"Some of you who are over sixty have also sprinkled!" Wu Le Sheng suddenly raised his inverted triangular eyes and hammered his fist on the crow's toned abdominal muscles.

The crow suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "Who knows! Just in case, I spilled all the people who just made the report, isn't this all the ones under sixty scattered!"

The crow retorted with an inverted triangular eye.

"Stupid! What if there is good potential? How many talents might you miss out on me! I look like a fox, how can I do things so ...... so much?"

The magpie watched the two of them grunt, held their foreheads, and sighed helplessly.

......

"Now, Birdman, you guys just did that, right?"

Suddenly there were some voices from the audience, and the crows looked over, and there was a group of people standing on the high platform, dressed in strange costumes, all casting unkind glances at them.

The man at the head of the group had a golden thorn on his head, a broad heavy sword on his back, and a random stone was thrown on his bandaged hand, and with a flick of his thumb, the stone rose into the air, flew right to the high platform, and rolled to the crow's feet.

"You're the teachers of this academy, aren't you?

He looked at the three people on the stage, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and his eyes seemed to be quite contemptuous.

And the people around him also looked at them with a sneer, as if they had a group of power, and they became arrogant.

"These bunnies ......"

The crow was angry, and was provoked again, and he was even more furious. The magpie hurriedly hugged his waist and dissuaded:

"Image! You're a teacher now, can you be a little majestic!"

Wu Le Sheng on the side coughed twice, walked to the front, looked down at them and said:

"The ones you left behind should all be worth more than sixty, right?"

"Of course, but no one else dares to guarantee it. The epee man spread his hands:

"At least I don't get into a delirium after a little powder, quack! I don't know how those people got so weak. ”

"Hahaha, that's good. After all, if we can't even reach the passing line, our training intensity is - we will die. Wu Le Sheng stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"I don't recognize my own strength, and I am confused with just a little powder, and it's for their good to let them go, besides, my powder is a good medicine for clearing heat and detoxifying, and it is essential medicine at home, and it is not harmful at all. He turned to face the front and looked at the number of people in the audience who had lost more than half, then nodded in satisfaction, raised the microphone, and said to the bottom.

"Okay, guys, just now we have cleared the amount below sixty, but it doesn't mean that everyone here is above the pass line, if the next test finds that it does not reach this line......

Wu Le Sheng hooked the corners of his mouth:

"It's still going to be cleared!Okay, let's go to the official test!"

With that, he took out a spherical object from his arms, the purple gas in the sphere, and it seemed that there were lightning bolts constantly colliding, which looked quite illusory and unreal.

"That's ......" Xingli's eyes widened, this spherical object was so familiar.

"Isn't that the amethyst ball used to summon the subjugation device?"

The crystal ball in Wu Lesheng's hand seemed to condense a whole darkness, exuding an ominous aura, but it made people unable to take their eyes off, as if the whole person was about to be sucked in.

"You can't be mistaken...... It's the same thing, what are they going to do? That thing does test the value of the measurement, but ......"

Xingli looked up nervously: "Do you still want to test who is the descendant?"

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of "boom boom" on the high platform, and the big bell behind him slowly fell, and then, a high platform slowly rose from above, like a stone pillar, a transparent card slot was erected in the middle, and it seemed to be carved a degree every other point next to it, and when the stone pillar was completely raised, the sound of "boom boom" completely stopped.

The crow and the magpie suddenly consciously stood on both sides of the stone pillar, Wu Le Sheng put the amethyst in his hand into a groove on the stone pillar, and in an instant, the amethyst half of the body was submerged, and it seemed to be inlaid in the stone pillar, and a thin purple line poured up along the long card slot, until the beast face at the top of the stone pillar did not know what it was, and the eyes on the beast's face instantly lit up, shining bursts of purple gas, which was quite eerie and terrifying.

Underneath the beast's head, there is an electronic panel that seems to be used to display something.

"Okay, let's take the stage and test it out in turn. Wu Le Sheng looked at the audience, threw something out of his hand, until it fell to the audience, and when he looked at it, it was actually a thick hemp rope.

He smiled slyly and said playfully:

"This platform is eight meters high, if you don't think you can do it, you can also climb up with the help of a rope~"

As soon as these words came out, some people at the bottom were suddenly unhappy, and they treated us as monkeys.

"Hmph, I'll do it first. The heavy sword man just now wiped his nose, stepped on the ground with both feet, and in front of everyone's eyes, he directly rose into the air, rushed straight to the eight-meter-high platform, and then landed safely on the table.

"Oh oh, that person, "Heavy Sword" Ole!" Someone in the audience muttered, and someone seemed to recognize it:

"Why is he here? This man...... It is said that he is ruthless and completely a perverted murderer! Especially his strength is extremely terrifying, and the heavy sword that is only used to smash people has killed no less than a hundred people...... And all those who died under that heavy sword were beaten to pulp, and the death was extremely tragic, and it is said that because of the great resentment, there were still the spirits of those people attached to it......"

