() Su Qingchen smiled awkwardly and did not understand Leng Feng's words. The scene in the room just now appeared in his mind. The girl taking a bath felt stupid, and the girl who just entered the room and pointed at Su Qingchen had a cold and indifferent temperament.
, at a young age, he has already begun to develop a refined temperament, but unfortunately he is too fierce.
Su Qingchen was shocked that they looked exactly the same. At this time, Su Qingchen was completely immersed in his mind and forgot about the cold wind around him. Suddenly his butt hurt, and his body flew out along with the parabola, and finally fell into the river.
After Su Qingchen stood firm in the river, he washed his face, sobered himself up, walked slowly to the shore, and showed an awkward smile to Leng Feng. Leng Feng sighed, looked at Su Qingchen with a serious face, and asked, "You
Why is your soul a small sword?"
Su Qingchen looked at Leng Feng in confusion, and suddenly felt depressed. He curled his lips and said, "What's wrong with the little sword? Is the little sword so unique? I'm also wondering what's wrong, it's just a wretched little sword."
After saying that, Su Qingchen sighed.
Lengfeng frowned, and then the child said, "Your soul is very special. If you don't look carefully, you would think it was a dagger. If..." Lengfeng suddenly stopped talking and looked at Su Qingchen with a thoughtful expression.
Su Qingchen tightened his palms slightly and asked calmly, "What's wrong with Uncle Lengfeng? Is there something wrong?"
Lengfeng took a step forward with a stride, and a rare smile appeared on his stern face. "If I guess correctly, your soul should be a mutation in the sword soul."
"Mutation?" Su Qingchen opened his mouth wide. He had always thought that his soul was a wretched little sword, but just now he learned from Leng Feng that it was a mutated sword soul. He was very surprised in his heart.
"Mutated souls are very rare, and they are all powerful. In the mainland, mutated souls have the same name as inherited souls. It's just that the mutated soul is a person, while the inherited soul is a family." Leng Feng said calmly as he looked into the distance.
Su Qingchen's immature face was full of disbelief. She stared blankly at the cold wind, completely lost in thought.
"I'm just guessing, not sure, but your kid should be twelve years old. A twelve-year-old second-level spiritual warrior. This kind of speed is not considered a genius, or even..."
Su Qingchen woke up from the shock just now. Hearing Leng Feng's evaluation of his own cultivation, he cursed the cracking wind leopard again in his heart. His facial expressions showed various expressions, and with his bald head, he looked like a complete clown.
Lengfeng glanced at Su Qingchen, showing a puzzled expression, but did not speak, and then looked up at the sky.
Late at night, the two of them were lying by the river, quietly looking at the stars in the sky, not knowing what they were thinking, and gradually fell into sleep.
The next day it was just dawn, and a faint white fish belly rose in the distance in the east. Leng Feng opened his eyes and planned to call Su Qingchen beside him, but found that Su Qingchen had already woken up and was sitting cross-legged by the river practicing. Leng Feng showed a surprised expression.
This little guy actually broke through. It's only been a few days since he last broke through two levels. This speed is too monster.
Leng Feng couldn't help but feel touched in his heart. Could it be that his low cultivation level was due to his late cultivation? If so, then this kid will definitely be extraordinary in the future. Should I help him?
After Su Qingchen's morning practice, Lengfeng took Su Qingchen back to the city. When he approached Stan College, the road was already crowded with people and it was difficult to walk. Most of them were students who had registered at Stan College.
The admissions process for Stan Academy lasts for three days. Regardless of whether they are poor or noble, everyone needs to pass the admissions exam to enter the academy. The minimum standard is a junior spiritual scholar. It is said that the admission ratio of Stan Academy is close to one hundred to one. It can be said that the competition is very fierce.
Lengfeng separated from Su Qingchen at the entrance of the college. Su Qingchen smiled and stepped into Stan School. Following the instructions on the bulletin board, Su Qingchen quickly found the registration office. When he saw the long queue, Su Qingchen frowned. It was so long.
When will it be scheduled?
Su Qingchen looked around. Although there were many people signing up, they were in an orderly manner. When he saw the two teachers standing at the door, Su Qingchen knew that there was no hope of jumping in line. In desperation, he queued up honestly.
A team formed.
While he was waiting anxiously, suddenly, a thin man came to him: "Brother, do you want exam rules? With the exam rules, you can be prepared for the assessment after registration. This is only for sale today.
Only two gold coins."
Looking at the stack of paper in his hand, Su Qingchen said angrily: "A piece of paper sells for two gold coins, so just go and grab it."
Who knew that the thin man said: "How can you get money like this from robbing? It's very dangerous."
Su Qingchen couldn't help being amused by him: "Okay, bring me a copy." Anyway, it was idle waiting here. He took out two gold coins to buy a copy of the rules and stood there to open it and read it.
When he saw the content on the piece of paper, he immediately realized that he had been deceived, because there were four words on the paper: enrollment brochure. It was obvious that everyone would get a copy of this thing after signing up, but he had been deceived.
Two gold coins, I tried to find the person just now, but I couldn't find him in such a large crowd.
Su Qingchen was speechless for a while, and thought to himself: If Uncle Heizi were here, he would definitely scold himself to death.
