The third training hall

Sang Sang devoted himself to the trial, tired of the baptism of holy light, thirsty and hungry to take nutritional pills, and the whole person went crazy.

"Ding, the trial is over, the refining concentration is 1,700 percent, the time spent is 7 hours, 89 minutes and 5 seconds, the absorption degree is 81, the guidance level is exquisite, and the comprehensive results are qualified."

"Go on."

“…… The absorption degree is eighty-three, the guidance level is exquisite, and the comprehensive score is qualified. ”

"Go on."

“…… The overall score is passed. ”

“…… Go on. ”

“…… Good grades. ”

“……”

"Good."

……

Sang Sang also forgot that this was the end of the first few trials, the whole person was numb, feeling the short-term wonderful enjoyment of the holy light healing on his body, eating the nutritional pills that appeared in his mouth, and was getting up to continue, but he fell down with his hands and feet out of balance, but she heard the sound of reporting results in her ears, and she was stunned.

“…… This review is perfect......"

Sang Sang muttered: "I've passed." ”

With relief in Aslan's eyes, Senna brought the prepared nutritional water to her mouth and said seriously, "You've passed." ”

Sangsang is still dreaming: "I passed perfectly, right?" ”

Senna smiled: "That's right, you passed the seventeen-fold trial perfectly, this result is great, if there is no accident, you will become a big man in the future." ”

Sang Sang grinned: "Xiao Jin, I finally passed perfectly, how many times is this?" ”

Xiao Jin raised his hands and tried to support her head: "Forty-first, Sangsang, you have reached the limit, go back, seventeen times is enough for you to lay a good foundation, we will not continue." ’

Sang Sang blinked and shook off the beads of sweat from his eyelashes and smiled: "It turns out that I repeated it forty-one times on seventeen times." Every time I feel like I've reached the limit, but next time and next time I can always be stronger, I haven't reached the limit yet, I can pass seventeen times, I can pass eighteen, nineteen, or even twenty times, the higher the concentration, the better the refining effect, your partner is the best. ”

Xiao Jin watched Sang Sang stand up, sat back down on the trial equipment, and raised his empty hands: "You are really at the limit, I know." ’

Sangsang smiled at him and looked at Aslan: "Teacher, go on, eighteen." ”

“…… This trial is unqualified. ”

"Continue ......"

“…… Unqualified. ”

“…… Go on. ”

“…… Unqualified. ”

“…… Go on. ”

"That's enough." Aslan opened his mouth to stop.

Sang Sang shook off the strands of wet hair that had been knotted, and glared at Yaslan with red eyes: "I can, continue." ”

Aslan said: "I am your teacher, and your learning progress is controlled by me. ”

Sang Sang's eyes became darker and darker, and his tone was cold: "I don't care who you are, I want to continue, I don't believe that I will fall here." ”

Senna said, "Little Momiji, it's really enough." ”

Sangsang's dual mode became pitch black: "It's not enough, I want to be stronger, stronger, stronger, let me continue." ”

Aslan frowned and stopped Senna, who was still about to say something: "Since you insist, then go on." ”

Seven hours and ninety-nine minutes later

“…… Qualified. ”

Sang Sang lay on the ground and smiled: "Hehe, look, I said I can, I passed, as long as I can qualify, there will be good, excellent, and perfect." ”

And then what? Xiao Jin stood on Sangsang's forehead and brushed away the hair stuck to her face: "For a trial, spend a month, two months, or even half a year and a year?" And then the holy woman re-elected to you and you haven't been refined? ’

Sangsang's sanity gradually returned.

Xiao Jin said, 'Sangsang, don't forget your goal. ’

My goal?

Sangsang's reason began to return to the cage, his eyes gradually became clear, he raised his hand and touched Xiao Jin, slowly sat up, held Xiao Jin who slipped in his arms, and looked at Senna and Yaslan with concern.

