Sure enough, just as Ye Zhun imagined, one person after another went up, but there was no one who was of the highest grade in the seventh grade.

Don't say that there are seven grades, not even eight grades and nine grades, after all, they still beat the Central Plains back to their original shape and destroy their hopes.

All of them, all nine grades are inferior.

Rubbish.

These two words occupied the next long hour or so, and the originally excited Central Plains had become extremely calm, a little disappointed and lost, and even walked not like the previous group of people.

As for the faces of the elders, including Ye Chenghu, they had already become calm, and it seemed that this was true on the surface, but if you looked closely, you could still see that they were tired and numb.

I don't want to look any further.

If it weren't for their extremely high seniority and the need to regulate themselves, I am afraid that they would have already waved their hands to dispel these tests of the people, not to mention that they still have the patience to continue to sit here.

It was Ye Zhun's turn, and now he was standing in front of the sphere.

The hands were raised, three inches away, and a color appeared on the ball.

It's mediocre and has no features, just like the previous Central Plains test, the color is constantly changing, and it starts to slow to fast.

The difference from before is that at this time, Ye Zhun's hands can feel a warmth rushing into his blood, little by little, as the color of this ball changes, the feeling of penetrating the bloodline, it also becomes more and more happy, just like that, from his arms to his shoulders, body, neck, head and whole body.

It was as if something was testing his body.

Perhaps this is the reason why the final test results are different for each person's martial arts.

Just because of this breath, everyone's whole body was checked.

Still nothing has changed?

There was a hint of ridicule at the corner of Ye Zhun's mouth, he had already thought of this result, this test should be the same as before, just be absent.

After all, it is still the owner of his body who is more self-aware than him.

Just as he was about to pull his hands away, it didn't make much sense to continue.

After all, it's still the same as before.

Ye Zhun's body suddenly stopped.

Because he felt a sudden surge of strangeness in his body.

There seemed to be a breath of qi, which actually gushed out, directly colliding with the breath that had rushed into his arm before.

This sudden aura was like defending his body, forcing the breath that had entered his body before out of his body.

Everything happened so fast that even Ye Zhun didn't notice what was going on.

According to the passage of time, at this time he should have been enveloped by a breath of air over his body, and finally the test results were obtained.

But no.

There was no gas enveloping Ye Zhun's body, but the color of the ball in front of him slowed down again.

It's completely different from before.

Not only did Ye Zhun feel strange now, but even the elders and the rest of the people in the town noticed the abnormality and focused their attention on it.

"What's going on?" the sixth elder asked Ye Chenghu in a low voice.

This situation has never appeared, could it be that the spirit gathering stone is broken?

It stands to reason that it is impossible to damage the Spirit Gathering Stone.

This is a stone nurtured by the aura of heaven and earth, and its function is to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, so as to feed back to the tester's body to test the talent and potential of the opponent's body, and finally determine what kind of foundation the opponent is.

Therefore, this kind of stone does not have any attributes of attacking or being attacked, but is just a feedback support.

Ye Chenghu shook his head, once again confirming the suspicions of the six elders.

It's just that Ye Chenghu didn't say anything, just looked at the scene in front of him with a solemn face.

The chaotic sound of the crowd also became quiet with Ye Chenghu's face, and everyone once again focused their attention on Ye Zhun.

Most people don't know what this person's name is and what kind of identity he has in the family.

But this man doesn't seem ordinary.

Once again, the color began to change rapidly, and if you looked closely, you could see that the color was brighter and more dazzling than before.

The red ones are like sticky blood, the black ones are like the endless night, and the white ones are like the blinding sun......

"Eight grades are superior!"

In this burst of color transformation, a light finally appeared on Ye Zhun's body, and the result was obtained.

The eight-grade grade will not surprise everyone, the key is that Ye Zhun is a person who came out of the waste team.

was originally just an inconspicuous ordinary person, but now he is actually a top-grade martial artist, which is worthy of attention.

"It seems that this time it is really exciting, there is another person who is the best of the eighth, and the people in our team will no longer be looked down upon, because we still have hope. ”

"That's right, it's my turn to play soon, and maybe I'll probably have the rank of eight martial arts as well. ”

......

The rest of the people who were originally on the same team as Ye Zhun also began to become eager to try again, thinking that they would also have a place in the future.

Wait a minute.

As everyone was quiet again, expecting to play, they found that it seemed as if the test wasn't over yet.

Ye Zhun, who was about to stop, also noticed this, because the ball was still changing color.

It should have ended, but now the ball is still changing.

The test is not over, and the eight-grade grade is not the final result.

"Anything else?"

Ye Zhun just said softly, and then a strong light blessed him.

As before, there was once again an identification result on the body.

Seven products are inferior!

This time, the audience became quiet, and countless people stared at this strange scene in front of them with wide eyes, and they didn't know what was going on.

"What's going on? Why did it become a seven-grade inferior again?"

Someone made a voice of disbelief, and although it was small, it could be heard by everyone present.

The faces of the elders also became strange at this time, especially Ye Chenghu had been staring at Ye Zhun all the time, as if he was thinking about who this person who had no reputation in the family and no reputation?

Why are there such test results.

"I'll go!!"

"Impossible, right?"

"What the hell is going on?"

When Ye Chenghu was still thinking, the crowd erupted in waves one after another.

Surprise.

Exclamations.

Panic sounds.

Because a new test result appeared again on the test bench.

Seven grades are superior.

The results of the martial arts test with the eldest brother are exactly the same as those of the seventh grade.

The eldest brother is the best of the seven grades, and everyone can accept it.

But the unknown person in front of him is also a seven-grade class, which makes it difficult for everyone to accept.

Most people wonder if there is something wrong with the ball in the test?

Obviously he is an unknown person, how can he obtain such a martial arts test as the seventh grade!

Ye Zhun was also irrepressible excited, but he was still muttering in his mouth: Is there anything else?