Chapter 17: Wind and Thunder
"Don't make a noise!"
Elder Yuan in front of Xu Ling frowned and shouted, not at all polite to these strictly selected geniuses.
Under the majesty of Elder Yuan, the children had to suppress their excitement one after another.
"You go and line up, when the time comes, after testing the talent, it's time to choose the sect. ”
Elder Yuan meaningfully mentioned the later sect choices.
Xu Ling didn't think so much, nodded, and walked to the back of the long dragon-like line.
"Brother Xu Ling, you are really admirable, do you know that everyone now calls you an undefeated myth?" As soon as he approached, a man in front of him couldn't wait to say to Xu Ling.
"Well, it's just a heavy Lingwu under it, so I can't afford it......"
Xu Ling couldn't accept the man's enthusiasm, and secretly opened up half a step away.
"What do you mean by not being able to afford it, you don't know that the battle between you and Ji Changsheng at that time saw all of us boiling with blood, really fucking like a man!"
"What you said at the time really shocked me, as long as you don't die in the battle, you won't be allowed to lose!"
The corners of Xu Ling's mouth twitched a little speechless, he really didn't expect Ji Changsheng to make a death move, in the face of life and death, a victory in a game is nothing.
And he insisted on it at that time because he did still have "spare strength", Xu Ling felt that the realm was faintly loosening when he was fighting Zhao Xingtian, and it was not an accident to break through to the Lingwu realm in the battle with Ji Changsheng.
After chatting and farting with the man for a while, the deacon in front suddenly reported a name familiar to Xu Ling, Zhao Xingtian.
Xu Ling suddenly poked his head out with some curiosity and looked forward, only to see Zhao Xingtian with a nervous face, walking with heavy steps to the two-person high boulder in the center.
"Put your hand on it and instill spiritual power into it. ”
The deacon standing next to him reminded him that Zhao Xingtian nodded, he had seen other people test it before, and he already had some experience.
After Zhao Xingtian took a deep breath, he put his right hand on the boulder, and his right hand was just over the surface of the boulder, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling sky blue light.
The deacon, who was watching everything next to him, suddenly stared at him and was very surprised.
"Five-grade water system spiritual root!"
The spiritual root determines the cultivation speed of a person after the spiritual martial realm, and the spiritual root attribute represents the kindness to the spiritual power of heaven and earth of this nature, and the martial arts corresponding to the cultivation attribute have a unique advantage.
And the spiritual root is divided into one to nine grades, in the Xuanling Empire, the fourth grade is already a good genius, and the fifth-grade spiritual root is considered a superior talent even in the most powerful Xuanlang Sect.
Especially if it is still an attribute spirit root, at that time, cultivating water martial arts will be more effective with half the effort.
Zhao Xingtian was also relieved when he heard the deacon's words, knowing that he was talented, Zhao Xingtian was a little fluttery, and found Xu Ling, who was last in line, in the team, and raised his eyebrows at him defiantly.
Hmph, what if I win by luck, I'm so talented that it won't be long before I can leave you far behind.
Zhao Xingtian walked to the temporary rest pavilion not far away and sat down, secretly happy in his heart.
He thought so, but forgot that Xu Ling had crossed the quadruple to defeat him at that time.
And the next test of talent is a bit mixed, after all, not everyone is a genius, even if they are all selected by the competition for the same age.
"Nie Quan, Five Rank Spiritual Root. ”
This is a very good spiritual root level, but it has no attributes, and its cultivation talent is greatly reduced.
"Wu Banxi, the three-rank fire attribute spiritual root. ”
After testing the talents of most of the children, a small talent test has begun to quietly reflect the warmth and coldness of people.
The gifted are the first to show favor, and the less talented have no one to care about in the corner.
Cultivating talent indicates half of the future!
Even Zhao Xingtian, who was stunned in the battle with Xu Ling, was surrounded by a group of talented children, and they were talking very hotly, and it seemed that they were already deciding to go to that sect later.
And Xu Ling suddenly saw a familiar person who went up to test his talent, it was Zhao Xingtian's junior sister.
She put her hand on the boulder and closed her eyes, and the next moment the boulder suddenly burst out with a fiery red light that the deacon next to her couldn't open.
"Ye Qingyao, sixth, sixth grade, fire attribute spiritual root. ”
Six-grade attribute spirit root! This kind of talent is enough for the elders of the various sects to compete for!
Everyone stopped moving their hands and looked at her in shock, they didn't expect that this girl who seemed to just have a beautiful appearance had such a talent!
Xu Ling was also slightly stunned, seeing that the people he knew were all talented, the pressure in his heart was undoubtedly three points heavier.
And Xu Ling also knew the girl's name for the first time, Ye Qingyao.
After a while, there were basically only a few dozen people left who had not tested their talents, and at this time, a young man in a slim purple robe walked up.
It was Ji Changsheng, and he could no longer see the fatal wound caused by Xu Ling yesterday on his body.
Xu Ling also stared, wondering what kind of talent this mysterious young man almost killed him was.
Before the deacon next to the boulder could speak, Ji Changsheng put his hand on the boulder by himself, and when he saw that Ji Changsheng only stretched out two fingers, he suddenly frowned, and was about to open his mouth to scold.
Before the deacon could speak, Ji Changsheng's two fingers had already been placed on the boulder, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color!
Thick dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, covering all the sunlight, and the lightning and thunder in the dark clouds were amazing.
