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However, when the clan's disciples entered the training grounds, they were under the secret care of the clan's experts. Although some injuries were inevitable, their lives were still in danger. If it wasn't for that, who knows how many of the young elites in the clan would have died.
However, there was no one in the Sword Pavilion to help Cheng Qing, and it was impossible for the mechanisms to not be sharp. Then what would happen to him?
Zhao E Mei was very clear that the mechanisms in this kind of training ground were set up according to strict requirements. The purpose was to train the challengers, or to select the right person to pass the trial. The former was one thing, but the latter was another.
No matter how he looked at it, the Sword Pavilion in front of him was second best. He had to choose the right person to pass the trial. So what if it's inappropriate? What if the challenger couldn't meet the requirements? In the Li family, a disciple like this would be saved, so what should Cheng Qing do?
Zhao E - mei did not dare to think any further. She was afraid that she would go crazy.
From the moment this youth had seen her, he had constantly been giving her unexpected things, and she hoped that it would be the same this time.
These days, Zhao E Mei had been recalling countless times. The two of them went from not knowing each other without a fight to going through Nine Phoenix City together.
Cheng Qing's face was obviously still young, but Zhao E Mei couldn't connect him to the young man. In Zhao Yimei's memory, Cheng Qing was a true cultivator with a magnificent figure. If she tried to remember Cheng Qing's age, she would think that it was all ridiculous.
No youth could be like Cheng Qing.
His combat skills, his temperament, his every word and gesture, they did not have the immaturity of a teenager, did not have the impulse of a teenager, did not have the consideration of a teenager, he did not seem to have lived for more than ten years.
Every time she thought of this, a faint smile would appear on her face with a warm smile.
However, it was precisely this kind of youth that no one could understand with common sense. Now that he had entered the Sword Pavilion, would he be able to succeed?
She was very clear that Nine Phoenix City was not an ordinary place. From the ruins she had seen and the images of the characters, she could easily deduce that this city was most likely the immortal palace that had fought against the mortal world's cultivators ten thousand years ago.
Even if it was just a corner of the immortal palace, even if it was just a palace under the main immortal palace, it would still be terrifying. In the past, there was nothing that the cultivators of the mortal world could not do, such as flying in the sky or escaping from the ground.
It was easy for Cheng Qing to become the master of this place, so Zhao E Mei didn't need to think about it to know how difficult it would be.
Zhao Yimei was very clear that Cheng Qing was not an ordinary person, but even so, he was still at the seventh level of the Nazi realm.
With his cultivation level at the seventh level of the swastika realm, to pass the immortal palace test and become the owner of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, how could that be possible?
Zhao E Mei was right, it was indeed very difficult for Chen Qing to pass the test.
He opened his eyes and looked up at the stage. The white haired old man was still standing there with his hands behind his back. The wooden sword in his hand looked normal, without any killing intent, but it was this opponent that Cheng Qing tried three hundred times but still failed.