Immediately, someone took off Feng Jiuyang's shirt and pressed the test machines on his body, asking him to sit down on a chair.

The testers on one side began to fiddle with the machine, and everyone looked at the machine with nervous faces to see what kind of spiritual root it was.

In fact, it is completely contradictory to see people's psychology, they hope that he has even a low-grade spiritual root, but they don't want him to have a spiritual root.

After all, if Feng Jiuyang had a spiritual root, then the matter of beating ordinary people this time would have to be dealt with by the Cultivators Association.

At that time, the spirit root will be abolished, and the spirit root will be directly destroyed, no matter which result it is, it can make him a complete waste.

But if it is really cultivated out of the spiritual root, then how high is this guy's talent, it has only been half a month since he entered the academy!

But I hope that he has not cultivated the spiritual root, how can everyone out of jealousy let this guy have a spiritual root.

So two extremely contradictory attitudes are constantly churning in everyone's hearts, and they are also nervous looking at the machine.

"How is it possible?" Everyone looked at the display screen, and there was no reaction on it, which proved that Feng Jiuyang had no spiritual root.

"He doesn't even have a spiritual root, but looking at his appearance, he has obviously cultivated to the realm of true martial arts?"

"Could it be a fault with the machine, test it again, this guy definitely has a spiritual root. ”

"You're too, aren't you? He's only been in the Beiwu Academy for more than half a month, how can he cultivate the spiritual root!"

"Yes, the most talented student in this academy, but it took half a year to cultivate! If it weren't for the innate spiritual root, it would be impossible to cultivate it in half a month. ”

......

A group of people began to discuss, and the person who measured the spiritual root also felt slightly strange, because Feng Jiuyang's body did not have a trace of condensing the spiritual root.

It is normal to not cultivate in such a short period of time, after all, the body has not yet stimulated its own attributes, and this process will take at least five months.

After his attributes are stimulated, he still needs a month of continuous cultivation of the Dao Xuan Sutra to condense into his own spiritual root, and then how many grades the foundation will stimulate.

But now Feng Jiuyang doesn't have a trace of it in his body at all, this definitely doesn't look like cultivating the Dao Xuanjing, but no matter how you look at the momentum on the other party's body, it is also in the realm of true martial arts.

Feng Jiuyang, who was sitting there, was a little helpless, looking at where the group of people were arguing, he couldn't help but mock: "I really don't know what you guys think, if I really cultivate the spiritual root in a short period of time, do you think I can still take classes in your shabby school?"

"You ......" Everyone immediately looked over, and they were so angry that they wanted to go over and slap him twice, after all, this was too insulting.

"Did he say something wrong?" Yang Qingwu stood in front of Feng Jiuyang's eyes at this time and looked at the others: "If he can really condense in a short time, this Beiwu Academy is really not qualified to keep him." ”

"Yang Qingwu, what do you mean by this?" Teacher Feng, who had beaten Feng Jiuyang with blood, was full of anger: "My Beiwu Academy is one of the four major academies, and you are ...... as a student."

"True Martial Realm speaks, what are you martial artists talking about!" Yang Qingwu suddenly became angry and stretched out his hand towards the surnamed Feng, and Teacher Feng suddenly tied up the rattan that appeared and fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!" Teacher Feng immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and saw that the barbs on the rattan had pierced into his body, making Teacher Feng immediately scream.

"Student Yang......" Everyone looked at it, and no one expected that Yang Qingwu would suddenly make a move, and directly beat Teacher Feng to a serious injury, which I am afraid will not be able to recover in a few months.

Yang Qingwu saw their side, the corners of his mouth sneered slightly, and suddenly a tree root rattan appeared on the ground, ready to shoot at any time.

The people present were actually several people who were higher than Yang Qingwu's cultivation realm, and these rattans actually did not pose a threat to them, but this showed Yang Qingwu's attitude: she could go against everyone for Feng Jiuyang.