"Teacher, uncle......" Sang Sang looked at the time, only to find that she had been in the training hall for six or seven hundred hours, it was like a demon, and she was stunned for a while: "I'm sorry for wasting so much time with me." ”

"We don't lack time." Senna stretched out his hand towards Sangsang: "It's time for you to rest, no matter how omnipotent the holy light is, it can't purify the exhaustion accumulated in the depths of your consciousness, let's go back, sleep deep and recuperate, and continue tomorrow, okay?" ”

Sang Sang shook his head, stood up by himself, staggered a little but didn't let anyone help him, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't try out, let's go straight to the training." ”

Senna smiled and asked, "Don't want to be stronger?" I think that if you are given time, it is not a problem to pass eighteen times, or even nineteen times and twenty times, maybe you can really break the current refining record. ”

"Then next year's election is over, and I haven't learned physical arts." Sang Sang rolled his eyes in his heart and saluted Aslan: "Teacher, I have thought clearly, please arrange for me to practice." ”

"Good." Yaslan nodded: "You go back to rest and adjust your state, and come to me at twenty-five o'clock tomorrow." ”

The seminary has a refining area, but Yaslan did not take Sangsang there, but applied for a refining pool to move to his residence, and when Sangsang arrived, an elf happened to deliver the refining potion.

Long dark green hair, sharp ears are exposed in the hair, and the eyes are like the finest jade, which can illuminate people's hearts, this is an elf that penetrates elegance into the soul of the bones, obviously I have never seen it, but when the other party smiled and nodded at her, I inexplicably felt familiar and familiar.

Ah, I think about it, like Mr. Qing, a teacher of Danqing painting.

Although one is an elegant young man and the other is an old man with gray hair, their temperament really feels similar. This person should be able to draw, and he is drawing with his heart.

"Sang Hongye, my student. Boya, you can call him teacher. Yaslan introduced, and without waiting for the two to get to know each other, he beckoned Sang Sang to change his clothes: "The potion will be automatically unsealed in five minutes, speed." ”

Browyn fidgeted and couldn't help but get up and cruise around the house.

On the trial list of the college, Sang Hongye's name ranked first with eighteen times the concentration, and the total list of history entered the top twenty, such results are really amazing, and everyone is waiting for her refining results to come out.

Today is the day of Mulberry Red Leaf Purification, and according to internal information, the concentration of the refining potion applied by her mentor is seventeen times the peak, which is the highest record in the last two hundred years.

The Holy Maiden of Hundred Flowers pulled out wisps of colorful brilliance from her fingertips, condensed them into colored threads and woven them into flowers, added them to the tapestry under her, and listened to the deacon casually read the latest hot news.

"Wait." When the Holy Maiden of Hundred Flowers heard a certain name, the movements in her hands were chaotic, and the flowers exploded and turned into colorful stars and dissipated: "The candidate Saintess in charge of Senna is the first in the trial, and it is likely that she will win the first place in the refining?" ”

"Yes, Your Highness." The deacon said respectfully, "The results will come out in eight hours." ”

The Hundred Flowers Holy Maiden frowned slightly: "There has been a change at the top recently, and the results of the Holy Maiden's candidacy have a great impact on the various bishops, if there is really a Terran Holy Maiden under Bishop Anthony, the possibility of him ascending to the throne will become greater." I don't want anything like that to happen. ”

"Your Highness, please don't worry, the seed candidate recommended by His Excellency Anthony is of the same clan, Sang Hongye has no chance to be exempted, the foundation is too poor, even if the talent is strong, it will be difficult to get a place in the second round next year."

"What if she's a real genius? The comprehension of a genius cannot be deduced by common sense, for example, Aslan two hundred years ago, if it weren't for the Battle of Wayan, he would have entered the Divine Court Headquarters by now. The Hundred Flowers Saintess's eyes became fierce: "I need to make sure that Bishop Anthony's subordinates will not have one more Terran Saintess." ”

"Yes, Your Highness."