After Zhao Lin finished speaking, everyone was shocked. I am afraid that he would only make requests to the sect leader for such great sincerity.

But everyone has to say that what he said makes some sense. After all, the world of immortal cultivation values ​​cultivation and combat power. Although chess skills are also related to understanding and formation, they are not mainstream after all, and are considered to be a practice of a partial sect.

At this moment, disciples around him started to murmur.

"Senior Brother Zhao is right! It turns out that the sixth level is testing the ability to understand the chess game. But how many of us can play chess?"

"Yes! It's too late to practice spiritual power and magic every day, so there is no time to study the chess game. Jiang Chen can solve the chess game, but it can only be said that the blind cat hit a dead mouse."

"That's it! Senior Sister Tu and Senior Sister Dai can become potential disciples. There's nothing to say. They are both great perfect cultivation in the Qi Refining Stage, and they are also the captains of Tianyou Peak and Tianming Peak. But Jiang Chen has just been at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and his strength is not good at all. If he can also become a potential disciple, then the identity of this potential disciple is too expensive!"

There was a whisper of doubt at the scene. Although the sound was not loud, there was no truth that could not be heard based on the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan stage monk present.

Just when the Demon Soul Ancestor, Tianyou Ancestor and Zilou both changed their expressions, Tu Junde finally spoke.

He stared at Zhao Lin and said with a gloomy face: "You dare to question the sect's decision. With this alone, no one dares to raise objections if I execute you!"

As soon as Tu Junde finished speaking, Zhao Lin was immediately shocked and looked fearful. He knew that his sect leader was a cruel and ruthless hero.

"But, there are not many disciples who can be without fear in front of me. They are as bold and blunt as you, and dare to say what they think in their hearts! So, this sect master gives you a chance!"

After Tu Junde glanced at him, Fang said slowly: "Now, you can fight with Jiang Chen! If you win, you can't replace Jiang Chen's position, but you will become the fourth potential disciple I have specially approved! But if you lose..."

"If the disciple loses, he will immediately punish him!" Zhao Lin said firmly.

"Okay! But the rules are the same as the previous competitions of the sect. If the opponent calls for losing, you have to stop. According to my eyes, it is natural to tell whether it is intentionally hurting someone or really failing. Don't be lucky!" Tu Junde glanced at Jiang Chen and Zhao Lin and said in a deep voice.

"Okay! Thank you for giving me this opportunity!" Zhao Lin was overjoyed after hearing this, thinking that he finally had a chance to turn things around.

As for holding back in the duel, he never thought about it. Although Tu Junde spoke harshly, if he could really kill Jiang Chen, he would become the number one potential disciple. Could it be that the sect leader would still make him pay for his life? Even if he was punished, he would only think about it for half a year. Compared with the benefits he could obtain, this is completely incomparable.

The Demon Corpse Ancestor was also overjoyed. If Zhao Lin could defeat Jiang Chen and obtain the qualification of a potential disciple, then the bet would naturally be considered as his winning.

However, the Demon Soul Ancestor had a very ugly expression. Unexpectedly, Zhao Lin would do this, causing the ranking of potential disciples to suddenly change again.

The pretty face under the veil of the ancestor Tianyou also trembled slightly. Her beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Chen like autumn water, obviously a little worried about him.

You know, Zhao Lin was at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage three years ago. He has been preparing for the big test in the past three years, and his cultivation has steadily increased to the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Stage. Moreover, his magical powers are the first among the Demon Corpse Peak. Among all the Qi Refining Stage disciples, his combat power is definitely among the top five.

Although Jiang Chen is not weak, she is still much worse than such a person. Moreover, she is more clear about Jiang Chen's situation than others. She knows that Jiang Chen is also an alchemist.

In this situation where he needs to practice and refine alchemy, how much time can he spend to practice spells?

Although Zhao Lin cannot kill according to the sect leader, once Jiang Chen loses, it will inevitably be a heavy blow to his just rising momentum. Others will only think that he is lucky and has taken advantage of his tricks to become a potential disciple.

Not only her, but also the Demon Soul Ancestor, Bu Zheng, Luo Jingwen and others were also worried.

But Jiang Chen looked calm. He looked confident and slowly walked up to the high platform in the center of the square, then hooked his finger at Zhao Lin and said, "Zhao Lin, come up!"

When everyone saw Jiang Chen looking calm and composed, they couldn't help but look puzzled in their eyes. They wondered if Jiang Chen wasn't afraid of duel with Zhao Lin? Their cultivation was obviously huge.

Moreover, Zhao Lin was also selected by the Demon Corpse Ancestor as the leader of the Demon Corpse Peak this major test, which shows that his magic weapons, talismans and magical powers must also be outstanding. Can Jiang Chen really win him?

In the confusing eyes of everyone, Zhao Lin laughed and jumped onto the platform. He was also a little surprised to convince Tu Junde to agree to his duel with Jiang Chen. But he obviously would not miss such an opportunity. If he could defeat Jiang Chen this time, he could naturally turn over and become a potential disciple that the sect focused on training, and may even overwhelm Tu Ying and Dai Yingqi in the future.

"Hehe! Jiang Chen, you rely on your luck to reach the seventh level, but this is not your real ability at all. Otherwise, I would not be chased by me and ran around like a dog during the big exam, and I have to rely on women to protect me. People like you are not worthy of being trained by the sect at all. I should be one of the three potential disciples. Do you admit defeat by your side, or do you want me to take you to the stage?" Zhao Lin asked with a grin.

After hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said, "I don't want either, I'm going to take the third path!"

"Oh? What's the way? Do you want to kneel down and kowtow to me and beg for mercy? Beg me to let you go?" Zhao Lin touched his nose and laughed.

