1323: C1323 Disciples Are Divided into Different Levels

C1323 Disciples Are Divided into Different Levels

3"Uncle, this is the last stage?"

Liang Ping looked at Ye Xu and said with a bitter smile.

Strength and bone structure were easy to deal with. Everyone knew the potential of this martial soul. When one was forty years old, even a God Level martial soul would dry up.

In fact, a martial soul was the natural soul force. When a human was born, soul force and the human body were the pinnacle stage.

As time passed, if one could not awaken the Martial Spirit in one's body, the power of this Martial Spirit would slowly dissipate.

Basically, after the age of twenty, the Martial Spirit would be left with little left.

Ye Huo was the same. Although he had the Sacred Fire Body, he had not opened it at the age of twenty. Later on, even though Ye Xu had opened it, he still suffered inhumane pain.

If Ye Huo was the same, Ye Xu, who was forty years old, would never possess the potential of his martial soul.

Ye Xu looked at the kind-hearted disciple of Heavenly Fate Sect and smiled. Just as he was about to speak, he heard another disciple say in a strange tone, "Liang Ping, he came from afar to embarrass himself, why are you being so long-winded? Can't you let us see a joke?"

When he said this, Ye Xu frowned slightly. He turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was the disciple who presided over Xu Shui's test. His name was Zheng Xun.

Liang Ping's face stiffened, and he said, "Senior Brother Zheng, those who came to pay their respects to the sect all have hot blood and hope. How can we watch others make fun of us? When we first entered the sect, wasn't it the same?"

"Haha, when I entered the sect, two of them were outstanding. One of them passed, and he was only 18 years old!"

Zheng Xun said disdainfully.

"Look at him. His skin is loose, his eyes are lifeless, and there's no spiritual energy flowing on his body. He's a complete trash, my Heavenly Fate Sect doesn't take care of idle people!"

Liang Ping said unhappily, "You can't say that. Uncle Ye has passed two stages in a row. He's only a step away from entering the Heavenly Fate Sect!"

Zheng Xun laughed loudly and said, "A step away is a natural chasm. Everyone knows that the older one is, the weaker the strength of one's martial soul. Uncle, I advise you to leave. Don't embarrass yourself!"

Ye Xu said with a smile, "Since you are here, how can you not give it a try?"

Zheng Xun said indifferently, "Up to you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Liang Ping said with an apologetic expression, "Uncle Ye, you were offended. Senior Brother Zheng is like this!"

Ye Xu smiled and said, "I don't mind! Can you take the test now?"

"Yes!"

Liang Ping nodded and made an inviting gesture.

Ye Xu pressed his hand on the Martial Soul Stone and it gradually lit up.

One star!

Two stars!

Three stars!

Seeing the three stars light up, Ye Xu smiled and withdrew his soul force.

"Three stars! Pass..."

Liang Ping looked at Ye Xu in disbelief. He never thought Ye Xu had a martial soul in his body.

Not only him, but also everyone present was shocked.

"Damn, it can't be true! This uncle actually has soul force in his body?"

"You're not seeing things, this fellow really did pass the Soul Points test, that means he still has a sliver of Soul Points left in his body!"

"If that's the case, then I'm very curious, just what exactly is this uncle's martial spirit? It's so strong, it hasn't dissipated even after forty years!"

A moment later, a mocking voice could be heard. Everyone's faces were not filled with blessings, but with deep curiosity and ridicule.

Wu Zhangfeng waved his hand and shouted, "Alright, stop guessing blindly. I'm afraid this man has some fortuitous encounter. Perhaps his special physique had caused his soul power to not dissipate until now. However, it was only a second time. His Martial Spirit was dead. It's impossible for him to awaken it! "

Seeing that the Elder of the Outer Sect had spoken, all the disciples quieted down. They looked at Ye Xu with ridicule and ridicule in their eyes.

Three qualified disciples, he had officially become a disciple of the Heavenly Fate Sect.

In other words, Ye Xu had broken a record of the Heavenly Fate Sect.

He had successfully become a registered disciple of the Heavenly Fate Sect at the age of forty.

An in-name disciple was not a true disciple.

"Uncle, well done. You are also qualified to become one of the three. We are the same!"

Among the people present, the only one who wished Ye Xu the best was Lee. He gave Ye Xu a thumbs up.

Ye Xu smiled and nodded. "What a coincidence!"

The examination was carried out very quickly. Another hundred people were eliminated in the third round of Cold Sect Martial Artist. In the end, only two hundred and fifty people were left.

The examination disciples gathered the results of the examination into Wu Zhangfeng's hands. Wu Zhangfeng took a glance and remembered everyone's results.

"Now I announce the completion of the examination!"

As soon as he said this, the people who passed the exam cheered.

The completion of the examination meant that they had officially become one of the disciples of the Heavenly Fate Sect.

As for the unqualified martial artists, their faces were ashen. They turned around three times with each step and reluctantly followed behind the disciples of Outer Sect, leaving the martial arena.

After the eliminated people left, Wu Zhangfeng continued.

"Don't celebrate too early. Although you have become disciples of the Heavenly Fate Sect, the Heavenly Fate Sect doesn't care about idlers and trash!"

"All of you are only registered disciples of the Outer Sect now. You will only be called disciples of the Outer Sect once you pass the test in half a year!"

"Now, I will classify you according to your results. The disciples of the Outer Sect will be divided into nine levels. The first level will be respected, and the ninth level will be the lowest!"

After Wu Zhangfeng finished speaking, he nodded at Liang Ping and the other disciples.

Then, Zheng Xun, Liang Ping, and the other disciples began to name the names on the roster in their hands.

"Zhu San! Level eight!"

"Xiao Fang! Level seven!"

"Xu Shui! Level six!"

“...”

Wu Zhangfeng said loudly," Disciples who have called their names, go and find senior brothers of different levels, then get their clothes, distribute their daily necessities, and choose a house! Quick... "

Xu Shui had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He directly walked behind Zheng Xun and stood with his head held high and his chest puffed out.

Zheng Xun was an official sixth grade disciple of the Outer Sect.

Liang Ping was a seventh grade disciple.

All the famous martial artists and Cold Sect Martial Artist had been selected.

But Ye Xu and Lee had been waiting for a long time, and still hadn't been able to find their names.

It wasn't just them, there were also roughly 20 to 30 Cold Sect Martial Artist names that hadn't been called.

Seeing the disciples leaving one after another, someone called out to them.

"Wu Elder, we haven't been assigned yet!"

Wu Zhangfeng laughed disdainfully, then shouted, "Where's Pig Head?!"

"Elder, I'm here..."

Following his voice, a fat man ran over while panting. He stood in front of Wu Zhangfeng, bowed, and said with a smile.

Wu Zhangfeng waved his hand and said, "Go, take these trash away. Don't cause too much trouble!"

Pig Head looked at Ye Xu and the others with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Yes, Elder!"

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