"Martial arts talent, level five!"

"Bloodline boundary, high-grade Xuan Body!"

......

"Next!"

......

"Martial arts talent, level six!"

"Bloodline boundary, high-grade Xuan Body!"

......

"Martial arts talent, level five!"

......

Flying Cloud City!

In the grand central square surrounded by the square pavilions, the preliminary assessment of the martial arts sect's introductory disciples is in full swing.

One by one, young heroes with extraordinary temperaments climbed onto the high platform one after another, and each showed their natural potential in front of the two test stones.

The genius of the Martial Arts Sect who was in charge of this assessment, Xiao Meng, the son of Qingcheng, leaned on the wide chair and looked at the young men and women on the field with interest in his eyes......

The city lords sitting beside him also looked calm, occasionally chatting with each other leisurely.

However, Elder Liu, who presided over the registration, had a straight face from beginning to end, and his cold old face was like the bluestone steps in front of the door.

It can be seen from his cold tone that he couldn't be more cold, and he is not very satisfied with these newcomers.

"Martial arts talent, level five!"

"Bloodline boundary, high-grade Xuan Body!"

......

The cold voice echoed in the audience, Elder Liu didn't even raise his head, he registered on the scroll by himself, and announced lightly, "Next." ”

Nearly half of the people who took the quiz!

At this point, everyone in the audience paused a little.

For the spectators here, it was a little bland.

......

"So far, the highest martial arts talent is only level six, and the bloodline boundary is only a top-grade Xuan body, it seems that the quality of this year's newcomers is a little poor!"

"That's right, I remember that last year, there were three top geniuses of the Holy Body. ”

"Well, and there are several martial arts talents who have reached level seven. ”

"It is estimated that those top geniuses have been recruited by Hanyun Sect and Xuanyang Palace. After all, the competition among the disciples of the Martial Sect is quite cruel and fierce, and many geniuses who have entered the Martial Sect in the past have been refined, resulting in many young geniuses who are unwilling to choose the Martial Sect this year. ”

......

"Next!"

Regarding the whispers in the audience, Elder Liu still didn't have too many mood swings.

At this moment, Han Yiquan, who was standing beside Chu Zhen, suddenly stepped forward.

"Hey, I'll try it!"

A few people were stunned at first.

Qiao Xiaowan and Ye Yao immediately smiled, "Come on!"

"Victory!"

Zhao Qingci on the side casually teased, "It's embarrassing again." ”

......

Soon, Han Yiquan jumped to the high stage with a steady pace.

Looking at this unfamiliar face, the crowd in the audience did not invest too much enthusiasm.

"Junior, Han Yiquan!"

Simply reporting his name, Han Yiquan walked straight to the first stone tablet.

Then a single palm was released, and the condensed true yuan power gathered in the palm like a cyclone.

"Buzz ......"

When the palm of the palm rests firmly on the surface of the stele, the brilliant true yuan power is instantly spread out on the stele and blends into the stone patterns above......

Suddenly, the stele seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of silver gauze.

"Dingding......

A series of crisp wine glasses collided on top of each other, and from the bottom to the top, the gems set on the surface of the stele shone one brightly.

From one to six.

Six gemstones sparkle instantly.

......

It's a level 6 talent again!

The enthusiasm of the audience was halved.

Qiao Xiaowan frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "The chief disciple of the Nine Heavens Pavilion of Dongsheng Prefecture is actually only a sixth-level martial arts talent...... That's too bad, isn't it?"

"Ding!"

As soon as the words fell, another soft sound rang out.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they looked intently, only to see the seventh jewel shining with stars.

"Wow!"

There was a low commotion in the audience.

"Seventh-level martial arts talent!"

"I've finally met a seventh-level one. ”

"Awesome!"

......

Looking at the seven gems that lit up, Elder Liu's face finally relaxed.

Han Yiquan withdrew his position and followed to the second stone tablet.

His eyes were light, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.

Sticking to the stone tablet with one palm again, with a majestic momentum, five gray air lines flowed out from the five fingertips......

Like a tiny dragon.

The five air patterns quickly converged as they wandered, forming a ghostly light.

The ghostly light shuttled through the middle of the stele, and after a brief wandering, it swept straight towards the area above the stele.

"Buzz!"

In the next second, the word 'saint' above the stone tablet was suddenly filled.

The hearts of all present trembled.

"It's the Eucharist!"

"Ding!"

At the same time, the first of the three gemstones surrounding the word 'holy' sparkles with dazzling luxury.

Can't be wrong!

Eucharist!

Elder Liu's old-fashioned old face finally showed a little satisfaction, and his voice was much higher than just now.

"Martial arts talent, level seven!"

"Bloodline boundary, inferior holy body!"

......

A commotion immediately erupted in Feiyun City.

Countless people looked at Han Yiquan's eyes with envy.

Even those city lords were touched.

For this turbulent land of the Middle Continent, where there are as many geniuses as dogs, only the Holy Body can occupy a place.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Han Yiquan immediately became the focus of everyone's gathering.

Like a celebrity, he swaggered off the high platform.

"Haha, how was it? Wasn't I handsome just now?"

