The air trembled, and the top crystal ball shook slightly, and then a terrifying light overflowed, and a large piece of blue filled it, dyeing the entire crystal ball into a blue wave.

The rich, clear, seemingly flawless vitality, makes people's eyes lit up, and their hearts are even more shocked and shocked.

The students waiting to be selected off the field and the children of Tiangong trembled all over, staring at the scene on the table with unbelievable silence. Blue, blue representing the power of the master, and middle-level master!

Everyone grew up their mouths together, their eyes shining with a look of astonishment. They could not understand the phenomenon in front of them. So, has this kid reached the level of a master?

Lin Shuang stood in the crowd and saw the green light on the crystal ball. Her whole body suddenly shook, her eyes dyed red, her face full of excitement, and her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

He and Zhiyan came out of the same room. The lesson he left for him on the first day was profound. He knew that this young man was not as simple as he seemed. At this moment, he could not stop being excited and envious, "No, it's impossible!" The man in the robe who had evil thoughts at Zhiyan trembled and murmured.

"God, it's actually the middle level of the master level. This kid is too powerful." The crowd exclaimed in a low voice, full of surprise and excitement.

"So young, probably not over fifteen years old."

"I heard that I'm only twelve years old this year."

...

The crowd was talking, and the scene exploded. Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhiyan. Those who were originally despised, despised, and disdained, turned into envy and jealousy. Everyone's heart was uneasy.

The eyes of several elders on the stage lit up, and they looked at Zhiyan's results with joy. The few of them nodded openly, obviously very satisfied with her performance.

"Hmph, this kid hides so deeply." A grand master boy who had finished the test was full of sinister face and stared at Zhiyan with a vicious look, his eyes full of resentment.

"The twelve-year-old master is mid-level, with good talent, but unfortunately he is still too young." A man shook his head, his ink-colored pupils crossed the indifferent and disdainfulness. Even if he could get a good score in the first level, he didn't believe that he could still do the same for the next two levels.

After all, fighting depends not only on strength, but also on combat experience. At the age of twelve, I am afraid that you can count dozens of fingers when you really face the battle. Also, he was curious about what kind of answer he would hand in the practical task of the last level.

"Well, it's not bad, cold smoke, right? I've recorded it." The old man sitting in the middle nodded repeatedly and said with a smile.

"Very good. Next, we will enter the second level to compete. The number draw is decided. The following six digits are out of the list..." The host on the stage read out the names of six people, and the last one was Zhiyan. The biggest feature of the six people is that they are all masters, and other students are taken aside to collect numbers to determine the number draws and compete.

However, everyone on the site understood that the one who could really stay must be one of these six people. As for the remaining more than 100 people, in order to prevent the special spirits from missing, they will give them the opportunity to continue testing.

Zhiyan and the other six were left alone in the area. The battle on the stage had begun, with more than one hundred people, two people in a group, and the last group of three.

The figures were flying, the spiritual power fluctuated, and dazzling lights came one after another on the court. Five groups played at the same time, and the scene was very spectacular, and everyone on the court cheered.

Zhiyan stood aside and watched quietly. The fighting players on the stage were all at the master level, and they were fighting with passion. In her eyes, they seemed to be replaying one by one in slow motion, which was very boring.

"Shit!" The air trembled continuously, and the last set of battles finally settled.

Several elders on the stage nodded and looked at the remaining six master-level powerhouses, namely Zhiyan and others, "It's your turn."

Zhiyan and others walked onto the stage and still decided to draw numbers. In the end, the three groups were established and a boy in purple robe was fighting with Zhiyan.

The young man in purple robe stood with him, his eyes unscrupulously walking on Zhiyan for a week, his thin lips pursed slightly, "I am not talented, but I just meet me Zhao Peng, you are destined to end a tragedy." The young man was extremely arrogant, as if he had a natural sense of superiority.

Zhiyan stood quietly, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes flashed a little cold, just a middle-level master level. She would let him see what tragedy is later. Thinking of it, a hint of irony raised with red lips.

With a command, the three groups of people moved in an instant, and six green lights were sacrificed, causing a faint ripple in the air.

The green light wrapped around Zhiyan, forming a thick barrier. When his feet moved, he immediately met the boy opposite.

"Swish, overestimate one's own ability." The young man in purple robe sneered coldly, and the cold light in his eyes showed. He stretched out his hand and suddenly attacked Zhiyan's neck with the force of the savage.

The sharp wind rushes towards him, Zhiyan's eyes remain unchanged, her thin body flashes flexibly, and her speed is astonishing.

The plain wrist was poked out and he put it on the boy's shoulder like a flower. But at this moment, the boy's big palm was approaching and was about to stick to Zhiyan's neck.

Zhiyan's mind turned around and accidentally avoided it. She blew in a low voice on the field, causing a cold sweat for her.

