Soon, Ye Shengxiong's evaluation results came out.
"Pass...pass?!"
Ye Shengxiong was dumbfounded and could hardly believe his eyes.
The last line of the paper report in hand: "Potential Assessment: Passed."
This line of text means that he can only enter the lowest class in the academy!
Ye Shengxiong was silent for a long time, secretly suppressing the burning fire in his heart, raised his head and forced a smile: "Principal Lan, this...is this a mistake?"
Lan Mi placed his right hand on the side of his face, playing with a ball pen casually between his fingers. His beautiful, aqua-blue eyes glanced over: "Do you doubt my ability to calculate potential?"
"Of course not."
"Then do you have any questions?"
"there is none left......"
"That's enough. Let's go. Just report to the academy on the date above."
"yes......"
"..."
Ye Shengxiong walked out of the college gate with a gloomy face as if he wanted to eat someone.
All the followers who accompanied him remained silent, and no one dared to speak.
Walking to a deserted place, Ye Shengxiong angrily crushed the report sheet in his hand, then stepped on it under his feet.
How could there be only a "passing" assessment? !
He is the only human being in the entire Southern Territory who has the learning talent of an S-level immortal cultivator!
'It seems that it's because of my demonized mutant bloodline...'
Ye Shengxiong thought that this was definitely the only possibility.
Otherwise, with the learning talent of an S-level immortal cultivator, it would be impossible for him to only get a "passing" rating!
The condition Duke Wang En agreed to was only to allow him to enter the inner gate of the academy, but he did not promise which evaluation he would get or which class he would enter...
Ye Shengxiong gritted his teeth, thinking that this must be Duke Wang En's arrangement.
This nasty old fox!
"Principal, did Duke Wang En specifically tell you not to let Ye Shengxiong enter a class that is too good?"
In the office, the old man from the Mediterranean asked doubtfully.
Lan Mi's white fingers were still spinning the ball pen, and he said lazily: "Of course not, his talent is only at the level of passing the inner sect."
"ah?"
The wrinkled face of the old Mediterranean man showed a surprised look.
Logically speaking, Ye Shengxiong's learning ability in the immortal cultivation profession has reached 60 points, reaching the S-level standard. It should be very rare, right?
Although it is not as good as the SS-level talent of Xiao Yuxi, the Saint of the Moon Ning Palace.
But that’s not it, right?
"Do you think professional learning ability is everything?"
Lan Mi said lazily and boringly: "His bloodline talent is too ordinary. I have seen many immortal cultivators who have upgraded by absorbing the energy of the furnace. The Yuan Yin energy in Ye Shengxiong's body is so turbid. Obviously, he I don’t know how many cauldrons I have absorbed in one go. As a result, this cultivation method is still only at the first level of the earth realm, which is really not fast.
“Furthermore, I sense that his mental strength is also obviously traumatized, which will have a great impact on his future cultivation.
"If his mental power had not been traumatized, maybe he could still be rated as 'excellent' because of his demonized mutant bloodline, but now, giving him a 'pass' is pretty good."
The old man from the Mediterranean suddenly realized: "So that's it. Have you suffered any mental damage..."
Lan Mi smiled: "A lot of the neural tissue in his brain has been irreversibly damaged. Not only his mental strength, but also his intelligence may be affected. Moreover, it should have happened recently, and I don't know who did it. ,hehe......
"Okay, okay, stop telling me these boring things. This principal wants to take a serious look at the assessment of these lovely students of mine!"
...
Assessment room.
Ye Ge closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and meditated.
Meditation is the most basic cultivation ability for an extraordinary professional.
At the same time, extraordinary professionals can also restore their own MP value through meditation.
Although this first test only requires them to meditate for thirty minutes on the surface, they can pass it.
But Ye Ge knew that the assessment at the Zhan Zhan Academy would not be that simple.
"Buzz——"
A harsh sound suddenly sounded in my ears.
In the classroom, expressions of discomfort quickly appeared on the young faces of the students, and Ye Ge also frowned slightly.
This sound is obviously some kind of sound attribute spell. It has a strong influence and can disrupt the flow of soul power in the body of the extraordinary.
Many students could no longer hold on any longer, covered their ears and screamed in pain, ending their meditative state.
'I see, this round of assessment is to test the students' mental strength...'
In fact, Ye Ge never thought that he could pass the examination and enter the core inner gate of Zhan Zhan Academy.
But he also hopes to pass the assessment to see what his current abilities are.
Thirty minutes ended in the blink of an eye.
Out of a whole class, only five students made it to the end.
Yege and Gao Shenxue naturally passed the test easily, and their states did not change much until the end. It seemed that they were not affected by the sound spell at all.
Although the remaining three students passed, their faces, which were white and covered with cold sweat, showed that it was not easy for them to pass.
But what surprised Yege was that one of the students was Jiang Xiaoming.
"Congratulations to the five of you for passing the first round of assessment."
The instructor of the Yan tribe made a buzzing sound in his abdomen again and recorded the results on the lesson plan with a pen.
Then, Yege, Gao Shenxue, and the other three children were taken to another larger metal hall.
"Hey, Ye Ge!" Jiang Xiaoming followed Ye Ge and waved his fist confidently: "This time I will definitely be able to enter the inner gate of the college and become a core student of the college! Don't let me fail, otherwise I will If you want to find a rival in the future, you won’t have anywhere to look!”
Ye Ge looked indifferent: "Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I will definitely lose the election."
Jiang Xiaoming was stunned: "Did you deliberately lose the election because you were afraid of being defeated by me? That's not true, right?"
There were many children gathered in the hall, making a little noise. They should be students from each class in the ordinary class who passed the first round of assessment.
Not long after, a tall male teacher with a narrow red scar on his face walked out of a white metal door.
The children in the hall suddenly fell silent and gradually became quiet.
The male teacher's eyes were cold and he said in a fierce voice: "Students whose names are called, come in one by one and accept the assessment!"
