After the nineteen people were taken away, a slightly older student looked left and right, wanted to speak and stopped, and hesitated.

"What do you see? You! That's right, that means you, stand up for me!" Cai Yan glared at the student and said, "Show the martial soul to Lao Tzu!"

The student walked out of the queue and said respectfully: "The disciple is twenty-five years old...... Twenty-five and a half years old. Earth attribute, fifty-second level soul sect, have seen the teacher!" he opened his right hand, and there was an extra twisted gold rope in his palm.

This rope can be stretched and stretched freely, it can be long or short, the long can be used as a bundle, and the short can be used as a whip, which is quite useful.

At the age of twenty-five and a half, he has cultivated to the fifth order, which can be called an outstanding talent. Although he is talented, he is over twenty-five years old after all, which is not in line with the purpose of the establishment of the college.

Cai Yan walked around the boat twice, and couldn't bear to kick him out of the team.

"The ship is a sail, and it will be listed!" Cai Yan received the task of reducing the number of candidates in the Tuhao Empire to about sixty. As a selection teacher, he is unwilling to deny a person at will, so as not to regret missing pearls in the future, but if he is blindly indecisive, he is not willing to accept this, and he can't bear that, how can he make a difference in the end?

So he had to be ruthless and slash people with a big cut: "Everyone, listen, all soul masters over twenty years old, all stand up for Lao Tzu!"

Ninety-three of the remaining 119 candidates were over 20 years old. Of course, this also makes sense.

The Tuhao Empire's audition students are aimed at all regions of the country, compared to He Xiaoduo's selection of pro-guard members in the Eagle's Beak Pass, the scope has expanded many times, and there are too many candidates, in order to improve efficiency, many areas have drawn a red line of 25 years old.

And the way of selecting students in each region is very simple, either fighting in the ring or a big competition, so that the older the age, the longer the cultivation time, the more advantageous it is. As a result, the age of the team members selected from many regions is infinitely close to 25 years old.

Cai Yan said happily: "Yes, yes, since this is the case, it will be much easier." Listen, those who have cultivated below the third order should get rid of Lao Tzu. ”

The four students were stunned, their faces were ashamed, and they silently stepped aside. Two teachers took them out of the field.

Cai Yan shook his head: "How can it be only four second-order? No, no." Sieve like this one by one, when will it take? No way, Lao Tzu can only raise the standard again, those who are over twenty years old, and whose soul power is below level thirty-six, will all be eliminated!"

The blow was widespread, and forty-two people were quickly picked out.

Disappointment and exhaustion struck at the same time, and more than a dozen of them could no longer support it and collapsed to the ground.

Someone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, it's over, it's finally over.

During the days of participating in the selection, every minute and every second was a huge pain. The feeling of prostration after the release of pain temporarily deprived them of the ability to think. Perhaps it will not be long before they will suddenly realize that the frustration caused by the defeat will eat away at their hearts again and again.

was eliminated like this, and naturally some people were unwilling.

One person was reluctant to give up, and forcibly said: "It's not fair! I don't accept it! I'm already at level 35, and I'm just 21 years old, if I can give me another month, I'm guaranteed to be able to step into level 36." Twenty-one years old is not fair at all compared to twenty-five years old! Four years can be a lot of progress!"

"Oh, so, I really have wronged you!" Cai Yan said with interest: "Long Yuandong, show your martial soul and let him see it." ”

Long Yuandong, fifteen years old, metallic, martial soul exploration shovel, thirty-sixth level great soul master.

When Long Yuandong finished introducing his situation, the man was dumbfounded and had nothing to say.

People have 36 levels at the age of 15, and they are only 35 at the age of 21, so what else can they be proud of? In vain, they have always thought very highly of themselves, but they don't know that the frog at the bottom of the well is arrogant.

However, there shouldn't be many such demons, right?

Could it be that a huge soul master academy only admits a few demonic students? If this is the case, it is not unjust to be screened out.

If he knew that Long Yuandong was still an extreme attribute, and that he had fused a twelfth-order metallic torso bone on his body, he didn't know if he would have given birth to a kind of despair that was loveless.

After the forty-two were eliminated again, there were seventy-four remaining.

Standing in a slightly sparse line, everyone has a sense of self-danger.

If the academy uses Long Yuandong as the standard for recruiting students, then how many of the seventy-four people in the last team can remain?

So far, there are still thirty-eight people in the guard battalion brought by He Xiaoduo, accounting for more than half of the total number of people left, but instead of being happy, she feels a trace of worry.

Obviously, her plan to let the whole team enter the Soul Master Academy for further study has been put on hold. The dean of the Soul Master Academy said to me, I didn't want to recruit so many people at all.

And what she is more worried about is that in the next screening, I am afraid that most of the people who can be left to the end will be the people of her own personal guard camp, compared to the vassal kings in other parts of the empire, wouldn't they lose face? Such a high-profile steal the limelight from everyone is not a good thing for her and the shield king's mansion.

Cai Yan is very satisfied, now he only needs to eliminate fourteen more people to successfully complete the task.

It didn't take much effort, and six soul masters under the age of twenty who had cultivated to less than level 30 were also swept out.

Now in the small square, there are only sixty-eight candidates. At this point in selection, it is not so easy to distinguish the good and the bad.

So what criteria should be used to continue to lay off eight people logically and reasonably?

Cai Yan scratched his ears and cheeks, shook his head, sighed, talked to himself, walked around everyone, and walked round and round, as if facing a major choice related to life and death in his life.

Tangled is his greatest characteristic.

Just when he was in a dilemma, the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird. Seven of his colleagues stood in a row, holding their breath and respectfully.

And the students standing in the square also inexplicably felt an irresistible coercion, enveloping them from all directions. A few of them had weak knees and were almost on their knees.

He Dali didn't know why, and with a bang, he released twenty-eight shields, coiling around his body, and the pressure suddenly lightened. He looked around and found that although the other people had solemn expressions, they were not flustered, and their faces couldn't help but blush, it seemed that he still couldn't hold his breath, and he put away his shield array in a sneer.

Cai Yan's cultivation is the highest, and his feeling of coercion is slightly weaker, but at this time, he naturally knows what happened, so he stands on one side and waits silently.

Yun Tianjia thought secretly: "Looking at this posture, it should be the dean of the Soul Master Academy." is worthy of being the legendary number one master in the mainland, and he has such a big face. What kind of person is he, who makes so many heroes and heroes silent?"