Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 82 Core Inheritance Trial
"Don't look at me like that!"
"Xiaoyao, from now on you are not allowed to use any of your awakened skills on me unless I allow it, okay?" Wang Chen said with a straight face.
"I know." Xiaoyao said aggrievedly.
“Neither can newly awakened ones.”
“You swear!”
Wang Chen felt unsafe. Xiaoyao's skills were too powerful and he couldn't withstand any of them.
"What is swearing..." Xiaoyao stared with her big eyes.
"That's what you fear the most. Just put it this way, I will not use any of my skills on Wang Chen in the future, otherwise I will do this and that."
"oh……"
Xiaoyao hesitated for a long time before whispering:
"I swear that I will never use any of my skills on Wang Chen again, otherwise... otherwise..."
As she spoke, she almost burst into tears.
"Just let me and Wang Chen separate... wow..."
She finally burst into tears.
Wang Chen was stunned.
What Xiaoyao fears most is actually being separated from herself?
Looking at Xiaoyao crying loudly, his nose also felt a little sour.
"Don't be afraid of oaths that are not true. Oaths are meant to be broken. They are very false ."
Wang Chen hurriedly comforted her.
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After a night of practice.
"Forget it, since I can't get any information about the trial, I can only rely on the ants who are also disciples of the inheritance to support me."
Facing the rising sun, Wang Chen stood up.
In preparation for today's core trial, he had been sitting cross-legged in meditation for the past two days. At this moment, felt full of energy and was in his best condition.
"It's better to stay in a sect. Although it's a warm house, you don't have to worry about being chased or ambushed at any time."
"This trial is the best opportunity to get in touch with the deepest inheritance of Qiankun Sword Art. I absolutely cannot miss it."
Just as he was about to fly away on his sword, he saw Lan Qingzi and three of his fellow apprentices standing in the quarry.
"Big Brother will accomplish his mission immediately." Zhou Shuwu shouted, raising his sword.
"Just do your best." Lan Qingzi nodded.
With a wave of his hand, Wang Chen jumped up, and the heavy black iron sword flashed with green light and whizzed away.
The sky is clear.
Wang Chen smiled and said:
"I wanted to tell them that I was the best choice, but I couldn't open my mouth."
"It's mainly because I'm too low-key, Xiaoyao, don't you think so?"
"Um."
Xiaoyao nodded without any principles.
"Hahaha." Wang Chen laughed, and the green light of the sword quickly disappeared.
Qingtian Peak is the outer peak of Chongyang Palace.
Its highest point is almost parallel to the highest peak of the Qiankun Sword Sect, which reflects the artistic conception of stepping into the blue sky in one step.
And here, for many disciples of the inheritance,
He also dreams of stepping into the blue sky in one step and becoming a core disciple.
The trial for inheritance disciples to be promoted to core disciples every five years is held on this peak.
The top of the peak is stepped, and a wide square is carved on the flat area.
It is smooth and has nothing to embellish it. Even around the mountain, there is no fence.
There is a protruding peak at the top, and at the bottom of the peak there is a huge stone gate.
At this moment, a large number of disciples were standing in the square. In addition to the inner and outer disciples who were watching the ceremony, several inheritance disciples who had already arrived gathered not far from the stone gate, forming a small group.
Compared with the sword sacrifice ceremony, there are no restrictions on clothing, speech, and behavior when watching the promotion trial.
Therefore, the flow of people was particularly enthusiastic.
He symbolizes the most elite core disciple of the younger generation of Qiankun Sword Sect, and is talked about with great relish by all the disciples.
"If it weren't for Senior Brother Jiang Yu's enlightenment of the Wordless Jade Disk and his astonishing success, I would have thought that Senior Brother Jun Mo would be the next Core Disciple to be promoted."
An inner sect disciple who had achieved Nirvana four times sighed.
A week ago, these geniuses who had one foot in the threshold of becoming inherited disciples would inevitably call Jiang Yu a waste when talking about him.
At this moment, the address has changed to Senior Brother Jiang Yu.
"Xu Chong, you are wrong. No matter how much Jiang Yu tries, he can never win over Senior Brother Jun Mo."
"Do you know Brother Junhou?"
"He is the second most outstanding person among the core disciples, and Jun Mo is his younger brother."
"Not to mention that the leader of their sword vein was also a core disciple of our sect. This time, Jun Mo came to participate in the trial, and he must have been fully prepared and was sure to win."
On the other hand, what does Jiang Yu have?
"I've never heard of who his master is." An inner sect cultivator with a mustache pointed at Jiangshan.
“That makes sense.”
This analysis was well-reasoned and many people nodded in agreement.
"Besides, it is said that there is an ancient immortal sword intent in the wordless jade disk. It is very difficult to master this kind of thing in three days. So even if Jiang Yu is lucky enough to obtain this sword intent, I still prefer Senior Brother Jun Mo."
