Xiao Xiong's appearance is still really eye-catching, after all, his strength and talent are not bad. The future is promising......

"Next!" the inkblot teacher urged.

It turned out that Yuen Long, this guy's courage just now under the encouragement of copper coins no longer exists, indeed for Yuen Long:

First, his appearance and height are hard injuries, although Wu Ming often says that he is "cute", but he still feels pitiful and unloved!

Second, the strength is low. Moon cake martial spirit, he is the only one, although the "saliva biscuit" works very well, but everyone dislikes it......

"What's the point, what's the fuss?" Xiao Wu pushed Yuen Long.

"Go Yuen Long! Believe in yourself, come on!" Wu Ming did not make fun of him again this time, but gave him a look and let him slowly understand.

Tang San also nodded towards Yuen Long, signaling that he could.

The focus of the audience was on him.

"What's the situation? Why don't you go up......"

"I guess it's too watery, I'm afraid of ......"

......

Finally, Yuen Long moved, and there was a look of determination on his face, as he saw the master nodding at him, and a smile seemed to appear on his face.

Stage!

Ten meters away, ten miles out of the effect.

Shiver!!

My whole body trembles! I tremble when I speak!!

"I, Yuen Long...... One...... Grade student, 6 years old. As soon as his words fell, there were bursts of applause, and many people sighed: It turns out that he is only six years old......

Next, the master's words made them not only sigh, but exclaimed: "Yuen Long, martial soul moon cake, soul power level 9, talent is extraordinary." ”

"What? He's actually level nine, can't he...... He doesn't cultivate, he wanders around all day long, how can he ......?"

"That's right, and the talent is extraordinary, isn't it particularly fat......"

"It seems that people are really unseemly, this guy is actually a genius......"

......

"Well done! Yuen Long!"

Xiao Wu praised Yuen Long, who was still immersed in stage syndrome.

"Next!" shouted the inkblot teacher.

"Little Sister Wu is your turn!" Yuen Long finally came to his senses and shouted.

Xiao Wu put her hands behind her back, her steps were as light and elegant as butterflies wearing flowers, and Shanshan was cute.

"I, Xiao Wu, the dancing dance, a first-year freshman, a martial soul soft bone charm rabbit, is six years old this year. The confident and sweet voice captivated many little boys.

"Xiao Wu!"

"Xiao Wu!!"

"Little Dance !!"

.........

Someone actually took the lead in coaxing, but it was crowded, and the teachers couldn't tell who was the initiator.

When Xiao Wu released the martial spirit, all the female compatriots present were stunned.

"Pink Bunny Girl!"

"It's so cute, it's so charming!!"

"It's so cute, if I had a pet like that...... No, rabbit, no, martial spirit!

......

And the boy was thundered by the words of the next master, "Xiao Wu, a one-ring battle soul master, soul power level 13, super talent." ”

"6 years old and 13 grades!"

"One-Ring Battle Soul Master!!"

"Gifted !!"

is not only surprised, but really terrifying, everyone present vaguely remembers: at the opening ceremony, Xiao Wu's amazing "performance" - I want to be the little dance sister of the college.

"Next!" shouted the inkblot teacher.

Tang San came on the field, and he said loudly: "Tang San, six years old! first-year student, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass!"

Then he released the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, which was very blue, very dazzling, and very thick.

The blue silver grass was as thick as a child's arm, and the golden soul ring moved up and down, and a dark green snake shadow appeared on it.

"Is this still Blue Silver Grass?" everyone said, looking at each other.

"Tang San, a soul master of the first ring control system, soul power level 12, super talent!" The master's words smashed into people's hearts like thunder.

"Didn't you say that Blue Silver Grass is a waste martial spirit?"

"Control Soul Master! Incredible, could it be that the master is ......"

"Six-year-old and 12 levels! It's a day, are the freshmen swollen this time! There are already two six-year-old soul masters......" The old students felt that their faces were dull, and their hearts were cold......

"The last one!" shouted the inkblot teacher.

"Come on, boss!" Yuen Long shouted in a good mood.

"Come on, Boss!" Xiao Xiong also shouted hard.

"Come on!"

......

It is estimated that it is the last one, and it is close to ten o'clock at this moment, and everyone supports and encourages it.

Wu Ming walked up to the stage in small steps, "Wu Ming, six years old, first-grader, martial soul yellow paper!"

"Poof!" Someone couldn't help laughing, although Wu Ming was not famous, but the name of this "yellow paper" martial soul still made people feel funny, but then, everyone stopped laughing.

Wu Ming easily released the yellow paper martial spirit, only to see that the golden pile of yellow paper was no longer empty, but there was a pattern: a pattern of a leopard's head!

Shrouded in it was a golden soul ring, both in terms of luminosity and color, it seemed to be more dazzling than Tang San's. The most important thing is that there is actually a purple leopard hovering on it.

Almost none of the teachers present recognized what kind of soul beast it was, and they all talked about it.

Only the ink teacher muttered, "Could it be the Shadow Thunder Light Leopard!"

"Wu Ming, a soul master of the First Ring Auxiliary Department, has a soul power level of 14, and his talent is superb. The master's words ignited the atmosphere of the audience.

The applause was thunderous, and it was naturally given to Wu Ming.

A 6-year-old and 14-level one-ring soul master, he doesn't dare to say that he is the first in the mainland, at least in the Heaven Dou Empire, which is unique. The genius of geniuses feasted the eyes of everyone present.

Especially the old students who claimed to be geniuses, who had already knelt down and sang about conquest at this moment, their eyes were in deep awe.

Wu Ming stepped down from the stage, and Yuen Long immediately greeted him. "Boss, you're too good, aren't you, aren't you level thirteen?"

"Wu Ming, are you a liar?" Xiao Wujiao said angrily, she didn't expect Wu Ming to be level 14, she was a little annoyed in her heart, she knew that I was also ......

"Congratulations to you Wu Ming!" Tang San high-fived Wu Ming.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of today's test. Let's go back and rest early, there will be classes tomorrow!" Mr. Inkblot announced.

After everyone left, the master and Mr. Inkblot went to the dean's office together.

The dean and Director Su were already waiting inside.

"Xiao Gang, how is it?" said the dean, he had something to do and left Director Su halfway, so they didn't finish reading.

"It's better than I expected, and all seven of the first grade can be passed. But the second and third grades are not very optimistic, that Xiao Xiong can consider letting him come to the next grade, he is not bad. You can play Xiao Wu's substitute, let's settle on these eight for the time being!" said the master.

"Master, aren't we considering choosing another Agile Soul Master?"

"No, Dean, Director Su, just these eight!" the master said resolutely.

"Okay, just do what Xiao Gang wants, you have to fully cooperate with Mr. Moji, Lao Su, you go to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow to say hello to Lao Xiao. Say let his son come down to the first grade to train and compete!" commanded the dean.

"Okay, Dean!" said in unison.

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