Of course, after he finished the test, his eyes turned to Yang Ran, with a gloomy sneer and fierce provocation on his face, obviously showing off his achievements.

"It seems that this guy is not an embroiderer of pillows. He is really quite capable." Yang Ran was slightly surprised, but only a little. He was not in his eyes even though he was at the first level of the spiritual pulse realm.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can keep pretending, I'll show you your true colors later." Seeing the disdain in Yang Ran's expression from a distance, the sneer on Long Qingfeng's face became even stronger.

So, in each test, as time went by, more and more people took the test, with varying scores, but except for one or two unlucky ones, most people passed the test.

At this time, under the gaze of everyone, Lin Aotian finally calmly came to the test machine, placed his palms in the grooves, raised his head and said to Long Juncheng: "Master Long, I am not talented, I just did it yesterday.

Breakthrough to the fourth level of the spiritual vein realm."

As soon as Lin Aotian said these words, everyone in the hall was stunned and immediately burst into an uproar. Not only the people below, but also Long Juncheng and others looked at each other in surprise. At this age, they were fourth-level spiritual pulse realm warriors.

Looking at the entire Fallen Dragon Empire, there are only a handful of people with such talent.

He sighed lowly and turned his gaze to the screen. After the light flickered for a while, a huge "eight" slowly appeared.

"Eight points, congratulations... you passed the test." After taking a breath, Long Juncheng smiled and said: "And, so far, this is the best result."

"Thank you so much, Master Long." Lin Aotian said with a smile, then stood aside and glanced at Yang Ran who was standing at the back with a calm expression. There was hidden hostility in his eyes, but the latter was not interested in him.

This kind of gaze turned a blind eye and stood quietly, minding his own business.

With the climax caused by Lin Aotian, the subsequent tests were undoubtedly extremely dull. Those warriors at the first and second levels of the spiritual pulse realm had no way of swaying the hearts of Long Juncheng and others.

The dullness was not broken until Long Fulai appeared on the stage. This man with a hesitant look unexpectedly broke through to the fourth level of the spiritual vein realm.

However, Yang Ran felt that Long Fulai seemed a little absent-minded and did not try his best, so although the score he got was also eight points, it was a little worse than Lin Aotian.

"What are you worrying about, this guy? It's been a few months, and he still hasn't forgotten Gu Qianwu, right?" Seeing Long Fulai's melancholy and sadness, Yang Ran sighed inwardly.

After Long Fubai, there were several people with great strength who reached seven points, but none of them reached eight points. According to this situation, it seems that the person with the best score this time is none other than Lin Aotian.

Already.

As the testers passed by one by one, the place where twenty people originally stood gradually became empty. After a while, Yang Ran was finally left standing alone.

"Zhen Wushuang, it's your turn..." Seeing that Yang Ran seemed to be indifferent, Mr. Song on the side urged him helplessly.

Hearing the urging, Yang Ran glanced around, looked at Long Qingfeng who was looking at him with a sneer, then turned away, stopping at Lin Aotian, he smiled faintly, and then

He nodded towards the helpless Mr. Song, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

After striding up a few stairs, Yang Ran stopped next to the testing machine, and then slowly placed his palm into the groove of the machine.

"Little guy, please report your cultivation level first." Looking at Yang Ran who lowered his head and seemed to have no intention of speaking, Long Juncheng had no choice but to ask proactively.

"Cultivation level?" Yang Ran frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and planned to retaliate to the third level. After all, his true essence was too... too pure, making it easy for people to doubt, and then said calmly: "Mid-level spiritual pulse realm...

Fourth level of spiritual vein realm.”

silence.

The hall became deathly silent at this moment.

"Huh, stupid guy, do you really think that you can report such things casually?" Long Qingfeng was also choked by Yang Ran's words, and finally couldn't help but sneered. He didn't believe it.

A brat who is younger than himself can still reach the fourth level of spiritual pulse realm.

