The sun slowly rose, and the bright sunshine shone in Xueyue City, and a busy day began.
In Xueyue City's martial arts academy, there are many students preparing for the annual strength test.
The examination room was filled with the sounds of students chatting. There was a round altar in the examination room. There was a huge cube stone suspended on the round altar. There were many cracks on the stone.
"Quiet!" The examiner stood on the round altar and made a strong voice, and the students below gradually became quiet.
"The assessment begins now!"
"The first one, Qinling Mountains"
Qin Ling walked up slowly and put his hand on the stone. The cracks on the stone looked like they were filled with light blue liquid. There are a few words floating in the air: Qi Condensation Level · Beginner Level
"Not bad, next Wang Shan" the examiner praised
On the Lingwu Continent, there are many realms: eleven realms: Condensing Qi, Refining Qi, Martial Body, True Qi, Golden Pill, Nascent Soul, Divine Consciousness, Distraction, Transcending Tribulation, and Mahayana. Each realm is divided into There are nine small realms, but before practicing, you must go through the three small realms of transcendence, foundation building, and marrow cleansing before you can start the real path of cultivation.
One realm and one heaven. The higher the realm, the more obvious the difference in strength.
It has been a while since the assessment started. Everyone is at the first level, and only a few are only at the second level.
"Next, Lin Fan"
"Lin Fan, you are so handsome!" "Lin Fan, I love you!"...Now the assessment venue was filled with voices praising Lin Fan, but Lin Fan seemed not to have heard it and walked up with a face like a piece of wood. Go to the stone.
"I really want such a fangirl to worship me."
"Brother, don't think about it. Lin Fan is not only handsome and talented, but he is also one of the four most talented people in our college."
"You, it's better to take a shower and go to bed."
…
Lin Fan put his hand on the stone, and suddenly there was no sound in the examination room. Everyone was looking forward to Lin Fan's cultivation.
"Wow!" The same voice sounded instantly in the examination room.
It is written in the air: Fourth level of Qi Condensation·Intermediate level
"In just a few years, Lin Fan's cultivation has become so abnormal."
"Yes, let's cheat!"
"Is this genius?"
…
But Lin Fan ignored these compliments and walked on with a blank face.
"Next, Xia Lingxue"
Xia Lingxue has long, shiny black hair, a beautiful face, and a perfect figure. People give her the nickname Ice Beauty
When Xia Lingxue walked to the testing site, it was like the air was frozen. When people saw Xia Lingxue's beauty, they forgot what they were doing. There was no praise, everyone just admired Xia Lingxue's beauty. When they came to their senses, she had already finished the test.
Everyone looked at the words in the air: Third Level of Qi Condensation·Elementary Level, both the strength and beauty left everyone in awe.
"Next, Yi Zifeng"
"Breathe--breathe--" Yi Zifeng took a deep breath and walked up slowly.
When Yi Zifeng slowly walked up, he could see many people whispering. They were saying, "Look, Yi Haoren is here" and "I really look forward to Yi Haoren's results this year..."
Yi Zifeng's nickname in the academy: Yi Haoren. The so-called Yi Haoren means that he is at the bottom every time in terms of culture and strength, so he sacrifices himself every time to prevent others from being at the bottom.
Yi Zifeng came to the stone and took a deep breath. After taking a deep breath, Yi Zifeng put his hand on the stone. There was no reaction for a long time.
"Hahaha, it's true again"
"Hahaha, give me the money quickly, I won the bet"
"I'm afraid Yi Hao has never even had marrow cleansing, hahaha."
…
The examination room was full of ridiculing remarks about Yi Zifeng, and he walked down expressionlessly, because he had heard such words too many times and was numb, without feeling anything.
"Next, Shen Xiu"
Yi Zifeng walked down to the testing area and saw Shen Xiu, "Thank you, Hao Yi, I really don't know how you dare to be at the bottom every year. Are you really crazy or fake..."
"Hahaha!" Shen Xiu's words made everyone around laugh.
But Yi Zifeng continued walking as if he didn't hear him. Shen Xiu was very unhappy with Yi Zifeng's indifferent attitude. "You are a waste. I am a perfect person. Not only do I have a strong background, but I am also engaged to Xia Lingxue." Shen Xiu pointed at Yi Zifeng. Zifeng's chest said, "And you - you are just a - loser!"
Yi Zifeng ignored his words and continued walking, "Boss Shen, don't be like this loser. You will lose your identity."
"Yes"
…
"Hurry up and get tested." The examiner began to urge Shen Xiu.
"I know," Shen Xiu said embarrassedly. Shen Xiu looked at Yi Zifeng's back and was very angry, "You will suffer it in the future."
After the test, all students resumed their original courses. Yi Zifeng sat alone in a corner of the classroom without a deskmate. No one was willing to be with the famous trash of the college.
Yi Zifeng began to look outside in a daze, thinking about who he was? Why are you in the world? …
Yi Zifeng has been here, working as a servant in Xia Lingxue's family since he was eight years old. Twelve years have passed.
He had no recollection of his memories before he was eight years old. It seemed that his parents owed Xia Lingxue and her family a huge debt. When they were escaping from the debt, their parents both jumped off a cliff, so Yi Zifeng had to work as a servant for fifty years in order to pay off the debt. Talent works.
After losing his memory, Yi Zifeng only remembered his name and an uglier medal in his bag. The very ugly medal Yi Zifeng only remembered was very precious, but he could not remember anything else.
"Yi Zifeng, please answer this question." The instructor's words brought Yi Zifeng back.
Yi Zifeng stood up and said "no" expressionlessly.
The instructor walked up to Yi Zifeng and slapped Yi Zifeng, "Are my classes boring? You still confidently said no..."
Some of the students below began to chuckle.
In fact, as long as Yi Zifeng says no, no matter which instructor will slap him, it will be fine if others say "no". In other words, Yi Zifeng is everyone's punching bag.
After Yi Zifeng was slapped, his face was still expressionless. He felt as if he had been born without emotions or expressions, but he felt that he had no interest in expressing emotions in front of them.
Instructor Shen Qing saw that Yi Zifeng was still expressionless, and he was relieved: "Forget it, you are a piece of trash, I don't need to care about you anymore."
"Practice is generally divided into eleven realms, and each realm is divided into nine smaller realms. However, everyone's talent is limited, especially civilians. If they can reach the martial body and true energy, they are already very good. So don’t fly up a branch and be a phoenix." Instructor Shen Qing said calmly
What Shen Qing said made many people in the audience angry. Her words actually told us not to daydream. We civilians are a group of people who spend our lives wandering in the realm of the weak.
Shen Xiu felt very proud after hearing her aunt's words.
"Xia Lingxue and Shen Xiu are both very rare geniuses. Once they get married, our Shen family may become the first of the four major families," Shen Qing thought.
"Of course, if he can reach the third level of Qi Condensation, he will already be burning incense."
When everyone heard Shen Qing's words, they knew it was him. Yi Zifeng, who was absent all year round and was a famous loser in the class, instantly felt that he was already very good.
