred Poison Sect, Ying What, is only 23, but he's already in the late stage of foundation building. The two classes of Class B combined only have a few who have just reached the early stage of foundation building. They're far behind. How can we beat him?"

"Don't hit her, she's counting down on purpose."

"I'm impressed. The people in Class A are really brave!"

"Fight the third from the bottom in Class A! The third from the bottom is in the middle stage of foundation building, maybe we can fight!"

There was a lot of noise below, and they wanted to make decisions for those monks, but those monks themselves had no intention of backing down. They challenged the targets they had chosen as soon as they got on stage. Many people in Class A were called out by them, and although their faces were not very happy, they still had to go up according to the procedure.

"What's going on! Ye Hanying is already here! Who picked her? Is she trying to kill herself?!"

Ye Hanying is very popular, especially since she entered the Ye family and fought back all the way to Class A. She is regarded as a role model by the monks.

Even if the person who challenged her lost in the end, the battle was exciting enough!

"Ye Hanying!"

"Ye Hanying!"

"Ye Hanying!"

Ye Hanying had a beautiful face like a lotus, a headband like a mist, a pink dress with a flowing skirt like a fishtail. She stood on the ring, only glanced at her opponent and lost interest, barely maintaining her demeanor, frowning slightly: "You are at the initial stage of foundation building, you are not qualified to be my opponent."

Although he looks kind and easy to bully, his words are also very straightforward and unpleasant to the ear.

They had never shown such strong aggressiveness when they were in their own class, but when they came out to compete with other classes, the arrogance and confidence of the students in Class A were fully revealed.

The domineering and majestic aura was displayed so vividly that many monks who were originally wavering gave up the idea of ​​challenging.

Most of the remaining ones are determined people.

The other party was a male cultivator with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a tall stature. He looked even more muscular than a physical cultivator. He suddenly became so nervous that his face turned red. The many cultivators below knew what he was thinking at a glance and started to make a fuss.

Ye Chen saw it from a distance and sneered, "Ye Hanying, I like you, please be gentle with me."

The male cultivator stammered, "I, I'm from Class B, my name is Jiang Xianyun, and my home is..."

"Sorry, let me interrupt for a moment," Ye Hanying said with a gentle expression, even smiling, "This is a competition. Can we discuss your personal situation in private?"

The other party pursed his lips, his expression dimmed, and nodded.

Ye Hanying stopped talking nonsense: "You have no chance of winning in a one-on-one match. If anyone else wants to fight, come up together!"

They are actually going to start a team battle.

The crowd below suddenly became very excited. The people in the front row of Class B stopped being shy and jumped up four or five times in succession. At this point, winning or losing didn't matter anymore. Their goal was to learn something from this competition and catch the eyes of the teachers watching from above.

Six against one, they can't get any advantage in a fight. Ye Hanying's foundation is much more solid than everyone expected!

The ending is naturally no surprise.

At the end of the fight, Ye Chen also went up, but no one was willing to challenge Gu Chenzhou.

The mechanism of the competition was also very bad. Disciples who had never been challenged would be called by their superiors to go up to the stage, and the other party would be decided by a random draw in front of everyone.

Sure enough, when the game was almost over, this rule of the competition was activated.

Gu Chenzhou sighed silently, waiting anxiously for the instructor above to read out the names one by one.

After a while, I heard what I wished for: "Class A, Gu Chenzhou, please come on stage."

The challenge platform was in the air. He looked up and barely climbed up according to the skills he had learned.

There was a chuckle from below.

I have never seen anyone in Class A be so clumsy.

"Class B, Liu Han, please come on stage."

A man moved swiftly and took a few steps forward, standing opposite him.

Gu Chenzhou smiled politely and bowed to her. He had made some progress during this period, but he was not very clear about his level. If he could play a game, whether he won or lost, it would be very meaningful to him and allow him to reflect and adjust.

He needs to break down his old self as quickly as possible and then reshape himself.

The other party looked solemn and looked at him in silence. After a while, Gu Chenzhou took a deep breath nervously and kindly reminded: "...You can start now."

The man pondered for a long time, looked at the bustling crowd below, saluted to the teacher above with a forbearing look, and turned down the ring: "I am not feeling well today, I am really sorry."

"The winner is Gu Chenzhou." The announcement from above immediately reached my ears.

She actually gave up the fight.

Gu Chenzhou still stood there in a daze, not reacting.

Then, the level matched to him was lowered to Qi Refining.

But no matter how strong or weak the disciples were, as soon as they came up to him, they would bow to him respectfully, leaving him unable to even utter a word of questioning.

Maybe some of them can't beat him, but they will still pretend to be like this to disgust him.

Although no one said it, everyone was competing with him in their hearts.

For a moment, the arena on Class A's side was extremely quiet.

Gu Chenzhou waited for a while, and knowing that everyone was laughing at him, he stopped insisting and came down from the stage.

He walked very fast, without looking around or looking back. Everyone consciously made way for him. Gu Chenzhou had never walked such a difficult road before. There were people on both sides, all looking at him.

But it was so quiet, without any sound.

The teachers and commanders also sighed at this situation and shook their heads.

They continued to read out names, and the next round of competition was about to begin. The monks quickly withdrew their gazes and became excited again.

Only Ye Chen stepped out of the crowd and followed him.

The man in purple also quietly left the scene.

Ye Hanying noticed something strange, and after a moment of thought, her eyes changed. Then she looked around and lightly followed.