Xuanhuan: I can see the script of life!

"Who's watching me?"

Qin Yang frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look towards that place.

It was a young man, Qin Yang wanted to laugh when he saw him, but Qin Yang kept his expression on the surface.

"Lin Feng? It seems that I took the opportunity, and you also feel it."

Qin Yang's face was pale, and he met Lin Feng's eyes.

the other side.

Seeing Qin Yang looking over, Lin Feng's heart trembled, and he quickly retracted his gaze and closed his eyes at the same time. Lin Feng couldn't look at Qin Yang's piercing gaze at all.

"It's really strange, why do I feel that person seems to have robbed me of something important?"

Lin Feng was very unwilling in his heart, but he couldn't express it, just like a feeling in the dark.

As soon as Lin Feng saw Qin Yang, he felt blocked in his heart, as if Qin Yang had some hatred for him.

"Forget it, that guy doesn't look easy to mess with, so don't touch him!" Lin Feng secretly thought.

There are more and more handyman disciples in the square. Qin Yang looked at it slightly and thought to himself: "This Ziwei Holy Land is indeed a holy place. There are probably thousands of handyman disciples alone!"

The handyman disciples actually have a nice name, and they have nothing to do with the disciples. They are just doing chores for the Ziwei Holy Land.

On the side, Zhang Yuan said with emotion: "This is only a part of the handyman disciples. These are all here to participate in the assessment. There are many others who have passed the assessment long ago, but they have no hope of being promoted to the outer sect. They can only work as handymen for the rest of their lives. Instigate!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan's tone was obviously unwilling.

Because he also has a great possibility to be a handyman all his life and be driven by others.

At this time.

Above the sky, suddenly there was a multicolored ray of light, dazzling and dazzling, all the handyman disciples on the ground looked up to the sky.

"what is that?"

"The character who comes by stepping on the sun must be extraordinary!"

"Could it be an elder from the inner sect?"

There was a sudden commotion in the square. They are a group of handyman disciples with low status, and they are often seen even by disciples from the outer sect, let alone those from the inner sect.

The person above the sky was getting closer and closer, and everyone could see clearly that it turned out to be a white-haired old man. His beard and hair were all white, but his eyes were full of light, without any old appearance.

Everyone looked at the logo on his chest and exclaimed.

"Elder of the inner sect!"

"This time, the assessment of the handyman disciples actually got an elder from the inner sect!"

"Oh my god, the elder of the inner sect, that is a big shot in the Divine Hidden Realm!"

There were exclamations in the square one after another, the inner sect elder of Ziwei Holy Land represented a high status and powerful strength!

At least, you have to be in the Divine Hidden Realm to be eligible!

In the square, even two-thirds of the handymen knelt down directly.

"Divine Hidden Realm?"

Looking at the elders of the inner sect in the sky, Qin Yang secretly said: "You can get the worship of so many people in the Divine Hidden Realm, so what if you are in a higher realm?"

The elders of the inner sect descended until they reached the high platform of the square, and the eyes of all the disciples moved to the elders of the inner sect in unison.

"I announce that the assessment of the handyman disciples in the Ziwei Holy Land begins now!"

The sound of rolling thunder spread down from the high platform to the surroundings, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

Then, commotion began in the square.

There are not so many rules and regulations in the assessment of handyman disciples, that is, draw lots to choose opponents, and the winners will draw lots again, until finally, the top ten are determined.

The top ten are eligible to enter the outer gate of Ziwei Holy Land.

On Qin Yang's side, Zhang Yuan said excitedly, "It's started, it's finally started!"

Qin Yang glanced at Zhang Yuan, and asked again: "Are you confident?"

Zhang Yuan's expression froze when he heard the words, and then he said: "I don't have confidence, but if I can't pass the test, then I might as well die."

Qin Yang said no more.

Then, the lottery began.

If the lottery of the same number is drawn, they will fight in the same arena. This huge square is filled with a hundred arenas.

"I got the number eight ring."

Looking at the lottery in his hand, Zhang Yuan took a long breath.

Then, he headed towards the No. [-] ring.

Qin Yang silently looked at his back, then turned around to draw lots.

"Ring number 44?"

When No. 44 was drawn, Qin Yang looked at No. 44's arena and ran straight away.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream resounded.

Qin Yang's footsteps faltered, and when he looked back, he found that Zhang Yuan on the eighth ring had already been decapitated.

His opponent is a person with an extremely cold temperament, and he doesn't seem to be a character to be messed with.

"what happened?"

"In the arena, can you still kill people?"

"That man died so badly!"

Zhang Yuan's death caused another commotion in the square.

boom!
Suddenly, the elder of the inner sect on the high platform said with a cold face: "The battle of the handyman disciples is life and death!"

Hearing this, many people were even more uproarious.

Cruel, this competition is too cruel, this is equivalent to a life-and-death arena, after entering the arena, only the winner can live!
"I, I don't want to participate!"

In the crowd, a person suddenly said in a trembling voice, throwing away the drawn lottery.

"If you don't participate, leave the Ziwei Holy Land immediately."

The elder of the inner sect on the high platform still said indifferently.

For these high-ranking people, no one cares about the life and death of the handyman disciples.

Qin Yang also understood this truth, but he was not afraid, but continued to run towards No. 44 ring.

"If I'm still at the fifth level of the mortal blood realm, I'm afraid today will be my death day."

Qin Yang came to the edge of ring 44, jumped up lightly.

"However, I am already at the sixth level of the Purple Blood Realm, and among the handyman disciples, who can match my strength?!"

Qin Yang looked indifferently, looking around, his opponent hadn't come up yet.

After Qin Yang arrived at No. 44 ring, many people also looked at him, because Qin Yang's aura was extremely strong, and when he passed by others, he could feel his oppression.

There is only one reason for this, and that is that Qin Yang's realm is very high!

"That person's realm is at least the ninth level of the mortal blood realm! But I think his face is very strange? It seems that he is not very famous." Someone asked doubtfully.

Among the handyman disciples, those with high realms are relatively famous.

However, Qin Yang was at the fifth level of the mortal blood realm before, and he was an ordinary person, so of course he would not be known by others.

Not to mention that no one would know that he had been promoted from the fifth level of the mortal blood realm to the sixth level of the purple blood realm in just seven days!
No one could have guessed this extremely appalling promotion speed.

suddenly.

On ring 44, there was suddenly an extra person.

This person is dressed in white, holds a sword, and has a tall figure, like a handsome young man.

"That's Qiu Ziye! A well-known figure among the handyman disciples!"

"I remember him, he fought against an outer disciple three months ago, and caught the three moves of that outer disciple!"

"Qiu Ziye's strength is at least the ninth level of the Mortal Blood Realm!"

This Qiu Ziye's reputation among the handyman disciples is obviously a thunderous role, and many people know him.