"It's on, it's on!"

I don't know which disciple in the audience shouted. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Sure enough, the non-gold and non-wood test pillar emitted a dazzling golden light, but that light was like a flash in the pan, and it only took an instant to dim.

The dazzling golden light became weaker and weaker, fainter and fainter, like a candle swaying in the wind and losing its original support, the light flame was dim, the color was pale yellow, and it could be extinguished at any time.

"What's going on?"

Whether it was the examiner on the stage, or the disciples who had tested or were waiting for the test offstage, they all showed a trace of doubt, looking at the pillar of light, unable to believe their eyes.

Qualification tests, regardless of the martial artist's qualifications, have little change other than the difference in color displayed on the test column.

However, Zhou Yang's test subverted everyone's cognition.

First, the mysterious aura of strange fire, then the vast and dazzling Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi riot, and finally the current floating and weak state, which made the experienced examiners dumbfounded.

"Look, the color is out, it's pale yellow. Cut, I thought it was a superb qualification, making such a big battle. ”

"Light yellow? It turned out to be an inferior qualification, a grade that did not enter the stream. Tsk, it's really unusual, a product with inferior qualifications can also enter the Holy Hall, and Young Master Ben is really ashamed to be with him. ”

"I don't know how this kid got in, if he's the illegitimate son of some big man in the Templars. Ben Shao is a little disappointed in the Holy Church now, and he can mix in with this kind of qualification. ”

"It should be eliminated, I have never heard of a martial artist with inferior qualifications among the Templar disciples. ”

A martial artist analyzed loudly with a rare old age of his peers.

Withdrawing his palm, looking at Zhou Yang with this swaying pale yellow light, listening to the discussion in the audience, a trace of gloom flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes.

He trembled, his hands clenched, his nails pinched into his flesh, and he didn't realize that he had a purple mark on his hand. Gradually, Zhou Yang's mind sounded with all kinds of complicated sounds.

"Get out of here, get out of the Templar. ”

"The Templars don't need inferior humans of inferior qualities like you. ”

"You open your eyes and see, the disciples here are all geniuses, don't you feel ashamed that a person with inferior qualifications will follow up?"

......

Zhou Yang gradually lost himself, his face turned pale, and a feeling of dizziness came over him.

With his nature, this should not have happened. Moreover, before coming to the test, he had already made plans in all aspects, and he also had a more objective understanding of his qualifications. However, at most, he thought that his qualifications were ordinary, and he didn't expect it to be so unbearable.

Later, the discussion in the field gave him the feeling of being treated coldly in the Qinglong Hall when he had just lost his cultivation. The more important reason is still to know the chaos of the strange fire in the sea.

In the Demon Beast Forest, the evil fire was generated because of the strange fire, and there was a rebellion with Lin Yi, and now, it is still because of the strange fire that causes the imbalance of the mind. So, under a variety of shocks, he lost his mind.

"Ambition is not easy, things are not evaded, warriors should advance in the face of difficulties!"

At this moment, a soft snort came clearly into his ears.

The voice was soft, but it carried a convincing and inviolable idea. That voice carried a powerful spiritual power, directly hitting Zhou Yang's sea of knowledge, and there was a soft buzzing sound in Zhou Yang's mind, and the abnormal nine-night thunder fire in the sea of knowledge was under this cold snort, obediently obeyed, and then did not move, hiding under the spiritual core seed, like a wisp of residual fire, standing quietly.

"Hmph, what about inferior qualifications, don't step on your geniuses as usual. In terms of combat effectiveness, although I, Zhou Yang, only have the fourth order of qi refining, I am invincible at the same level, and I can also kill fifth-order opponents by leaping over the level; in terms of comprehension, now I will create my own fist method of redemption, sword-style dragon slash, all of which are amazingly powerful killing moves; at the same time, I also have the ancient treasure of the Zhige Sword, how can I Zhou Yang still be a waste, how can I fall down easily!"

Zhou Yang let out a cold snort, a cold light came out of his eyes, and swept towards the crowd, and the few young disciples who were talking about it couldn't help but shudder when they saw this cold gaze, and hurriedly closed their mouths.

"Strange, how can I have a trace of horror in the eyes of this kid who only has the fourth level of qi refining and inferior qualifications? Forget it, don't talk about him, it's important to recuperate and wait for the test. ”

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Huizhou Zhao Ziliang originally thought that Qingyun was tired of being with Zhou Yang, and Zhou Yang was selected for the Holy Hall with only the fourth-layer strength of refining qi, and his qualifications must be amazing, but he didn't expect that what he saw was such a result. He looked at Zhou Yang on the stage with a blue face and slowly walking down the steps, the corners of his mouth were dry, and he smiled coldly.

"With your qualifications, you dare to fight with Ben Shao, hmph, you will suffer in the future. If you stay in the Holy Hall and become a miscellaneous disciple, Lao Tzu will not be surnamed Zhao if you don't toss you out of a layer of skin!"

Ignoring all kinds of different eyes, Zhou Yang has long been immune to this kind of cynical expression. He was still as tall as a pine, like a proud general, stepped off the test bench, said hello to Qingyun and Fang Dazhi, and turned around and walked towards an open space on the edge of the martial arts arena.

After today's test, according to the different achievements and voluntariness of each disciple, it will be announced that they will enter each hall and be cultivated by category. He still has to wait here for news, and no matter what, he doesn't want to give up when the final result is not announced.

"Little junior brother, it's okay, the qualifications are poor, as long as you are diligent and persevering, you can still succeed, you must not think about it. ”

"Yes, Zhou Yang, your strength is obvious to all, and I believe that you will not let us down. What's more, this test stone is just a dead thing after all, maybe something went wrong. ”

As soon as they came out, Qingyun and Fang Dazhi surrounded them and comforted them with a look of regret, but they didn't quite believe their words. In this world, the qualifications are determined, and I haven't heard of any martial artist who has reached a high-level cultivation level or above, and it is an inferior qualification.

In other words, in their eyes, Zhou Yang's highest achievement will stop at the sixth level of qi refining, and even if there is a special opportunity, the future achievements will be very limited.

Therefore, they all carried a faint trace of regret, and there was a strong sense of comfort in their tones.

Instead, Zhou Yang smiled and said heartily: "Do you think I look like I've been hit?" Do you think I, Zhou Yang, will be crushed like this?"

Zhou Yang's voice was sharp, staring at the test stone on the stage, and because of his different test results, Elder Zhang and the others, who had not calmed down at all, and were still immersed in amazement, a fine light burst out of his eyes, and he said to Qingyun and the two: "Don't worry, I, Zhou Yang, will not admit defeat easily!"

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