I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Xiong Yang's words did not have much effect.

When there are many people, the group can seriously affect individual intelligence.

Some disciples wanted to disperse, but seeing that others hadn't moved, they wondered why they should be the ones to move.

The stalemate continued, with the wind demon closing in relentlessly.

Shen Ming was unwilling to attack indiscriminately without distinguishing friend from foe.

It's not elegant, it lacks class.

Faced with the dark, swarming wind demons, he came up with a plan, his expression gradually becoming excited and eager to try it out.

“Let’s go together!” Zhang Haoran immediately agreed, sensing his intention.

"Then let's go together!"

Shen Ming laughed loudly, and he and Zhang Haoran rushed out of the crowd in perfect unison to meet the Wind Demon.

The disciples were all dumbfounded!

They desperately pushed their way to form a defensive line, but the two of you managed to escape!

"Wait for me!"

Reverse Butterfly made a decision and followed the two people.

Gu Qing wanted to follow, but stopped because of Feng Mo.

Reason told him that leaving the group was not a wise choice.

"By the time those three are eliminated, the selection process will almost be over."

Gu Qinggang was still talking about the 'four disciples of Tongtian Peak' when he saw this scene and immediately started plotting his own scheme.

As the saying goes, you don't need to outrun the tiger, you just need to outrun your own kind.

The wind demon quickly engulfed the figures of Shen Ming and his two companions.

At least forty-five wind demons attacked the three of them from both sides, while the remaining wind demons rushed towards Gu Qing's side.

"Then let's fight!"

There's nothing more to say now that things have come to this; all we can do is give it our all.

At Xuantian Square, everyone watched the final moment intently.

The disciples who were eliminated earlier did not expect that the Heavenly Demon would appear in the end, and some of them began to feel fortunate.

The sect's higher-ups knew the purpose of this arrangement.

Only at such moments can the disciples' potential and fighting spirit be unleashed.

It's unrealistic to expect all nine people to perform exceptionally well.

As the saying goes, only one in ten survives; as long as there are one or two, the sect will be content.

"Shen Ming has a promising future."

Seeing Shen Ming's actions, Headmaster Liang Mingxi praised him.

The deputy sect leader and the supreme elder standing beside them were quite surprised.

The leader is easygoing, but has extremely high standards and rarely gives others such high praise.

Indeed, surrounded by the demonic winds, Shen Ming moved with ghostly agility, relying on his movement techniques.

The sword in his hand moved like a whirlwind, each swing shattering the wind demon.

The Wind Demon knows no fear, never retreats, and only knows how to attack its enemies relentlessly.

Shen Ming's swordsmanship was like a rainbow, with sword light crisscrossing, like a god of war.

Zhang Haoran was on the right side, launching a fierce attack. Although he was not as brave as Shen Ming, he was still able to stand on his own.

The one under the most pressure was Mud Butterfly, who was flustered and struggling to defend herself by wielding her sharp blade.

This was even with Shen Ming and Zhang Haoran drawing most of the firepower.

Ni Die's heart began to waver, thinking that she had been taking advantage of the chaos all along, relying on Shen Ming's influence to get to the center point.

Does someone like her really deserve to be a true disciple?

As he pondered, the sharpness of the blade diminished considerably.

Wuji·Lingyun!

Shen Ming suddenly changed the direction of his sword strike, wiping out the Heavenly Demon on her right.

"Senior Brother Shen..."

Ni Die thought that Shen Ming couldn't stand her performance.

"Look at that person."

Shen Ming pointed to the other disciples on the right.

The people over there were in an even worse state than they were; the disciple Shen Ming pointed to had barely contributed anything.

"Do you want to lose to someone like that?" Shen Ming didn't say anything profound, but just one sentence made Ni Die's eyes light up.

Yes, people like that have the potential to become true disciples, so why can't I?

In the past, not all true disciples went through all their efforts to pass the selection; some took shortcuts or got lucky.

So many people in the world win without effort, why can't it be me?

Even lying down is a path!

The butterfly realized what it means to take a step back and see a broader horizon.

In life, one should not fall into the trap of self-justification; instead, one should seize every opportunity to improve oneself!

In an instant, Ni Die made breakthroughs in the "Tai Xuan Bing Fa Jue" technique, and the sharp edge of the blade turned into multiple shadows.

Shen Ming smiled knowingly. If it were a duel, he wouldn't fight for a spot for Ni Die.

But this chaotic situation is different.

The three of them were full of vigor, while Gu Qing's side was suffering terribly.

"Why haven't those three been eliminated yet?" Gu Qing thought to herself, feeling miserable.

Just now, Fengmo eliminated two disciples.

Now, with Gu Qing included, there are only nine people left on this side.

If Shen Ming, Zhang Haoran, and Ni Die are eliminated, the selection process will end.

They were already powerless to deal with so many wind demons, and were just struggling to hold on.

"You piece of trash, still trying to fish in troubled waters, get out of here!"

When Xiong Yang's temper flared up, he grabbed the disciple that Shen Ming had just pointed to and threw him toward Feng Mo.

Soon, only eight people remained on this side, and Fengmo still showed no signs of stopping.

"Eleven people, two more are needed. We can't let them fall at the end!"

As Gu Qing thought this, her lips suddenly twitched involuntarily.

Five wind demons charged forward menacingly from the right.

"Senior Sister Fang?!" he shouted hurriedly.

Fang Qingxue's Xuanbing True Qi is located in this direction, so the Wind Demon cannot easily come over, let alone the Five Heads.

"My inner energy is almost depleted, I need to regulate my breathing," Fang Qingxue said, leaning back.

She actually had enough internal energy, but the situation was critical, so she had to use it sparingly.

This made things difficult for Gu Qing, who immediately became Feng Mo's punching bag.

In a daze, he saw the figures of Shen Ming and the other two.

Gu Qing wondered why Shen Ming had suddenly appeared, then realized that the Wind Demons had already been eliminated.

After the corpses of the Wind Demons dissipate, they will naturally become visible.

In other words, Shen Ming and his two companions dealt with more Wind Demons than they had!

Gu Qing regretted not following along earlier, having missed the opportunity time and time again.

"Senior Brother Shen, save me..." Gu Qing cried out.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The Wind Demon Fist rained down, shattering his wooden sign.

"No no no!"

Gu Qing couldn't accept it, but her body was uncontrollably lifted into the air.

While in mid-air, he discovered he was the last one to be eliminated!

After the remaining nine disciples, all the Wind Demons stopped.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

Gu Qing screamed and yelled wildly, her mentality completely collapsing.

"It's finally over!"

Xiong Yang breathed a sigh of relief. This selection process had been full of twists and turns, but thankfully the result was as expected.

He looked at Shen Ming, and felt another wave of relief.

If the final selection is in the form of a duel, he will most likely choose this disciple who has just broken through to the late stage.

Who would have thought that a disciple who had just started learning would possess such formidable strength?

At this moment, the sect leader's external projection appeared in the sky above the battlefield.

It resembles a mountain standing in the sky.

"From this day forward, the nine of you will be the true disciples of my Xuantian Sect."

The sect leader also made this result clear.

“I really did it!”

Ni Die jumped ten feet high on the spot, dancing and gesturing wildly; she was the happiest of the nine.

Shen Ming smiled knowingly, satisfied with his performance in this selection.