1301: C1301 Humble Gate Five Souls

C1301 Humble Gate Five Souls

Chang Yuan was dressed in a clean robe and carried a heavy sword on his back. The sword had a thick ball of zhenqi on it, and according to the others, it was the symbol of a sword aura.

After such a long period of time, Chang Yuan Zhi was the only one with such a high level of talent.

"420 points is not bad."

Black-Robed Elder, who was in charge of the fourth region, was quite satisfied. He smiled and said: "You are a disciple of the A Sword Sect, so your name should first be recorded in front of the Wind-and-Cloud Record.

Of course, Black-Robed Elder was just being polite. However, since it was only the beginning of the match, he was already satisfied with his talent and decided to give him some encouragement.

"Yes sir!"

Chang Yuan returned the greeting and walked down indifferently. At this time, the Patriarch of Zhao Family, who treated him as a disciple, also stood up from his seat excitedly, enjoying the envious expression on his face!

If this Chang Yuan was lucky enough to obtain the favor of the First Grade Sect Mansion, then the Zhao Family would rise to the heavens!

Many of the Guardian Families felt envy, jealousy and hatred.

Jian Wuxin sneered and said with disdain, "Is 420 points in Talent Points even enough for you to boast like this? Aren't you afraid of laughing your head off? "

Chang Yuan froze. When he turned around and saw Jian Wuxin, his face twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He still knew his own limits. He knew that this kind of talent could be considered good for suppressing a few revered disciples, but compared to the true heaven's pride level experts who were ranked in the top one hundred of Sword Region, it was like the difference between cloud and mud.

"Hmph." Jian Wuxin glanced at him. Seeing that he did not say anything, he continued to watch with his nose facing the sky.

After dozens of rounds, the candidates were no more talented than Chang Yuan, so they continued to fall into the valley.

Amongst these thousand disciples, the highest talent was no more than a high rank fourth stage Martial Soul. However, those who wished to obtain special physiques, special true energy, and special good fortune were few in number.

This also showed that the Sword Region selection this year was indeed not that interesting. At least, before Sword Crown Prince, Jian Wuxin, and Mo Ran had appeared, no dark horse had appeared.

Thus, when the time came for the two thousand eight hundred disciples to take part, only ten people would have greater talent than Chang Yuan.

Amongst them, there was a woman from the Falling Water Sword Sect called Feng Qingyan, who was actually a third grade Sovereign Martial Soul, the Misty Whistle Sword!

Furthermore, she also possessed a legacy, rumored to be the Smoke Sword Art passed down by the ancestors of the Sword Tomb, with an innate talent of around 450 points.

One had to say, very few of the nearly three disciples had potential above 400. This also meant that geniuses like Chang Yuankang and Feng Qingyan had a high chance of advancing.

Now, just how talented were the disciples?

The audience also noticed this strange phenomenon.

That was to say, the Rengjian City had deliberately hidden the true experts behind it. Thus, although many of the audience members were not interested in it anymore, they had patiently waited for it!

And as this sort of anticipation approached, finally, at the last 4500 people, each true heaven's pride level talent had appeared!

Black-Robed Elder from the sixth region suddenly broadcasted a report:

"Mountain Gate Domain, Humble Class, Ling Zitao, Fourth Rank Supreme Martial Soul, Ice Flower Spirit, First Rank Physique, Great Art of the Creation Inheritance, Fourth Rank strength, Three Ice Profound Light, Talent Points, 523!"

Grade Four Martial Saint!

Xu Liusu and Wu Xiu looked over at the same time and saw that Ling Zitao had young features and a tall stature. He was dressed in rags, but there was a trace of tenacity and unyielding expression on his face!

"It's the Humble Class of the Mountain Gate Region!"

Wu Xiu was surprised: "They actually came to participate in the Sword Region selection, why didn't they realize it earlier!"

"Humble Class. Shouldn't they be going to the Mountain Gate Region or True Domain selection? Why are they here too?" Wu Miaomiao said.

"Brother, it's a Humble Class disciple!" Han Rubing exclaimed in surprise when he saw Ling Zitao.

"I saw it. If it's like this, then it won't just be Brother Ling, Brother Du, Brother Xiao will also be here!" Cold Wind's face also lit up!

Xu Liusu heard the discussion of the few people and roughly understood the situation. So it turned out that this mountain sect was a barren Martial Region, but the experts of the Humble Class had spontaneously formed a sect, which was called the Humble Class. They had roped the poor disciples of the entire world and relied on their own willpower and tenacity to create a world in the mountain sect's domain!