The thunder on the boulder was dazzling, and the thigh-thick lightning was surrounded by the boulder, and the crackling sound of electricity was incessant.
"Eighty-eight-eighty-eight...... Eight products, products, thunder, thunder attributes......"
The deacon next to him who wanted to scold Ji Changsheng just now was so frightened that he had already stammered.
The vision of heaven and earth, the eight-grade spiritual root!
The thunder attribute is an incomparably rare special attribute.
Ji Changsheng let go of the finger on the boulder, his expression was calm, obviously he had already known this result.
At this time, the audience was silent, and the elders on the high platform stared at Ji Changsheng who was breezy and light, and their faces were all full of shock.
The only person with a seven-rank spiritual root in the Xuanling Empire in the last hundred years is the Xuanling Human Emperor sitting on the dragon chair of the palace.
And Ji Changsheng has even surpassed the cultivation talent of the Xuanling Human Emperor, seven or eight, the emperor's qualifications!
Ji Changsheng's future no longer belongs to the Xuanling Empire!
It wasn't until Ji Changsheng left the boulder that everyone slowly eased up, and looked at Ji Changsheng who walked to the corner and stood against the wall with different emotions.
With Ji Changsheng's peerless talent in front, no matter what talent the next person tests, it feels like a waste material.
After a strange talent test, it was finally Xu Ling's turn at the end, first of all, the man in front of Xu Ling, after seeing Ji Changsheng's peerless talent, he had no intention of chatting with Xu Ling anymore.
He walked up to the boulder and put his hand on it, and when he saw only a faint burst of brown light, he couldn't help but sigh.
He also expects that he is also some kind of peerless pride.
"Li Zhulong, the four-grade earth is the spiritual root. ”
This is actually a very good talent, but compared to Ji Changsheng, it is nothing.
The next one is Xu Ling, but everyone is no longer full of expectations for this young man who is called an invincible myth, after all, Ji Changsheng's talent is too shocking.
Although Xu Ling had defeated Ji Changsheng before, so what? A year later, Ji Changsheng would be the master of one side, and Xu Ling would probably still be in the Spirit Martial Realm.
Xu Ling didn't care about the eyes of others, put aside the Heavenly Nine Directions Void Halberd that he had been holding in his hand, took a deep breath and walked to the side of the boulder.
"Put your hand on it and instill spiritual power into it. ”
The deacon next to the boulder seemed to still be in shock, and said a word to Xu Ling mechanically, and Xu Ling nodded when he heard this.
Xu Ling attracted spiritual power, put his hand on the boulder, and after a breath, there was no movement at all.
Click!
Suddenly, a cracking sound sounded, which was very harsh at this time in the silence, which made everyone stunned.
The next moment, the heavens and the earth were surging, and an astonishing white light enveloped Xu Ling and the boulder in front of him, and the hurricane that made the space tremble blew out of nowhere, forming a huge tornado around Xu Ling and the boulder.
Rumble!
Suddenly, with a loud bang, a gray-white light like a substance rushed out from Xu Ling's side, and the terrifying light formed a pillar of light that went straight to the sky, instantly dispersing the dark clouds that Ji Changsheng had attracted before.
The gray-white terrifying light swept through the entire Hunian Square, and everyone felt a loud buzzing in their ears, as if only Xu Ling in the center of the square was left in heaven and earth.
Click!
There was another cracking sound, and the boulder in front of Xu Ling began to crack like a spider's web, and then it turned into powder and drifted away in the wind.
At the same time, the pillar of light that shook the heavens and the earth on Xu Ling's body and the terrifying tornado around him also dispersed.
On Hunian Square, there was silence for a while.
After a long time, the deacon closest to Xu Ling fainted and fell to the ground with a thud, breaking the silence.
Xu Ling stood alone in the center of the square, his face full of embarrassment, and he was excited and wanted to find someone to ask him what kind of talent he was.
As if seeing what Xu Ling was thinking, Elder Yuan jumped down from the high platform and landed beside Xu Ling, he looked at Xu Ling with blazing eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Xu Ling, the nine-rank wind attribute spirit root, has a wind spirit sword body. ”
Elder Yuan became a deacon elder on behalf of him and shouted loudly to everyone.
But as if they hadn't heard, their eyes were distracted, their mouths were wide open, as if they had forgotten to think.
Not only does he have a nine-grade special spiritual root, but he is also a top-grade sword body, and this kind of qualification, the Xuanling Empire has no words to describe it.
"The wind sword has Xu Ling, and the thunder gun has Ji Changsheng......"
After a few moments, the man muttered to himself, and everyone heard him in the silence.
"Looking at Xuanling Tianjiao, only the Wind Spirit Sword Body Xu Ling and the Thunder Spear Ji Changsheng. ”
"Isn't this the wind and thunder?"
"Yes, Wind and Thunder!"
"Wind and thunder!"
"Wind and thunder!"
Under the shouting of one person who hit the heart directly, everyone began to shout in response.
Today, when the news of testing talent spreads, I am afraid that the four words of Wind Thunder and Tianjiao will soon resound throughout the entire Xuanling Empire.
And when everyone was excitedly shouting Feng Lei Tianjiao, only Ji Changsheng, who was leaning in the corner, was indifferent.
He knew very well that Xu Ling was not the Heavenly Pride of the Wind, let alone the Wind Sword, he Xu Ling was a demon cultivator who held a magic halberd and practiced magic skills!