"Ye Tian, go up and give it a try!"
"Great Flame Sword King, your talent is extraordinary, we are all looking forward to it!"
"Ye Tian, there are not many opportunities to test your talent. If you miss this opportunity, there may not be another time."
…
Everyone booed together.
This scene caused the white-haired old man on the round platform to look over curiously. He looked at Ye Tian, nodded and said: "At such an age, someone with such strength must have good talent. Little guy, come up and give it a try. Bar!"
Everyone was suddenly surprised and tried to get the white-haired old man to pay attention to a certain person, but it never happened.
In fact, in the past years, this white-haired old man has always just announced the test rules, and then said mechanically, "Unqualified!" ', 'Unqualified! '…
But today, the white-haired old man not only smiled frequently, but also treated Ye Tian in a special way, which made people surprised.
Not far away, the king took a deep look at Ye Tian, and for the first time, a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
Wu Feng, Zhao Wu, and Gongsun Xuanxuan also stared. They all knew that this white-haired old man was a powerful person in ancient times. If such a person valued Ye Tian, then it means that Ye Tian's talent is indeed extraordinary.
For a moment, everyone in the venue gradually fell silent, and they all looked at Ye Tian expectantly.
Ye Tian originally wanted to go up and test it. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smile slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Ye Tian, senior, you are polite."
After saying that, Ye Tian bowed and then climbed onto the round platform.
The white-haired old man looked at Ye Tian with interest, and said with some curiosity: "Ye Tian? I feel a familiar aura on you. It should be spread to the junior who was called the Blood Demon Sword Lord, that The junior’s talent originally reached level seven, but it’s a pity that he was too proud and refused the opportunity to become a registered disciple of Jiuxiao Temple.”
"The Blood Demon Sword Lord is the master of this junior generation!" Ye Tian heard the words and said through a message.
There are too many people here, and Ye Tian doesn't want to expose the news that the Blood Demon Sword Lord is his master so quickly, otherwise it will only cause unnecessary trouble.
"oh!"
After hearing Ye Tian's message, the white-haired old man took a deep look at him and asked with some surprise: "Is this kid still in the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai? What level has he reached now?"
Seeing Ye Tian transmitting a message, he also transmitted a message.
"I would like to inform you, senior, that I received Master's inheritance by accident. In fact, I have never seen his true form. Master has already left the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai and has never come back. However, he has now reached the realm of Martial Saint. Yes." Ye Tian said respectfully.
The people below saw the lips of Ye Tian and the white-haired old man moving, but no sound came out. Even a fool could guess that they were communicating with each other.
Suddenly, everyone was petrified and stunned.
Even the Four Great Kings and the Five Great Prodigies are the same.
You must know that for so many years, no one except Ye Tian has the qualifications to communicate with this white-haired old man, and no one else has the qualifications to say a word.
Among the crowd, the king looked at Ye Tian with more and more solemn eyes.
The same goes for Zhao Wu, Gongsun Xuanxuan, and Wu Feng.
"Martial Saint? It's only been a few thousand years. It's really amazing. With his talent, I originally guessed that he had reached the peak of the Martial Lord realm. I didn't expect that he could go one step further and become a Martial Saint. Such a cultivation Because, even in ancient times, he was a strong man." The white-haired old man's face was filled with emotion.
Then, the white-haired old man looked at Ye Tian and said with a smile: "I see that you are young, but your cultivation is not weaker than that of the original Blood Demon Sword Lord. I'm afraid your talent is not weaker than his. Let's give it a try."
This sentence was not transmitted by the white-haired old man, but everyone heard it.
"I will obey the order of my senior!" After Ye Tian heard this, he slowly placed his palm on the crystal ball, and a blazing white light gradually erupted from the crystal ball.
Ye Tian was a little happy. He had watched the test for so long and compared it carefully. The more intense the light was, the higher the talent was.
But Ye Tian didn't notice the disappointed look on the white-haired old man's face.
"Talent level five, unqualified!" The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed.
"Uh..." Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, his face full of astonishment, and the smile on his face was frozen.
Wow!
The crowd below was also surprised, and everyone's expressions were full of doubts.
Ye Tian's strength was gained through battle after battle. At his age, to have such strength, his talent is definitely the best among the young generation.
However, the testing standards for crystal balls have been verified countless times, and as treasures left over from ancient times, they are naturally infallible.
Therefore, everyone was a little surprised when they heard that Ye Tian's talent was only level five.
Level five, although it is very high, is the same as the test results of the five geniuses, but you must know that Ye Tian's achievements far exceed those of the five geniuses!
With this result, not only the white-haired old man was disappointed, but everyone was also disappointed.
Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said nonchalantly: "Level 5 talent? Hmm, not bad." After that, he bowed and walked towards the bottom of the round platform.
A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he nodded with a smile: "Yes, sometimes talent can't determine anything. The stupid bird flies first, and God rewards hard work. Talent can sometimes be created by one's own hands."