"Cut!" Qiao Xiaowan glanced at the other party disdainfully, "Isn't the Holy Sacrament great? You're not the only one who has the Holy Sacrament......

"So far, it's really ......just me," Han Yiquan shrugged his shoulders, then glanced at Zhao Qingyi, who was not far away, and said frivolously, "So, some people don't look down on people." ”

Zhao Qingyi glared back nonchalantly.

"Hmph, what's the big deal!"

......

Before the end of the story was finished, there was another high-pitched sensation off the field.

"Martial arts talent, level eight!"

"Oh my God!"

......

Eighth-level talent?

Chu Zhen, Han Yiquan, Zhao Qingci and others were also shocked, and their eyes swept over, only to see a tall, thin, gorgeously dressed young figure withdrawing his palm from the stone tablet......

"It's Yun Chao's guy!" Zhao Qingci blurted out.

Cloud Chao?

Same surname as Yunshan, the city lord of Feiyun City!

Isn't it?

Chu Zhen and the others had doubts.

Sure enough, the people in Feiyun City in the audience all gave a lot of praise.

"The young city lord really didn't disappoint us. ”

"Haha, the young city lord is mighty!"

......

Under a burst of appreciation, Yun Chao walked unhurriedly in front of the second stone tablet.

A powerful bloodline boundary power erupted from his body, and layers of dense and fierce white sword shadows suddenly flowed outside the opponent's body.

The air on the stage felt as if it had been cut, and it made a sharp whistling sound.

Then, the other party pointed to a little stone stele, and with a sound of "......", a wisp of white sword lines circulated on the stone stele, and the sword patterns were like mangs, without any stop, and directly rushed to the word "saint" above.

Eucharist!

There is no suspense at all.

"Ding!"

The dazzling gems light up like stars, competing with the sun above.

......

"Martial arts talent, level eight!"

"Bloodline boundary, inferior holy body!"

......

"Wow!"

The turmoil set off was even more violent than that caused by Han Yiquan, and there were all kinds of jubilant celebrations in the audience.

"The young city lord is mighty!"

"Haha, the eighth-level martial arts talent, only one person reached it last year. ”

"This year, it is estimated that the young city lord should be in the first place. ”

"Congratulations to the young city lord. ”

"Congratulations, Lord Castle!"

......

"Hahahaha, don't mess up the order!" City Lord Yun Shan hurriedly stood up, raised his hands, and calmed everyone's emotions, "The test is not over yet, it's too early to say anything!"

"The Cloud City Lord is humble, the eighth-level martial arts talent is definitely among the top ranks at the moment. When he enters the martial arts sect for further cultivation in the future, he will be able to go to the next level. ”

Several other city lords also expressed their congratulations.

"That's right, this hasn't entered the Martial Sect yet, and he has an eighth-level martial arts talent, and he will be able to do it in the future. ”

......

Yun Shan waved his hand again and again, expressing shame.

Although he said 'ashamed', his eyebrows were still full of pride that could not be concealed.

......

Yun Chao on the stage also had a proud smile on his face, and when he stepped down, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the location of Zhao Qingyi's brothers and sisters, and his eyes revealed a provocation.

"I'll go, this bastard is going to fly into the sky......"

Zhao Qing's cheeks bulged, and without saying a word, he directly pushed Zhao Qingyi out next to him, "Brother, go teach this bastard how to behave." ”

Zhao Qingyi was speechless for a moment.

He didn't want to go on stage so soon, but he was pushed out by Zhao Qingju, so he could only sigh and step onto the high platform.

And, as soon as he saw Zhao Qingyi on stage, the atmosphere of the audience exploded.

"It's the young city lord of Tianyin City!"

"Haha, there's a drama to watch. ”

......

As we all know, Zhao Xuanxiong and Yun Shan are 'old rivals'.

The two fathers have been fighting for decades, and naturally their descendants are also compared.

"Brother, come on!"

Zhao Qingci waved his little fist offstage, although he was a little brutal and human, but his lively appearance was also a little cute.

Chu Zhen and the others couldn't help but be a little funny.

It seems that this woman is not very friendly to not only a few of them, but also to others.

......

Under the gaze of expectation, Zhao Qingyi moved with luck and injected the true yuan power into the stone tablet in front of him.

Together with a majestic wave of qi spread out on the table, the stone tablet immediately flashed with dazzling complex runes......

It's like a straight line of stars.

Each gem competes for brilliance and shines on the audience.

"Six!"

"Seven!"

......

"Eight!"

......

The same eighth-level martial arts talent!

The atmosphere off the field was full of ups and downs, and the jubilant was constant.

"It's another eighth-level martial arts talent, catching up with last year. ”

"Look at the bloodline boundaries again?"

......

The talent of the eighth level is comparable to Yun Chao, and the next thing is to see if the bloodline boundary can beat the other party.

When Zhao Qingyi walked in front of the second stone stele, everyone's expressions were tense, and they didn't dare to come out.

With the astonishing momentum of the bloodline boundary coming out, Zhao Qingyi's five fingers were attached to the stele, the cumbersome and complicated runes were activated and lit up, and the five cyan streamers converged into a line of qi and went straight to the word 'saint' above......