Ji Tianming seemed to understand, but as long as his mother said it, he would listen.
"Mother, although I don't understand it now, I think I will definitely understand it in the future. I will listen to mother."
The team moved slowly, and Ji Mingyao began to observe the children who were being tested.
To ensure fairness, the tests are conducted in public.
Five two-meter-high test stones stand in the square. As long as the child punches with all his strength, the color corresponding to the strength will appear.
White is unqualified, cyan is warrior realm, red is martial master realm, and golden is martial king realm.
Most of the children in the previous test were white, some of them were cyan, and as for red, there was only one.
Red light, junior martial artist realm.
Judging from his appearance and clothing, he is not a child raised by a wealthy family, and that can only be explained by one thing.
This kid has great talent, maybe even better than Ji Tianming.
After all, Ji Tianming's current strength is inseparable from the elixirs he has taken over the years.
Such a talented child will have a bright future if he meets a good teacher.
Ji Mingyao looked at Gongsun Jin on the high platform and saw Gongsun Jin staring at the child gloomily, and knew that the child would probably not be happy in the future, and might even die suddenly.
She quietly said to Ji Tianming: "Tianming, if there is a chance, you must live in harmony with that martial artist kid, do you understand?"
Ji Tianming frowned slightly and looked at the children standing aside registering for school.
He has a shaved head, and his eyebrows are pretty, but dark.
He was unhappy and said with a tantrum: "Why should I be good friends with him? Mom, do you like him and want to recognize him as your son?"
"You brat, I'll give you a few days to be good-tempered, but you're going to rebel."
A violent shock hit Ji Tianming on the head.
Ji Mingyao hit the child smoothly without any worry about hurting the child.
Ji Tianming was beaten and felt aggrieved. He turned his head away and refused to look at her.
She teased: "You are so young, how can you be so jealous and have no heart at all? I am sure you will follow your cheap father."
"Multiple friends, multiple outlets. That child is extremely talented. If he grows up, he will never be worse than you. Do you want to have multiple powerful enemies to torment you in the future?"
After listening to Ji Mingyao's explanation, Ji Tianming understood, but he was still a little angry.
My mother actually beat me for an outsider!
Feeling wronged and unhappy.
Ji Tianming:(￣へ￣).Humph!
Ji Mingyao looked at his little temper and refused to coax him, just to see how long he could hold it in.
Ji Tianming, who was left hanging, kept peeking at her, and was a little anxious when he saw that she had no intention of coaxing him.
Soon it was Ji Tianming's turn to take the stage to test.
He stood in the audience, squirming. Ji Mingyao said nothing and looked at him with a smile.
After dilly-dallying for a while, Ji Tianming couldn't help it anymore.
He lowered his little head and said in a muffled voice, "Mom, I'm going to go on stage."
Seeing him asking for comfort, Ji Mingyao smiled and touched his head.
"Go ahead, I believe our Tianming must be the most handsome kid in the whole show! Come on, Mom is optimistic about you!"
Ji Tianming raised his head with bright eyes, looking away from his previous pitiful appearance.
His mother gave him encouragement, how could he not perform well!
He walked up to the test stone with his head held high, mobilized all his strength, stood firm on his horse, clenched his fists, and tightened his energy.
When everyone saw Ji Tianming's posture, they saw that he had solid basic skills.
Coupled with the fact that his aura was not weak, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him.
Ji Tianming gathered his strength until he felt it was the limit, and his eyes flashed!
The wind of the fist is like an arrow, flying out.
Just as he was about to hit the test stone to get his results, an old man suddenly appeared and stood in front of the test stone, breaking up the punch.