Later on, because of the presence of the Humble Class within the Mountain Gate Region, the Sword Region, Poison Domain, and True Domain did not dare to underestimate them!

And in a test of Small Martial Region, Cold Wind and Han Rubing got to know the disciples of the Humble Class. This Ling Zitao was one of them!

"The Humble Class …"

Jian Wuxin was also very serious.

Even Sword Crown Prince, Mo Ran and the other heaven's pride level experts looked at each other, a trace of vigilance appearing in their eyes!

But at this moment, the mighty Boxing Aura of the fifth region clashed violently within the wall-like array. Chunks after chunks of frost half opened and half closed as the temperature around them plummeted!

Fifth District Black-Robed Elder shouted:

"Mountain Gate Domain Humble Class, Du Wu, fifth level middle Martial Soul, Shattered Ice Dream Spirit, Ice Type physique, strength of cultivation technique fourth level, no inheritance of good fortune, three Ice Profound Light, 528 points of talent!"

Just when everyone had no time to be amazed!

Black-Robed Elder from the eighth region suddenly shouted:

"Humble Gate of the Mountain Gate Region, Xiao Mang, Fourth Rank Supreme Martial Soul, Blood Bodhi, Blood Bodhi, Blood Transformation, and the strength of his cultivation technique is Fourth Rank. Three Blood Profound Light, Talent Value, 600!"

The entire venue suddenly went silent!

"600 points of Talent Value?"

Jian Wuxin also moved his eyes and showed a strange expression!

Mo Ran said indifferently: "600 is nothing, but I have heard of the Blood Bodhi Martial Soul. Moreover, his physique is really special. Even though it's not an attribute, it's a physique that can assist people in advancing! "

Sword Crown Prince, with his hands behind his back, followed the twenty-odd heaven's pride level experts and found that they were all frowning.

He could not help but laugh lightly, "You guys didn't understand Brother Mo Ran's words, right? Let me explain it to you!"

"Blood Bodhi is a type of elixir. It's an extraordinary item. Brother Mo Ran is an alchemist, so he is extremely familiar with it." During the Great War of the Ancient Era, this kind of Blood Bodhi could be used as a special blood medicine to save experts. However, his Martial Soul was such a thing … It is enough to say that if he was cultivated to true strength, or even Earth Martial, a single drop of his blood could save the lives of tens of thousands of people! "

Hiss!

The group of people could not help but suck in a breath of cold air as they stared with their mouths agape!

Mo Ran did not retort, and nodded: "The crown prince is right, but the most terrifying thing is that although this kind of Blood Bodhi Martial Soul is not considered rare, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, unlike saber and sword type attack type Martial Soul, and also not like shield and mountain type defense type Martial Soul, and even more so not vine type Martial Soul, nine-section whip, this kind of controlling Martial Soul, spirit medicine type Martial Soul, itself has weak battle power, but he is at the third level of Blood Soul Stage!"

Everyone finally understood how terrifying it was!

To cultivate this kind of special Martial Soul into a Blood Soul Master, one must truly cleave the waves and experience too much life and death!

Moreover, there were many people in the world who wanted to turn a Martial Soul like Blood Bodhi into a cauldron to assist in their own cultivation!

The fact that this Xiao Mang was able to participate in the competition safely showed that he had many cards up his sleeves. It was a sign of luck!

The aftermath swept away for a long time before it gradually subsided.

At this time, Sword Crown Prince suddenly laughed, "However, it's a pity. Until now, there hasn't even been a single warrior who has fused with blood and soul! Looks like there won't be any dark horses appearing during this Sword Region Selection! "0

Not even half of it had appeared, much less one tenth of it had already been fused with the Blood Soul.

Nearly half of the disciples had gone past …

As for the three Humble Class students, they had already found Han Feng, Han Rubing, and the others, and they started to chat with each other!

Xu Liusu understood. So this Ling Zitao, Du Wu, and Xiao Mang really did save their lives. Moreover, Xiao Mang had even fed them Blood Bodhi's true blood, which allowed the Han siblings to retrieve their lives!

He also greeted the three of them one by one.

Xiao Mang, Ling Zitao, and Du Wu were all from the Humble Class, so they didn't reject Xu Liusu. On the contrary, they were very friendly with him.

At this moment, a berserk voice suddenly resounded in the second region, followed by laughter!

"Hahahaha, Five Spirit Disciple, it's time to attack!" Let the Humble Class have a look, and see what a true Chosen is! "

Everyone looked over and saw a bloody light that pierced through the sky from the second region. It was a magnificent sight!

For the first time, Black-Robed Elder from the second region lost his voice and shouted,

"Blood and Soul Fusion …" Thirty percent!

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