Ye Meixiang and Yunzheng controlled the same holy beast, but the time it took Ye Meixiang to control the beast was much longer than that of Yunzheng.
And Dongfang Jingyu was the disciple who attracted the most attention in the beast control test. Unsurprisingly, he chose the mid-stage holy beast.
In about half an hour, he had succeeded.
Therefore, in this beast control test, Dongfang Jingyu came first.
Yunzheng ranked second.
Ye Meixiang is third.
All the freshmen returned to the freshmen waiting area, waiting for Elder Mu's speech.
Elder Mu looked around and said: "Now that the test results of the five sects have come out, disciples who failed to get the top three in each sect should not be discouraged. The top-ranked disciples can have the right to actively choose a branch for further study!"
"The top ranked disciples will be announced on the crystal screen of Pei Terrace later."
"Disciples who are not on the screen, please wait for notification in the next two days. We will try our best to assign you to a branch according to your wishes."
"We will also take into account your performance in the six months since you were admitted to the hospital. Disciples who have performed poorly or have very poor grades should be mentally prepared."
Elder Mu spoke a lot at once, and finally his eyes swept over the Fengyun Team in the corner of the freshmen waiting area without leaving any trace.
Then, he withdrew his gaze.
Elder Mu raised his hand, and suddenly there was a piece of kraft paper in his hand. He glanced down, and then said in a deep voice: "Now, those whose names are read, come out."
"Feng Xinglan, Mo Jing, Yunzheng, Yan Chen, Dongfang Jingyu, Ye Meixiang, Nangong Junze, Yu Qiu, Zhongli Wuyuan, Jing Zhan, Lou Chuyue, Nangong Qingqing..."
Elder Mu read out a string of names.
Maybe someone discovered that some of the people who had the idea of Muchang did not get the top three, which immediately aroused dissatisfied discussions.
Suddenly, the scene became restless.
At this time——
A strong pressure suppressed everyone, and then they saw Dean Song Ji and the five vice-deans standing up.
Song Ji's face was serious and his voice exuded a touch of coercion.
"The five vice-presidents independently choose their favorite disciples. What dissatisfaction do you have?"
The old students didn't dare to speak. After all, they had experienced this kind of scene before, so they just watched quietly.
The freshmen choked, their youthful faces filled with resentment.
"Since the five vice-presidents all have their favorite apprentice candidates? Why do we still need to hold this freshman competition?"
"That's right! We are not here to foil you!"
"..."
The freshmen were chatting with each other. Song Ji and the five vice-presidents all looked indifferent and were not affected at all.
Seeing this, the old students couldn't help but shook their heads, secretly complaining in their hearts, if you were more talented and stronger than them, why would you be standing in the audience instead of on the stage now?
After the aggrieved freshmen chatted and said they were tired, they found that the surroundings were very quiet, and there was an inexplicable solemn atmosphere, which made their hearts skip a beat.
It's over.
How dare they confront the dean!
Could it be that they all have to wear small shoes?!
If the dean is not happy, what should he do if he expels them from the Holy Court? They worked so hard to get into the Holy Court...
Thinking this way, the freshmen felt uneasy.
They all looked at the dean and the five vice-deans above with a guilty conscience.
"Finished?" Song Ji raised his eyelids and said calmly.
None of the freshmen dared to answer the call.
"If you are dissatisfied and feel that you can also have the opportunity to become the apprentice of several vice-deans, you can challenge anyone on the stage. Only you can defeat them. If nothing else, this dean guarantees that you will be whoever you want to be.
It can be the apprentice of a vice-president!"
Song Ji raised his finger and pointed at the people standing on the ring, and said in a deep voice.
As soon as these words came out, the freshmen were overjoyed, but when they saw Feng Xinglan and others on the stage, their smiles fell.
Nangong Junze...
Jing Zhan......
Zhongli Wuyuan...
Nangong Qingqing...
And Mu Yin, the little boy who seems to be the best to bully!
Mu Yin's strength is at the third level of Lingzong. He is the youngest and the weakest.
The freshmen's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but focus on Mu Yin.
If you can defeat him, you will have the opportunity to become the deputy dean's apprentice!
Yunzheng saw that the freshmen's eyes were all on Mu Yin, and her eyes darkened slightly. She knew clearly that they wanted to pick the weaklings!
as expected--
"I want to challenge Mu Yin's force!"
The man with bruises and purples on his face spoke, and he jumped onto the ring, his eyes aggressively swept over Yunzheng, and then fixed on Mu Yin.
Yunzheng's gaze paused.
It’s Dongfang Jingchong!
He changed into another set of clothes, and he still looked like a human being, but only if you ignored the bruises on his face.
"It's actually Dongfang Jingchong!"
The old students in the audience exploded. As soon as they saw him, they remembered his tragic defeat at the hands of Yunzheng.
"I thought he would remain in a coma until the end, but I didn't expect him to come out again!"
"Sigh... If he hadn't faced off against Yunzheng's pervert in the first test, he might have performed very well in the second force test!"
"Dongfang Jingchong has a cultivation level of the sixth level of the Ling Sect, while the pony-tailed boy seems to only have a cultivation level of the third level of the Ling Sect. It's already clear who will win!"
Someone suddenly thought of something and asked: "Dongfang Jingchong was beaten so badly by Yunzheng just now, and the pony-tailed boy is so familiar with Yunzheng in the same team, will Dongfang Jingchong wait for an opportunity to retaliate?"
"Of course I will! Dongfang Jing will retaliate if he comes to you!"
"Now that ponytail boy is in trouble!"
"..."
Seeing this, Nan Batian frowned.
He couldn't help but send a message to Song Ji and asked: "Dean, how can we compete now? Mu Yin is the person I like, and now he is facing Dongfang Jingchong, who is three levels higher than him..."
"I'm afraid I have to deal with it."
Song Ji: "Don't worry, don't be anxious."
When Nan Batian heard this, he glared at Song Ji angrily.
rest assured?
Don't worry?
Can you rest assured? There is a huge gap in cultivation between the two, and the outcome has been foreseen.
Nan Batian glanced at Mu Yin worriedly and sighed inwardly, Mu Yin just suffered a loss in terms of experience and age.
If he is trained for a few more years and is the same age as Dongfang Jingchong, he will definitely be able to defeat Dongfang Jingchong!
Song Ji lowered his eyes and looked at Dongfang Jingchong on the ring, with a serious face: "Are you sure you want to challenge Mu Yin?"
Hearing this, Dongfang Jingchong raised his hands in salute and nodded.
"Disciple is sure."
"Okay." Song Ji nodded, then looked at Elder Mu and asked him to arrange the start and end of the challenge.
now--
Dongfang Jingchong smiled provocatively at Yunzheng, his eyes seemed to say, "I will teach Mu Yin a lesson." A killing intent emerged in Dongfang Jingchong's eyes.
Yunzheng's expression turned cold.
She ignored his provocation and instead turned to look at Mu Yin who looked nervous.
Mu Yin raised his eyes, a look of hesitation flashed across his handsome and fair face. He carefully asked Yunzheng: "Azheng, can I do it?"