A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 150: God Talent
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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty God Level Talents
"Don't do the root test?"
Chen Feng was surprised. He certainly didn't know that Mrs. Zhang was selfish in doing this.
He was afraid that Chen Feng had finished the four tests, and the ranking was too high, too eye-catching, and he was directly selected by other elders!
Because these disciples who have just entered the Nei Sect, after the initial training, they all have to apprentice their teachers.
The disciples with poor aptitude, inferior roots, and low strength, the elders will not even look at them, and the elders will rush to ask for disciples with extraordinary talents like Chen Feng!
Zhang Taishang and Yan Yueshen smiled and said: "Your first three talents have proven that you are a god-level talent, and there is no need to test the fourth one."
"God-level talent! Mrs. Zhang said Chen Feng is a god-level talent!"
This sentence quickly spread throughout the square. Although she was surprised by Chen Feng's talent, Mrs. Zhang said it personally, which shocked everyone inexplicably.
After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, he added a few notes to the record book, and then announced in a loud voice: "Chen Feng, first class for qi and blood test, first class for meridian test, first class for heart character test, vacancy for root test, ranking The nineteenth place in this year's overall ranking!"
Everyone is in an uproar!
Only tested three items, but still ranked 19th this year!
It's amazing!
Lu Chengyun gritted his teeth bitterly, and whispered: "Uncle, let's go!"
Lu Qingfeng helped him. The two left the square. After a while, Lu Qingfeng whispered: "Chengyun, don't worry, you can't swallow it today, and I can't swallow it. Forget it! Just let's see!"
Looking at the excited expressions on the faces of the people below, and seeing the delighted faces of the juniors and sisters of Waizong, Chen Feng pursed his lips and smiled.
"Master, Sect Master Zhuo, I finally did not let you down, did not shame you!"
At this time, Chen Feng was extremely grateful to his master Yan Qingyu.
He knew very well that his talent was originally very poor, his dantian was like iron, his meridians were blocked and he couldn't practice. But after getting dragon blood and undergoing dragon blood forging and transformation, his talent has increased to such a terrifying level!
Thanks to the master, thanks to the dragon blood.
"Master, don't worry, I will take back the lost ones for you one by one!"
Chen Feng swears secretly.
At this point, the test is all over.
In fact, the test has started several days ago, and the disciples of the side branch have come one after another, and the test has started three days ago. And Chen Feng and the others are the last batch.
There are hundreds of disciples who entered the Nei Sect this time, but today, there are only dozens of them.
Zhang Taishang and several elders have left one after another, while Chen Feng and others have to wait in the square for one night, and wait until tomorrow morning for the official entrance ceremony to be held.
The night is deep.
The square was quiet, and a pile of fires rose. The disciples gathered around the fire according to their origins, closing their eyes and resting.
Chen Feng sat cross-legged, and suddenly felt a tightness on his left arm. He looked sideways and saw Han Yu'er sitting next to him, putting his arm around his chest.
Seeing Chen Feng's opinion, Han Yuer lowered her head shyly, but did not let go.
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said nothing.
Soon, the sky is brightening.
Several elders greeted everyone to get up, and then continued to climb.
Behind this square, there are another 30,000 steps!
On the steps, all the disciples’ qi qi was restricted, and they could only use their physical power to climb.
By the time I climbed the 30,000 steps and came to the second large platform, it was already the next morning. Most of the disciples were tired and lying directly on the ground, unable to stand up.
Chen Feng stood on the sidelines with cold eyes. There were more than fifty disciples who could barely stand, and there were more than a dozen disciples like him who didn't change their faces.
Chen Feng's heart sighed: "The disciples of the Nei Zong, from Danyang County and even Qinzhou, were selected from a huge range that stretches for thousands of miles. The elites are gathered, not to be underestimated. I am here, absolutely not Be regarded as the strongest, you must be careful."
The second large platform is very spacious.
At the end of the square, there is a huge mountain gate. There are two stone walls on each side of the gate ~ IndoMTL.com~ up to several tens of meters. On the stone wall on the left, four characters are written: Qianyuan Nei Zong!
The stone wall on the right is as smooth as a mirror, densely covered with words.
Chen Feng looked and saw that there were two leaderboards displayed above.
The one that occupies the middle, is very dazzling, and ranks all the disciples of the entire Nei Zong. And the inconspicuous position next to it is the ranking of the new Nei Zong disciple this year.
Rookie list!
Chen Feng counted from top to bottom, and found his name in the nineteenth place.
The name is not carved on the stone wall, but appears on it, constantly changing.
In the short period of time he was checking, the thirty-fourth in the total ranking of Nei Zong disciples suddenly changed positions with the twenty-seventh, and then the name that was originally ranked twenty-seventh It shook for a while, and then dimmed until it disappeared. Then, where it disappeared, a brand new name appeared.
"What's the matter?" a disciple exclaimed.