Chapter 1238 Kill It

Although it is said that the quota of elite students is very precious, basically getting it is equivalent to walking in front of 99% of the cultivators, but the premise is that there must be someone who has this quota...

Like this, it will be cool at every turn... Even the precious elite student quota is useless...

There are more than 3,000 talented elites here... just to compete for such a hundred places...

Do you have the ultimate fighting power or have a supreme identity that makes others fear you?

To put it bluntly, there is really nothing...

In this case, expect some miracle to happen, is it possible? Ask yourself...this possibility is basically negative!

Instead of dying in a melee, worthless, it's better to save the dog's life first...

After such a wave of cleaning, almost thousands of cultivators withdrew directly...

There are still more than 2,000 practitioners left...

The remaining 2,000 cultivators are determined to stay behind, that is to say, in order to successfully obtain the quota of an elite disciple, they are the kind who can work hard...

And now those small forces are basically cool...

The ones that flowed down were basically second-grade holy land practitioners, or some small groups of third-grade powers...

In such a battle situation, everyone has a bit of strength and is unwilling to give in to each other, so the question arises, who will control the power in the end?

Everyone wants to get the quota, but the quota is only 100 people...

More than 2,000 meat snatch 100 places... This ratio can only be said to be very low, very low...

A little careless...the kind that will completely cool down.

However, because they are not very familiar with each other, most of them are tentative attacks, or look at each other silently...

They are all waiting for others to fight, and then they can sit back and reap the benefits.

On Gou, these people are more experienced than each other.

You don't understand, the kind that I can't move...

One minute...two minutes...ten minutes...

The scene is still very silent...

If this trend continues, I am afraid that the battle is over today...

"In an hour, if there are more than 100 students left on the assessment field, everyone will be eliminated! This year, the Samsara Academy will no longer recruit elite students!"

"And from this moment on, every three minutes, the boundary line of the battle field will be indented by 100 meters!"

"Battle, fight!"

"I don't need garbage in my reincarnation middle school!"

"Fight! I need you all to become wolves! Pick up the swords in your hands! Insert these into the bodies of your companions, and into the chests of those practitioners who are uncomfortable with you!"

"Yes! That's it! Prove your strength by loving you and learning!"

"You need a bit of hostility! You are all too peaceful!"

"Fight!"

High in the sky, there was an inexplicable excited voice from Wu Xing, Vice President of Samsara Intermediate Court. According to what he meant, the more powerful the people, the better...

Compared with the attitude of the mentor of the previous reincarnation middle school, this vice president of martial arts is obviously a bit more crazy.

His madness also shows the kind of excitement and urgency in him...

While talking, the whole person is completely crazy!

The cultivators in the battle field were also instantly stunned...

In fact, they didn't understand this operation...

But the rules have been implemented, and it is not something they can avoid if they want to.

Under the brand new rules, they only have one hour to fight!