Chapter 44 Vicious Sarcasm
"14 years old, top level 6, qualified!"
Most of the young men and women have basically the soul qualifications between level 4 and level 5. Suddenly, a somewhat excited voice sounded, and the eyes were focused on the beautiful girl with blond hair, blue eyes, and sexy figure.
In front of the beautiful blonde girl with blue eyes, the first-level warlock was also very excited. Looking at the beautiful girl was like looking at a treasure.
The first-class warlock who looked about 35 or 36 years old last year handed a note to the beautiful girl with a soft face and said softly: "I am Nice, the official first-class warlock of Antalya Warlock Academy. If you want to be my personal disciple, please contact me. This is my contact information."
All the students looked at the beautiful girl with envy.
Nice used to be a good student, but she gave an olive branch to the beautiful girl. This shows that he is very optimistic about the future of the beautiful girl.
If there is no accident in the level 6 upper-level soul qualification and sufficient resources, it is basically a sure thing to be promoted to a first-level warlock. Only by impacting a second-level warlock will there be bottlenecks and failures. Such students will naturally make Nice very moved.
For an ordinary student who is not even a warlock apprentice, being able to obtain guidance from a formal first-level warlock is definitely an opportunity they dream of. This will save them from many detours and obtain a large amount of resources at the same time.
The beautiful girl bent down slightly and bowed to Nice, respectfully refusing and said: "Thank you for your attention, Lord Nice, I will consider it!"
Nice looked at the beautiful girl with some regret, and her eyes fell on the other teenagers and returned to indifference: "Next!"
Only then did a young man go forward to test his qualifications.
Yang Feng kept observing and found that most of the teenagers had level 4 soul qualifications, and not many had level 5 soul qualifications. As for the level 6 soul qualifications, there was only the beautiful girl.
After about a thousand teenagers passed the test, a slight commotion suddenly occurred. A 14-year-old young man was tested with a lower level of soul qualification of level 6. This time the young man directly chose to become the personal disciple of the official sorcerer.
Most of the young men and women who chose to join the Antalya Warlock Academy were eager to become the personal disciples of those formal warlocks. Only those geniuses who already had a strong background and had booked a mentor would choose to refuse the recruitment of a formal warlock.
After hundreds of teenage men and women were tested, it was finally Yang Feng's turn.
In front of Yang Feng was a male sorcerer about 36 or 7 years old. He looked at Yang Feng, frowned slightly and said, "Our Antalya sorcerer only recruits students under the age of 16 this time. You are too old and do not meet our requirements. Let's leave!"
"I am Yang Feng, the nephew of the Lord of Steel! This is my special admissions certificate!" Yang Feng calmly took out a badge with a faint spell fluctuation and handed it to the sorcerer.
After taking the badge, the warlock looked carefully for a while, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Put your hand on the crystal."
Yang Feng put his hand on the crystal.
After a long time, the crystal released a faint dark light.
"Aged 25, Soul Talent Level 1 Lower Level, Qualified!" The warlock looked at the crystal with a very wonderful expression, almost gritting his teeth.
Soul talent level 1 is the worst talent, even many farmers cannot compare to it. Only some premature babies, wastes that are hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and injured in the womb, will have such a low soul talent.
"Soul talent level 1! How can such a person be qualified?"
"How can such a talent be qualified?"
"Level 1 lower-level soul talent, this is the worst soul talent I have ever seen! My groom's soul talent may be much stronger than him!"
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One by one, a series of discussions sounded, all of which questioned the legitimacy of Yang Feng's admission qualification.
Antalya Warlock Academy is the six top warlock forces in the Turanto subcontinent. Those who want to enter the Antalya Warlock Academy are like crossing the river, but less than a thousand people can enter the Antalya Warlock Academy to practice the warlock path every year.
This passes the soul talent test only the first level, and there is also the second level to be screened. Those students with soul talent above level 5 can basically stay in Antalya warlock students to practice, while those with level 4 soul talent still need to be screened and eliminated.
If a place in Antalya Warlock Academy is sold on the black market, even if it costs 1,000 gold coins, there will definitely be many great nobles willing to buy it.
Yang Feng's soul talent is only at level 1 and can directly join the Antalya Warlock Academy, which naturally aroused jealousy and dissatisfaction among countless people.
A large number of young men and women were debating Yang Feng. Yang Feng was also shameless and pretended that he had not heard anything.
However, it is obvious that those formal sorcerer mentors also had no good feelings for Yang Feng, and they all watched coldly, allowing the young men and women to denounce Yang Feng.
A handsome, burly and blond boy with blue eyes said viciously: "These yellow-skinned monkeys from the East are so shameless! The soul talent level 1 is lower-level, and they dare to come to Antalya Warlock Academy. I suggest we should capture them all, stuff them into the cage, feed them some bananas, and throw them out!"
When Yang Feng heard such vicious words, he frowned slightly and turned around and looked in the direction where the boy was.
The blond boy with blue eyes and several young men and women with extraordinary temperament stood beside the girl with a high-level soul qualification of level 6. The young men and women of that small group all looked sarcastic and looked at Yang Feng coldly, with unpretentious contempt and malice in their eyes.
The database of No. 3796 has stored many people's memories. Yang Feng has gained a considerable understanding of the customs, humanities and social forms of the Durant subcontinent through reading the memories of those people.
The Durant subcontinent is a society dominated by white races. In addition to whites, there are also many oriental races that have come from the eastern world of the main continent.
In the Durant subcontinent, many white people discriminate against the Oriental race, believing that the arrival of the Oriental races has robbed their employment opportunities, merits, land, and opportunities to become warlocks.
The contributions made by the ancestor Zhao Jiang to the Duchy of Feindero were originally enough to be granted a viscount, but under the suppression of other nobles, they could only barely be granted a baron and were exiled to the remote Red Leaf Town because they were discriminated against and suppressed.
Chapter completed!