"Don't always compare Brother Jun Mo, who has achieved Nirvana seven times, with Jiang Yu. Maybe Jiang Yu is not as good as other disciples of the inheritance."
In the square, disciples gathered in groups of three or four, and the sound of their conversations could be heard everywhere.
"Look, a core brother is here."
Someone with sharp eyes saw a person in white clothes floating towards him above the green light in the sky.
"It's Senior Brother Fang Cheng." Someone called out the name of this core disciple.
“Huh?”
"Over there..."
"It's Senior Sister Qingshuang!"
This exclamation immediately silenced the disciples in the square, and they all looked up to the sky.
A man in white clothes as white as snow came gracefully standing on a sky-blue flying sword.
Senior Sister Qingshuang actually came.
"I haven't seen him at the ceremony in previous years."
"Is it because of Senior Brother Jun Mo?"
A disciple came to a conclusion after thinking about it.
"Yes, he must think that Senior Brother Jun Mo has the potential to break the trial record she holds."
The disciples were discussing excitedly, but their eyes kept glancing at Qingshuang.
However, with a whistling sound from the sky, the voices of discussion suddenly and strangely stopped.
With a flash of sword light, Wang Chen jumped off the heavy black iron sword.
“There are quite a lot of people.”
He looked around, but only felt a cold gaze cast on his face.
Turning his head, he saw Qingshuang.
In full view of everyone, Wang Chen walked towards Qingshuang.
The square became even quieter.
With her eyebrows raised, Qingshuang looked at Wang Chen angrily, with a look of provocation in her eyes.
"I'm sorry." Wang Chen came to Qingshuang and suddenly said.
Qingshuang was stunned, then snorted coldly.
"If you think I will tell you the key to the trial, then you are totally wrong. If you want to pass your own trial, you must rely on your own ability and don't just think of taking shortcuts."
"That's not true." Wang Chen didn't mind at all. After all, he had said such excessive words to the woman in front of him.
He asked himself if it were him, he would have drawn his sword and fought to the death.
"I just said, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."
He said sorry again, then turned around and walked to the stone gate.
"Senior Sister Qingshuang is teaching him a lesson?"
"I guess Jiang Yu wanted to ask Senior Sister Qingshuang for the key to the trial, but was rejected. This is a sign of guilt. How can he become a core disciple with this attitude?"
With the arrival of Wang Chen, the discussions in the square became noticeably quieter.
From this perspective, Wang Chen, who cursed at the group of disciples during the sword sacrifice ceremony, actually had some kind of inexplicable power.
Gradually, more and more people came.
Jun Mo, Zuo Han and other disciples also landed one after another. They stood together and isolated Wang Chen.
After a moment, Gu Qianyin flew down on his sword.
The whole square suddenly fell silent.
After taking a glance at all the disciples, Gu Qianyin said:
"I believe you all know something about the core trial, but I still want to remind you that this trial may lead to life-threatening situations at any time. If you feel that you can't hold on, remember to crush the escape talisman immediately."
"In previous trials, there have been many cases of disciples dying. If you don't want to die, remember what I said."
He paused, glanced at the disciples one by one and said,
"The minimum requirement for the trial is three hours. Those who cannot last for three hours will not be qualified to advance."
"After three hours, the one who holds out the longest will be the core disciple of this session."
"Do you understand?"
"Understood." All the disciples responded in unison.
At that moment, an inner sect disciple distributed jade talismans to each of the inheritance disciples who participated in the trial.
Wang Chen pinched the jade talisman with two fingers and instantly discovered that there was a small magic circle inside it, which must be used for movement.
“This precious jade escape talisman is time-consuming and laborious to make and is very valuable, but it is only used for trials. The foundation of a large sect is often revealed in the details.” Wang Chen sighed.
At this moment, the huge stone door made a heavy sound and slowly opened to both sides, revealing a huge cave entrance.
It was pitch black. There was no wind or temperature, as if the dark hole did not exist.
A group of disciples looked at the black hole with complicated expressions, but no one entered.
They are waiting for Jun Mo.
Ever since Jun Mo became a disciple of inheritance, he has always been the leader among all the disciples.
At this moment, he looked excited.
Because after today, he will become the pinnacle disciple of the Qionghua Sect and the core disciple.
His eyes were gleaming with excitement, and a figure inexplicably appeared in Jun Mo's eyes.
It was Wang Chen, who stepped into the black hole with an expressionless face.
"Jiang Yu, just steal the spotlight. You're going to die anyway."
There was a hint of ferocity in Jun Mo's ugly face as he walked into the black hole.
Behind him, a group of disciples walked in, mostly with the intention of accompanying the prince to study.
At one side, several disciples took out several giant incense sticks and placed name tags of each trial participant on them to record the time each trial participant persisted.
Smoke rose into the sky, and the trial officially began.
