Ling Guang has a friend named Meng Ke in the Soul Removal Realm in T City, he is a little luckier than Ling Guang, he became an intermediate soul slayer first, and this time he has been idle recently, so he also came to the Spirit Removal Association to join in the fun.

As soon as Ling Guang entered the gate, he saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward and put his arms around Ling Guang's neck, laughing, "I thought you kid wouldn't be here today?" Didn't you say it was almost there? How, all collected? ”

"Uh-huh, live up to expectations." Ling Guang was slightly proud, and when he spoke, his eyebrows were raised and his eyebrows were raised.

Meng Ke snorted, then leaned over and bit Ling Guang's ear, "Hey, who is that person?" How did you come along? Except for the Spiritual Association, people outside the circle have always been not allowed to enter. ”

Ling Guang glanced at the man with an indifferent expression on his face expressionlessly, and then said to Meng Ke, "They are high-level soul slayers, and they are higher than us. ”

Meng Ke opened his mouth wide in fright, looked the man up and down with his eyes for a long time, and then asked without giving up, "Really?" ”

Ling Guang said, "What do you think?" looked at Meng Ke with an expression, and although Meng Ke accepted it, he was still skeptical in his heart.

The two had a good relationship, and walked into the conference hall shoulder to shoulder, the man behind him didn't know when he was gone, and they didn't notice it until they took their seats in the conference hall, Ling Guang turned around and looked blankly at the empty behind.

Your uncle, what about people?

What about taking care of it? What about repaying the money?

Ling Guang sat down with a helpless expression, and greeted the eighteenth generation of the man's ancestors one by one in his heart.

The intermediate assessment began immediately, and the entire conference hall could accommodate a few hundred people, but there were less than a hundred people participating in the intermediate assessment, after all, it was impossible for everyone to be a spirit, so it was impossible for everyone to fill the hall.

At the beginning of the intermediate assessment, the junior soul slayer handed in the bags one by one, and the judges evaluated whether they were enough to become an intermediate spirit slayer.

The judges are generally the mayor's elders.

Therefore, those who become elders are generally old men in their fifties and sixties, and young elders are really rare.

Ling Guang walked to the judges' bench with the Qiankun bag nervously, looked at the wrinkled faces, and scolded the mysterious man again in his heart.

With your elder card in hand, you specially poured it for me to attend!

Ling Guang was roaring inwardly, but his face was very calm.

The person in charge took Ling Guang's Qiankun bag, and then respectfully presented it to the first judge of the judges' seat, and the judges explored the spiritual objects of the Qiankun bag with spiritual power, and then the judges passed it over one by one, tested, and finally handed the comment to the person in charge, and then the person in charge conveyed the final result.

The person in charge took the final evaluation from the judges' seat, looked at Ling Guang with regret on his face and said, "Mr. Ling Guang, I'm sorry, you couldn't pass this intermediate assessment, please keep up the good work next time." ”

Ling Guang's body stiffened, and he was stunned on the spot.

There was a stumbling discussion in the conference hall, and there was no lack of ridicule among them.

Ling Guang lowered his head and calmed down, clenched his fists, and then looked up at each judge, his voice was slow, but he spoke clearly, "I don't understand." My number is enough, why can't it pass. ”

Ling Guang didn't know how hard it took him to make himself look so calm.

The person in charge frowned slightly and looked at the judges' seat, some of the judges were drinking tea unhurriedly, some brushing their beards, and some of them closed their eyes, which showed that they didn't want to answer this mentally retarded question.

The person in charge looked at Ling Guang again, looked at the assessment results, and said, "I'm sorry, your number is enough, but the spirit objects are not standard, your Qiankun bag contains half of the demons, and the demons do not meet the requirements." ”

Ling Guang's face turned slightly pale as he argued, "But demons and ghosts are much more difficult than ordinary spiritual creatures, doesn't that prove my ability?" Besides, demons and ghosts are originally a kind of spiritual creatures, so why don't they meet the requirements? ”

The person in charge looked at Ling Guang and said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ling Guang, please come back next time." ”

Ling Guang bit his lip, his face pale, and took a difficult step, trying to control himself, but he still trembled and reached for his Qiankun bag.

"Who says demons don't meet the requirements?"

At the moment when Ling Guang's fingers touched his Qiankun bag, a clear male voice suddenly came out of the door of the conference hall.

Everyone looked at the door, only to see a man, dressed in a dark gray suit, standing at the door with a backlight, in the backlight, that person was tall and handsome.