On the high platform, the senior executives looked at this scene and smiled.
Chen Zhen stroked his beard and smiled, "This boy is quite gentle to Huanhuan."
Wu Dao nodded and said, "He has always been very kind to the people around him."
Qi Lei looked at Luo Heng, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and said, "A disciple with strong strength and good character is rare."
Wu Dao chuckled and said, "It's a pity that it belongs to us Desolate Hall, not yours Heavenly Hall."
Qi Lei glared at him and said nothing.
Ying Xuanzi sat in the center, looking at Luo Heng on the platform, with a trace of complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.
This guy is really nice to Huanhuan.
He could see that Luo Heng really liked Huanhuan, not because of her identity as Sect Master's daughter, nor because of her talent and beauty.
Just simply like it.
That's enough.
After the second round of competition, the winning disciples took a short rest and prepared for the third round.
Luo Heng stood on the edge of the platform, looking around, observing the battles of other disciples.
On the Heavenly Hall's side, Ying Xiaoxiao has easily defeated her opponent and advanced to the next round. Her swordsmanship is getting more and more powerful.
Luo Heng looked at her and nodded secretly in his heart.
This girl has indeed made great progress. It seems that <Tai Xu Swordplay> has helped her a lot.
Over at the Earthly Hall, Qing Ye has also advanced.
His Earthly Emperor Scripture practice has become more and more profound, and his defensive power is terrifying. Even his opponent's attacks cannot break through his defense.
On the Vast Hall's side, Mu Li also advanced easily.
His Primordial Fist is so fierce and domineering that with one punch, the opponent is directly knocked off the platform.
Over at the Desolate Hall, Lin Dong has also advanced.
He used three moves to defeat an opponent named Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage. The power of Great Desolation Scripture shocked everyone present.
That kind of power that takes away life and turns it into Huang Wu is too overbearing.
Luo Heng looked at Lin Dong and nodded secretly in his heart.
This kid is really making rapid progress.
The third round of competition will begin soon.
Luo Heng's opponent is a disciple of the Earthly Hall, Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage, who is practicing Earthly Emperor Scripture.
The disciple stood on the platform and looked at Luo Heng opposite, his face turned pale.
"Luo Heng Senior Brother... please give me some advice."
Luo Heng nodded and said, "Come on."
The disciple took a deep breath, Primal Energy surged around his body crazily, and a layer of earthy yellow light appeared on his body.
Earth Origin Mysterious Body!
This is the basic physical training technique of the Earthly Hall. After it is completed, the physical body will be invulnerable and Primal Energy is as thick as magma.
The disciple obviously put a lot of effort into Earth Origin Mysterious Body. The mask is solid and thick, and it is difficult to break at first sight.
Luo Heng looked at him and said calmly, "Are you ready?"
The disciple nodded, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
"I'm offended!"
He shouted low, punched out with both fists, and blasted earth-yellow fists towards Luo Heng!
Earth Split Fist!
This is the attack martial art of the Earthly Hall. Primal Energy is condensed into fist light, which is so powerful that it can crack mountains and crack rocks.
Luo Heng looked at the overwhelming fist light and didn't even try to hide.
He just raised his right hand and held it with five fingers.
Five Elements Creation Palm·Earth Element·Mountain Suppressor!
A dark golden palm print condensed out of thin air, exuding a heavy pressure as heavy as a mountain, and struck hard at those fists!
Boom--!!!
The palm prints collided with the fist rays, and the fist rays were like paper in front of the palm prints, and were instantly shattered to pieces!
The palm print continued unabated and headed straight for the disciple!
The disciple's face changed drastically, and he activated Earth Origin Mysterious Body crazily, and the earthy-yellow mask on his body burst out with bright light!
But the moment the palm print was about to touch the photomask, it suddenly stopped.
The disciple broke into a cold sweat as he looked at the palm prints so close at hand.
He could feel that the power contained in that palm print was enough to seriously injure him!
"I surrender!" he shouted without hesitation.
Luo Heng retracted his palm print, smiled, and said, "Yes, your Earth Origin Mysterious Body practice is pretty good, but the defense is too passive and lacks the means to counterattack. Go back and practice more."