In fact, he was fooled not because he was careless, but mainly because he was bored with waiting, and because his cultivation level had regressed, he was really worried that he would not pass the test, so he wanted to prepare in advance. However, two gold coins were nothing to Su Qingchen. After his cultivation level improved,
If you hunt more ferocious beasts a few times, you will get gold coins.
I saw the admission brochure saying that after registration, candidates must hold the admission ticket and enter the school for assessment. The examination is divided into three items, each worth ten points, which are the soul test, the attribute test, and the actual personal strength test. At the same time,
There is also a note that if you can achieve full marks in any subject of the assessment, you can be admitted directly without counting the scores in the other two subjects.
Then now is the admission line, 20 points for nobles and 25 points for civilians. Seeing this, Su Qingchen couldn't help but frown slightly. Stan Academy said it sounds good. Anyone with any identity can enter the assessment. It turns out that there is still a difference in admissions.
Yes, I don’t know if I can pass.
"Little bald head, what are you looking at?" When Su Qingchen was looking at the admissions brochure, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around to look, a simple and honest face appeared in front of Su Qingchen. When he saw Su Qingchen turning around, he grinned.
.
Su Qingchen looked at the boy in front of him up and down. His height of 1.9 meters and his strong body were really inconsistent with his honest face. This guy was actually taller and stronger than himself. Su Qingchen curled his lips and handed over the admission brochure.
Passed it to the big guy.
After seeing the brochure, the big man laughed loudly: "Little bald man, you must be a foreigner?"
Su Qingchen felt a little depressed when the big guy laughed at him. He nodded casually and planned to ignore the big guy again.
"These guys cheat money every year at this time. They specifically look for outsiders. If I had come earlier, you wouldn't have been fooled." The big man said when he saw Su Qingchen turn around and patted Su Qingchen on the shoulder: "You
What's your name? Where are you from?"
Su Qingchen didn't say anything, but just curled his lips at the big guy. He originally felt good about this honest and honest guy, but he was offended by what he just said as an afterthought.
Seeing that Su Qingchen didn't say anything, the big guy stuck out his tongue and stretched out his right hand: "Little bald man, my name is Zhang Long, and my home is in Yuluo City. You think it's fate that we met today, let's make friends."
Su Qingchen patted Zhang Long's extended hand: "I, Su Qingchen, come from the mountainous area. I can make friends if I want to, but can you please don't call me little bald head." After saying that, he took a step forward and smiled at the registration teacher in front of him: "
Teacher, I’m here to sign up for the assessment.”
The old man sitting in front of Su Qingchen raised his head and glanced at Su Qingchen, then slowly said, "Name, age, soul level."
"My name is Su Qingchen. I am twelve years old and a third-level spiritual master." Su Qingchen said softly.
The old man didn't even look at Su Qingchen. He reached out and handed Su Qingchen a brochure and said directly: "Go inside and test, next one."
Su Qingchen frowned slightly, without thinking much, took the brochure and walked towards the academy. Just as he was walking, he heard a big man's voice: "Zhang Long, thirteen years old, an eighth-level spiritual master." Su Qingchen moved forward slowly.
When he came down, he was a little surprised. He looked like a big and honest man, but he was quite strong.
"Little bald head, I knew you would wait for me. Let's go and take the test together." Following the voice, a strong and strong arm was placed on Su Qingchen's shoulder. Fortunately, Su Qingchen exercised all the year round, otherwise he would probably have fallen down this time.
, Su Qingchen looked back at Zhang Long, showing a helpless smile.
Zhang Long smiled stupidly: "Oh, I forgot, I won't call you little bald head anymore. To be honest, your little bald head is quite cute." Zhang Long said and looked at Su Qingchen and saw Su Qingchen's depressed expression.
He continued: "It's okay, don't worry. This is the second time I signed up. The first time I was a third-level spiritual warrior like you, I was eliminated. I went back and practiced hard for a year. This time I don't believe anyone else can."
Will it hurt me?"
Su Qingchen was hit again by Zhang Long's words, and was really speechless. Soon they came to an open space and saw three people surrounding them. Then, under the leadership of Zhang Long, they came to the place where the soul was tested.
Looking at the students gathered in circles in front of him, Su Qingchen curled his lips, and then Zhang Long patted Su Qingchen on the shoulder: "Follow me."
Zhang Long used his strong body to squeeze out a passage, and the two of them quickly reached the front. Although this move caused dissatisfaction, many people chose to remain silent when they saw Zhang Long, who was a head taller than themselves.
This made Su Qingchen secretly feel happy.
Soon it was Su Qingchen's turn. He stepped forward and put his hand on a crystal ball as the teacher asked. His soul power was slowly input into the crystal ball. Soon a few words were displayed on the crystal ball. The teacher smiled at Su Qingchen.
"Sacred grade war soul master, score of nine points, not bad, young man, you have to work hard."
"Holy product?" Su Qingchen was stunned by this new word and asked involuntarily.
"Souls are divided into grades, and the grade of the soul determines the potential of the soul master. There are four grades, ordinary grade, spiritual grade, holy grade, and imperial grade. The emperor grade has not appeared for hundreds of years, so young man, you have to
You worked hard." The test teacher patiently explained to Su Qingchen.
Su Qingchen nodded, and then stepped aside, underestimating in his heart: What a broken saint, it should be an emperor, so depressed. If others knew what Su Qingchen was thinking at this time, they would probably beat this guy up.