Ignoring Jialan, Jiapotian stood up again and pointed at the two suspended weapons in the middle of the hall - a sword and a staff and said: "The test is very simple. Everyone holds the weapons of their profession tightly and puts them

Magic or fighting spirit is injected into the weapon, and the rating is based on the light and dark colors of the light. The brighter the light, the higher the level, and the color of the light indicates your attributes. From now on, you can practice magic or skills that belong to your own attributes."

The young people are already eager to try. This is a good opportunity to show off in front of the family elders. If the level is high, it will not only show their intention to practice, but will also be valued by the family in the future and be sent to various warrior or mage academies for further study. In the future,

The future is limitless!

"Sister Jialan, are you going too?" came a timid voice. Jialan looked back and saw a very cute and sweet girl with long dark green hair. Searching her memory, Jialan remembered that this girl was

The daughter of the second master's family is called Jian Ning'er, which is his cousin. The two of them have been very close to each other since they were young. Since he came back, this sister has occasionally visited him twice, but due to the supervision of the master, he can only visit her in a hurry.

Come and go.

"Yeah!" Jialan didn't say much.

"Sister Jialan, otherwise... you still..." Ning'er looked worried.

"It's okay, sister, it's okay." Jialan forced a smile and gently touched Ning'er, who was half a head shorter than herself. She secretly made up her mind: since the sticky liquid leaked from her body, not only has her body become much lighter, but her hearing has also become lighter.

My vision is sharper than before. Even if my physique is still useless in today's test, I still need to establish my prestige in other aspects. I must not go back to the era of being slaughtered by others.

The first young man had already stepped forward and held the magic sword that symbolized a warrior. The magic sword glowed faintly red, like a candle in the dark night. The second master stood aside and shook his head gently: "Seven

"Super fire attribute." The recorder next to him hurriedly recorded it. He knew that this young man was almost sixteen years old and had not yet broken through level ten, so his future might be worrying.

After a while, more than a dozen people have passed the test, and only two or three people have passed the tenth level, which shows that cultivation is not easy.

There are not many warriors and mages on the Peak Continent. As long as you exceed level 10, you can register as a real warrior or mage, enjoy state subsidies, and have a bright future. However, most mages or warriors will only stay at level 20-30 throughout their lives.

, because the higher the level, the harder it is to practice.

Among the three young masters in the side room, the one whose acupuncture point was hit by Jialan stepped forward to test it. He held the magic sword in his sweaty hand and slowly injected fighting energy. The magic sword suddenly emitted a bright light and disappeared in an instant, as silent as the night.

Monkey Face was startled, and he held the magic sword again, but there was still no reaction.

The second master was shocked. This had never happened before, as if his fighting spirit had been swallowed up all of a sudden.

Jialan, who was standing aside, just watched this magical scene and did not feel the changes in her body. In fact, a faint purple shadow slowly spread under Jialan's feet, which was not obvious on the patterned marble floor.

Therefore, the people around did not notice it. The inverted shadow spread right to the feet of the monkey face...

Monkey Face came off the stage in frustration, and another boy who bullied Jialan came on stage, eager to grab the magic sword. The orange-red light only flickered slightly and then disappeared. It was exactly the same as what happened to Monkey Face just now.

Both of them are elites of the younger generation. They awakened their fighting spirit when they were six years old and have been practicing to this day. They had the best hope of reaching level 10 before the age of sixteen, but now the situation is different. Let alone level ten, they are fighting spirit.

All gone.

In the end, the young man who was the leader when he bullied Jialan walked onto the stage tremblingly. He carefully held the magic sword and injected his fighting spirit. The hall immediately lit up. It was obvious that this young man's fighting spirit level was the highest among those who had just been tested.

"Level 11 fire attribute." The second master came to his senses and looked at the young man in front of him with great admiration. The young man was also very proud, and just about to put down the magic sword, suddenly the purple light in the magic sword flashed, and suddenly dimmed. The hall fell into darkness again.

Darkness.

"What's going on?" The young man was surprised: "Is this magic sword damaged?"

"No way." The second master took the magic sword and injected fighting energy. The hall was filled with light, which showed that the second master's level was not low. "There is nothing wrong with the magic sword. You can try again!"

The young man picked up the magic sword again, but there was still no reaction. He was so angry that he kept the magic sword aside, trying to release his fighting spirit, but found that he only made a horse stance, but no fighting spirit was released.

"Brother, are you taking a shit?" Ning'er looked at the young man with her big eyes open and couldn't help but ask.

"Haha..." The hall burst into laughter, and the young man's face immediately turned red. However, Dou Qi still didn't respond. He could only step down from the stage in frustration. The second master slowly put his hand on the young man's shoulder. He couldn't help but be shocked, and his face immediately turned ugly.

: "Brother, his fighting spirit has disappeared and he has become an impurity!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Jiapotian's face was gloomy. He knew that the awakened fighting spirit and magic could not disappear all at once, unless the person who used fighting spirit and magic neglected to practice, or indulged too much.

Only then will the accumulated fighting spirit magic disappear and the body be filled with impurities. Now there is such a waste in my family. The originally good talents are wasted, which is a waste of resources. What is the use of such a person!

Jiapotian suddenly stood up, waved his hand and said: "Drag these three trashes out and drive them out of the Jia family. They will never come back!"

Whoosh, two figures flashed out from the side, carrying three blind people out of the hall. Everyone knew that even if these three people were not beaten to death, they would never have a future, and they would definitely spend their lives in mediocrity...

…

Seeing her enemy being dragged out, Jialan didn't feel excited. She saw her father's true face more clearly. No matter what family ties or anything else, nothing could compare to strength. In the eyes of this cold-blooded general, only strength was the key to speaking.

These three teenagers are also the sons of their father. The reason why his father has loved them so much for many years is because of their good talents. And even though he is a noble direct daughter, isn’t he also ignored by others when he is ridiculed as a mermaid? Hum.

!

The hatred for her father was getting deeper and deeper, so Jialan turned her head away from him.

"Next, Jian Ning'er." The second master obviously hadn't come back to his senses yet, his tone was very stiff.
Chapter completed!