"It's so scary, why are people like this here......"

"There are so many big names this year, I think we may have no hope......"

On the stage, Ole walked over with his hands in his pockets and a wicked smile.

"Put your hand on the amethyst, and the pillar will show you your measurements. Wu Lesheng smiled, turned around and said loudly:

"Let's talk about the size rating regulations first, as we all know, the range of the size of our ordinary first-order people is one to one hundred, and then seventy is the limit of a normal adult man. Therefore, our assessment range for this year is: 60 or more is passed, 70 or more is good, 80 or more is excellent, and 90 ...... I don't think about it for the time being, because it's been a long time since our college has had a freshman over 90 years old. Depending on the size of the measurement, we will decide on your dormitory and classroom, so ...... Your current talent basically determines what kind of life you will have next. ”

Wu Le Sheng said, turned to Ole and said, "You can start the test." ”

Ole smiled disdainfully and casually placed his hand on it.

The purple light flashed, and the card slot on the stone pillar began to rise, ten, twenty, thirty, and the value slowly rose, the speed was quite fast at the beginning, and gradually slowed down later. And its color also changed from red to orange, then to yellow-green, then to cyan blue, and finally to lilac, and stopped.

Eventually, the top of the rainbow bar stopped at the 70-plus scale next to it.

And on the electronic panel above, the numerical word seventy-eight is also displayed.

"What's your name, how old is this year?" Wu Le Sheng said with a smile as he looked at the display on the stone pillar.

"Ole, Twenty-Nine, remember my name, old man!"

He snorted, a look on his face.

"Good. Wu Lesheng looked at the audience, picked up the microphone and said loudly:

"Ole, seventy-eight quantities, good!"

"Seven...... Seventy-eight?!"

A few people in the audience suddenly exclaimed.

Seventy is the limit value of an ordinary person, and they are basically adults, about thirty or forty years old, when they are in the prime of life, the muscles of the whole body are rattling, and the strength of a punch can beat people to death. Don't think that seventy is too small, it's just that for a monster place like the Wuyi Lingjuku, it doesn't seem so surprising.

"His body value is already eight points more than the limit...... "Several people in the audience trembled, as if they felt that they couldn't compare to him at all.

"Cut, in the seventies, it's just my level last year. Offstage, Ouyang Chan looked at the stage and waved his hand weakly, in fact, he deliberately said it to Ling'er:

"Now I'm already stronger, and I don't like others to pretend to be forced in front of me, Ling'er, watch your Zen brother's performance!"

After that, Ouyang Chan also jumped suddenly, jumped directly onto the high platform, walked over with a big grin, and reported his name:

"I, Ouyang ......"

almost said his name casually, Ouyang Chan immediately changed his words in a hurry, but in this gap, others took the lead.

"Moz, thirty-three, can I start testing?"

On the side, a man with an X scar on his head suddenly came out, he walked unhurriedly, walked straight to the bottom of the stone pillar, and looked like he was about to put his hand up.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait, wait, wait,

"Huh, who's a little brat, get out, Lao Tzu came first. The scar man pushed him away, disdainfully.

"Are you bastards going to fight!"

Being scolded again, Ouyang Chan became angry all of a sudden, rolled up his sleeves, and the muscles in his arms swelled instantly.

"Heh, are you going to fight? ”

The scarred man did not show weakness, his right foot was crossed back, his palm was raised, and his forearm was erected in front of him, posing in an offensive posture.

"Come on, Moz, use your fists!"

A group of people in the audience were coaxing, it was the wave of people just now, the heavy sword man sat in the middle of the crowd, cocking Erlang's legs with a big grin, and his face looked as if he was waiting to watch a good show.

"You, your face is white and pure without any scars, and you are embarrassed to be a man?" Moz looked at Ouyang Chan and sneered.

"Huh?" Ouyang Chan twisted out an angry sign on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Then you are men with ugly faces, fat and disgusting faces, and scars on your faces?"

Ouyang Chan pointed at him and fought back.

"What did you say?" Moz seemed angry, twisting his knuckles and making a "Caracalla" sound.

Ouyang Chan quietly glanced at Ling'er in the audience, thinking about what kind of gaze she would cast, but Ling'er looked away, and didn't seem to pay attention to him on the stage.

"It's okay, when she sees my measurements, her expression will be cute. ”

Ouyang Chan smiled slightly, bowed down, it seemed that a battle was inevitable.

"Little bunny, are you underestimating me!"

Moz roared angrily, and when he saw Ouyang Chan's smile just now, he mistakenly thought that he was belittling him, and rushed forward in anger.

"Hmph, reckless. Ouyang Chan concentrated all the strength of his body on his waist and abdomen, ready to give him a fatal blow and defeat the enemy with one move.

"It's so easy to deal with you!"

He slammed into his feet!