After insisting on about a cup of tea, Ye Feng put the first shield back on the ground.
After taking a short rest, he continued to move towards the second shield. With the lessons of the past, Ye Feng did not dare to stimulate the Yuanli again this time.
It was difficult for everyone to see the clue. He just used the power of his body to lift the second shield over his head.
This time, he was prepared, so Ye Feng persisted for more than a stick of incense.
"Three-sided shields have three chances in total. The total time to lift them takes more than half an hour to be rated as Level 3, so you have to hold on to this third shield at least three quarters of an hour. If you want a Level 2 score, you need to raise them.
One hour full.”
The middle-aged man showed a hint of appreciation on his face, reminding Ye Feng.
Even those who took the exam could see that there was no reason that middle-aged people didn't know. It was not that the boy's in front of him was not good at the Yuanli, but that he rushed to take the exam before he advanced, and had not been able to completely control the changes in Yuanli in his body.
It is rare to be able to lift two shields in a row.
Nodded with a bitter smile, Ye Feng walked to the third shield, took a deep breath, and the strength of his limbs and bones poured in wildly. He penetrated his arms and shouted, lifting the iron gray shield high above his head.
The majestic power as a mountain rushed down in an instant, causing Ye Feng's feet to fall slightly to the ground.
"It must last more than three quarters of an hour, otherwise it will become a tragic disciple. This... would be too miserable."
Feeling the heavy pressure infused on his arms, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and persevered.
No one told him that joining the Shangcheng Sect requires such a test.
If I hadn't happened to have reached the eighth level and had not been skilled in controlling the Yuanli in my body, let alone an hour, I would have no problem with myself for one day or even three days.
At the moment, I can only rely on my body's strength to force myself to overcome this level.
A quarter of an hour later, his arms began to tremble, and dripping sweat dripped along his forehead.
After two quarters of an hour of support, Ye Feng's legs kept shaking. It has to be said that the amount of millions of pounds is too terrifying.
As soon as the third quarter of the hour passed, the shield was thrown back to the ground by him.
After a few breaths, Ye Feng felt a little normal.
If you cannot get the blessing of the Yuan power, the power that the body can burst out is extremely limited. If you can do it like Ye Feng, you will be afraid that you will reach the physical strength that ordinary semi-saints should have.
"Um……"
The middle-aged man who nodded lightly seemed a little uncommon. The eighth level of the virtual realm can also meet the third-level scoring standard. Ye Feng's score can only be said to be quite average.
Some of them are not in line with the strength of the warriors in the city.
Of course, the control of Yuanli is OK. After all, warriors who have just entered the next level are very likely to break the balance of water and fire attributes in the shield, causing the shield to explode, but this little guy did it.
But he didn't know that Ye Feng did not use the Yuan power at all behind, so how could he break the internal Yuan power balance?
He reached out to the first shield and wiped it off. The middle-aged man removed the remaining energy in it. When he was about to announce his achievements, his face suddenly sank.
"Little guy, although you persisted for half an hour, but..."
"There are damage inside the first shield. It could have reached the third level score, but now it can only be reduced by one. Given that you are a disciple of the downtown and the shield is only slightly damaged, you will be exempted from compensation."
With a little regret in his eyes, the middle-aged man turned around and announced: "Ye Feng, rating is 4th grade!"
The old man in blue shirt tightened his face and couldn't help but speak from the side: "Host Song..."
"Feel sorry."
"Trial is a trial. His level can only be level 4, and he must start with a slaughter disciple."
The middle-aged man looked back at the old man in green clothes and said in a deep voice: "However, since he had just entered the next realm, he showed his outstanding ability to control Yuanli. Then... enter the Diyuan Sect."
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were immediately in an uproar.
"What a joke, the score is only level 4, how can you enter Diyuan Sect?"
"I seem to remember that the disciples who have passed the city comparison over the years should have a minimum of three levels."
"This is unfair... the three levels ahead can only go to Beijian Pavilion..."
The sound of ridicule came one after another, and those disciples who had not been able to enter the two sects of heaven and earth even showed disgust in their eyes, and strong jealousy was in their hearts.
Diyuan Sect is a fifth-grade sect. A slaughter disciple who swept the floor is more rare than those of the fourth-grade sects, and even the outer disciples. Countless people were trying to squeeze in.
"Silence, who dares to say more? I'll be exempted from the test!"
A little anger appeared on his face, and the middle-aged man snorted, and many warriors immediately shut up, but the sarcasm in his eyes did not diminish.
Turning back from the shock, Ye Feng smiled bitterly, shook his head, bowed lightly to the middle-aged man, turned around and left the square.
"The test continues, next one, Nian Chengze prepares..."
The eyes swept across everyone, and the middle-aged man walked to the second shield, trying to erase the remaining energy in it, but when the moment his palm was placed on the giant iron-gray shield, he was originally calm on his face,
A little surprise suddenly surged.
"How come there is no trace of Yuanli?"
"Did that boy really lift it up with his physical strength?"
His face changed suddenly and he quickly walked towards the third shield. At the place where he landed, he still could not sense the fluctuations of the Yuan power.
"Good boy, I have been hosting the test for so many years. This host...is the first time I saw someone who didn't use Yuanli and raised the iron shield with his physical strength. This... I missed it and gave him a score too low.
.”
With an incredible look in his eyes, the middle-aged man quickly turned his head and looked at the direction where Ye Feng left.
With the eighth level of the virtual realm, lifting three shields for more than half an hour is not a good achievement. However, if you can achieve this by relying solely on your physical strength, it is definitely rare in the world.
Not to mention the first level, even if you are directly admitted to Tianyuan Sect if you are above the first level, you can afford it.
Unfortunately, Ye Feng's figure had already disappeared at the corner at this time, and he could not call it back and re-level it.
Just...just be wrong.
...
Ye Feng naturally didn't know all this, but he left the test hall with a little regret. As soon as he stepped out, the old man in the green shirt in Wanshi Hall chased after him.
"Ahem, young people don't need to be discouraged. With Miss Tianlan's care, they can still make a fortune even if they join the ordinary fourth-grade sect, not to mention that Diyuan Sect is a real fifth-grade rank."
The old man in green clothes did not expect that the warrior whom Miss Tianlan specifically mentioned him would only get a level 4 score, and his face was a little embarrassed.
However, Chairman Song at least gave him some thin face and allowed him to enter the Diyuan Sect.
"It's gold that can shine anywhere. I can still bear this failure. Thank you for your comfort."
Ye Feng chuckled, eliminating the loss in his heart, then bowed to the old man, turned around and said goodbye and left.