Obviously, the Fuhu Department had already prepared for this test of strength, and the people sent to participate in the second round were all good at physical training.

The leader of the Fuhu tribe was a tall, middle-aged man. He walked forward almost arrogantly and said to Shen Ersan, "Please enlighten me!"

"Give me...a gift...if you don't give it...I'll kill you..." Shen Ersan Huo De pulled out the giant sword inserted into the ground, put it on his shoulder, and said in a stiff tone.

"Haha, of course I'll give it to you as a gift..."

The middle-aged man coughed a few times, then suddenly coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it directly on Shen Ersan.

Following the middle-aged man, other strong men from the Fuhu Tribe also stepped forward and spat thick phlegm at Shen Twenty-san with contemptuous eyes.

They were not short in stature, but when placed next to the giant Shen Ersan, they seemed too short, and they could only vomit on Shen Ersan's legs.

Shen Ersan was already very embarrassed when he was covered in egg liquid and rotten vegetables. Now he was even more embarrassed when he was spat on. However, he nodded with great satisfaction and said, "This gift... is very good... I like it... I won't kill you."

…Now…the trial begins…”

"Come on!" Everyone in Fuhu Department laughed.

Outside the square, many people among the residents of Liulic City couldn't help but laugh.

It's so stupid. Shen Zihao Zombie Demon is really stupid!

It was rumored that the memory of the corpse demon Shen Zihao had been destroyed, changed, and was despised. It was also polite at the time. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that this is not a lie...

That's so stupid!

"What's going on...is it funny..."

Ning Fan suddenly felt a sense of desolation in his heart.

He didn't know what the name of Shen Ersan was during his lifetime, or his origins, but he could guess that he was an upright ancient demon warrior who was unyielding in death.

He was so famous during his lifetime that he would rather die than bow his head, and he still retains this unyielding posture; after his death, he became a corpse demon. If he was a real corpse demon, he suffered humiliation in front of countless people...

If Shen Twenty-san had expected that such a day would come, he would have preferred to self-destruct before his death rather than leave a whole body behind...

No one could hear Ning Fan's thoughts, and not everyone was amused by this matter. Some people frowned, but too few, too few...

The test of strength began amidst the laughter and laughter.

Everyone in the Fuhu Division was well prepared and lined up vertically facing Shen 23rd.

When Shen Twenty-san struck down with his sword, everyone raised their swords one after another and acted simultaneously with great tacit understanding to block Shen Twenty-san's giant sword.

Although the huge power is far from Shen Ersan's full strength, it is still extremely terrifying.

The length of the giant sword was actually longer than the column of twenty people. With one strike, the heavy sword force set off a strong wind, whizzing around the ancient square.

The collision of twenty swords and a huge sword was like the collision of cultivation stars, the force was so great that the surrounding space was distorted.

On one side is a small team of twenty people, and on the other side is a giant of 14 to 50 feet. The scene is quite spectacular.

In this pair of slashes, the taller Shen Ersan had a slight advantage in the end. Although the Fuhu tribe blocked his first sword, six or seven of the Fuhu tribe had their swords broken or their swords were shattered.

The tiger's mouth was bleeding, and everyone looked horrified.

Is this the Zombie Demon with limited strength? Even if it is not at its peak, it still has such terrifying power. It should not be underestimated!

The strong men of the Fuhu tribe who had swords in this section didn't dare to neglect. They took out their swords one after another, barely leaving them much time. Shen Twenty-san's second sword slashed down again, and it was still so powerful that the strong wind blew.

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The buns of some strong men from the Fuhu tribe were blown away by the strong wind, and their hair was scattered in the sword wind, making them look extremely embarrassed.

The second sword was still blocked by the Fuhu tribe.

Then came the third sword, the fourth sword...

Shen Ersan's energy seemed to never be exhausted. He swung the giant sword again and again, but the strength never weakened at all.

However, the strength of everyone in the Fuhu Division was gradually weakening. At the eleventh sword, some people began to lose strength and had no choice but to retreat.

By the nineteenth sword, the Fuhu tribe still had strength, and only the three Sui Nian early stage ones were left.

By the twenty-fourth sword, the three Sui Nian early stages were all exhausted, so they had no choice but to stop the trial and did not take the twenty-fifth sword again.

Twenty-four swords, that is, 2400 points. The middle-aged man headed by Fuhu looked at the scores on the scoreboard and sighed slightly. It was enough to get this result in the first session. If he persisted, he would not be able to

I'm exhausted and injured...

Seeing that everyone in the Fuhu Tribe had stopped the trial, Shen Twenty-san did not stop chasing them, he readily put down the giant sword, inserted it into the stone ground again, and said indifferently.

