The strongest sign-in lottery system

Chapter 110 Public Humiliation

The light of dawn hit the roof of the Green Mountain Sect, dyeing the entire Green Mountain Sect with golden light.

Zhao Zirui sat cross-legged on the mat on the ground. Nie Qing had already opened the door and windows to let out the heat from the room.

"Junior Brother Nie!" Several people greeted them with smiles, Nie Qing murmured in his heart, did Zhao Zirui beat them up so that they were all scared?

"Are you looking for me?"

"That's right, Junior Brother Nie, you and Junior Brother Zhao missed the spiritual root trial. We are here to pick you up for the spiritual root trial."

"Okay, I'll call my brother."

Nie Qing entered the room in two steps, and several people were waiting outside.

"Brother, they told us to go to the spiritual root trial!" Nie Qing said.

"Spirit root trial?" Zhao Zirui looked at Nie Qing.

"That's right, brother, the spiritual root test is something that new disciples should do. The two of us came here with a recommendation order, and we missed the unification..." Nie Qing's words were a little false.

"Understood, you go out first."

"Yeah!" Nie Qing went out of the room and closed the door.

"I remember when I sent Nie Qing here, there seemed to be no recommendation order. Nie Qing was hiding something from me." Zhao Zirui stood up and paced back and forth a few times.

"That's all, how about it, I can't help if he doesn't tell me." Zhao Zirui waved his right hand, and a blue disc appeared.

"Sign in for a lucky draw!"

"Congratulations to the player for obtaining the second-level non-attribute inner armor."

"Let's be so-so." Zhao Zirui put away his inner armor and went out.

Zhao Zirui and Nie Qing followed a few disciples to the proving ground. The proving ground was crowded with half of the outer sects.

"Look, look, that kid is coming!"

"Are there always so many people in each spiritual root trial?" Zhao Zirui asked.

"Yes, this is a major event for the outer sect." Several disciples said.

How did Zhao Zirui know that when he was cultivating in the house, the Holy Water Association had already released the news that the disciple recommended by Lei Zhen was a useless spiritual root, and he even applied to do a special spiritual root test. The Holy Water Gate just wanted Zhao Zirui and Lei Zhen. Lose all face!

"Everyone, everyone, this is Lei Zhen's recommended disciple, Zhao Zirui, let's take a look, what kind of spiritual root is Junior Brother Zhao?"

"How to use this, do I need to pay for it if it breaks?" Zhao Zirui touched the trial spirit stone, taller than a man.

"No, no, no, the trial spirit stone is very strong, no one can break it, you two, who will come first?" The presiding disciple had a gloating smile on his face.

"I'll go first." Zhao Zirui put his hand on it, instilling a bit of spiritual power.

"Junior brother Zhao, you have cultivated to the fifth level of spiritual master, and the first level of spiritual root!" This disciple deliberately improved his tune, and the audience roared with laughter.

The first level of spiritual root is no different from the useless spiritual root. With a pile of medicine to cultivate, the biggest limit in this life is the spiritual master.

But Zhao Zirui didn't have any expression on his face. Originally, his spiritual root was at the peak of the third level, but it seemed that he was not at the fourth level. Now that his spiritual root is sealed, his rating should be lower.

"Big brother." Nie Qing said tremblingly. He never thought that Zhao Zirui was only a first-order spiritual root.

"You go, my spirit is not good at all."

"Yeah." Nie Qing also put his hand on the spirit stone.

"Nie Qing, cultivated as a first-level spiritual master, spiritual root, first-level!"

"Hahaha, two trash!"

"This Nie Qing is Nie Feng's younger brother, right? His cultivation talent is not a bit worse than his dead brother!"

"Big brother, big brother." Nie Qing looked at Zhao Zirui.

"It's okay, I will help you improve..."

"Brother, it's not..." Nie Qing interrupted Zhao Zirui, "I'm testing at home, and my spiritual root is seventh stage..."

"Hmph, I understand." Zhao Zirui sneered at the presiding disciple, "This is intentional to embarrass me."

"Junior Brother Zhao, you have finished testing your spiritual roots, how about testing your strength?"

Zhao Zirui looked at him coldly, "How to test?"

"Just hammer this place." The presiding disciple pointed to the center of the spirit stone. Because of the long time, that place has been slightly sunken by the beating.

"Okay, but if I smash this thing, I don't have to pay for it."

"No, no." The host disciple chuckled inwardly. This kid is also in a good mood, and he is always humorous here.

"Okay, come on, let me see what kind of strength I am!" Zhao Zirui stretched and warmed up, and a bunch of people on the field laughed.

"Here we come!" Zhao Zirui raised his right hand, and the terrifying power in his hand was concentrated in his fist.

"Boom!" The spirit stone was shattered by a punch, and the one-person tall spirit stone was broken into more than ten pieces, and the pieces flew back and forth, each piece flew at least tens of meters away!

"This, this, this..." Many people on the field were stunned. They had never seen anyone who could smash the trial spirit stone!

There was only one person on the field, so distressed that he wanted to vomit blood! 5000 taels of silver, gone!

"What is my strength?" Zhao Zirui looked at the presiding disciple, who was so startled that he couldn't say a word.

"Everyone, do you know this person? What's his name!" Zhao Zirui pointed at the presiding disciple.

"Call Sun Zhong!"

"Do you know the level of his spiritual root?"

"Fourth or fifth, Lao Zhang, do you remember?"

"I can't remember, the fourth level, or the fifth level."

"Come and see, what level is his spiritual root!" Zhao Zirui grabbed Sun Zhong's hand and imprinted Sun Zhong's hand on the trial spirit stone!

"Is he also a first-order spiritual root?"

"Stupid to let you, there is a problem with this trial spirit stone!"

There was a lot of discussion on the field, Sun Zhong wanted to break free from Zhao Zirui's hand, but Zhao Zirui's hand was like iron claws, and he couldn't break free at all.

"I trust you, but you actually killed me!" Zhao Zirui raised his right hand, and slapped Sun Zhong's face fiercely. Sun Zhong backed up and fell to the ground.

"Sun Zhong is a ninth-level spiritual master, this slap almost killed him, what kind of strange power is this kid!"

Zhao Zirui walked up to Sun Zhong, stepped on Sun Zhong's face, "Say, who ordered you to humiliate me?"

Sun Zhong lay on the ground without speaking.

"Holy water meeting? Those five idiots from yesterday?"

The audience suddenly burst into laughter. The five idiots yesterday had become the laughing stock of Shengshuimen.

"I said yesterday that if you bully my brother, I will treat him to twenty catties of rice. Today you bully my brother and humiliate the two of us. I have to feed you fifty catties of rice today!" Zhao Zirui said. Everyone was laughing like crazy, with fifty catties of rice, no one would be able to hold it to death.

"Go, Nie Qing, go buy rice!" Zhao Zirui threw a few taels of silver to Nie Qing.

Nie Qing took the silver and was about to walk to the dining hall.

"Boy, let me see if you dare to go!" A pungent female voice sounded from the audience!