The middle-aged teacher and Feng Weitian returned to the crowd one after another.
At this time, everyone had just woken up from the long shock.
"This secret room seems to belong to Mu Yu."
"No wonder he was directly accepted as a sword hall student by Elder Qiu. I was not convinced before and thought he was a well-connected person. I didn't expect that he really has the strength that we can look up to."
At this time, all the students were in admiration for Mu Yu, looking at Mu Yu with eyes filled with admiration.
"A bunch of brainless people really thought he got 120 points based on his strength. If it weren't for the fact that the difficulty of the secret room dropped tenfold, he would be a guy with single-digit potential at best."
"I'll go to that secret room later and score 200 points. 300 points will blind you!"
Feng Weitian looked at the group of students who admired Mu Yu with a disdainful sneer in his heart.
At this time, the middle-aged teacher announced again: "The students in the second batch of potential tests include Han Shushu, Xu Xu, Feng Weitian..."
Under the control of the middle-aged teacher, Feng Weitian was successfully assigned to Mu Yu's secret room.
"When I come out, my light will shine on the entire Northwest Spiritual Academy, and I will become a being that all of you will look up to, hahahaha..."
Feng Weitian stood outside the door of the secret room, the excitement in his heart completely uncontrollable.
"Creak!"
Feng Weitian pushed hard, and the door to the secret room was opened.
It was pitch dark inside and nothing could be seen clearly.
Feng Weitian was not afraid, held out his chest, and walked in swaggeringly.
"Bang!"
The door to the secret room closed automatically, and the lights suddenly turned on.
Immediately afterwards, with a whooshing sound, ten projections suddenly appeared all around, surrounding Feng Weitian with an encirclement force.
What!
Ten projections
Feng Weitian, who originally had a proud face, saw ten projections, his pupils suddenly shrank into needles, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
However, he immediately remembered that the difficulty of this secret room had been reduced ten times. The tension in his heart immediately disappeared, and his face was suddenly filled with contempt.
These ten projections were definitely vulnerable to a single blow. They were like ants in front of him. He only needed one finger to poke them all out.
Thinking of this, Feng Weitian stood with his hands behind his back, not even bothering to take action first.
He stretched out a finger, pointed at the ten projections in front of him, and said disdainfully: "I smell the breath of weakness from you."
Then he hooked his fingers slightly, put on a provocative posture, and said: "You all come together, I will let you see what the power of the strong is."
Rumble…
The projections seemed to understand Feng Weitian's words.
As soon as he finished speaking, ten extremely terrifying forces suddenly emanated from the ten projections, with an unstoppable momentum, hitting the unsuspecting Feng Weitian like thunder.
"Haha, I didn't expect you, as projections, to know how to bluff!"
"But what's the use? It's just some tricks that don't work. Watch me neutralize all ten of your attacks with one finger."
Until this moment, Feng Weitian was still extremely arrogant and could not wake up.
He raised a finger and moved forward casually.
When his fingers were less than three inches away from these ten attacks, Feng Weitian suddenly felt the extremely heart-pounding power contained in these ten attacks.
This power was enough to shatter his body into pieces.