"Tsk tsk, that kid is lucky." One person shook his head and sighed.

"No matter how good your luck is, it's useless. Facing a strong man of the same level, experience is the key to victory." The girl in white robe sneered, not optimistic about Zhiyan.

"Yes, look at the body, it's so weak that it can blow away with a gust of wind. I bet that if there is no three moves, the boy in black will definitely lose." The man in white robe started his job and took the opportunity to thrust everyone into betting.

"Just bet, who is afraid of whom, how big is it?"

"I lost the boy in black robe."

"I bet on five hundred gold coins, and the boy in black robe lost..."

...

The young man with purple robe looked shaking, and an unexpected look flashed across his face. Unexpectedly, he would dodge. His heart sank, and the fierce spiritual energy rushed out of his body, trying to shake Zhiyan away beside him. However, he really underestimated Zhiyan, or overestimated himself.

Such a violent fluctuation of spiritual power, if an ordinary person had already taken a step back, Zhiyan would not retreat but instead advance, her body turned forward a little, put her white wrist on the shoulder of the purple-robed boy, and her spiritual power was injected. Then she pinched her lightly and cracked, and the purple-robed boy's body was thrown out by a powerful force, and she threw it to the ground with a loud bang.

Everyone was stunned, and the bodies of those who were still busy placing bets froze and looked at everything in front of them in shock.

Haha, why do you need three moves? Just one move will tell you the difference. It’s just that the person who defeated was not Zhiyan, but the young man in purple robe in front of him.

"What, why is this happening?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and a pain, he lost ten yuan. He just bet 10,000 gold coins.

"What, what exactly did that kid do? It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" Seeing Cancan's gold coins coming into his pocket, he was fooled by this kid.

Compared to the excitement below, the elders sitting on the stage were shocked, with uncontrollable joy in their eyes.

OK, okay, this boy is not only very talented, but also his combat power is not inferior at all.

"Haha, this kid is good, fast, quick and very good." He smiled happily.

"I performed well in the first two levels, but I don't know how his mission was completed." The middle-aged man nodded and acted calmly.

"Look, hope it's not too bad."

...

Rather than Zhiyan won with one move, the remaining two groups fought harder, and in the end, a man in green robe and a girl in white robe won, plus Zhiyan two women and one man.

"Haha, that girl doll is good, it's not inferior to the cold-smoked boy."

"Yes, it's really not easy for girls to have such talent and skills."

...

The eyes of several elders flashed across Zhiyan and the girl in white robe, with admiration in her eyes. Compared to Zhiyan, the girl in white robe was obviously more popular with everyone. The Heavenly Palace was originally full of yang and yin, so it would be better to add some female disciples to come in.

The girl was so proud that she raised her head and her chest, always maintaining a high posture, as if a queen had arrived, with her eyes still indifferent except indifference.

Zhiyan stood beside her and felt the most profound. It was the arrogance that was scattered from the bones, indifferent to things, ignoring people, and having a strong sense of conceit.

He soon entered the third level, with Zhiyan and the other three serving as the finale and lined up behind.

One person after another presented his own test of his grades. It was the turn of the girl in white. The corners of her lips curled slightly. The next second, a majestic phoenix floated over her head.

suck!

Everyone took a breath of cold air, Phoenix, then, the girl in front of me was actually a phantom beast master?

This time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at the girl, hot, ecstatic, envious, and admired. Even the young man in the green robe next to the girl couldn't help but take a few more glances, with unconcealed admiration in his eyes.

"Fire Phoenix!" The elders on the seat were shocked and looked at the phantom beast in the air with surprise.

Fire Phoenix, one of the top five hundred monsters in the continent, is a phoenix phoenix, all belong to the nature of fire. The phoenix is ​​female and the phoenix is ​​male. With this illusion beast, it is like a tiger adding wings. If you can get a pair of them...

Many people fantasized in their hearts that although most of them also have their own fantasy beasts, they are simply incomparable to the fire phoenix in front of them.

As a combat partner, the fantasy beast can greatly enhance its combat effectiveness and also add a life-saving barrier when encountering danger. It can also be said that the fantasy beast is the second life of the master and can die in a certain sense instead of the master.

The cheers were very high. The girl in white robe stood up and the girl in green robe gently swept over Zhiyan and the boy in green robe beside her. The corners of her lips were confident and pride, and there was also contempt in her eyes.

Even if she didn't look at it, Zhiyan could feel her emotions. She couldn't help but sigh. The profession of the illusion beast master seems to be as noble as an alchemist. Unfortunately, it is useless in her eyes.

The fire phoenix in front of her is in her childhood, and the top 500 monsters are in the top 500, and there is a lot of room for shaping. Or if she is lucky enough to contract another fire phoenix in the future, it may not be necessary for the phoenix to merge, but even so, it still cannot shake Xiao Mei'er's deterrence.
Chapter completed!