Overriding the Heaven

Although the time was very short, because of the harshness of the Hundred Gates' disciple recruitment ceremony, the number of people eliminated at this time had already reached half.    

The higher points were only around 400 points.    

And because the rankings and scores would only appear on the Void Spirit Tablet after it was eliminated, the crowd temporarily did not know the scores for the remaining six hundred plus people.    

Amongst these people who did not know the score, the ones who did not know were Chu Yan and Yan JunRui.    

However, Chu Yan was no longer looking at the scores on the light screen.    

All the beasts seemed to have just appeared on the grassland, but they were already locked on by him. Then, he charged forward, and the Inflammatory Spear slashed, pierced, poked, swept, smashed, and directly destroyed.    

If anyone else had witnessed this entire process, they would have definitely used the words "cutting melon and cutting vegetables" to describe it.    

No matter how fierce these wild beasts looked, they were like paper in front of Chu Yan and collapsed upon contact.    

At this time, Yan JunRui's score had already broken through 800.    

This was the difference between a genius and an ordinary martial artist.    

"Just you wait, I'll definitely surprise all of you." Yan JunRui sneered again and again. He shook the longsword in his hand and said in a clear voice, "Next, come out!"    

At the same time, the participants of the twelfth round were still being eliminated one after another.    

After a period of time, there was still a third of the remaining people.    

The latest candidate to be eliminated had a score of 700 points.    

When the number of participants dropped to a quarter, the final result was 900 points.    

"It seems that the remaining 300 people will have roughly a thousand points. I didn't think that the strongest people would be gathered in the 12th round." A deacon said.    

However, very soon, someone shook his head and said, "It's not necessarily true. After all, starting with a thousand points will be a watershed. From then on, the difficulty will increase exponentially."    

No one objected to his words.    

This was because the first eleven rounds of the exam had already verified the deacon's theory.    

If it was said that the martial artists that took the first 1000 points were eliminated one after another, then after that, the martial artists that took the first 1000 points would be like dumplings being dropped, falling down with a crackling sound and being eliminated.    

However, the other martial artists were still struggling to find a way to pass 1000 points. As the most favored genius, Yan JunRui now had 1500 points.    

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the beast's speed and strength had greatly increased.    

When he was killing those wild beasts, he could either stab them or chop them down with his sword.    

However, at this time, in order to kill this python, Yan JunRui used a martial skill for the first time.    

The head of the python was chopped off by a sword in the middle of the light.    

Yan JunRui's score had risen to 1600.    

He raised his head to look at the curtain of light in the sky and frowned.    

"It's only 1600 points, yet I already used martial skills. It was slightly earlier than I expected, but it's still alright. Fortunately, I have prepared well enough this time. 3500 points should not be a problem."    

After Yan JunRui killed the giant python, he felt a clear difference from before. However, Chu Yan was currently fighting with two human shaped warriors.    

He could not remember when his opponent had turned from a wild beast into a warrior.    

Although it was an illusion, as an opponent, the warrior clearly had a certain level of wisdom, and was better at taking advantage of the surrounding environment than a wild beast.    

At this moment, Chu Yan let out a long hiss, and used his spear to knock one of the person's head away, turning him into a streak of white light. His figure flashed, and in the next moment, the oppressive force in the air and the muffled sound arrived together.    

"The tiger occupies eleven kicks in a row!"    

Bang!    

Without needing to kick the warrior eleven times, in that instant, the remaining warrior was kicked flying by Chu Yan, turning into a white light in the air.    

After getting rid of the two warriors, the moment Chu Yan landed on the ground, the sky and earth suddenly changed.    

Before he could regain his senses and look over, Chu Yan realized that the environment he was in had changed.    

At this moment, he was no longer in the prairie that day. He had arrived at a place that resembled a battle arena.    

The stands were all around them, mottled and desolate.    

And he was in the competition area.    

The sand, the stone pillars, and the clear marks made by the axes and sabers were all filled with a sense of reality.    

Chu Yan's gaze congealed, and looked in front of him.    

Following the sound of chains dragging, a rusted bronze door slowly opened up. A burly man in armor with a sword in his hand walked out.    

Chu Yan squinted his eyes.    

This was the first martial artist he had met who wore armor.    

Moreover, this martial artist also had an aura that was completely different from the opponents he had faced before.    

But — so what?    

"No one can obstruct my path." Chu Yan held the spear in her hand and took the initiative to attack, "If you're very strong, then the points you can give me will definitely be even more!"    

In the next moment, sand and dust filled the air. It was as if a meteorite had smashed down onto the ground ruthlessly. The resulting airflow, in fact, had turned into a storm that swept in all directions.    

Inside Cherry Blossom Valley, the test continued.    

And at this time, there were only 10 people that were still within the illusory magic array.    

Seeing that Chu Yan was still inside the array, Song Hua's eyes flashed.    

However, when he saw that Chu Yan's brows were already furrowed, and that his previously relaxed expression was now far from what it had been, and that Yan JunRui still had a look of ease on his face at the same time, Song Hua's hanging heart was finally at ease.    

Compared to Yan JunRui, Chu Yan, your meridians being completely shattered still has a significant impact on your strength. If my guess is not wrong, you being able to enter the top ten is already pretty good. This round's top seven and eight should be your limit.    

Just as Song Hua was thinking that, two people were immediately eliminated and teleported out of the array.    

There were only eight people who were still persisting like this.    

After a while, there were another two sounds, and there were still six people left.    

As for Yan JunRui, who had appeared very relaxed earlier, he now had a serious expression on his face, clearly feeling the pressure.    

Song Hua's gaze swept across Chu Yan and Yan JunRui's faces.    

Compared to Yan JunRui, Chu Yan was clearly feeling a lot more pressured right now. After all, his forehead was already covered with a layer of sweat, while Yan JunRui was only temporarily clenching his teeth.    

At this time, another three were eliminated.    

The only ones left standing were Chu Yan, Yan JunRui and the other warrior.    

This martial artist persisted for a moment longer before he suddenly let out a groan of pain. His eyes opened, filled with hatred as he was eliminated.    

Once he was eliminated, everyone immediately turned to look at the Void Spirit Tablet.    

On the Void Spirit Tablet, there was a flash of light and this warrior's rank immediately appeared in first place: 1830 points!    

The warrior gritted his teeth as he looked at Chu Yan and Yan JunRui who were still holding on, his eyes filled with unwillingness.    

Regardless of whether or not he could enter the sect, if it wasn't for these two people, he would be the number one in this year's Hundred Gate disciple recruitment event.