1109: C1109 Talent Bloodline Battle

C1109 Talent Bloodline Battle

"Martial Arts Talent, fifth level!"

"Boundary of Blood Lineage, Superior Grade Profound Body!"

"Next!"

"Martial Arts Talent, sixth level!"

"Boundary of Blood Lineage, Superior Grade Profound Body!"

"Martial Arts Talent, fifth level!"

Flying Cloud City!

In the imposing central plaza surrounded by the four sided pavilions, an initial assessment of the disciples entering the Martial Sect was currently going on like a raging fire.

One by one, the young elites with extraordinary temperament climbed up to the stage and displayed their innate potential in front of the two stone tablets.

The Martial Sect Genius in charge of this year's examination, Qingcheng Young Master Xiao Meng leaned on his wide chair as he looked with interest at the young men and women on the stage

The few City Master s sitting beside him were calm as well, and would occasionally chat with each other leisurely.

As for the host of the registration, Elder Liu, from start to finish, had a straight face, his old and stern face was like the Cyan Stone Table's rank in front of the door.

From his extremely cold tone, it could be seen that he was not very satisfied with these rookies.

"Martial Arts Talent, fifth level!"

"Boundary of Blood Lineage, Superior Grade Profound Body!"

A cold voice echoed in the audience. Elder Liu didn't even raise his head as he recorded the information on the scroll and announced, "Next."

More than half of the examinees were taking the test!

When they got there, the crowd below the stage paused for a bit.

For the spectators, it was rather dull.

"Up till now, the highest level of Martial Arts Talent is only level 6, and the Boundary of Blood Lineage is only an upper graded Profound Body. It seems that the quality of this year's newbies is a little poor!"

"That's right. I remember last year, there were three other peak geniuses with Sacred Bodies."

"Yes, and there are more than one who has reached level 7 in the Martial Arts Talent."

"Most likely, those top geniuses will all be recruited by the Hanyun Sect. In the past, many of the geniuses who entered the Martial Sect were already crippled, resulting in many young geniuses not willing to choose Martial Sect this year. "

"Next!"

Towards the whispers below the stage, Elder Liu still did not show much emotion.

Just then, Han Yiquan who was standing beside Chu Hen suddenly walked up.

"Hey, let me try!"

Everyone was stunned.

Qiao Xiaowan immediately laughed, "Do your best!"

"Victory!"

Zhao Qingcai teased from the side, "You've come to embarrass yourself again."

Very quickly, Han Yiquan steadily jumped up the stage.

Looking at this unfamiliar face, the crowd below the stage did not hold much enthusiasm for it.

"Junior Han Yiquan!"

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

Then, the Single Palm was brought out, and the condensed True Elemental Strength converged in his palm like a vortex.

"Buzz!"

When his palm firmly pressed against the surface of the monument, streams of beautiful True Elemental Strength were instantly released from the top of the monument and merged with the stone markings on top of it …

In that instant, the stone monument seemed to be covered by a thin layer of silver gauze.

"Ding ding ding!"

A series of clinking sounds of wine glasses sounded out, and from bottom to top, the gemstones embedded on the surface of the monolith began to shine with a brilliant light.

From one to six.

The six gems immediately glowed.

It was a level six talent again!

The enthusiasm of the crowd below the stage was reduced by half.

Qiao Xiaowan frowned, and shook her head, "The head disciple of the Dongsheng State Nine Heavens Pavilion, is actually only a level six Martial Arts Talent, isn't that a bit too much?"

"Ding!"

Just as his voice fell, another light sound rang out.

The crowd was shocked, as they focused their attention on the seventh gem.

"Hua!"

The crowd below the arena burst into an uproar.

"Level seven Martial Arts Talent!"

"I've finally met someone at the seventh rank."

"Amazing!"

Seeing the seven gems light up, Elder Liu's expression finally relaxed a little.

Han Yiquan retracted his palm and once again arrived in front of the second stone monument.

The corner of his mouth curled into a confident smile.

Once again, he stuck the Single Palm onto the stone tablet. Along with a vigorous imposing manner, five strands of grey Qi flowed out from his five fingers …

They were like tiny dragon s.

The five lines quickly gathered together and formed a ghostly light.

The beam of dim light traveled through the middle of the stone tablet. After a short while, it moved towards the area above the stone tablet.

"Buzz!"

In the next second, the word 'saint' above the monument was shockingly filled up.

The hearts of everyone present trembled.

"It's a Saint Body!"

"Ding!"

At the same time, the first of the three gems surrounding the word 'Saint' started to shine with a dazzling luxurious light.

It couldn't be wrong!

Saint Body!

Elder Liu's old-fashioned face finally revealed some satisfaction, and his voice was a lot louder than before.

"Martial Arts Talent, level seven!"

"Boundary of Blood Lineage, low rank Holy Body!"

A clamor immediately erupted within the Flying Cloud City.

Countless people looked at Han Yiquan with envious eyes.

Even the City Master were moved.

To Midland that was filled with numerous geniuses like a dog, only the sacred body could occupy such a place.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Han Yiquan had already become the focus of everyone's attention.

Like a celebrity, he strutted off the platform.

