"Haha." Li Chaoji laughed strangely, "Very good. Compare your potential with me. You really have found the right person, you idiot. Okay, no problem. I will make you convinced that you lost."
The monks of the Tianlan Sect let out a burst of disdainful laughter and looked at Xia Chen as if they were looking at idiots.
"Elder Xia, Senior Brother Li has great potential and is well-known as a leader among the monks with the first level of supernatural power in the sect. Of course, I don't mean that you are inferior to him, but why bother to act on your own terms? Alas, you are a guest from afar.
How bad would it be if you lost face and lost face?"
Chen Tianjing's eyes flashed with joy, but he calmly put his arm around him and said.
Sure enough, Xia Chen's expression seemed to have changed, and he said loudly: "In this case, I want to compete with him. Since I can send an envoy to the Tianlan Sect, of course I have my own confidence."
"Hey, Elder Xia, please listen to my advice. Don't compete with him. You can't compare to him..." Chen Tianjing wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly he seemed to have made a mistake and quickly stopped.
"You say I can't compete?" Xia Chen stared at him, his temper rising, "I don't believe it, I have to compete today, no matter who among you can come out and fight me.
bet."
"Stop talking nonsense." Li Chaoji said impatiently, "Since it is a bet, of course there must be a stake. What do you have to lose? Is it a magic weapon, a skill, or an elixir? Prepare to offer it to us."
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Since your sect is a large sect, of course it does not lack these things, and it is meaningless to win the magic pills and techniques." Xia Chen said coldly. "It's better than this. Whoever wins will slap the opponent in front of everyone.
And you can’t use your cultivation to resist, it would be too irritating.”
"Okay!" Li Chaoji's eyes lit up, and a cold light flashed for an instant, "It's your choice. When the time comes, you lose, but don't regret it."
"I will never regret it." Xia Chen said calmly.
"Brothers, just wait until I slap this bastard in front of everyone. I'll go up right now." Li Chaoji sneered and flew up to the tall beacon tower.
"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Li." A short, fat young monk suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong with Junior Brother Feng?" Li Chaoji stopped and looked at the short, fat monk.
Everyone was also startled.
"Senior Brother Li, you can't kill a chicken with a sledgehammer. Compared with your potential, you still need your genius to act like this. Junior brother, although I am not talented and am the dullest among us, I am definitely better than this waste from the Yanzhao Alliance. I am not as good as
How about letting the junior brother come out and make a bet with him on his behalf?" Junior Brother Feng said proudly.
Xia Chen glanced at him and frowned slightly. Although he could not be said to have a sharp gaze now, he was still a genuine second-level monk with magical powers, and he still had good eyesight.
This short fat man is obviously a person with mediocre qualifications. I am afraid that he has relied on the resources of Tianlan Sect to reach the first level of supernatural power. How can he talk about potential? He dares to say that he will win? It seems that there must be something fishy in it.
Although Li Chaoji was a little reluctant, after thinking about it, he suddenly nodded and sneered: "Yes, if even our junior brother with the weakest qualifications in public is better than this guy named Xia, wouldn't it prove that the Yanzhao Alliance is a waste?
, Junior Brother Feng, go up and test your potential."
Junior Brother Feng glanced at Xia Chen proudly: "Boy, I hope you can hold on when I slap you for a while." With that said, he jumped up and jumped towards the beacon tower.
Xia Chen didn't speak, but just looked at his back thoughtfully. His thoughts were like threads, easily gathering into dozens of spying restrictions, clinging to his back silently.
A group of Tianlan Sect monks looked up at the back of the short fat man with extremely relaxed expressions. It seemed as if the bet was definitely won.
In the blink of an eye, Junior Brother Feng jumped onto the beacon tower.
In order to see clearly, everyone stood fifty feet away. They saw Junior Brother Feng standing against the wind, with his arms spread out, his expression solemn, and his lips moving slightly, as if he wanted to embrace the sky.
"Elder Xia, please pay attention. As long as you stand on the beacon tower and release your breath, you can measure your potential. There are seven beacon fires on each side of the platform, and there are a total of twenty-eight beacon fires on the four sides. The beacon fires burn more and more intensely."
The more, the greater the potential." Chen Tianjing stood beside Xia Chen calmly, as if he was afraid that he would not understand, and explained.
"Oh..." Xia Chen looked at Junior Brother Feng without blinking, "What if more than two people come up, how do you measure it?"
"The beacon tower can only measure one person." Chen Tianjing shook his head and said, "If there are more people on the platform, the beacon fire will not burn. Moreover, the beacon tower can only measure the potential of supernatural monks, and it will not work on acquired monks."
"The twenty-eight beacons are the highest? What if the potential exceeds the twenty-eight beacons? How will the beacon tower perform?" Xia Chen touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Haha, Elder Xia, I think this question is beyond the scope. There are indeed people with potential that exceed the Twenty-Eight Beacons, but it cannot be among people like you and me, so there is no need to mention it again." Chen Tianjing smiled mockingly.
road.
Xia Chen smiled noncommittally.