Ye Tian nodded when he heard the words. He also thought clearly about his talent at this time. He didn't have any special bloodline, but his martial spirit reached blue.
Such test results are nothing.
Ye Tian knew that his strongest talent was swallowing martial souls, and there were various opportunities. A temporary test was nothing.
In the end, it still depends on strength.
After thinking about it, Ye Tian felt relaxed and stood with Mu Bingxue with a smile on his face, and there was no more knots in his heart.
Not far away, the king withdrew his gaze, and the look in his eyes was not as solemn as before.
Gongsun Xuanxuan and Wufeng's expressions did not change, because Ye Tian's talent was not much different from theirs, and Ye Tian's strength still made them feel afraid.
"Hmph!" Zhao Wu snorted coldly, but felt relieved in his heart. Previously, he was worried about how talented Ye Tian was when he saw the white-haired old man chatting with Ye Tian so happily, but now he is relieved.
"It's nothing more than that!"
Zhao Wu sneered in his heart. Although Ye Tian's talent was similar to his, he was confident that he would always be better than Ye Tian.
The crowd around them gradually calmed down after a period of disappointment.
As the white-haired old man said, sometimes talent is nothing, and strength is the foundation of everything. In their hearts, the Great Flame Sword King is a strong young man whose strength is comparable to that of the four kings.
"Brother Ye!" Mu Bingxue looked at Ye Tian gently.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. Besides, my talent is not bad, but it's just not as good as the king." Ye Tian squeezed Mu Bingxue's little hand and said with a smile.
"Well, in my heart, Brother Ye has the most powerful talent!" When Mu Bingxue saw this, she immediately knew that Ye Tian had no knot in her heart, and she was very happy and said with a smile.
"Hehe, that's not necessarily true. Maybe Xue'er's talent is even greater than mine." Hearing this, Ye Tian's heart moved and he winked at Mu Bingxue.
"Me? How is that possible!" Mu Bingxue pointed at herself in astonishment.
"How will you know if you don't try it?" Ye Tian laughed, stretched out his hand, and motioned for Mu Bingxue to go up and test it.
As the focus of everyone's attention, everyone turned their attention to the originally inconspicuous Mu Bingxue when they saw Ye Tian like this.
"What a beautiful fairy!"
"This woman has an extraordinary relationship with the Great Flame Sword King. I don't know how strong she is!"
"It's strange that I can't see through her realm!"
…
Some people immediately started talking.
Under the attention of so many people, Mu Bingxue was not as calm as Ye Tian. She looked a little shy, bit her lip slightly, and then moved up the steps with a gentle step.
On the round platform, no one noticed the white-haired old man's eyes, which were always staring at Mu Bingxue. Those deep eyes were a little bright at this moment.
Da da da…
Mu Bingxue finally came to the round platform under the gaze of everyone.
"Senior!" Mu Bingxue bowed to the white-haired old man.
"Well, not bad!" The white-haired old man nodded, with a smile on his face, even a little enthusiastic.
"Um?"
Many people were suddenly surprised and doubtful.
Ye Tian was able to get the appreciation of the white-haired old man, but everyone didn't think so. After all, Ye Tian's strength was there. But who is Mu Bingxue? No one knew Mu Bingxue before, and he had no reputation at all!
However, there are exceptions, such as Ye Tian and Zhu Hongming.
Ye Tian knew that Mu Bingxue had changed a lot and that his talent might be extraordinary. However, Zhu Hongming had fought with Mu Bingxue and had personal experience, so he did not dare to underestimate Mu Bingxue.
"Little girl, what's your name?" The white-haired old man didn't care about everyone's expressions and greeted Mu Bingxue enthusiastically.
Mu Bingxue was very shy. Although she was a great genius in the Xuanwu Armor of Great Yan Kingdom, but looking at the young generation of the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, she was nothing.
Even now, Mu Bingxue is still not as good as the five geniuses, let alone Ye Tian.
"Junior... Junior Mu Bingxue, I have met senior!" Mu Bingxue whispered.
"Bingxue? It is indeed very suitable for you. Put your palm on it." The white-haired old man smiled and picked up the crystal ball and handed it to Mu Bingxue himself.
What a privilege!
Everyone below was stunned.
The four kings all stared at Mu Bingxue on the round platform with solemn expressions on their faces.
Compared with Ye Tian just now, the white-haired old man was even more enthusiastic towards Mu Bingxue. He was almost treated as a special person. He actually handed the crystal ball to Mu Bingxue in person. This had never happened before.
Mu Bingxue was also a little flattered. She looked at Ye Tian below. After receiving Ye Tian's encouraging eyes, she raised her jade arm and slowly placed her palm on the crystal ball.
"boom!"
Just then—
A blazing golden light suddenly erupted from the crystal ball. The intense brilliance was like a sun, piercing the eyes of everyone below.
On the round platform, the white-haired old man looked at this scene with excitement, and laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Our Jiuxiao Palace has finally found a successor, and I am not alone!"