Chapter 3051: End of assessment

"Wow!"
Seeing that Shen Lang's opponent was an old man in the late half-immortal stage, the monks on the audience sighed, everyone felt that Shen Lang would lose miserably.
"Huh? It's that kid!"
Lu Peng, who was talking and laughing, glanced at the ring by accident, and his face suddenly changed.
Lu Peng fixed his gaze on Shen Lang, looked at it repeatedly, and made sure that he had not admitted his mistake.
"Senior Brother Lu, what's the matter, is there anything wrong with that person?" Seeing Lu Peng's eyes turned to a young monk on the ring, several elite disciples of the Ancient Art Museum couldn't help feeling curious.
"Nothing, just saw a boring guy."
Lu Peng chuckled, his mouth showing deep contempt.
Before Shen Lang pretended to be so forceful, he thought that this kid was so powerful, but he didn't expect that the other party was really just a wild cultivator without background... It seems that Elder He Jian's judgment was wrong.
The funny thing is that this miscellaneous piece also came to participate in the entrance examination of the Seven Immortals! Lu Peng almost wasn't amused.
"The show is about to begin." Lu Peng watched the ring battle with great interest.
Before, Shen Lang's heroes saved the United States, robbed himself of the limelight, and won the favor of his junior sisters, which made Lu Peng look at Shen Lang very uncomfortable.
As soon as this pretending scumbag came out, he met the cultivator of the late half immortal stage. Lu Peng wanted to see the humiliating posture of this kid after his defeat!
"The duel begins!"
The referee in the arena shouted loudly and then retreated off the court.
Shen Lang’s opponent, the white-haired old man proudly said: "Boy, just your level of cultivation has come to participate in the entrance examination of the Seven Great Immortals? Don’t laugh off the old man’s teeth! The old man advises you to surrender early to avoid Suffer some unnecessary pain!"
"Really? It may not be me who surrendered! Xianshu, Red Lotus Karma!"
Shen Lang sneered, and opened his mouth to spout a vortex of flames formed by the red lotus industry fire, sweeping towards the white-haired old man in an overwhelming manner.
"Red lotus industry fire?"
The white-haired old man took a breath of cold in fright, and he never thought that this kid could perform such a powerful flame attack.
The Red Lotus Industry Fire is the origin of the top ten fires. Although it ranks second from the bottom, its power cannot be underestimated! This trick Red Lotus Karma has been able to rank among the fourth-order immortal arts.
The white-haired old man hurriedly sacrificed an emerald green dragon-head crutch, madly injecting chaotic spiritual power into the crutch.
"Lanlong, come out!"
With the white-haired old man shouting violently, the crutch released a bright green light, and a huge green wind dragon flew out from the tip of the crutch, spreading its teeth and dancing claws, and hit the flame vortex formed by the red lotus fire like lightning. .
"boom!"
There was a violent muffled sound, and the extremely vigorous green light and firelight intertwined and collided with each other, and the so-called splashing power was completely resisted by the defensive barriers around the ring.
After a few breaths, the wind dragon and the firelight collapsed at the same time, and the blow became a tie.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, and the cultivators of the late Half Immortal Dark Road were not so easy to deal with.
However, the strength of this white-haired old man can only be said to be ordinary, far inferior to Zhang Feng, and his wind dragon cane is just a low-grade fairy.
Shen Lang could actually defeat the white-haired old man with one blow, but he didn't want to be too eye-catching. He deliberately weakened his combat power and started offense and defense with the white-haired old man.
The various natal magic powers of the blood spirit immortal body came out, and the audience was dazzled.
"Damn, how could this kid have so many fairy skills?"
The white-haired old man witnessed the various immortal operations performed by Shen Lang, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Shen Lang's attack became more and more fierce, and the white-haired old man gradually couldn't stand it, and finally his body was bombarded and killed by a "thunder zone" released by Shen Lang.
Although the arena battle does not distinguish between life and death, Shen Lang still did not rush to kill, letting the old man recover his physical body by relying on the three flowers gathering supernatural powers.
"The victory or defeat is divided, fellow Daoists have nothing to say?"
Shen Lang stared at the white-haired old man's recovering body, and said indifferently.
The old man was so scared that he was so scared that his old face paled and said, "Ashamed... ashamed! Thank you fellow Daoists for being merciful!"
"Wow!"
There was an uproar off the court, and all the monks were shocked.
Not seeing it with their own eyes, they would never believe that a monk in the early half immortal stage could defeat the master in the late half immortal stage.
Nowadays, it is extremely difficult for the cultivators of the true immortal realm to improve their cultivation level. For the half immortal who cultivated into an immortal body, each level difference, the strength is different.
A cultivator like Shen Lang who defeated the late Half Immortal with his cultivation at the early stage of the Half Immortal is no longer enough to describe his talent as amazing!
The referees on the court couldn't help but look at Shen Lang more, and then announced loudly: "Winner, Shen Lang casual repair!"
"Accepted."
Shen Lang hugged his fist at the white-haired old man, and then left the ring.
The eyes of the cultivators couldn't help staying on Shen Lang for a while, even the elite disciples of the Seven Great Immortals also noticed Shen Lang.
"It's a wicked one, this kid actually has some ability!"
Lu Peng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He thought that Shen Lang would definitely lose, but he didn't expect that Shen Lang would win.
Although he felt unhappy, Lu Peng didn't have much negative emotions. Shen Lang was nothing more than that. It was so hard to deal with the casual cultivator in the late half-immortal period. This kid was still overestimated by Elder He Jian.
Lu Peng regained his self-confidence, thinking that the other party could only do this, and he wanted to teach this kid, it was easy.
An elite disciple of Guqimen watched the arena and couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Lu, this ascended monk is quite capable. Would you like to invite him to our Guqimen?"
A hint of resentment flashed in Lu Peng's eyes, and he said indifferently: "You don't need to worry about this matter, I have my own plan."
"Yes!"
...
The ring station is divided into several rounds, and it took three days to finally reach the finals.
Except for the late half-immortal monk who met in the first round, the opponents Shen Lang encountered in the second and third rounds were all half-immortal mid-term and easily won.
In the final finals, Shen Lang didn't want to be too aggressive, and deliberately lost to a monk in the late half-immortal stage and won the second place.
With Shen Lang's early cultivation base, he could win the second place, which really caused an uproar.
Even if Shen Lang wanted to keep a low profile, his name spread throughout Qianqiu City.
According to the previous rules, the last seven monks who have won the arena battle will pass the assessment and obtain the qualifications to worship the seven immortal gates.
Except for Shen Lang, the top seven are all monks in the late half immortal period.
According to the strength of the forces, the seven immortal gates each selected a monk as the new disciple of the entry.
Zhaoyang Sect, as the first-ranked sect of the Seven Immortals, logically selected the late half-immortal monk who ranked first in this entry assessment as the new entry disciple.
After Zhaoyang Sect has selected the entry-level disciples, it is the door of ancient artifacts.
Lu Peng brought several elite disciples from the Guqimen to the ring, and looked at Shen Lang and the remaining five winning monks.
"Oh, isn't this fellow Taoist Shen from Panshizhai? What a coincidence!"
Lu Peng came to Shen Lang's face and sneered.