"You deserve it." Bai Xiaosheng's shoulders worked darkly, breaking free of Chu Xianmo's palm, and staring at the attic without fear.

The fourth prince's eyes narrowed, "The first day of the Mingyue Kingdom didn't dare to speak like this in front of me, do you think you are qualified to let me withdraw my message?" ”

"I'm just a grass people, but I know that if no one does something, then this world is not far from destruction." Bai Xiaosheng turned around and walked to the spirit measuring stele, glanced at the four princes, and then moved his gaze to the stele.

What is he going to do?

Everyone was stunned by Bai Xiaosheng's words of contradicting the four princes one after another, and now they were even more puzzled when they looked at Bai Xiaosheng's movements.

"Bai Xiaosheng, don't mess around, quickly make amends to His Royal Highness." Elder Lu came to the spirit measuring stone tablet, his eyebrows full of eagerness.

Chu Xianmo's ninth-level talent and the intercession of the four school elders did not make the four princes change their attention, with Bai Xiaosheng's talent, is it possible?

Bai Xiaosheng chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and a powerful battle intent erupted.

That momentum was not weaker than Chu Xianmo, who had just tested his talent.

"Bai Xiaosheng, your cultivation is ......" Elder Lu, who was standing nearby, suddenly looked surprised.

As the referee elder this time, he clearly remembered that Bai Xiaosheng's cultivation revealed during the assessment was only six levels of quenching, and where did this strong momentum come from.

"My cultivation is also the eighth level of quenching, the pinnacle." Bai Xiaosheng looked up at the fourth prince, slightly chubby and full of grim expression, "I don't know what kind of talent the first day of the Mingyue Kingdom is, but I!" ”

Suddenly, Bai Xiaosheng pressed his palm on the groove of the spirit measuring stone tablet, and the spiritual power in his body was frantically injected into the stone tablet.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

A string of light lit up again, different from Chu Xianmo's test just now, this time the eight imprints on the stone tablet lit up almost at the same time!

Level 8 Quality!

Everyone looked at the golden mark on the stone tablet, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Look at it, look at the martial spirit!" Closer to the ring, a disciple shouted in surprise.

In the place where the martial soul of the spirit tablet appeared, in addition to the fiery mad knife, there was also one more sword!

"Twin Martial Souls!"

The eyes of the four princes on the viewing platform widened a little, and Fu Lao, who was standing behind him, trembled even more.

A little incredulous looked at the chubby figure in front of the spirit stele.

"This is my talent!" Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the attic, and the spiritual power in his palm surged again.

The sword that was originally manifested on the spirit tablet suddenly trembled, as if breaking free from the shackles of the stone tablet, and a flash of fire quickly wrapped the stone tablet!

Nine levels, nine levels again!

Looking at the stone tablet wrapped in flames, the noisy crowd was shocked again, this time Bai Xiaosheng surprised them even more than Chu Xianmo.

After all, Chu Xianmo's twin martial soul was shattered, but Bai Xiaosheng was different, he was a real twin martial soul!

Bai Xiaosheng looked up at the attic, "Now, am I qualified?" ”

This time, the fourth prince did not speak, standing at the front of the attic, the flames on the spirit tablet flickering in his eyes.

Fu Lao looked at Bai Xiaosheng in shock, and after a few seconds, he was the first to react, and immediately bowed slightly towards the fourth prince, "Your Highness, the old man implores you to withdraw Fang Cai's message, with Bai Xiaosheng's talent, he will be the number one god of war in my Mingyue Kingdom in ten years, and this kind of talent must not be missed." ”

"Wang Changfeng of Tianhe Academy begs His Highness to withdraw his message!"

"Yuan Ze of Tanglin Academy implores His Highness to withdraw his message!"

"Dongyang Academy Hou Yu begs His Highness to withdraw his message!"

"Chen Zisheng of Qiankun Academy implores His Highness to withdraw his message!"

After Fu Lao's voice sounded, the elders of the four schools came to the ring in unison, bowing down and pleading with the four princes like Fu Lao.