"Next."

As soon as he finished speaking, another team's scoreboard glowed golden.

Then everyone from the Fuhu tribe retreated, and the second team stepped forward.

The second team was from the Xihe Grassland. The Valley Tribe was not as strong as the Fuhu Tribe. They only took Shen Twenty-Three and 14 Swords before giving up. The whole process was nothing to behold.

Of course, just like everyone else in the Fuhu Tribe, Shen Twenty-san still said those words stupidly before the trial began.

"Give me...a gift...if you don't give it...I'll kill you..."

The gift he received after that was still a mouthful of thick phlegm from everyone in the valley.

After that, Shen Ersan nodded with almost stupid satisfaction.

He is very satisfied with this gift...

It’s not that I’m really satisfied inside, it’s just that my memory has been deliberately changed like this, and I think it’s a good thing to be spat on.

"The person who changed Shen Ersan's memory has really bad taste. Isn't it interesting to humiliate a dead person like this..." Ning Fan frowned even deeper.

I just feel that the laughter of those who laugh at Shen Ersan's stupidity is harsh and annoying.

After the Valley Division, the Xiaori Division took part in the battle, with a score of 16 swords.

After that, there are 11 swords from the Zisha tribe and 9 swords from the Haigong tribe... Not all tribes have a large number of physical practitioners participating, and there are also teams that come with the intention of giving up the trial of strength and focusing on the trial of illusion.

, so there were not too many physical practitioners in the team, so the results of the Trial of Strength were naturally not optimistic.

As time goes by, more and more tribes have obtained the results of the Trial of Strength, but there are very few tribes that have achieved more than twenty swords.

Seventy or eighty tribes have achieved results, but only six tribes have achieved scores above 20 swords. Among them, the highest score is 33 swords.

Up to this point, the trial has been proceeding without incident, and the audience watching the trial gradually became a little bored.

Ning Fan frowned deeply. He had watched the scene of Shen Twenty-san being spit on for fun seventy or eighty times. Naturally, he couldn't be happy about it.

He doesn't like insults to his dignity.

The only thing that interested him was Tu Huang, who was hiding in the Fantasy Sea Department under the pseudonym Qing Ling. He also did not spit on Shen Twenty-san. Instead, he took a handkerchief, which was not too dirty, and wiped it with Shen Twenty-san.

Wiped the phlegm on his legs.

This move directly made Shen Ersan furious! With his little intelligence, he couldn't understand why the woman named Qing Ling wiped off his gift. In anger, he swung the giant sword even harder.

, directly caused the sword force suffered by the Huanhai tribe to be stronger and heavier than that of other tribes.

The results are naturally worse!

Unfortunately, the Huanhai Tribe was not a tribe that was good at body training, and was treated angrily by Shen Twenty-san. It only got a pitiful score of 4 swords, putting it at the bottom of the entire Trial of Strength.

Ning Fan also deliberately released his spiritual thoughts and heard the rather funny conversations within the Fantasy Sea Department.

"Damn, you little bitch has really lost your temper again. Why did you mess with this Shen Ersan? The more you treat Shen Ersan, the more he thinks you are causing trouble! They are all stupid.

, you are so stupid, you are so good-hearted, angered him, and caused us to be at the bottom, you, you, you... Look at how I will deal with you in bed when I go home after the battle to seize the tomb!" This is the scar of Qing Ling's husband.

Suinian scolded Qing Ling.

Qing Ling, on the other hand, lowered her head in aggrieved manner, with an extremely terrifying murderous intention brewing in her unseen eyes.

Seeing this, Ning Fan actually laughed out loud for the first time. He could imagine that at this moment, Tu Huang's heart must be broken!

I'm afraid it would be unbearable to be yelled at by a scarred man who only cares about others.

As Ning Fan expected, Tu Huang's heart was indeed broken at this moment. If she hadn't achieved the purpose of her trip, she would have almost wanted to reveal her identity and kill someone.

It's her grandma's fault. What kind of useless identity did her subordinates arrange for her! Even if she was a Taoist companion, she was teased and humiliated like this... and even tidied up on the bed! Hehe, hehe, when she gets back from her work, she has to be careful

Pay back to those stupid subordinates of hers!

Unfortunately, in Ning Fan's eyes, the previous trial was just a small bright spot.

Fortunately, the audience had just become bored when a certain dark horse team from the second round of this session appeared on the stage, which immediately cheered everyone up!

Chifeng tribe! That’s a team with powerful immortals like Master Hongzang!
Chapter completed!