"Forget it!" Feng Jiuyang suddenly smiled: "Aren't they just planning to test out my spiritual root, and let the Cultivators Association destroy me when the time comes! It's just that this premise also needs to be measured!

"No, there is no trace of the spiritual root on your body, and there is not even a trace of the attribute of yourself that should form the spiritual root!"

The person who tested the test didn't have any hatred for Feng Jiuyang, he looked indifferent, and walked up to him and took down the machine.

Feng Jiuyang moved his body and smiled slightly: "Let's go! It's time for us to go to dinner, what time do you spend with these people!"

"Okay!" Yang Qingwu instantly smiled all over his face, and the anger just now disappeared cleanly, even the rattan on the ground disappeared cleanly.

"Hmph, everyone, bye-bye!" Liu Qingyi sneered at these people and turned to leave, these clown-like behaviors made him disdainful.

After coming out, I heard a lot of hype inside, after all, this time the situation was aimed at Feng Jiuyang, but I didn't expect it to be unsuccessful.

"Anyway...... Isn't it a little strange that he didn't even have any traces of attributes?" Liu Qingyi couldn't help but be a little pensive when he saw the backs of Feng Jiuyang and Yang Qingwu walking together.

"Hey, Jiuyang, you also heard what they said just now!" Yang Qingwu was a little worried: "They said that there are not even traces of attributes in your body, and if you continue like this, you will not be able to cultivate the spiritual root at all." ”

"If you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate!" Feng Jiuyang smiled, his face full of indifference: "It's a big deal, I'll go home and farm when the time comes! Anyway, I don't have much interest in this cultivation world, if not, I won't have it!"

Yang Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "That's the same, at least it's not that dangerous." Anyway, there are a lot of my Yang family companies, although it is enough to find a company at that time, there will be nothing wrong with me anyway. ”

"Eat at school today!" Feng Jiuyang pulled the topic away and went to a noodle restaurant at the school, which was opened by students from the school.

The two of them entered and ordered food, but the students at the noodle restaurant were not jealous, and if they were in the mood to be jealous, they would not have opened a noodle restaurant.

There are a lot of people who don't care about anything else, they just do what they like, even if it looks very lowly to others.

"Add another bowl!" Someone suddenly shouted, and then sat next to Feng Jiuyang, it turned out to be Liu Qingyi who came with him.

"Why are you here too?" Feng Jiuyang was slightly strange, after all, Liu Qingyi was the president of the Cultivators Association, shouldn't he be with whom to discuss how to punish Feng Jiuyang at this time?

"But what should I do?" Liu Qingyi was also full of helplessness: "Those people are always a little abnormal psychologically, in order to frame one of your students, one-third of them participated in this kind of thing, it's really not a shame!"

"This thing is normal!" Feng Jiuyang smiled: "After all, it's all for my own selfishness, I don't think there's anything wrong, it's just that I have to go toe-to-toe with them in the future." ”

"You can really see it!" Liu Qingyi was a little surprised, after all, in the face of so many masters, he was still the first person who could not care like this.

"Come, the three of you!" the boss walked out and smiled: "Actually, they don't have anything, there are a lot of rules in this school." If you really don't have a spiritual root, you can do a lot more, and they won't be able to control you. ”

"Clever!" Feng Jiuyang couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "While I don't have a spiritual root yet, I'm going to do everything I can, anyway, they can't say anything about me, after all, I'm still an ordinary person!"

Yang Qingwu and Liu Qingyi looked at each other, they really didn't expect Feng Jiuyang to think like this, they really didn't know what he was going to do.

But when it was noon the next day, I knew that the two of them had just heard it after class, and Feng Jiuyang actually singled out the three clubs and injured all the martial artists inside.

There are even sophomore martial artists in these clubs, not to mention why these people haven't cultivated the spiritual root, just two years of martial arts cultivation should be able to compare with some teachers.