As he spoke, Martialist Number 2 had already started fighting with the Purple Lightning Giant.
This time, the battle was not as straightforward as the first time. The second warrior was holding a long sword. He was actually a Sword Martialist, and he had also comprehended the first layer of Sword Truth. The sword in his hand was very fast, like the wind and lightning. In terms of speed, he was even faster than the Purple Lightning Giant. At the beginning, one could hear the sound of the sword colliding with steel.
Unfortunately, the second cultivator's attack could not break the giant's defense.
Roar!
The runes on the Violet Electric Giant's body flickered as it swallowed a huge amount of Emperor Spirit Qi and released it in the form of an attack. At this time, the two fists of the Violet Electric Giant collided with each other, triggering a large amount of electric current that instantly locked onto the second warrior.
"Domain." The second cultivator gritted his teeth and used his Domain to suppress the giant.
This was his trump card.
Boom, boom, boom.
Unfortunately, the Domain of the seventh level of the Sky Martial Realm could not defeat the giant. The Emperor Spiritual Qi madly gathered and the giant punched the ground, sending the second cultivator flying.
"No!" The second cultivator let out a desperate cry.
The giant was an emotionless puppet. With a single punch, the second cultivator was smashed to pieces and fell to the ground.
Pa!
With the sound of the cultivator falling to the ground, the crowd's mood also fell to the bottom.
The selection of the Netherworld Army was too cruel.
"Next."
Chiliarch Qi Bing swept his cold eyes across the crowd. He did not feel the slightest bit of pity for the death of the second cultivator.
The third cultivator quickly jumped down.
After summing up the experience of the previous cultivator, he chose to fight a ferocious beast. After a quarter of an hour of battle, he killed the ferocious beast.
However, even though he killed the ferocious beast, he did not have a stunning performance. Therefore, none of the four examiners allowed him to pass.
The cultivator could only leave dispiritedly.
Time gradually passed. Every martial artist's time, on average, was about a quarter of an hour. Every hour, only a dozen or so people would finish the selection. Most people would get one or two passes. Those who got three passes were very few, and those who got four passes were basically non-existent. From this, it could be seen that everyone had different opinions. It was indeed very difficult to get the approval of the four main examiners.
Long Chen was ranked in the three hundredth place. After a day, it was his turn. From this, it could be seen that the selection would last for ten days. Only now did Long Chen realize that the selection would take so long. The selection was held once a month, and it took ten days each time.
As a result, the Netherworld Army that was selected were all very outstanding.
Everyone present was an expert. Ten days was a very short period of time for them.
The next morning, it was almost Long Chen's turn. During this day, he had seen a lot. He had also learned a lot from the battles of the other cultivators. He had summed up many of his shortcomings. Among them, he had tried to activate the True Martial Imperial Soul. He was pleasantly surprised to find that even watching other people's battles helped him a lot. His Martial Spirit was gradually becoming stronger. He had a premonition that it was very likely that in a short period of time, he would make another step forward and reach the fifth level of the Heaven Martial Realm. He was getting closer and closer to his goal.
Although Long Chen and Song Yuchun were ranked first, there were more than a dozen places to distribute numbers. Therefore, there was a difference of more than a dozen numbers between the two of them. Song Yuchun had already gone up before Long Chen.
When he saw his grandson, Song Yang revealed a trace of a smile.
For the icy-faced man, this was very rare. In the previous battles, less than three people had passed Song Yang's test. His harsh conditions made people tremble in fear.
Song Yuchun coughed. Under everyone's gaze, he was very proud of himself. Then, he tidied his long hair and said to the four examiners, "Greetings, seniors. I am number 371, my name is Song Yuchun."
It was not convenient for him to say his relationship with Song Yang in public. Otherwise, it would not be easy for Song Yang to go easy on him.
So far, there were only seven people who had passed more than three tests.
"My opponent is a puppet." After looking around, Song Yuchun said confidently.
Under the control of the Underworld Army, a steed-type puppet came out. This puppet looked like a horse, but also like a sheep. Its body was covered in layers of fur, its eyes were a little dull, and its neck was very long. However, it had a very domineering aura. Although it looked very weak, its combat strength was probably not low. Just based on its appearance, this puppet was countless times worse than the Violet Lightning Giant. There were yellow runes flashing on the puppet.
"It's actually a Grass Mud Horse."
Everyone roared with laughter.
