Wang Xiaoshi, the head of the Southern Academy of purple shirts and Lyu Kuang, the Crazy Kuang, occupied one place respectively. The other was a new genius. The female, with an average face, white skin, but extremely slim figure. She had closed her eyes all the time, apparently a crazy cultivation girl. She had been practicing since she came to the young eagle’s back.
In addition to 15 disciples and all teachers-in-chief of five academies, there were five third-generation disciples in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.
Those were all members of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to go on an expedition of the ancient ruins in Xiyan Mountains.
Celestial Bodyshield Young Eagle Killer was very fast, shuttling in the cloud sea. With his wings open and close like huge cyan scissors, he cut a massive crack in the clouds, Ding Hao only saw that everything seen in front was retreating fast. When he looked down, there was layer upon layer of peaks and knolls with river twists and turns and fertile land. It was a world of magnificent fantasy.
This was a world dominated by demons and beasts, so it was rare to see traces of human activity on the ground. Occasionally there were one or two towns with tall and thick walls, but a few people lived inside.
“This magical weapon at Level Four is almost like the most advanced jet plane in the previous life, and it is really cool.” Ding Hao thought to himself and began to turn over in his mind the strength of the surrounding companions.
For nearly a month, the strengths of Li Muyun and Liang Feixue were more and more unfathomable. Both of them were in white shirts with flowing black hair. Like javelins, they were standing straight behind the young eagle. Under the illumination of the sun, the white shirts reflected the light, giving people an illusion of unobtrusiveness.
Both of them were absolute geniuses, and they could be taken as present Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang (two strategists in the period of Three Kingdoms in ancient China).
Chen Sheng, Little Martial Mania, with powerful Qi in his body, should be at the peak level of the Six Apertures Martial Disciples Realm, showing his martial ability to the full extent.
The combination of the three was absolutely the strongest among five academies.
Lin Xin, the young beauty in the Northern Academy of yellow shirts was low-keyed, with restrained Qi, so nobody could tell his real strength. Ren Xiaoyao, the Superman of Altar, was still fat, gnawing at a chicken leg. The Qi revealed by him showed that he should be in the peak of the Four Apertured Martial Disciples Realm, but it was hard to judge what power he would erupt in the fight. As for that teenager as strong as a Guardian Buddha’s warrior attendant, his Qi cultivation had reached the peak of the Four Apertured Martial Disciple Realm, but his real combat strength was more than it.
Li Canyang and Xiao Chengxuan of the Western Academy of red shirts had made significant progress in the strength. The pretty-looking female disciple seemed to be still above the two.
In comparison, the strength of the Southern Academy of purple shirts might be slightly weaker. The head of the Academy, Wang Xiaoshi, was only at the intermediate level in the Four Apertures Martial Disciple Realm. Lyu Kuang, the Madman, who used to be all-powerful, was slightly stronger than Wang Xiaoshi, but he had not reached the peak of the Four Apertures Martial Disciple Realm. However, the female disciple with average look seemed to have broken through the five-apertured Martial Disciple Realm, and she was above the two.
Ding Hao scanned people around and had a clear idea in his mind.
The rumor of the division of the Southern Academy of purple shirts seemed right, Wang Xiaoshi and Lyu Kuang all were little geniuses with a unique talent. It was a pity that they put too much effort into the struggle of forming personal-interest cliques so that their cultivation was affected negatively and they lagged behind others. It the two did not come to realize their errors as soon as possible, they would be lagged far behind others in the coming year.
The test set by the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect started in silence and had become active.
However, just then.
A mournful roar of birds pierced ahead.
When they looked up, they saw four or five substantial flying monsters with wings about 10 meters, all covered with red Demon Aura, like red lightning, flying toward Celestial Bodyshield Young Eager Killer.
This demonic beast was something like a dog, with wings on its back, limbs, sharp claws like swords, roaring with the mouth, a string of reddish semi-arced Demon Aura sharp knife. Like a violent storm, it revolved to attack people.
“Meow, meow!” The white hair of the cute little cat stood in the end. It habitually arched with a low squeaking sound, as if he intended to rush out at any time.
Ding Hao quickly held it in his arms and appeased it for a while.
“They are heavenly hound monsters!” Li Lan whispered.
No wonder, Ding Hao thought to himself that cats and dogs were born to be enemies, and it was no strange that his cute little cat made such a great response.
Some information about the heavenly hound monster came into his mind. It was a kind of demonic beast born to fly with a violent temper, who liked killing and swallowing. They usually showed up in a group of three or four as monsters living in groups. The adult heavenly hound monsters with the primordial grandmaster strength were very frightening.
The heavenly hound monsters with massive bodies were adult ones apparently. Their Demon Aura was rising so that it made people feel suffocated, and they were extremely frightening.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The light-red Demon Aura sharp knife hit the shied erupted by Celestial Bodyshield Young Eagle Killer, surging ripples. The terrible impact shook the young eagle to tremble.
All nominal disciples felt frightened.
What powerful demons!
Not to mention five, even if only one of them, 15 best nominal disciples of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect united would not be his rival and they would be instantly torn into pieces.
In the wilderness, it really was the world of demons.
“Hey, the demons who just reached the primordial realm dare to show up, really courting death!”
A cold snort sounded.
Before his voice had died away.
A brilliant cyan sword light, like lightning, shot from the back of the young eagle, tearing open the sky.
Next moment blood rain was falling in the sky with feather splashing and sad and shrilling cries.
Five heavenly hound monsters with the primordial grandmaster’s strength were killed by one sword in an instant with no one escaping. The frightening cyan sword light seemed to be a destiny symbol fo the Death. How terrible it was!
With tongue-tied, nominal disciples looked at the person who struck out his sword. The person just waved his hand, and the five red, crystal and transparent spars shot back and fell into his hand from the falling heavenly hound monsters.
Ding Hao was astonished for a moment.
Because this person who struck out the sword turned out to be Wang Juefeng, the gossip man and the cynical teacher-in-chief of the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts.
Although he had guessed before that the cynical man’s strength was mighty, he had never expected that his power had reached such a degree. His sword skill was so astonishing. The sword light was so sharp that it could cut mountains and sky, which impressed all those nominal disciples deeply in their mind. Even Li Muyun and Liang Feixue also felt surprised.
Only Li Lan was calm as if he thought it was normal.
“Senior Brother Wang’s Collective Killing skill has been improved significantly. Congratulations!” The teacher-in-chief of the Western Academy of red shirts, a middle-aged man who always had a smile on his face, smiled.
“Hahahaha, yes. This sword skill is very suitable to play it cool. I cultivate it every day. Hehe.” The cynical man accepted the congratulation unceremoniously.
