The memories of the past gradually emerge.

That is the past they don't want to mention.

He was chased by Zhan Wuque in the secret realm of the Great Qin Empire and almost failed to come out.

When they saw Zhan Wuque again, they thought that their cultivation level would be great enough to suppress and even torture each other.

But now it seems that they are thinking wrong, and they are completely wrong.

"Bang!"

A dull collision sound pulled their thoughts back.

Zhan Wuque's palm actually knocked the phlegm away, and then he did not diminish. He slapped Mao Yu's chest, shaking him so hard that he coughed up blood and exited the circle.

"I lost."

Mao Yu's face was full of bitterness. He took out the identity token and stretched out his touch. He threw the two contribution points towards Zhan Wuque.

Zhan Wuque reached out to take it, stroked the token on his waist, and the contribution point was immediately deposited into the token.

This contribution point is quite strange, like two small light spots, which can only exist in the identity token, and will dissipate if it is placed outside without a half-scented plant.

The token will bind the aura of a warrior, and each person will be ordered by another person, so outsiders will not be able to extract contribution points from the token.

On the field, Zhan Wuque Ling Li.

Mao Yu, who ranked third in the external disciples' assessment, also failed.

The same move.

Ning Rong, who ranked second, shook his head and did not plan to play.

He asked himself that he was not a match for Zhan Wuque, and that he was just a humiliation after going up.

Now only Geng Sheng, who is tied for the first place with Zhan Wuque, is left.

Geng Sheng's face looked extremely ugly.

Now that things have come to this point, how could he not know that he has misunderstood it?

But now he is hard to get rid of the tiger and has troubles.

Since the last time the external disciples' assessment was over, he often mentioned to people that Zhan Wuque was not as good as him. If you have the chance, you must teach Zhan Wuque a lesson and prove yourself.

Now the opportunity has come, but he dares not take it.

Many people looked at Geng Sheng and saw that he was indifferent, as if they understood something, and their eyes showed sarcasm and teasing.

He is extremely arrogant on weekdays, but he turns out to be a coward.

Geng Sheng seemed to understand what everyone was thinking, and knew that he would go up to fight anyway today, otherwise Geng Sheng would not have thought of rising up in Guiyi Jianshe Sect in the future.

This stain will accompany him throughout his life.

"Zhan Wuque, I will fight you!"

Geng Sheng gritted his teeth and rushed up.

"What are you using to bet on me?" Zhan Wuque looked at him with interest, "I won't bet on you if there are less than three contribution points."

"Okay, I'll bet on three contribution points with you today!"

Geng Sheng growled, his heart was bleeding.

He only has three contribution points, and he has saved up the task he worked hard to do in the past few days.

He had just entered the outer gate and could not receive any tasks. These contribution points were obtained by following the mission team to kill monsters and taking great risks.

He knew he was unable to fight against Zhan Wuwei, but now he had no other way, so he could only use contribution points as a bet.

"My contribution point is not that easy to get!" Geng Sheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Even if he lost, he would bite off a piece of meat on Zhan Wuque's body!

"Nine Swords of Ghost!"

After deciding on the bet, Geng Sheng took out a cold sword and danced wildly.

"The first knife, the second knife, the third knife..."

"The ninth knife!"

In an instant, Geng Sheng used nine swords in a row.

Geng Sheng bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the knife's face. His face suddenly turned pale, and a trace of abnormal cherry red flashed across him, and he shouted loudly, "Nine swords together!"

"Swish!"

Nine cold lights suddenly merged and turned into a three-meter-long cold knife and slashed at Zhan Wuque's head.

Before the knife arrived, a deep knife mark appeared on the ground. With the sound of "click", the knife mark was frozen by the ice.

"What a terrible blow!"

Mao Yu and others quickly retreated.

Even those disciples of King Wu had different eyes.

This attack is infinitely close to the strength of the third level of King Wu.

Zhan Wuque looked faint, looking at the majestic and ferocious Sanzhang Han Knife, raising his hand slightly, and a small fire snake shot out from his fingers and rushed towards the Han Knife.

But just this small fire snake changed Hong Tao's face and showed a deep greed in his eyes.

"Fourth-level top demon fire!"

Demon fire is extremely scarce, and the higher the level, the more precious it is.

The fourth-level top demon fire, even Hong Tao was very moved.

The fourth level corresponds to King Wu. As soon as the top demon fire of the fourth level comes out, even the strongest men of King Wu have to retreat, let alone a small cold sword?

"Shit!"

A thick white smoke suddenly emerged from the air.

When the smoke dissipated, everyone found that the fire snake had disappeared at some point, but Geng Sheng's cold knife was full of holes, which was basically considered useless.

"puff!"

Geng Sheng was angry and spurted out a mouthful of black blood. He pointed at Zhan Wuque, trembling all over, and extremely angry, "You dare to destroy my sword. I am incompatible with you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me some contributions," Zhan Wuque was trying to take action.

"for you!"

Geng Sheng's face changed and he hurriedly threw the three contribution points to Zhan Wuque, as if he was afraid that Zhan Wuque would take action and immediately jumped out of the circle.

Taking the initiative to withdraw from the circle is considered to have given up on his own initiative.

He had already put all his strength into the attack just now, and for this, he even suffered internal injuries and had no power to fight again.

Geng Sheng and lost.

But the matter is not over yet. The disciples who passed the assessment and entered the outer sect were only half a step into the King of Martial Arts. In the field, there were many King of Martial Arts disciples, even the higher-level King of Martial Arts!

"The warm-up is over, and it should be a highlight below," Hong Tao smiled slightly and sent a secret voice.

"Qin Ming, go up and fight him!"

Hearing Hong Tao's voice transmission, Qin Ming's face was instantly bloodless.

"Tao, Brother Tao, I'm no match for this kid!"

Qin Ming was almost crying.

He can't even beat this perverted body with bare hands to resist the mysterious low-grade weapon.

"waste!"

Hong Tao's face looked ugly.

"Su Can, go!"

"Brother Tao, I can't do it either," Su Can quickly refused.

Just kidding, there is a big grudge between him and Zhan Wuque. If you go up, you might die and he won't go.

"Brother Tao, let me do it. Although this kid has some strength, I..."

Xiao Zhan secretly sent a voice, and at the end, Hong Tao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Hahaha, okay, Junior Brother Xiao, this time it's up to you to complete the last part of the plan!"

Hong Tao was overjoyed and secretly transferred the contribution point to Xiao Zhan.

They have been preparing for this plan for a long time, and now they have reached the stage of closing the network.

"Zhan Wuque, how about you and me?" Xiao Zhan laughed loudly and walked towards the stage. "I have a thousand contribution points here. As long as you can beat me, just take it!"

"One Thousand Contribution Points!"

Everyone gasped.

The annual living expenses for a high-end residence are only 1,000 yuan.

Low-level residences, ten contribution points and one thousand contribution points a year, you can rent one hundred low-level residences.

What is this concept?

They looked around with disbelief.

Because they have low-level residences under their feet, and such residences can be bought with a thousand contribution points at the same time!

"Zhan Wuque, can you dare to fight me?"

Xiao Zhan said arrogantly that he was using aggressive generals, worried that Zhan Wuque would not dare to fight.

After all, he is a senior disciple of the outer sect and has the strength of the eighth level of the Martial King. He has a high cultivation level and amazing combat power. Most people dare not fight him at all.

"What's the point!"
Chapter completed!