"The third way I'm talking about is to defeat you! Then prove to everyone that a person like you is just a clown!" Jiang Chen said without changing his face. There was a scent of slander in his mouth.

Although he was a little surprised that Zhao Lin actually challenged him in public, he was not worried at all.

Because before this, in order to obtain the Yuan Jing, he even defeated the illusion of the early stage of foundation building. Even if Zhao Lin is very powerful, he will never be more powerful than the monks in the early stage of foundation building.

Moreover, this is just right for him. Zhao Lin has offended him anyway, and his hatred has long been formed. Even if he will not have a conflict in public in the future, this guy is very likely to have a secret stumbling against him.

This person is highly valued in the Demon Corpse Peak, and there is a great possibility of foundation building in the future. Instead of leaving a possible hidden danger for yourself in the future, it is better to take this opportunity to solve Zhao Lin. At the same time, you can also kill the chicken and show the monkey to warn other people who have malicious intentions towards you, so that these people can understand that they are not easy to mess with.

So, without saying a word, Jiang Chen raised his left hand. The Ten Ghost Banner waved in the wind and suddenly exploded with a black flag that had risen to more than meter high. The entire platform was immediately shrouded in a thick black fog, and the scene suddenly became gusts of cold wind.

He then bounced his fingers slightly, and saw a black ghost mist flying out of the banner, gathering in the wind, turning into a black ribbon seven or eight feet long, and flashed over the other person's head.

Zhao Lin was shocked, and a frightened expression flashed on his face. He didn't expect that Jiang Chen had the idea of ​​killing him and took the lead in taking action.

So, the folding fan in his hand shook lightly, and a green light spewed out from it. It turned into a layer of light blue light curtain like a blue cloud, and suddenly collided with the black belt transformed into the ghost mist.

I heard a loud "boom!"

Spiritual power shines everywhere! Light shines.

Zhao Lindeng took several steps in a row, his face was extremely gloomy, he showed a faint look of surprise and a little fear.

He originally thought he could easily defeat his opponent, but he didn't expect that Jiang Chen's soul control technique had reached the stage of Qi Condensation Formation, which could materialize the ghost fog produced by the Ten Ghost Banner to attack the enemy. This is a skill that ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building can only master, but he didn't expect that Jiang Chen would do it. This is conceivable how powerful his spiritual sense is.

It seems that this person is not as easy as he imagined to defeat him. He is afraid he will be a little arrogant when he challenged him. A trace of solemnity flashed across Zhao Lin's face.

However, even though he realized this, Zhao Lin had no way out. Jiang Chen could still retain his qualifications as a potential disciple if he lost. After all, he passed the tower test in the big exam.

However, Zhao Lin will definitely die without a burial place after changing it. Neither Tu Junde nor the ancestor of the Demon Corpse will let him go.

So, he could only grit his teeth and continue fighting with his teeth.

After breathing a long sigh, Zhao Lin slapped the storage bag and took out his bright silver axe.

"Jiang Chen, try my bright silver axe! I want to split you in half with an axe!" Zhao Lin roared like thunder.

He has been immersed in blood and refining axe technique for more than ten years, and Jiang Chen has only been in the art for six years. Even if he started practicing sword skills from there, he would never be able to master his blood refining axe technique.

Zhao Lin is still very confident in his axe.

The Demon Corpse Ancestor and the people from Demon Corpse Peak were also relieved when they saw Zhao Lin sacrifice the giant silver axe.

Zhao Lin's blood-refining axe technique is the best among the disciples of the Demon Corpse Peak. His giant bright silver axe is also made of mitral silver. It is a high-level magic weapon. An ordinary intermediate magic weapon will be split into two halves if it is hit.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen smiled coldly. He also pulled out his own goose feather sword. Under the moonlight, the goose feather sword reflected a silver light.

"Blood Refining Slash!"

Zhao Lin shouted loudly, and the giant axe in his hand slowly rose into the air. The original silver axe instantly turned blood red, as if soaked in blood.

"Go to die! Jiang Chen!"

Zhao Lin pointed at Jiang Chen with his right hand, but saw the blood-red axe with strong spiritual power fluctuations, and slashed towards Jiang Chen with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Jiang Chen was not showing any weakness. He bent his fingers on the Yanling knife, and only heard a crisp "pop" sound from the blade, which lasted for a long time.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff..."

At this time, the nine red knife rings on the Yanling Knife suddenly flew up from the knife, straightened in the air, forming nine red silk threads, and then knitted into a large net, and immediately came towards Zhao Lin net.

Zhao Lin was startled at first, but then he didn't care. He pushed him with a helping hand. An ice wall suddenly rose in front of him, blocking Jiang Chen's red net.

The red giant axe he had raised before slashed at Jiang Chen's head at a faster speed.

Luo Jingwen and Bu Zheng both screamed, and even the Demon Soul Ancestor and Tianyou Ancestor were trembling slightly, obviously very worried.

However, Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and immediately emitted a strong spiritual wave from him. The goose feather sword in his hand also aroused a powerful golden sword aura, and the sword light slashed towards the side of the red giant axe.

"The first level of the Demon Sword Technique, the demonic flames are surging in the sea!"

This sharp sword aura, with a powerful aura, suddenly slashed on the edge of the red giant axe.

There was a loud "bang!" and the strong wind blew some disciples closer to the platform and couldn't stand firmly.

Everyone raised their heads and saw that the giant axe was actually slashed by Jiang Chen's knife, and fell heavily on the ring, splitting it into a big mouth.

The blow that Zhao Lin originally thought was bound to be won was actually resolved. This made him look shocked.

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