Chapter Seventy-Two: The Deepest Desire of the Soul!

After all the people were seated, the old man in the middle of the ring walked to the middle of the ring again and announced the official start of the combat power test.

As soon as Jian Li's butt touched the chair, he left his seat again, said goodbye to Qin Jiao and Qin Haiyan, and walked towards the combat power test ground in a group of eight people.

Although the mental power test surprised everyone, the climax part was still the combat power test, because for all monks, combat power is the most basic thing to measure a monk.

When Qin Yang and his entourage followed everyone to the test site, the door of the test site was already open.

As far as the eye can see, a large stone monument towers over the test site, and the outer part of the stone monument shimmers with a wave-like red light.

Soon, the elite old man in the middle of the ring walked in front of everyone again and said aloud to everyone: "Cultivators, this test is very simple, you don't need someone to test it specifically for you, you just need to be behind this red line now." ”

Everyone then followed the old man's gaze and turned their heads to look at a red line at the entrance of the venue.

"Then, use all your strength, rush towards the stele, and give the stele a heavy blow! The top of the stele will accurately sense the combat power of the contestants! Then the stele will magnify the value countless times through the induction channel above, and transmit it to the mid-air on the roof of the venue, and everyone will know your combat power value for the first time!"

The old man looked at everyone solemnly when he said this, "Remember, children, you only have one chance!

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly walked to the side, and then a middle-aged man shouted in the distance: "First person!

"Jiangzhou Wu Family: Wu Sangui!"

With that, a dark-faced, sturdy and powerful young man in the crowd walked out.

The boy walked to the red line with a powerful step, and then he took a step back with his right foot, leaned forward, and made a swooping motion. The muscles of his body actually bulged slightly under his exertion.

"Rub!"

The boy's body rushes out like an arrow!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the young man's huge fist hit the stone tablet.

The stele was affected by an external force, and the red halo rippled violently!

Immediately afterwards, a stream of red light swooped down the stone tablet.

"Five hundred and nine!"

Above the stone stele, everyone instantly knew this person's combat power.

The teenager in the testing ground slowly turned his head away, as if full of information.

"Wu Sangui! Combat power value, five hundred and nine! Qualified!"

As the voice came into the young man's ears, a pale color suddenly rose on the young man's face, and his previous confidence disappeared in an instant, and he staggered towards the outside of the field.