"Next!"

But many teenagers in the audience looked at each other, and none of them were willing to go on stage.

The strong gap in combat power between Wu Ziqi and the two Xia family disciples made everyone in the audience quiet for many years, and no one came to the stage to test it for a while.

It's not that there are no strong players among the teenagers in the audience, and it is impossible for a real genius to come to the stage now, in their opinion, this test is the first competition of the junior martial arts competition.

Although Wu Ziqi is strong, he is not yet seen by them, with the status of these geniuses, he will come to power now and fight with Wu Ziqi, it is really a shame, and the opponent in the eyes of geniuses is only the other party who is also a genius.

This is also what Wu Ziqi understands, so he can make a fuss, and he is not afraid of these geniuses to suppress him, and in addition to these geniuses, there may not be any more than him in the crowd present.

And when other teenagers came to power, even if they made a mark on the dynamometer, it was difficult to be stronger than Wu Ziqi, which was a bit embarrassing, and no one wanted to lose this face.

Zhao Pingsheng, who was the host on the rostrum, saw this scene, and couldn't help but feel a little worse about the evaluation of the teenagers in the audience - the mentality is too poor, and the achievements are bound to be limited.

"I'll try it!"

At this time, a tall figure walked out of the crowd and came to the test bench, it was Xia Fan.

"Xia Fan, what is he doing?"

"Didn't you hear him? He wants to try, so naturally he has to go to the test bench to test!"

"How is it possible? Xia Fan is only one layer of Qi refining, and there is only one waste, even if he is physically strong and has innate divine power, it is impossible for him to have the combat power of the third layer of Qi refining!"

"Xia Fan is just a waste talent of our Xia Jiabao, isn't it a shame for us to go up now?"

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The clansmen of Xiajiabao couldn't help but be in an uproar when they saw that Xia Fan was going to take the stage to test, and they were all surprised and incredulous, but no one stopped Xia Fan from coming to power, that is, although the elders of the Xia family on the rostrum opened their mouths, they did not stop them in the end.

Because the county academy has long been stipulated, all human races can participate in the academy selection, no one can stop it, and no one dares to violate the rules of the academy.

Wu Ziqi has been standing under the test bench, and when he saw the children of the Xia family coming to the stage for testing, he walked off the test bench with a face full of chagrin, and his heart was extremely happy.

For Wu Ziqi, the more people of the Xia family come to power, the better, because the more people come to power, the more failures it signifies, and the more incompetence of the Xia family appears.

Until this time, seeing that Xia Fan wanted to come to power, Wu Ziqi was not happy, Xia Fan's name of abolishing talent was not only popular in Xiajiabao, but also in the entire Yantou County, Xia Fan was very famous.

Now, letting a waste talent come to power will not do him any benefit to Wu Ziqi at all, and it may even make the Xia family relax and send a real genius powerhouse, which is not what he wants to see.

"Stand still, Xia Fan, do you also want to go on stage to test?" Wu Ziqi stood in front of Xia Fan and asked.

Xia Fan looked at the gloomy face of Wu Ziqi in front of him, smiled indifferently, and said, "Yes, I want to go on stage to test my combat power!"

"Go on stage to test your combat power?" Wu Ziqi squinted and looked at Xia Fan: "Just with your cultivation at the first level of Qi refining, even a waste wants to go to the stage to test?"

"What, you want to stop me?" Xia Fan asked with a calm face, not at all angry at Wu Ziqi's insult and provocation.

"Can't you be allowed to come on stage with a waste like you, that's an insult to us, you shame me!"

In Wu Ziqi's view, it would be an insult to them to let a recognized waste talent compete on the same stage with these genius powerhouses, which is intolerable to many genius and powerhouses, and they will inevitably stand up against it, and at the same time, this is also an attack on the Xia family.

But what disappointed him was that apart from himself, no genius and strong man stood up to support him. ...,

"It's a pity that you don't have the power and ability!" Xia Fan said indifferently.

"Do I have the ability? It's not up to you to decide!" Wu Ziqi's gloomy face began to exude anger.

Xia Fan's calm expression made Wu Ziqi angry, and it was difficult to control himself, from Xia Fan's calm expression, he faintly felt a trace of something wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, the only thing he could do was to try his best to prevent Xia Fan from participating in the test.

But...

"Wu Ziqi, you get out of the way!" At this time, Zhao Pingsheng, the host of the academy who had never spoken, broke through and said.

"My lord, he's just a waste!" Wu Ziqi couldn't help but be anxious when he heard the words of the host of the academy, and argued.

"Waste?" Zhao Pingsheng frowned, and said with a displeased expression: "What about waste, as long as Xia Fan meets the regulations of the academy, he can participate in the junior martial arts competition, and he can be tested." ”

"So, Wu Ziqi, if you stop Xia Fan from coming to the stage again, I will disrupt the order of the arena, disqualify you, and expel you from the field!"

The anger of Zhao Pingsheng, the host of the academy, was not something that Wu Ziqi could bear, so he obediently made way for Xia Fan, and watched Xia Fan climb the high platform with red eyes and accept the test.

Xia Fan saw that the road had been opened, but he ignored this Wu Ziqi, walked over directly, and stepped on the test bench.

Looking at this tall boy with an abnormally calm expression and walking onto the test bench, the corners of Zhao Pingsheng's mouth couldn't help but pull, revealing a smile.

Zhao Pingsheng, as the person in charge of the county academy sent abroad, has a deep scheming and temperament, and he will not show any changes in his expression easily.

In his opinion, there is no young talent in this Yantou County to attract his attention, even the previous Wu Ziqi is just a clown in his eyes.

With Wu Ziqi's temperament, Zhao Pingsheng can be sure that even if he enters the county academy, he is only the bottom character.

However, when Xia Fan's tall figure appeared, it attracted Zhao Pingsheng's eyes, and Xia Fan's wasteful cultivation, as well as his calmness in the confrontation with Wu Ziqi, made Zhao Pingsheng's eyes shine.

Zhao Pingsheng can be sure that the calmness in Xia Fan's expression is definitely not pretended, from Xia Fan's eyes, Zhao Pingsheng saw the calm of the secluded pool, as well as the contempt for Wu Ziqi from the bottom of his heart.

All this attracted Zhao Pingsheng's attention, Zhao Pingsheng can be sure that as a teenager, Xia Fan's high temperament is something he has never encountered in his life, there is no in Xiajiabao, there is no Yantou County, even the entire Yansang County is not.

"It's really kind, it's a pity that his cultivation is too low, I'm afraid it's difficult to rush into the county academy!" Zhao Pingsheng said secretly with pity.

When Xia Fan stepped onto the test bench, Zhao Pingsheng never suspected that Xia Fan could not pass the test level, in Zhao Pingsheng's view, Xia Fan should be completely sure of coming out and challenging the test, which is determined by Xia Fan's heart.

At this time, Xia Fan had already walked onto the test bench, facing the two-meter-high dynamometer stone, and instantly pulled out the giant axe behind him.

Xia Fan held the giant axe in his hand and held it horizontally in front of his chest, his eyes narrowed as he looked at the circular mark in the center of the dynamometer that was seven centimeters deep, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Slash!"

With a loud shout, a silver ray swept out, creating a silver streamer and slashing towards the dynamometer.