Zhang Yao bowed slightly and saluted the two old men behind the table. The two old men almost simultaneously raised their eyes to the strongest among the younger generation of the clan. This was a star cultivation genius that had not appeared in the clan for several generations.
"Haha...Zhang Yao, you are the most promising genius among the family's recent generations to enter Tiangang Academy. Come on..." The red-faced old man showed a smile for the first time.
"Thank you Uncle Hong, Uncle Black, Yao'er will work hard! Can Yao'er start?" Zhang Yao said politely and smiled at the two old men.
The two old men nodded with satisfaction: "Let's get started..."
The sleeves of the pink robe fluttered slightly, revealing half of her white wrist. Her small, jade-like hand gently printed on the palm print on the top of the air stone. A bright star suddenly lit up on the air stone, dazzling the eyes.
"6...7...8...9..."
"ah……"
"sky……"
"I actually made another breakthrough this year, reaching the ninth level of Qi Shi at the age of fifteen..."
"Yes! It's so unbelievable. It seems that someone from the Zhang family can finally be admitted to Tiangang Academy..."
…
There were exclamations in the square one after another, and the scene immediately became heated...
"Brother Zhang Shu, Yao'er's star power has increased a lot, it must be higher than yours..." Zhang Ji looked at Zhang Yao with a look of obsession and murmured.
"Snapped……"
"Ah... Boss, why did you hit me?" Zhang Ji covered his head and screamed, looking at Zhang Shu with an aggrieved face and asked.
"Paralysis! Can you call Yao'er? Besides, what about high cultivation? Sooner or later, she won't be my lover..." Zhang Shu looked at Zhang Yao with lustful eyes, and finally his eyes fell on her.
On Zhang Yao's plump ass...
"Qi Shi Jiu..." The old voice of the red-faced old man sounded passionately in the field. Not only the young people in the Zhang family, but also several senior members except Zhang Fang stood up and cheered.
"The next one is Zhang Ji..."
"arrive……"
"Seventh level of Qi Shi..."
…
"Zhang Shu..."
"Qi Shi 8th Dan..."
…
Zhang Ji and Zhang Shu's qualifications are indeed incredible. Although they have not made any breakthroughs in a year, they can be proud of having achieved such a level of cultivation at the age of fifteen. However, because under Zhang Yao's halo, their
Xiuwei did not receive cheers from the tribe, only symbolic applause.
"Relaxation..."
"Relaxation..."
After the applause, the test was almost coming to an end. At this time, the red-faced old man's voice sounded again, but when Zhang Chi's name was called twice, the crowd fell silent.
"Ahem...Brother Hong, Zhang'er...has something to do. Let's go ahead. I believe he...will be there soon!" Zhang Fang immediately stood up and said to the red face.
"Hehe... this loser doesn't dare to come, right?" The sarcastic voice of the great elder Zhang Gong rang out in a low voice, but it could be heard by the whole audience.
"What the elder brother said is absolutely true. Even if you come, you will just be laughed at by the tribe again. It is better not to come. It is clean to just abstain. You must not dare to come!" The second elder also followed suit.
"Humph! Who said I dare not come to Zhangchi!" A young boy's slightly immature and deep voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd, and all the tribesmen turned their heads and looked outside the crowd.
Tap tap tap...
Slightly low footsteps slowly came from outside the crowd, and a young man in black robe appeared at the back of the crowd with a gloomy expression.
He is not tall and slightly thin, with flowing black hair hanging down his head. Although his face is not handsome, his unique temperament gives the young man an air of a king.
The frail body, the cold black eyes, the resolute but not handsome face as sharp as an axe, all these images give people a kind of spiritual oppression.
In the past fourteen years, not a single tribesman has ever looked at this young man, and even the kindest tribesmen would just turn their heads and pass him by when they met him unexpectedly.
But today, he seemed to have become the focus of the entire clan, an indispensable figure for the Zhang family. The crowd subconsciously parted to both sides to make way for him.
"Chi'er..."
Zhang Fang opened his mouth and the corners of his eyes were wet. No matter whether his son could pass the test or not, his return already meant that he would no longer have any regrets in his life...
"Zhang Chi, you have not let me down. Even though you are still a third-level Qi warrior, you will always be the hero in Yao'er's heart..."
At that moment, the girl's heart was beating violently, and her eyes began to become blurred. She looked at Zhang Yao with pity countless times, and it was at this moment that she truly established Zhang Yao's position in her heart. As for what it was,
She's not sure yet...
"Hmph! Zhang Yao, he is just a useless person, is he worthy of you looking at him like this?" A look of resentment rose in Zhang Shu's eyes, and he shouted to Zhang Yao with a cold snort.
Zhang Yao shivered with all her intelligence, and then realized that she had lost her composure. If others saw that she admired a waste so much, would they look down on her?
The girl's vanity made her quickly look away and lower her head.
"Father, Zhang'er is back..."
Zhang Chi crossed the crowd and strode up to Zhang Fang under the gaze of countless complicated eyes. In Zhang Fang's memory, that bright smile appeared for the first time in fourteen years. At this moment, Zhang Fang
Fang felt that nothing in the world was important anymore except his son.
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, let's go for the test..."
Zhang Fang suddenly felt a sense of relief. After more than ten years of running around and working for the clan, he suddenly felt tired. He just wanted his son to test quickly, and then take his son to leave the clan immediately to find a quiet place.
I will make up for the fourteen years I owe my son...
"Okay..." Zhang Chi nodded lightly, with a sunny smile on his face, showing his beautiful teeth, and turned around to stand in front of the black and red elders.
The huge Zhang Clan Square was deathly quiet.
"Can we start?" Zhang Chi became expressionless again and asked the red and black elders without any respect. In the clan, except for his father, who else has not despised him?
"Let's get started..." When the red and black elders saw Zhang Chi's arrival, they immediately turned into dead faces, and a sense of superiority returned to them again, as if they were afraid that they would commit treasonous crimes if they had any contact with Zhang Chi.
Same.
The eyes of the whole clan were all focused on Zhang Chi. Everyone didn't know where the confidence and calmness of this useless person who even the servants despised came from.
The silence of the people was brewing the greatest ridicule for this useless person after the test. In every test of the Zhang clan, it seemed to be a very shameful thing for the clan members not to laugh at this useless person severely.
The young man stretched out his rough palm and pressed the palm mark on the top of the air stone without hesitation. The air stone was still dark in color, but the young man turned his head and cast his eyes on Zhang Shu, Zhang Ji and his group who were gathered together...