Chapter 2095

"Well, this batch, start testing!"

The emperor ordered.

This great emperor looks like he is only in his fifties, and he is majestic.

Immediately, an old man stepped out.

"Wait a minute, I will burst out pressure, pressure on you, you resist with all your strength, as long as you can resist 30 breaths, still stand firm, you will be promoted to success, those who can't bear it will be eliminated directly!"

The old man spoke.

Many people think that this method is simple.

Direct a group of people together, with breath pressure, can resist the people, direct promotion.

In this way, the efficiency is really high, and some weak accomplishments can be quickly screened out.

"Start!"

With the voice of the old man sounded, the old man burst out a terrible breath, covering the entire platform. "True emperor!"

Lu Ming judged that the old man was a strong man in the real empire.

As soon as the breath of the old man came out, some people's faces changed and their bodies vibrated. Then they coughed up blood and knelt down on the ground.

"Master, please be merciful. I can't stop it!"

The young man roared and felt that his body would be crushed into mud.

"Go down!"

The old man spoke indifferently and controlled his breath. The pressure on the young man suddenly lightened. He rushed down the platform and gasped for breath.

"It's beyond one's power to dare to come to power in the holy land of Ming Dynasty!"

"This is a battle of ten places. It's not a small place. It's ridiculous to dare to go to the holy land of Ming Dynasty."

A lot of people shake their heads and laugh.

The battle of ten places has gathered the strongest Tianjiao in ten places. It's just a holy land, which is not enough to see.

The young man's face turned red.

In fact, there are more than one such youth, but many.

Plop! Plop! ...

on the platform, a large number of young people knelt down and spat out blood.

The accomplishments of these young people were all around the Ming Dynasty.

For the first time in history, countless people have paid attention to the battle of ten places.

Many young people want to perform on such a stage and hope to attract people's attention. Therefore, many people with low accomplishments want to participate.

A large number of people vomited blood, and finally rushed down the platform, directly eliminated.

And as time goes by, the pressure on the elderly is getting stronger and stronger.

Later, even the Tianjiao of the great holy land could not resist and was eliminated.

In the end, more than 1000 people, only about 100, successfully resisted 30 breaths.

Of course, the state is also different, some people shiver, cold sweat DC, panting, obviously have done their best.

And some people, then cloud light breeze light, complexion as usual, light and easy.

Those who have been promoted can enter the next round.

"As you can see, if the strength is not good, don't sign up, so as not to insult yourself and get hurt!"

The middle-aged emperor spoke.

Many young people looked ugly and finally sighed.

They wanted to perform, but in fact, they didn't even have the qualification to take part in it or even to be a foil.

The battle of ten places is the stage of real pride.

As long as you can fight in ten places and get a place, it is a great honor, but most people can only be spectators.

Then, one after another, people came forward to sign up.

When there were about 1000 people, the old man burst into breath again, pressing on the youth on the platform.

This time, the situation is much better, 1000 people, a full 500 people into the next round.

Because those who do not have enough training, they know that they can't pass. They will only get hurt when they go up. They have not signed up.

Next, the screening continues.

"Xiangxiang, Mo Li, Qiuyue, Huangling..."

Lu Ming's eyes lit up. He saw Xiangxiang, Qiuyue and them in the crowd.

They're all here, and they're all in the southern theater.

With their accomplishments, they passed the screening easily.

"I'll go up too!"

Lu Ming smiles and starts to sign up.

He didn't meet Xiangxiang in a hurry.

"What's the name?"

On the registration stage, someone looks at Lu Ming.

"Sky cloud!"

Lu Mingdao.

"Leave your breath!"

The other side said.

Lu Ming nods, leaving a trace of breath, which is good to distinguish his identity.

Later, Lu Ming stepped on the platform.

"My hair is short, I'm a poor monk!"

As soon as Lu Ming stepped on the platform, he heard a Buddhist trumpet coming from behind.

Lu Ming's eyelids jump. Lu Ming is so familiar with the sound that she has not heard for more than ten years, but she will never forget it.Lu Ming turns around and sees a fat young monk stepping on the platform.

Bad monk!

Lu Ming is in a daze. Unexpectedly, he will meet an unscrupulous monk here.

At that time, when he was in the land of shenhuang, Wuliang and Wuyue set out one step ahead of him and came to Yuanlu. He had not seen him for more than ten years.

The unruly monk, the same as more than ten years ago, is still the same, and has not changed at all.

When he came up, he saw that Lu Ming was looking at him all the time, and he could not help but read a Buddhist name.

"My hair, benefactor, are you staring at me so affectionately? Do you like me? Unfortunately, you are a man. If you are a beautiful woman, I can consider it! "

The way of the unscrupulous monk's smile.

"Die and die!"

Lu Ming quipped his lips. This guy has not changed at all.

"Benefactor, how do I feel that we are familiar with each other? There is a sense of familiarity. After all, how can I have this feeling for a man?"

The unruly monk began to stare at Lu Ming, then his face became bitter and sighed.

"Go away!"

At the same time, monk Lu Ming is still not able to feel the spirit.

"Amitabha

Then there was the sound of the trumpet, and then a few young monks stepped on the platform.

"No moon, no dust!"

Lu Ming knows a few people.

The moonless female Bodhisattva is also an acquaintance of shenhuang land.

The other is the dust-free temple, which controls the law of cause and effect, and is one of the sons of God.

Soon, there were about 1000 people on the platform. The old man in the real imperial realm began to burst into breath. It was as if a mountain had been pressed on them.

But this pressure, for Lu Ming, is nothing, not much feeling.

Lu Ming saw, no good, no moon, no dust, a few people, the same, calm face, no reaction.

"It seems that after they came to Yuanlu, their strength has been greatly improved."

Lu Ming thought to herself.

Lu Ming was a stranger to the cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism. He found that he could not see through the accomplishments of several young monks. It was as if there was a golden light in their bodies, which covered up their own cultivation realm.

Thirty breaths, the blink of an eye, they are very easy to pass.

"My hair, benefactor, have we met before? Or you are predestined with my Buddha. Why don't you join the Buddhism in this way? "

No good comes to Lu Ming, smiling way.

"Let's play

Lu Ming waves and walks off the platform alone.

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