To be ranked among the top ten genius elites, the strength must reach that of a silver swordsman with a sword and a magic emperor with a star. Such a level distribution is beyond comparison for ordinary people. The strength has reached the level of Silver Sword Master and Magic Emperor, and has already entered the ranks of the strong, so the ten elite geniuses do have proud capital, and there are quite a few people who come to them, and even more people want to squeeze them out .
Finally, before the sun set, Zi Luo and Min Yanbin came to the reporting office.
"Lao, you go first."
"Yeah." Zi Luo stepped in front of Min Yanbin.
Seeing the middle-aged man in white robes bathed in the sun, Ziluo was indescribably dazzling, and immediately reminded her of the temple elder who killed the Ye family couple in order to snatch the holy lotus, the murderous aura suddenly emerged from her body, crazy He rushed towards the teacher at the registration office.
The teacher was startled, and immediately mobilized all his spiritual power to resist the sudden murderous aura. As a god-level powerhouse, Zi Luo's coercion is comparable to that of a magic saint.
"Pfft!" The middle-aged man spat out blood. He looked around in horror, and found that standing in front of him was only Zi Luo, who was a senior swordsman Strength), he shook his head, it couldn't be this little kid, he really didn't know which god he offended, with such a strong and substantial killing intent, he remembered that he had never offended anyone, how could anyone Kill him.
When everyone saw the teacher at the registration office spitting blood, they panicked. They could feel the murderous intent from a long distance away. What is going on? Why would someone choose to assassinate the teacher at the registration office at this time? Isn't it provoking Lingwu Academy
When the middle-aged man vomited blood, teachers from several other registration offices came to the middle-aged man in an instant, and an old man with a white beard walked out of it, "Mr. Ma, are you okay? Do you know who it is? Did you see it? "
"It's okay." The middle-aged man shook his head and replied very depressed. Whoever it was, everyone would be depressed. In front of so many students, he vomited blood and didn't see who did it.
"That's weird. You're a nice guy, and it's really weird that someone will attack you." A man in green robe said with a mocking smile.
"Huh..." The middle-aged man was even more depressed. It's not good to be seen by anyone, but this man and woman saw him. He was going to cry up to the sky.
Several teachers kept talking, as Min Yanbin who was the closest to Ziluo, he pulled down Ziluo's sleeve in time, if it wasn't for this, the middle-aged man would be decapitated by now.
Zi Luo couldn't hold it back at that time, she only saw a middle-aged man in a white robe who was very similar to the person who killed Ye Shi and his wife at that time, she didn't realize that this was the registration office of Lingwu Academy Instead of the gate of the Temple of Light, if Min Yanbin hadn't pulled her down, I really don't know what would have happened.
"Okay, everyone, take your seats. It's okay. This teacher Ma has a relapse of his old illness. Don't worry." The white-bearded old man explained. It is possible for the patient to vomit blood due to the relapse of the old disease, and he did not fight fiercely, but just sat on the chair and did the test, who is lying.
The middle-aged man Ma Chengde's mouth twitched, his eyes rolled wildly, and he almost couldn't catch his breath. You said you, you can't find any excuses, but this is it, alas, let out a long sigh.
"Luo, are you okay?" At this moment, Min Yanbin was also feeling uncomfortable. Although Ziluo's killing intent was all directed at Ma Chengde, there was still a trace of killing intent floating outward, but what he was most worried about now was Ziluo. Her killing intent is so strong, what is the reason for her killing intent.
"It's okay." Cong Huai took out a ginseng pill and let Min Yanbin take it.
Unexpectedly, when she was also impulsive, she knew that Ma Chengde was not the elder of the Temple of Light, but she still couldn't hold back her determination to kill him. She blamed him for having a dignified face and wearing white clothes similar to the Temple of Light. Robe, also because he aroused the deepest pain and the deepest hatred in her heart.
After stabilizing everyone's emotions, Ma Chengde also returned to his seat, saw Zi Luo who was still standing in front of him, and said viciously: "Name, age, sword master or magic master?"
"Zi Luo, ten years old, sword master." Ma Chengde replied in six words, short and powerful, shorter than what Ma Chengde said.
Ma Chengde glanced at her, this kid is very cold, "Pick up the sword over there, and swing it at that stone."
Zi Luo picked up the sword and slashed at the stone. The body of the sword was wrapped in pale red flames, and the five yellow swords appeared under him. "Bang!" Zi Luo only drew a sword mark on the stone, and Ma Chengde Glancing at her again, this kid is quite capable. The threshold of Lingwu Academy is a senior sword master of one sword and a magic king of one star. Unexpectedly, this ten-year-old child has the cultivation base of a senior sword master of five swords.
"Pass, wait over there first, and a teacher will come to take you to another place, the next one." Ma Chengde said without any expression. Because it still can't arouse his interest.
Zi Luo backed away with a cold face, walked to the side, and waited for Min Yanbin.
Ma Chengde mechanically repeated "Name, age, sword master or magic master?" Min Yanbin and Zi Luo replied without any expression: "Min Yanbin, sixteen, sword master."
Ma Chengde was really defeated by them. He has seen cold ones but never seen such cold ones. Others try their best to ask a lot of questions. If you don’t ask him, they will tell you about the eighteen generations of their ancestors, just because It is such an honor to be able to talk with the teachers of Lingwu Academy. Even if you are not selected, you will still feel complacent because you have talked with the teachers of Lingwu Academy.
"Pick up the sword over there, and swing it at that stone." Ma Chengde had no choice but to repeat this sentence. Every time it came to recruiting students, these two sentences would be repeated tens of thousands of times.
Min Yanbin picked up the sword and swung it at the boulder, only to hear a "click", the stone shattered piece by piece and spilled all over the ground, all the people present were stunned. The students who signed up once again made a loud noise.
God, what did they see? The test stone was actually injured by the sword energy, and it even cracked. stone
(end of this chapter)