Phantom Sword Peak, the second assessment level.

The assessment results of Ye Han and Long Jingxue shocked a thousand waves, and the assessment place instantly became a little noisy.

"Goo. ”

The sound of the assessment personnel swallowing saliva sounded, and the two of them Ye Han and Long Jingxue turned to the right to the iron lock of three thousand catties.

The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.

Ye Han looked at the three thousand catties of iron locks, with a look of eagerness, he really wanted to know how strong his physical strength was.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Han's hand had already grasped the iron handle, and all the strength of his body gathered on his right arm, muscles appeared, and green tendons suddenly rose.

"Ho!"

Ye Han snorted lightly, his right arm was raised suddenly, and the three-thousand-pound iron lock rose from the ground, and with a brush, he raised it above his head, Ye Han's face turned red, and he obviously used all his strength.

"Hiss~"

Ye Han lifted the three thousand catties of iron locks above his head, and on the other side, Long Jingxue also lifted the three thousand catties of iron locks above his head, and his face was also red.

A gasp sounded from the audience, and even those assessors were surprised that their mouths could be stuffed with a watermelon.

Three thousand catties! It is enough to compare the physical strength of the third-level realm of martial artists, you know, they are only tenth-level martial artists, and they have such strength before they have reached the realm of martial artists, and they will be able to pay it back in the future?

"I'm going to Nima, it's awesome, three thousand catties!

"two people can lift it, shouldn't the iron lock have moisture?"

"This won't be, the Phantom Sword Sect selects disciples to test, how can it be fake?"

The people in the audience were full of excitement, surprise, and adoration, except for a few who were disdainful.

The two put down the iron lock and asked the examiner, "May I ask if we have passed?"

"Uh, count, count, congratulations on passing!" The examiner excitedly forgot to announce the results, which made him a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said.

After passing, Ye Han and the others came to the next test point, this time testing the purity of martial soul and spiritual power.

Came to a test bench with a shelf on which a transparent crystal sphere was placed.

"Just put your hand on the ball and inject your spiritual power into it. Ye Han came closer, and the tester next to him reminded.

Ye Han did as he was instructed and put his hand up, and the spiritual power in the dantian poured in.

"Weng!"

With a slight tremble, the crystal sphere suddenly emitted a white light, and a number appeared in the crystal sphere.

In that dazzling white light, Ye Han's martial soul was suspended quietly, and his body shape did not change from before, looking like a loach.

But the pressure released made the assessors look surprised.

"Ninth-level spiritual power refinement purity, fourth-level martial soul, yes, you have passed the assessment!" The assessor looked at Ye Han's test results and nodded with satisfaction.

Spiritual power purity is one of the manifestations that measure the strength and potential of a martial artist, and the spiritual power essence purity is divided into ninety-nine levels, the higher the spiritual power purity, the longer the battle time.

"Next!" shouted the assessor.

Long Jingxue looked at Ye Han who stepped down, his face was very surprised, and he was also quite surprised by the purity of Ye Han's martial soul and spiritual power.

"Brother Ye, it's hidden deeply!" Long Jingxue greeted Ye Han with a smile, and the look of surprise in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"Hehe! Brother Long smiled, Brother Long may not be worse than me!" Ye Han responded respectfully, with a smile on his face.

In fact, during the previous assessment, Ye Han found that Long Jing's blood was very extraordinary, and he was faintly stronger than him.

Long Jingxue came to the stage, and Ye Han watched quietly, wanting to see how powerful he was.

Long Jingxue slowly put his hand on the crystal, and after a while, a pale cyan pillar of spiritual power rose into the sky, and on top of that pillar of light was a cyan dragon, with four claws, two horns, and shiny scales all over his body.

"Ah, this is, a sixth-level martial soul, Qinglong!" The assessor looked at the pillar of spiritual power in front of him, and the green dragon coiled quietly, exuding terrifying coercion, which made everyone present feel a deep sense of fear, it was the fear from the soul.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Ye Han's face also changed, and the little flower cat hurriedly got out of his sleeve and looked at Ye Han with a solemn expression.

Ye Han's face was flushed, and his body felt like he had fallen into a sea of fire, which was extremely hot and uncomfortable.

A burning dare to extend from his chest to every part of his body, Ye Han's whole body skin was red, and his eyes were also red, under that clothes, on Ye Han's chest, a strange pattern of fiery red appeared, which flashed and disappeared very strangely.

"Level 10 Spiritual Power Refinement Purity!" The assessor, looking at the numbers in the crystal ball, was stunned for a while, he didn't think that a sixth-level martial soul would actually have a tenth-level spiritual power refinement purity, and this kind of talent could completely ignore the need to continue the test.

"You wait here for a moment, and I'll go and ask the elders first. ”

Long Jingxue withdrew his spiritual power, his face excited.

Suddenly, the burning sensation disappeared, and in just that moment, Ye Han was soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Long Jingxue stepped down, looking at Ye Han like this, with a big knife on his face, "Brother Ye, what's wrong with you, is it too hot?"

Looking at Ye Han's wet appearance, Long Jingxue looked at the dazzling sun in the sky again, and wondered in his heart, even if the sun is spicy, it shouldn't roast people like this all at once, right?

"No, it's okay, I'll just take a rest!" Ye Han beckoned to Long Jingxue, very tired, with his support, he sat on the ground, began to meditate, and recovered the physical strength he had just consumed.

The little flower cat jumped off Ye Han's arm and looked at Ye Han deeply, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Time passed slowly, and after about half an hour, the assessor rushed forward with a group of people.

"Where are the people?" asked one of the white-haired old men to the assessor, his eyes kept looking, and then he fixed his gaze on Ye Han and Long Jingxue.

The white-haired old man was wearing a blue robe, with a sign on his chest, three swords and seven stars.

"Is it the two of you?"

The old man in white asked, his eyes were very excited.

Ye Han also opened his eyes at this time, looking at the old man in white and couldn't help but have questions, he looked at Long Jingxue, only to see Long Jingxue smiling, and replied respectfully to the old man, "Yes, it's the next two!"

Ye Han got up and looked at the old man with a scorching look in his eyes.

"Haha! It's really good, it's a talent that can be created, you come with me!" The white-haired old man glanced at Ye Han and the others, and his gaze stayed on Long Jingxue's body.

The back assessors all stood respectfully behind the white-haired old man, looking at the white-clothed old man with incomparable respect.

"What about him?" Long Jingxue did not make a decision immediately, but asked the white-haired old man whether Ye Han would go or stay.

Ye Han's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Long Jingxue, with a look of incomprehension in his eyes.

Long Jingxue just smiled slightly.