Chapter 5: Level 28 Degeneration ()

It was late at night, and several teachers and staff who were responsible for managing the arena were confused. Ye Huan was the only one left in the huge venue, so he unceremoniously pried open the door and found a test room dedicated to testing the new human level.

The room is more than 20 meters wide, but is more than 200 meters long. There are many test tools distributed in the shape of a slender terrain. Corresponding to different grades of tests, Ye Huan knew that his body was not good, so he first came to the outside, representing the level of first-grade soul technician testing area for first-grade students.

"In the soul sect stage, we focus on the most basic physical fitness exercise, so there are three test standards: strength, agility, and speed!"

The test standards for the first-level soul guru were written on the wall. Ye Huan secretly remembered them in his heart, and then came a 50-meter-long run to the front. The basic speed requirement for the first-level soul guru is to run fifty meters in five seconds. On earth, this is the world champion level. However, the new era after the overall evolution of human beings is just a basic standard for getting started.

"Fifty meters, five seconds!"

Ye Huan took a deep breath, pressed the timer on the edge of the starting line, and then ran wildly.

Step, step, step, and stomp on the track with both feet. After Ye Huan sprinted at full speed for twenty or thirty meters, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head and his heart trembled violently. Especially the sprint of fifty meters should have been anaerobic exercise, without breathing, but his lungs were like two large lead blocks were stuffed into him, and he couldn't help but breathe heavily. Running in just a few dozen meters was even more tiring than a few thousand meters.

When he arrived at the finish line, he looked up and saw that the timer on the wall showed that the time was nine seconds eight!

omg!

Ye Huan knew that his health was poor, but he didn't expect that he was so bad that he could run seven or eight seconds in the 50-meter test of an ordinary high school student in his previous life?

But it doesn't matter. Ye Huan closed his eyes and slowly sensed the warm current behind him and the power of the wind wings.

The wind brings naturally speed!

Under his traction, the warm current slowly walked to every cell in his body. At this time, he had already walked back to the starting point he ran to, adjusted his breathing slightly, and slapped the timer with the help of the Wind Wings!

Brush the floor!

The speed increased significantly, and Ye Huan felt that the scenery in front of him changed and he rushed out suddenly.

Stepping... The pace of running was more than twice as fast as it was, and it was obvious that there was no need to breathe again. He was happy and knew that the Wind Wings had played a role and sprinted more quickly.

When he arrived at the finish line, he saw that the time on the timer was: four seconds seven, and he had reached the best level among the first-level soul wizards!

The power of glory is indeed useful!

Ye Huan clenched his fists excitedly, and then came to the test area of ​​strength and agility. The result was not expected. He could not even reach the level of an ordinary new human without using the Wind Wings. But after using the Wind Wings, his strength had steadily returned to the peak of a first-level soul savior!

However, Ye Huan couldn't laugh soon because his previous realm was a level three Yuan Soul Master, and one realm was divided into nine levels. He changed from a level three Yuan Soul Master to a level one soul master, but he degenerated into a level twenty-eight levels - how much attention can he make up for it!?

What's even more terrible is that after completing the test, Ye Huan was splashed with water, and his big sweat beads flowed down one by one, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. It seems that although his soul power level has recovered to a first-level soul savior, his physical fitness is too poor, and it is still unknown how much combat power he can exert!

And the most terrible thing is that at this time someone pushed open the door of the test room and walked in laughing and laughing, "Oh, Brother Huan is testing here? Come, let me see what level you have returned to. You have worked hard for more than two years, and at least you can reach the first grade level of the college?"

"Brother Billy, do you look down on Brother Huan too much? He is the Star of Donglin. He has only produced a great genius and a great hero in hundreds of years!" Another voice mocked: "After working hard for two years, he is at least in the first grade of high school!"

"Who said it? I think it's the first grade of junior high school!"

"Stop talking, stop talking, let's talk about it, haha, our great hero is going to regress to kindergarten!"

The one who came in was more than a dozen gangsters, the leader was Billy who was beaten by Ye Huan just now. The injuries on his face had not healed yet, and his bruised face was ridiculous, but he sneered confidently - just behind him, a 15 or 16-year-old black-haired boy was standing coldly, with a slender samurai sword on his back.

Why did he come?

Ye Huan just now asked Lu Xiu to escort Billy to the religious courtroom. He should have been abused by the priests at this time!

"What, Brother Huan is very strange, right?" Billy smiled proudly, "Do you think you can kill me by lying to call a quote and sending me to the courtroom? Hehe, I think beautifully, tell you, Principal Giggs is my uncle, and it's a fucking coincidence!" He nodded and bowed, asking the black-haired boy to walk to the leader's position, "Just during the trial, brother, I met this eldest master!"

As he said that, he smiled guiltily and said, "Master Oda, do you want me to introduce your identity?"

The boy raised his head coldly.

Billy seemed to have obtained the Immortal Yin imperial edict and said proudly: "Brother Huan, have you never seen it. This is Mr. Oda Qing who has been transferred from the school. His father, Mr. Oda, is one of the cardinal archbishops of the Holy See, and the deacon in the chamber of the Elders' House of Residents. Today, Mr. Oda stood here. Don't say I'll burn you a book of Dan Brother's quotes, even if you kill you, a crazy believer, no one dares to care!"

Ye Huan frowned. Things were obvious. Within more than half an hour of his test, Billy found a backer and came to seek revenge on himself!

"You, get out of here!"

Oda Kiyoshi was a Japanese man before the catastrophe. The Eastern Continental term, which was born in China, was very unstandard, but the meaning was very clear. He signaled Billy to get out, then pulled out the samurai sword behind him, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and bowed: "You, hero, fight with you, kill you, my, I am honored!"

This is what I meant to kill Ye Huan. After saying that, Oda Kiyo slowly pulled out the samurai sword behind him. Suddenly, a strange silver stream of light shone. The samurai sword was nearly two meters long, with an ancient pattern engraved with a hilt. The blade body was cold and clear, and there was a slender blood-like pattern.

"This sword is one of the five swords in the world, and the Three Sun Moon Sect is close to. A hero who dies under this sword will not be humiliated!"

The clogs under Oda Kiyoshi rubbed against the ground and approached step by step. Billy smiled with a grudge on the side of the villain, "Brother Huan, do you understand what Master Oda means? The knife in his hand was one of the five divine swords in Japan before the catastrophe. There were not many magical artifacts like this that could be preserved in the catastrophe in the entire East Continent!"

brush!
Chapter completed!