The disciple nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of gratitude.
"Thank you, senior brother Luo Heng, for your guidance!"
Luo Heng waved his hand, and the disciple jumped off the platform with unconcealable excitement on his face.
The surrounding disciples looked at this scene with envy in their eyes.
"Senior brother Luo Heng is giving guidance again..."
"Hey, when can I have a fight with senior brother Luo Heng?"
"It's just you? Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm, you can't catch even a single move."
"So what? What a blessing it is to be taught by senior brother Luo Heng!"
Amid the discussion, the third round of competition ended quickly.
Of the winning disciples, there were less than a hundred left.
These people are all the top disciples in each hall, with the lowest being Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm.
Among them, the most eye-catching ones are naturally Luo Heng, Lin Dong, Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan, Qing Ye, Mu Li and others.
These people are all strong contenders for the Hall Examination championship.
Of course, everyone knows that there is only one champion.
That is Luo Heng.
The draw results for the fourth round of competition will come out soon.
Luo Heng looked at the jade piece in his hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Number A.
His opponent is Heavenly Hall's disciple, Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage.
Luo Heng walked to platform A1 and stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for his opponent.
After a while, a figure landed on the platform.
It was a young man dressed in white, with a delicate face and a gentle temperament. He was one of Personal Disciple from the Heavenly Hall.
"Heavenly Hall disciple Song Qing, I have met senior brother Luo Heng." The young man cupped his fists and saluted with a respectful attitude.
Luo Heng nodded and said, "Let's take action."
Song Qing took a deep breath, a trace of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.
He knew that he was no match for Luo Heng, but being able to fight against senior brother Luo Heng was a rare experience in itself.
"I'm offended!"
Song Qing gave a low shout, formed seals with his hands, Primal Energy surged around his body crazily, and a cyan long sword condensed and took shape in his hands.
Heaven Origin Sword!
This is the martial arts of the Heavenly Hall. Primal Energy is condensed into a sword, which is astonishingly powerful.
Song Qing thrust out the sword, the sword light was like a rainbow, and went straight to Luo Heng's throat!
Luo Heng looked at the piercing sword light and didn't even hide.
He just raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and gently clamped the tip of the sword.
Song Qing's sword can no longer move forward.
His expression changed, and he moved Primal Energy frantically, trying to withdraw the long sword, but the tip of the sword seemed to be clamped by iron pliers and remained motionless.
"Your Sword Intent is not concise enough, and your power is not concentrated enough." Luo Heng loosened his fingers and said calmly, "Go back and practice more."
Song Qing cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior brother Luo Heng, for your guidance."
After saying that, he turned around and jumped off the platform, his eyes full of gratitude.
The disciples around looked at this scene and sighed secretly in their hearts.
Luo Heng Senior Brother's guidance, every sentence hits the point, and people benefit a lot.
The fourth round of competition ended soon.
There are only less than fifty disciples left who have won.
Fifth round, sixth round...
Luo Heng advanced easily all the way, defeating the enemy with one move every time and never being sloppy.
Those opponents couldn't even catch a move in front of him.
But every move he makes is just right, not only not hurting the opponent, but also convincing the opponent.
Moreover, every time he would give some pointers to his opponents and point out their shortcomings, which would benefit them a lot.
The disciples who were mentored by him all felt like they had found a treasure, and their admiration for Luo Heng was beyond words.
"Senior brother Luo Heng is really great..."
"Yes, not only is he strong, but he is also willing to give us guidance. This is the true Senior Brother style."
"I have decided that I will follow senior brother Luo Heng from now on!"
"You have a good idea, Luo Heng, there are so many masters around you, is it your turn?"
"Hmph, one day, I will become a strong man like Senior Brother Luo Heng!"
As the rounds of competition progressed, fewer and fewer disciples won.
In the end, only eight people were left standing on the platform.
Luo Heng, Lin Dong, Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan, Qing Ye, Mu Li, and two other disciples of Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage.
These eight people are the top eight of this Hall Examination.
They will compete for the final championship in the next competition.