This stupid guy dared to lie in front of so many powerful people. He really didn't know the heights of the universe.

However, the sneer on Long Qingfeng's face had not completely faded away. At the next moment, he suddenly stiffened because, on the screen of the testing machine, a huge red "nine" slowly appeared.

.

"Nine points..."

Looking at the big red characters, at this moment, Long Juncheng looked at Yang Ran with a deeper meaning in his eyes.

silence.

There was deathly silence, and the originally lively hall fell into silence for an instant. The red number nine displayed on the test machine reflected on everyone's faces, reflecting a somewhat comical dullness.

Staring at the shining number in stunned silence, Mr. Song was helpless because of Yang Ran's lazy attitude, but now his heart was turned upside down. Nine! Does he know what nine means, even if it is an ordinary spiritual vein?

It is difficult for people at the fifth or sixth level to reach this number, but the fact that this little guy can reach it shows that he is not only at the fourth level of the spiritual vein realm, but the true energy in his body is also extremely pure. It can be said that no one can be invincible at the late stage of the spiritual vein realm.

hand!

Although Mr. Song had long known that this young man had great potential, it was more because of his superb medical skills.

But he didn't expect that his cultivation would be so abnormal.

A young man under the age of twenty has reached such a high level in both medical skills and cultivation. With such talent, he can be described as a monster!

"It seems that the master's vision is vicious. This guy really can't be seen with ordinary people's eyes." Looking at Yang Ran who still looked indifferent, Mr. Song thought to himself.

In the palace, after the silent atmosphere lasted for a long time, it finally relaxed. A series of eyes with awe, curiosity, jealousy, etc. were constantly cast on the thin back. Now, finally

No one dares to show contempt for this young man.

Mo Yuxi bit her red lips gently, and there was a hint of surprise on her usually calm face. She looked at Yang Ran, then at her sister who looked happy, and finally sighed in her heart: It seems that she just did it.

A correct decision. After all, for such a young man with amazing talent and the support of the Holy Sword Hall, his future is extremely bright.

"Oh, Yuxi, if Qian Wu was still here, he would definitely be no worse than this man." At this time, Elizabeth, who had been staring at Yang Ran, suddenly said.

Mo Yuxi was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of sadness flashed across her face. In the past few months, she had been sending people to the Meteor Dragon Academy to inquire, but she could not get any information. As time went by, the sadness in the two people's hearts gradually

Long Fuhua, who has a deep sense of love, has trouble sleeping day and night, and has changed from a sunny and cheerful man to a melancholic and taciturn person.

"But at a glance, this man's figure and height are somewhat similar to Qian Wu's. He even talks and acts the same way and doesn't care about other people's opinions." Elizabeth looked at Yang Ran and said a little crazy, "What if?

It would be great if Qian Wu is still here."

After hearing Elizabeth's unintentional words, Mo Yuxi's heart trembled. She suddenly looked at Yang Ran, her brows gradually furrowed, and there was a hint of doubt.

While Mo Yuxi was thinking secretly, Long Qingfeng's handsome face became a little uncertain. His eyes were fixed on the red "nine". Looking at his extremely gloomy expression, he seemed to be very suspicious of this.

Test the accuracy of the machine. Nine points, my God, this guy is actually two points higher than me.

This was a bit hard to accept for the arrogant Long Qingfeng, especially since that person was an enemy who had once insulted him.

And everyone in the palace, under the shock of this, had different expressions, which were quite exciting.

With a slight cough, Long Juncheng woke up everyone who was stunned. He looked at the plain-faced Yang Ran in front of him, then turned to look at Mr. Song aside, and said with a smile: "Song Wuduan, you have good vision.

It seems that your Holy Sword Hall results will be very good in this martial arts competition."

"This is beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that in just a few months, this little guy would break through several levels in succession and reach the fourth level of spiritual pulse realm. The speed of this advancement is really staggering."
Chapter completed!