This puppet beast, Grass Mud Horse, was a kind of ugly puppet that was made for a joke. The reason it was called this was because it looked a little like a beast. However, one should not underestimate it because of its appearance. This Grass Mud Horse was very powerful.
Song Yuchun versus the puppet Grass Mud Horse.
Hearing the laughter from above, Song Yuchun's face darkened. Today's luck was really too bad. However, he did not know that this Grass Mud Horse was actually arranged by his grandfather. Although it was a little ugly, its combat strength was actually the lowest among all the ferocious beasts and puppets.
"Quiet." One of the chiliarchs, Song Yang, coldly snorted.
There was a kind of soul-shaking power in his voice. Everyone felt like their heads were on fire. They had no choice but to stop laughing.
Below, the furious Song Yuchun began to fight with the Grass Mud Horse. The puppet looked weak, but its body was not much weaker than the Violet Lightning Giant. Each time it collided with it, it could explode with a powerful force. This was also the reason why it could become one of the test puppets of the Underworld Army.
Song Yuchun was indeed a figure with a God Martial Realm elder. The cultivation method he practiced was all special. At that moment, he actually used a God Level Battle Skill and directly smashed the puppet to pieces. However, he himself was also in a very sorry state. After rolling on the ground for a few times, he finally reacted.
There were quite a few people who possessed trump cards like God Tier Battle Skills among the participating fighters. Among the three hundred people, there were around twenty or so. However, there were very few people who could use it as perfectly as Jiang Jinglong. Song Yuchun could only be regarded as someone who could use a God Tier cultivation method. He was still a very long time away from mastering it.
Moreover, from his battle, Long Chen could see many problems, such as his lack of battle experience, his exaggerated movements, and so on.
It could be said that if it was someone else who performed like this, they would at most get two passes.
"Seniors, please give your comments."
After tidying up his clothes, Song Yuchun flipped his hair in a very coquettish manner. Afterwards, he looked at the four examiners. His eyes were mostly focused on his grandfather, and a pleading expression appeared in his eyes. He actually knew that his strength was a little lacking compared to the others who had passed, but with his grandfather as an examiner, it was nothing.
On the platform, Song Yang smiled helplessly.
In a place where no one could see, Song Yang's hand lightly touched Jiang Shi, who was beside him. Jiang Shi understood and touched the other chief examiner. That chief examiner then informed Qi Bing. In this way, the four of them knew that this was Song Yang's grandson.
They were all chiliarchs, so they had to give him a favor.
As a result, Qi Bing said directly, "Your attacks are fast and your God Tier Battle Skill is good. I'll pass you. Keep it up."
"Thank you, senior Qi Bing." All of this was within Song Yuchun's expectations.
Getting one pass was nothing. However, the second examiner actually passed Song Yuchun as well. At this moment, everyone's gazes were focused on the third examiner, Jiang Shi. Jiang Shi was immediately under a lot of pressure. However, it was fine as long as three people passed. In order to ease the emotions of others, he directly waved his hand and said, "In my opinion, you're still a little lacking. You don't pass."
In the end, the decision was given to Song Yang.
Song Yang was known for his strictness. Since the start of the battle, only a dozen or so people had passed. Moreover, most of them had already become reserve soldiers of the Netherworld Army.
Everyone's gazes landed on Song Yang.
"He's a promising talent. Pass." At this moment, Song Yang said something that everyone was unconvinced with.
"What? He can pass at this level? Does he think we're blind?"
"I'm not convinced."
Many people began to clamor, especially those who had performed well but were rejected.
"All of you, shut up. We can take your life if anyone dares to question our decision," Qi Bing snorted as she glanced over everyone coldly.
Everyone could only swallow the unwillingness in their hearts.
This result was within Long Chen's expectations. To a chiliarch, arranging for a junior to join the Netherworld Army was not a big deal. Even the upper echelon of the Netherworld Army would not care much about it. Moreover, Song Yuchun's strength was not ridiculously weak.
Song Yuchun proudly walked out of the arena and sat down on a seat not far away from Song Yang. He called over one of the soldiers and said, "In a while, there will be a young man with a grey line between his eyebrows. Help me tell my grandfather that this person has a conflict with me, so he can't pass."
The soldier hesitated slightly, but he nodded and passed on the message to Song Yang.
"What a little bastard," Song Yang smiled helplessly.