I saw that as Junior Brother Feng's aura was released, the Fenghuo Tower immediately sensed it. A ball of sparks appeared out of thin air in the east, and then grew larger and larger until it burned into a crimson flame the size of a washbasin, and then it stopped changing.
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After a while, the second beacon fire burned out of thin air a few feet away from the first beacon fire, then the third beacon fire, the fourth beacon fire...
The front fire burned neither slow nor fast, but also continuously. As the aura of Junior Brother Feng was released to its peak, the flames on the east side of the front fire platform also burned to the sixth group.
But at this time, Junior Brother Feng finally showed a look of exertion on his face. He saw that the seventh ball of flame had turned into fist-sized sparks, but it never grew bigger and stabilized. Instead, it turned into tiny sparks and scattered.
Seeing that the seventh beacon fire failed to burn, Junior Brother Feng's eyes flashed with disappointment.
"Does testing potential have something to do with the strength of one's aura?" Xia Chen couldn't help but think thoughtfully when he saw this, and asked smoothly.
"Haha, of course it does matter. Didn't Elder Xia just say that a person's potential will change with changes in mood, environment and opportunities? The same is true on Beacon Tower. Potential is never a fixed number."
Chen Tianjing smiled and said, "If the tester's aura is strong and his mind is firm, there will be more flames burning naturally. Many fellow disciples have become firm and determined after training, and their potential value will increase when tested again. This is also the best practice for our monks to defy the heavens."
Inspiring proof.”
Xia Chen nodded. Chen Tianjing didn't have good intentions, but what he said was quite good.
At this time, Junior Brother Feng's face had turned pale, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, hoping that the seventh peak fire in the east would also be completely lit up.
But after he worked hard for a long time, the seventh group of sharp flames only bloomed a few sparks, but did not burn steadily like the other six groups of flames.
"Alas, Junior Brother Feng's qualifications are a bit lacking. He has always been hovering near the peak of ordinary potential, but he has never been able to break through to good. However, it is still better than last time." Chen Tianjing watched with attention and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Xia Chen raised his eyebrows: "Why, are the number of front fires burning divided into different levels?"
"Haha, the beacon tower itself is not divided into layers. We added the layers later." Chen Tianjing said with a smile, "The order in which the beacons are lit is in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and south, so we divide the layers into normal, good, and so on.
, the fourth level of excellence and genius. Of course, the vast majority of testers are average and good, and excellent ones are rare. As for geniuses... they are rare."
"Well, as a monk, qualifications are indeed very important, but sometimes, they are actually not important." Xia Chen said with some emotion, and suddenly remembered that this scene was quite similar to the scene when he first entered the profession.
A test qualification and a test potential are actually the same.
The two talented disciples who had excellent test qualifications at that time are now sleeping underground, but his disciple who barely passed the test with the help of a cornucopia has made it to today.
It can be seen that things in the world are unpredictable, destiny is unpredictable, and the road to spiritual practice is very difficult. It is not something that can be smooth sailing just by having the qualifications.
At this time, Xia Chen's mind suddenly moved, and the original heart taboo attached to Junior Brother Feng had already sent back the information he wanted, and he couldn't help but smile coldly.
Junior Brother Feng no longer insisted. He jumped down from the beacon tower with a pale face and strode up to the crowd. Without saying a word, he coldly made a gesture of invitation to Xia Chen.
Xia Chen jumped up and was about to step forward when Chen Tianjing suddenly said: "Elder Xia, if you fail the test, don't force it, otherwise it will exceed your ability and it will damage your cultivation."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Chen. I understand." Xia Chen nodded. He was very fast. He was at the bottom of the stage in a blink of an eye, and then went up to the stage in a flash.
Junior Brother Feng looked at his back and took a long breath of relief, but his face was still pale, and there were faint blood stains from the corners of his mouth. He whispered: "It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous. If I stay on the beacon tower any longer,
In a moment, my cultivation will really be damaged."
"Is it necessary to fight so hard?" Li Chaoji said coldly, "That guy named Xia doesn't know the formula. He can't even ignite a beacon fire if he goes up there. You only need to light up a fire to defeat him."
Junior Brother Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Brother Li is teaching me a lesson, but I haven't been to the Beacon Tower for a long time, and I also want to see if my potential has improved after a few months of practice."
"You are just a piece of trash. Your potential will never increase in this life. I asked you to make a bet with Xia just to humiliate him in public. Don't take yourself seriously." Li Chaoji said from his nose.
He snorted.
Junior Brother Feng looked ugly but did not speak. Although he was also a first-level magical monk, his status was quite low. He did not dare to resist this senior brother with outstanding qualifications, so he could only keep his resentment deep in his heart.
Chen Tianjing said expressionlessly: "Junior brother Feng, when you slap him, be sure not to slap him to death. Master Wang has told us that this person must be sacrificed alive. If he dies in our hands, I'm afraid he will have to bear the wrath of the master."
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"Senior Brother Chen, don't worry. Slapping him to death will only give him an advantage. I will slap him until he is worse than dead, and he will kneel down and kowtow to us for mercy." Junior Brother Feng gritted his teeth, as if the ridicule he had just received turned into hatred. I plan to vent it all on Xia Chen. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!