"If you were chosen to be a saint today, you would have the opportunity to serve the leader closely, but you don't even remember such an important thing."
Naya rolled her eyes and left.
Jiang Deng was stunned for a while before he came to his senses.
During this period of time, she has been practicing. She rarely had a good sleep last night. She really didn't know that the election of the saint was today.
Time flies so fast...
Jiang Deng sighed and turned around, and then saw that Ying Yubing was still meditating.
"..."
Good guy, there is someone more diligent than her.
Knowing that he was not the only one who couldn't remember the day of the Saint's election, Jiang Deng suddenly felt comfortable.
After calling Ying Yubing, the two of them went out without even bothering to wash up and dress up.
As soon as I went out, I saw a group of girls who had gathered in the yard for a long time. They were chatting. Everyone put on their best clothes and put on their best makeup. It was called a brilliance.
Eye-catching.
Jiang Deng felt that his eyes were dazzled...
Not long after, a maid led them out of the Baihua Hall and went to an open field. In the middle was a high platform, with three women sitting below, and male and female spectators standing around.
Jiang Deng looked left and right, but couldn't see where Murong Feiran was, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Could it be that on such an important occasion as the Saintess election, none of the four disciples showed up?
"Everyone, please come to the registration office to verify your identity and prepare to appear later." The maid led Jiang Deng and others to the registration office.
Jiang Deng noticed that she had seen the woman in charge of registration. She was Si Mian's personal maid named Ding Xiaocao. Her cultivation level was not high, and she was only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment Realm.
Ding Xiaocao would inject spiritual power into the body of the saint candidate every time, and then write and draw on the paper. It was obviously not as simple as real registration.
The team soon reached Jiang Deng, and Ding Xiaocao said: "Give me your hand."
Jiang Deng looked wary and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ding Xiaocao said impatiently: "Stretch your hand over if I ask you to. We are both women, can I still take advantage of you?"
Jiang Deng raised his eyebrows, "That's not necessarily the case."
Ding Xiaocao: "...I really just want to test your physique, sister."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng had an idea. It turned out that registration was to test people's physical fitness. Fortunately, she didn't hand it over directly.
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng quickly mobilized the Yin spiritual power in his Dantian, arranged and reorganized it in his body, and disguised it as the reaction of a pure Yin spirit body.
"Here you go." Jiang Deng stretched out his hand.
Ding Xiaocao put her spiritual power into Jiang Deng's wrist, and suddenly felt a cold breath, and then her spiritual power was forcefully forced out of her body!
"It really is a pure Yin spirit!"
Ding Xiaocao finished speaking in astonishment, then quickly lowered his head and wrote Jiang Deng's name and other information on the paper.
Jiang Deng touched his chin. This should be considered a pass, right?
Following the people who had already registered, Jiang Deng continued to walk forward.
On the stage, Si Mian was announcing the rules of the Saintess election.
"There are three judges in this Saintess election. These three judges are all Saintess candidates from previous elections. They are the most qualified to judge your talents."
"There are three levels in the general election, and each candidate needs to perform on stage. Each of the three judges has a point. After your performance is over, you will be rated. After the three levels, the person with the highest score will be elected as the saint."
"In the first level, choose one of the talents from chess, calligraphy, painting, playing, playing and singing. The first performer is Liu Ruanqin..."
Si Mian stepped down and Liu Ruanqin came on stage to perform painting.
Off stage.
Jiang Deng poked Ying Yubing in front of him, "Yu Bing, don't you know this kind of talent?"
Ying Yubing blinked and took out her spiritual weapon, a jade flute, from her waist, "I play the flute when I use spells. This should be considered a talent, right?"
Jiang Deng: "..."
She doesn't have any talents in terms of love?
Soon, Ying Yubing came on stage, because she had to play the flute every time she cast a spell, and Ying Yubing's flute-playing skills were perfect.
The melodious sound of the flute conquered the three judges in the audience and successfully scored three points.
"Next, Jiang Deng."
Jiang Deng jumped onto the stage neatly, and there was a cry of exclamation. It seemed that they had never seen a woman as heroic as Jiang Deng.
Si Mian in the audience asked: "What talent are you planning to perform?"
"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, playing music and singing!"
Jiang Deng changed the subject and added, "I don't know any of these things. It would be too difficult for me to perform these things."
Simian suppressed a smile, "Then what do you know?"
Jiang Deng said enthusiastically: "Does it count if I can dance with a sword?"
"Can."
The other three judges also nodded and signaled Jiang Deng to start his performance quickly.
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Jiang Deng took out a heavy lightsaber that was taller than her, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and danced the heavy sword in his hand like a tiger or a tiger.
The sword light flashes and the murderous intent is wanton!
The exquisiteness of the swordsmanship is rarely seen in the world!
Jiang Deng slowly sheathed his sword, exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened his eyes and said, "I'm done with my performance."
Si Mian almost couldn't hold back her laughter, "Please give your scores to the three judges."
The three judges on the side reached out to touch their hair that had been cut off by the sword energy in unison, and they all raised their zero-point signs towards Jiang Deng.
In the first level, Jiang Deng won three big duck eggs.
Not long after, all the candidates had completed the first level. Si Mian came on stage and said: "For the second level, choose one of the talents of red sleeves to add fragrance, female celebrity cooking skills, etc."
The others all finished in a decent manner until it was Jiang Deng's turn.
Under the spotlight, Jiang Deng on the stage asked sincerely: "...Does my ability to poison count as a talent?"
At this time, the three judges refused to give Jiang Deng a chance to poison his performance, and directly raised a zero-point sign.
In the second level, Jiang Deng won three more big duck eggs.
Jiang Deng: "..."
Ah this.
She never expected that the test was not about cultivation and combat level, but these things. What if she answered the wrong question?
After stepping down, Jiang Deng was dejected.
Ying Yubing patted Jiang Deng's shoulder to encourage him, "Jiang Deng is fine, there is still the next level."
Jiang Deng grinned, and his smile was uglier than crying.
Her intuition told her that the content of the next test was definitely not what she was good at, and it would be hard to get good grades.
Sure enough, the third test was about human manners.
Every contestant must keep the jade bowl on his head without falling off, wear thick-soled shoes without spraining his feet, and keep long earrings from dangling...
Although Jiang Deng had never practiced these things, she somehow felt that she knew what was going on.
She can definitely do this!
Just because she is a physical practitioner, there is absolutely no one who can control the body better than her!
This level was a competition for everyone, but as soon as everyone took two steps, Jiang Deng had already completed two laps.
The jade bowl on Jiang Deng's head is still there, but the bottom of the bowl is gone, the thick heels on his feet are worn flat, and even the earrings are thrown away...
Jiang Deng: "..."
It’s not her fault, but it’s the quality of these props that are so inferior. She’s capable of making spiritual weapons!
So, after three levels, Jiang Deng’s total score reached an astonishing zero!
Just when Si Mian and the judges and others were calculating the results and preparing to select the candidate for the saint...
Jiang Deng turned to look at Ying Yubing beside him, "What's your score?"
Ying Yubing shook her head, "I didn't perform well. I only got eight points in three rounds. What about you?"
Jiang Deng: "..."
She didn't want to talk, she just wanted to be quiet.
Not long after, Si Mian came to the stage and announced: "The results of the contestants in this saint election have been calculated, and the candidate for the saint is..."