"Jilong College, the results of the 356th talent test are out!"
In the huge square, an old man with red face and white hair held a glittering golden scroll and shouted to the thousands of boys and girls below the square. Deafening applause burst out from the audience.
"First place: Murong Yuan'er! Talent value is nine stars! Excellent!"
As the old man's voice rang out, everyone's eyes began to focus on the red blanket in the center of the square. At this time, a girl wearing a blue suit gradually moved towards the high platform. The girl's young and pretty face
He didn't show any trace of pride.
The appearance of the girl immediately caused a commotion in the whole place. Whether it was her stunning beauty or her extraordinary talent, everyone present felt envy and jealousy in their hearts.
"This is already the fourth year, and no one can replace her number one position!"
"Haha, of course, she is the second person to reach nine-star talent before the age of sixteen in the more than 350 years since the school was founded. In less than two years, she will become the second most talented person in Jilong City in a century.
Young Yuan."
"Second place: Yu Xuan! Talent value is seven stars! Excellent!"
As the old man's voice sounded again, a young man in white robes walked onto the red carpet swaggering with excitement on his face.
Soon he trotted to catch up with Murong Yuan'er who was in front of him, followed closely behind, and began to whisper.
But the former ignored him. On the cold pretty face, a pair of big shining eyes glanced back with disdain, then quickened his pace to create a gap between him and him.
"Third place: Yifeng! Talent value is six stars! Excellent!"
Soon a handsome young man walked out of the crowd, and he followed the two people in front of him in a very low-key manner.
"Okay, the top three are already seated. According to the rules of the academy, in order to encourage everyone to practice hard and not to be left behind, the person with the worst performance every year must stand on the podium with the top three... Then
He is number one thousand three hundred and twenty-one, which means he is the last one! Ling Feng! His talent is worth one star! Inferior!"
The old man's face suddenly stiffened when he read this name.
In this school, almost all the geniuses in Jilong City are gathered together. All five- and six-year-old children entering the school must have two stars. No matter whether you are rich or powerful, you cannot change this centuries-old rule.
But the young man in front of him, Ling Feng, only had one star! Everyone in the square knew that four years ago, this young man, Ling Feng, was a miracle. He reached the nine-star talent level at the age of nine and successfully condensed into
Yuan Zhe Yuan Qi Chi suddenly became the first and youngest Yuan Zhe in the 350 years since the school was founded.
It is a pity that such a bright pearl was seriously injured in an assassination. One hundred and ninety-two meridians were severed, and she became a permanent cripple. But no one knew that this assassination knocked a high-spirited young man down to eighteen.
He went to hell and became a useless person that was despised and ridiculed by everyone.
The school hopes not to order him to drop out of school because his past results have brought unprecedented arrogance to the school. However, at this time of year, he has to become the object of ridicule and ridicule. He walks on the red carpet and is despised by countless people, and goes to the high platform.
Stand with the top three geniuses and receive the "prize" for the last one.
A young man in a black robe with black hair covering his face slowly stepped onto the high platform. No one could see clearly his face and emotions. Only he knew that the fingers of the two hands in the long sleeves were clasped tightly, and the nails were deeply dug into the palms.
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"Hey... you were once a genius, but now you are a useless person. No one will sympathize with you here. This is the world of the strong."
"Haha, as expected, he has been ranked "No. 1" for four years. This genius has the nerve to stay in the academy. How shameless..."
The sarcasm coming from the crowd was like bayonets stabbing into Ling Feng's heart, causing his breathing to quicken slightly.
"Damn it! I am a great Muay Thai master. Is this the humiliation that my soul will get when he is reborn on this continent?"
My mother's warning is correct. This continent is a world for the strong. No one will sympathize with you. Only strength and rights can truly gain respect. Father, I am luckier than you. When I shined, I was just beaten into useless material.
, and you lost your entire nation and dignity. I thought I could get it all back for you, but...if it weren't for the fact that my pupils were dark like theirs, I might have died in that assassination.
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Ling Feng raised his head slightly and looked at the dazzling sunshine in the sky. The smile on his face became more bitter. He knew that he was his father's illegitimate son, a real illegitimate prince, and a member of the red-eyed race.
The only imperial bloodline.
The lonely figure of the young man seemed incompatible with the top three geniuses standing on the right, but the young man did not feel inferior because of this, because he had also stood on the first place, and at that time it was more grand and the scene was more spectacular than now.
Luxurious, his current reputation is as illusory as a floating cloud to him.
"The prize for the first place is a volume of the Master Level Intermediate Vitality Qigong Technique."
The old man took out a beautiful blue scroll from a wooden box with gold edges, and put his hands on the jade hands of the girl who won the first place. The girl took the beautiful scroll and gently bent down, her eyes blurred.
Her eyes could no longer conceal her excitement.
The Yuan Qi Kung Fu of this intermediate level is very precious. The higher the Yuan Qi Kung Fu for beginners, the higher your starting point will be, which will have indescribable benefits for your future growth. There is no one under the square.
It’s not that I’m envious or jealous, I’m so greedy that I can’t help but look at it a few more times. [The hierarchy of vitality skills: fire level, master level, dragon level, and emperor level. Each level is divided into inferior, medium, and superior.]
"Second place is a volume of Fire Level Superior Vitality Technique."
Yu Xuan reached out with a nonchalant expression and took the red scroll in the old man's hand, but his eyes glanced at the scroll in the girl's hand from time to time, feeling dissatisfied.
The prizes for first place and second place are already one level different in terms of class alone, and they have to be one level higher. How can this difference between heaven and earth make people calm?
"The third place is a scroll of fire level superior elemental skills"
Yifeng, the young man bowed politely and took the purple scroll in his hand with a smile. The old man couldn't help but nodded, showing a faint smile in his gray beard.
Yuan Skill is a skill used in combat in Gutan Continent. The higher the level, the stronger the power, and the person with higher Yuan Qi strength will be more powerful. [The Yuan Skill hierarchy is the same as that of Yuan Qi. 】
The old man distributed prizes to the top three, and then walked quietly to Ling Feng, staring at Ling Feng's tender cheeks with a pair of bright eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but did not say it.
What else could he say to the young man in front of him who had suffered the cruelest blow at the peak of his high spirits? What he could say was a kind of heart-piercing pain.
He knew very well that in this continent, no one would be willing to be the lowest level person, and they would try their best to gain dignity and power, and these must be based on your own strength! And this young man didn't even have the chance to stand up and fight hard.
Already lost, this is undoubtedly more painful than death, but he managed to hold on for four years...