Talent assessment, Feng Yu did not disappoint the people of the Shinto Academy, he inspired an archery, Yi Shen Basic Archery, this basic archery made the power above the saint dumbfounded.

"Where did you get this stone stele? Why are there so many good exercises? It is so easy to be stimulated? Is it really that the talent of this group of people is too good?" The old man muttered to himself, a little unpredictable, he looked at the group of people in the Shinto Academy, their cultivation was very average, but the will and self-confidence in their eyes surpassed many people, and that courage even surpassed most people in the Positive Universe.

Feng Yu actually got a seventh-level talent as well, this is the second existence to get a seventh-level talent so far, and both of them are masters of the Shinto Academy.

The speed of this talent assessment to eliminate people is too fast, and the other steles are almost all eliminating a few or even a dozen people in a stick of incense, but this stele in front of the Shinto Academy has been two hours, and none of them have been eliminated, but all three have passed, and the talent level is extremely high.

The powerful old man looked at Yanlang with a gesture in his eyes, and Yanlang suddenly ran over, bowed down and said, "Yanlang greets Uncle Yan." ”

"What is the origin of this group of people?" the old man asked in a deep voice, looking at the people in the Shinto Temple.

Yan Lang immediately replied, "Uncle Hui, these people are people who belong to the Shinto Academy, and they have been trained alone by the Eighth Sword Immortal Yun Feiyang for decades, and I heard that the practice is quite ruthless, so they have some abilities." ”

"Eighth Sword Immortal Yun Feiyang?no wonder ......" The old man also seemed to know Yun Feiyang's name, before Yun Feiyang disappeared, but he was a rare scattered cultivator in the universe in the seventh life and death realm, unruly, even the system wanted to accept him was rejected by him, and even some sword ancestors wanted to accept him as a disciple, but they were still rejected, this person was too arrogant, he was able to train this group of children, it can be seen that they are talented.

"That Xiao Fan is the descendant disciple of the Sword Immortal Yun Feiyang, Feng Yu is also a descendant, and the others are registered disciples, and the people behind him probably won't inspire this kind of secret technique anymore. Yanlang said respectfully.

"The old man knows, go down. The old man said lightly.

The smoke wave then retreated, this old man is from his father's generation, the relationship within the system has always been very good, although it is hundreds of families joining forces, but it is like a monolith, this kind of thing has never been seen before, it is estimated that which family wants to stir up trouble, will definitely be kicked out of the system.

Time passed little by little, more than 100,000 people, 1,000 stone tablets were assessed at the same time, and most of the people were eliminated in just five hours.

However, it is not a coincidence that the Iron Mountain Sect has passed eight people, and Tie Wuya is also among them, and Tie Wuya has been recognized by the fifth-level talent, which is very good, basically you can become a person in the system, it depends on whether you can join the three major legions, ordinary legions are easy to join, but the three major legions are not so easy to join, even if they are the descendants of the major families, they must be carefully screened.

Hum......

Tie Wuya came to Xiao Fan's front, raised his head proudly, and snorted coldly.

But without waiting for Xiao Fan to speak, Feng Yu said coldly, "Waste wood." ”

Tie Wuya's face turned green when he was angry, he dared to provoke Xiao Fan, but he didn't dare to provoke Feng Yu, because Feng Yu would beat him, and he couldn't beat Feng Yu.

"There is a kind of luck assessment, if I don't kill you, I will lose. Tie Wuya said coldly.

Cut......

Xiao Fan sneered, he wasn't even interested in communicating with someone like Tie Wuya.

Time is passing fast, the first day has passed, the first round of talent assessment has ended, and the results of the Shinto Academy's assessment have come out, unexpectedly, and it seems to be expected again.

Cao Zun, living up to expectations, was finally eliminated, but he didn't care, those big thief eyes never put on the assessment, because his talent was really not good, he just thought about how to sneak out and steal a big tomb or something.

However, Wu Feiren is not like him who can only rob tombs, he has passed the assessment, and his talent is first-class, reaching level six.

Late at night, the assessment did not end, and about more than 10,000 people passed the talent assessment, and the probability of failure reached ninety.

"The second round of assessment, the will assessment, stepping on the god step, there are a total of eighteen steps leading to the god ladder of the mad god mountain, one step at a time, and if you can climb the eighth ladder, you will pass the assessment. The old man said lightly to the remaining 10,000 people.

Xiao Fan and the others didn't understand the specific rules, so they asked, "If you can climb the Mad God Mountain, is there any reward?"

The old man's big eyes flashed, and he replied flatly, "If you can climb the Mad God Mountain, the old man will help you introduce a supreme to be your master, as for the reward, you can't imagine it." ”

Xiao Fan couldn't help but rub his hands, his eyes were full of light.

Tie Wuya sneered and whispered, "Idiot. ”

Stepping on the stairs of the Mad God Mountain, each staircase contains a mystery, suppressing the will and soul of people, ordinary people can't bear the second staircase at all, and even some people will be bombarded down by the first staircase, and want to climb the Mad God Mountain, it is estimated that the current realm and will of Yanlang cannot climb the Mad God Mountain, unless the people on the Mad God Mountain let him go up.

Yanlang shook his head, the way of assessment changed immediately, so he couldn't tell the people of the Shendao Academy in too much detail, and when he saw Xiao Fan asking such an idiot, he could only smile bitterly.

Other people will not be as embarrassed as Xiao Fan, never ask what they shouldn't ask, just do their best.

Wow......

With a wave of his hand, the old man ordered the saint to take away the stele, and then he personally led more than 10,000 people to the Mad God Mountain.

Shout......

The old man stepped on the ninth staircase and stopped, looking down on everyone, basically this ninth staircase was the end of everyone.

"Queue up in a line of ten, ten people will be assessed at the same time, don't be reluctant, the will contained in this ladder can crush the soul and will of the realm of life and death, and death is possible. The old man reminded in a deep voice.

Everyone else knew that only the Shinto Temple and a few people from the ancient tribe didn't understand.

More than 100 people brought by Yanlang, except for the 20 people from the Shinto Academy, the other more than 80 people were basically eliminated, and only eight people remained, but the strength and talent of these eight people were very good, and Jiang Hongluan was also among them.

Wow......

Xiao Fan didn't think about it, he stepped directly on the stairs, and there was a mysterious and mysterious pressure under his feet, which seemed to come from under his feet, but in fact, it was like Tianwei, and the person who pressed it almost knelt down.

Puff ......

There was a master who was not prepared and was directly pressed to his knees.

"Knock out. ”

With a wave of his hand, the old man directly eliminated the person.

The man almost cried, passed the talent assessment, and unexpectedly failed in the will assessment, and failed in the first step, but the assessment was so cruel, failure is failure, and there is no emotion at all.

Xiao Fan didn't feel anything, and quickly walked down the second ladder, followed by the third ladder, it didn't seem that there was much pressure, in fact, the pressure he was under was not small.

(End of chapter)