Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.

Special monitoring room.

Duanmu Qian looked at the screen that kept going off, shook his head and sighed.

"What is the elimination situation at each level?"

Upon hearing this, the staff immediately checked the data.

After a moment, he looked up and answered.

"The candidates with the slowest progress are currently on the fourth level, and the candidates with the fastest speed have reached the seventh level."

"The number of people eliminated in the first level is 13."

"The number of people eliminated in the second level is 88."

"The number of people eliminated in the third level is 9,643."

Duanmu Qian frowned when he heard this data.

"On the third level, nearly ten thousand people were eliminated."

The staff member smiled bitterly and said: "Examination chief, most of these candidates have consumed more than half of their spiritual energy after the first two battles."

"Ordinary high school students who can fight against second-level peak alien beasts are already considered top students, let alone mutated alien beasts like Langlan. If the number of people eliminated does not exceed 10,000, it is already very good."

Duanmu Qian thought for a moment and stopped worrying about it.

"Besides Yunjiu and Wang Beichen, who else is on the seventh floor now?"

The staff member responded quickly.

"No, the challenge on the sixth level is to cross the sea of ​​​​spirits. After our tests, it will take at least two hours for a warrior with a spiritual power of more than 1,000 to cross the sea of ​​​​spirits."

After hearing this, Duanmu Qian continued to look at the two largest pictures.

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[Candidate Yunjiu, congratulations on reaching the seventh floor. 】

[This level of trial will screen you for the corresponding powerful projections based on the category of your vocation. 】

[We are matching you, please wait...]

Wang Xianxian looked at the light curtain in front of him and murmured to himself.

"Is it to allow candidates to adapt to fighting projections in advance?"

Wang Xianxian discovered that starting from the sixth floor, the examiner began to prepare for the candidates to challenge the Great Emperor's projection.

The sixth level of mental power test, the seventh level to adapt to combat in advance, then...

What is the eighth floor?

Before Wang Xianxian could think more, the mysterious voice sounded again.

[The match is successful, your battle target is Venerable Lin Jiu. 】

? ? ?

Several big question marks rose directly above Wang Xianxian's head.

[Lin Jiu, a ninth-level Tongtian realm warrior, has a primary vocation of wine, and a secondary category of swords. 】

[The projection of the warrior is being projected, projecting the current strength, the peak of the Blood Refining Realm. 】

Accompanied by a mysterious sound, a purple crystal landed from the top of the space.

Then, the purple crystal began to shine with a strange light.

These rays of light slowly condensed into a human form.

Under the continuous illumination of the purple crystal, the projection began to become gradually clearer.

Facial features, hair, clothing, even fine hairs.

Wang Xianxian looked at the unruly young man in front of him and fell into shock.

"Master???"

Wang Xianxian once saw photos of Lin Jiu when he was young in his office.

Compared with Lin Jiu in the photo, the young man in front of him cannot be said to be very similar, it can only be said that he is exactly the same.

It's more like a clone than a projection.

This level of realism is better than that of a wax figure made by a highly skilled wax artist.

Wang Xianxian recalled what his master had said to him.

'My vocation is to be a drunkard, and my talent is to be an X-level [Drunk Today]...'

After reminiscing, Wang Xianxian looked at Lin Jiu's projection opposite him, who kept making flirtatious poses, and his eyes twitched slightly.

Lin Jiujiu looked at Wang Xianxian and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Another challenger who doesn't know the heights of the world?"

"Since you have chosen to challenge me, you'd better wish for yourself."

"Although I admire your courage, my sword will not show mercy to anyone!"

Hearing this extremely embarrassing tone, Wang Xianxian's shame reached its peak at this moment!

He somehow thought of lei.

The images of the two people overlapped perfectly at this moment.

"Stupid challenger~ Why are you scared when facing such a powerful me!!!"

"If God had not given birth to me, Lin Jiu, martial arts would be like a long night." Projection Lin Jiu put his hands on his hips and looked up to the sky and laughed, "Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

Stop talking, Master! ! ! ! ! !

Wang Xianxian's face turned red with embarrassment, and he yelled crazily in his heart.

At the same time, the headquarters of the Tianjiu City Brewers Association was thousands of miles away.

"Ah, Master, my eyes, I can't see!"

The young man covered his eyes and rolled wildly on the ground.

His voice was extremely miserable, and the culprit was obviously Lin Jiu who held out two fingers.

Li Jianzhou blocked his ears, turned his back to the TV, and looked pitifully at the third junior brother who was lying on the ground and twisted into maggots in pain.

"You will not survive for your own misfortune, third child..."

Lin Jiulao blushed like an apple, panting and looking at the projection on the TV, cursing.

"You little bastard, why don't you let the labor and management beat him to death!!!!"

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As if sensing the master's strong resentment, Wang Xianxian's eyes narrowed.

"Master, my disciple is unfilial. For your sake, I'm sorry!"

After saying that, he directly raised his sword and charged forward!

When Lin Jiujiu saw this, he laughed gracefully and also raised his sword to meet him.

Qiang——

The moment the sword blades collided, Wang Xianxian's domineering power directly suppressed Lin Jiu's projection.

Seeing that his strength had the upper hand, Wang Xianxian quickly seized the opportunity and stabbed Lin Jiu's projection with thirty flying swords.

Wang Xianxian, who thought he could kill the opponent in an instant, was surprised to find that the flying swords all stopped the moment they were about to pierce Lin Jiu.

No matter how Wang Xianxian mobilized his mental power, Feijian could not advance even half an inch.

impossible!

Wang Xianxian was shocked inside, but Lin Jiujiu obviously didn't give him time to be shocked.

An extremely fast sword slashed directly at him.

Wang Xianxian quickly dodged, but it was already too late.

The mental consumption caused by controlling the flying sword made it impossible for him to enter the free state in time.

呲——

Severe pain instantly hit his brain. Feeling the pain coming from his abdomen, Wang Xianxian quickly distanced himself from the other party.

After waiting for his body to stand firm, Wang Xianxian hurriedly looked down.

There was now a ten centimeter long wound on his lower abdomen.

injured……

This was the real injury he had suffered since he challenged the Imperial Palace.

The injuries could not conceal his inner shock.

He stared intently at Lin Jiu's projection, which kept showing off in sexy poses.

The master's projection is in the same realm as mine, how could he have such strength?

Under the same level, I should be able to suppress him.

Why?

Has the examiner strengthened the power of projection?

No, that's not right!

Wang Xianxian quickly overturned his conclusion.

If the examiner really strengthened his projection capabilities, he would not have had the upper hand in the confrontation of strength just now.

But, how did he use my flying sword...

"Challenger, are you...are you ready to be defeated by me?" Lin Jiujiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, then rushed over with his sword.