"Haha, how was it? Was I very handsome just now? "

"Tch!" Qiao Xiaowan rolled his eyes in disdain, "So what if you have a Holy Body? "It's not like you're the only one who possesses the sacred body!"

"Until now, I am indeed the only one who has done so," Han Yiquan shrugged his shoulders, and then shot a glance at Zhao Qingyi who was not far away, and said frivolously, "So, some people shouldn't look down on others."

Zhao Qingyi stared back at him indifferently.

"Hmph, what's so great about that!"

Before they even finished talking, another wave of uproar broke out from below the stage.

"Martial Arts Talent, eighth level!"

"Oh my god!"

Grade eight talent?

Chu Hen, Han Yiquan, Zhao Qingcai and the rest were all shocked too, they all turned to look, only to see a tall and skinny, young man dressed in gorgeous clothes pulling his hand back from the stone monument.

"It's that fellow Yun Chao!" Zhao Qingcai blurted out.

Yun Chao?

The same surname as City Master Yun Shan!

Could it be?

Chu Hen and the others all had their doubts.

As expected, the audience below the stage let out many praises.

"Young City Master really did not disappoint us."

"Haha, mighty Young City Master!"

With a burst of praise, Yun Chao leisurely walked to the second stone monument.

A powerful Strength of Blood Lineage Boundary erupted from his body, as layers of dense yet sharp white sword images flowed outside his body.

The air on the stage seemed to have been sliced apart as it emitted a sharp whistling sound.

After that, his opponent pointed at the stone tablet. With a "whoosh" sound, a strand of white sword markings circulated on the stone tablet. The sword markings shined like light and directly flew toward the "Saint" character.

Saint Body!

There was no suspense at all.

"Ding!"

Dazzling and dazzling gems lit up as if they were stars, competing against the brilliant sun in the sky.

"Martial Arts Talent, eighth level!"

"Boundary of Blood Lineage, low rank Holy Body!"

"Hua!"

The commotion that was stirred up was even more violent than what Han Yiquan caused, and all sorts of cheers and celebrations could be heard from the audience.

"The mighty Young City Master!"

"Haha, Martial Arts Talent of the eighth level. Only one person reached it last year."

"I think so this year too. The Young City Master should be the top ranker."

"Congratulations Young City Master."

"Congratulations City Master!"

"Hahahaha, everyone, don't mess with the order!" City Master Yun Shan immediately stood up and raised his hands to calm everyone down, "The test is not over yet, it's still too early to say anything!"

"City Master Yun is being too modest, a level eight Martial Arts Talent, in terms of current circumstances, is definitely at the top. In the future, after we enter the Martial Sect for further cultivation, we'll be able to go up another level. "

The other City Master s also congratulated him.

You're right, even before entering the Martial Sect, there's already a level eight Martial Arts Talent.

Yun Shan waved his hands, expressing his shame.

Even though he said he was ashamed, his brows were still filled with an unconcealable pride.

Yun Chao, who was on the stage, also revealed a proud smile. As he stepped down from the stage, his gaze subconsciously swept towards Zhao Qingyi and his sister, his eyes revealing provocation.

"Damn! This bastard is going to fly to the sky!"2

Zhao Qingcai was so angry that his cheeks puffed up, without saying a word, he pushed Zhao Qingyi out, "Brother, go teach this bastard a lesson."

Zhao Qingyi was instantly speechless.

He did not expect to be on stage so quickly, but Zhao Qingcai had already pushed all of them out. He could only sigh and walk up to the stage.

And when they saw Zhao Qingyi on stage, the atmosphere of the entire audience exploded.

"It's the Young City Master from the Heaven Hidden City!"

"Haha, there's something to see."

Everyone knew that Zhao Xuanxiong and Yun Shan were 'old rivals'.

The two fathers fought for decades, and naturally their descendants compared them.

"Big brother, do your best!"

Zhao Qingcai waved his fist below the stage. Although he was a bit unruly and human, his lively appearance was still kind of cute.

Chu Hen and the others could not help but find it funny.

It seemed like this woman wasn't only unfriendly to them, but to others as well.

Under the anticipating gaze of tens of thousands of people, Zhao Qingyi activated his True Elemental Strength by luck and poured it into the stone tablet in front of him.

Along with a majestic air wave, it spread out on the surface of the stone tablet. Immediately, there were many resplendent and complicated symbols flickering on the stone tablet …

It was like a star in a straight line.

One after another, the gems began to shine brilliantly, illuminating the entire stadium.

"Six!"

"Seven!"

"Eight crystals!"

The same level eight Martial Arts Talent!

The atmosphere in the stadium was in turmoil as cheers filled the stadium.

"Another Martial Arts Talent of the eighth level has surpassed last year's."

"And look at the Boundary of Blood Lineage?"

The talent of the eighth level was on par with Yun Chao, the next step was to see if Boundary of Blood Lineage could defeat the other party.

When Zhao Qingyi reached the second monument, everyone tensed up, and did not dare to even breathe.

Accompanied by the astonishing aura of the Boundary of Blood Lineage, Zhao Qingyi's five fingers pressed onto the surface of the tablet, causing the complex and complicated Rune to light up. Five beams of cyan light intertwined and formed a ray of light, shooting straight towards the word 'saint' above.

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