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    After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man stood aside and looked at the group of young and strong men below with a smile of expectation.

    However, the young man below was silent.

    "There are only nine grades in total, but the minimum requirement is seven grades. Jiutian Palace is really strict in selecting disciples!" Fang Lang sighed secretly when he heard this.

    Before coming, he naturally also inquired about the situation of Jiutian Palace.  As far as he knew, the Blood Demon Sword King at that time, his cheap master, only barely reached level 7 in the test results at that time.

    Just now, the Blood Demon Sword Lord had a very strong character. He looked down upon the number of registered disciples, so he disliked it instead, which made many warriors from the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai full of regrets.

    In addition, none of the four kings and five geniuses of this generation have reached level 7.  Even the most talented king is only a 6th grade genius.

    Therefore, after the white-haired old man's voice fell, many young men did not move.  They all know their talent, and rather than go out there and bring shame upon themselves, they should stay honest and look for other opportunities once they reach this level.

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    Of course, it cannot be said that everyone is not interested in this test.  At least the new young Jiejun has a curious and eager face.

    ¡°I¡¯ll give it a try!¡±

    With a loud shout, a figure rushed onto the round platform.

    This is a young man wearing yellow clothes. He is very young, not much older than Ye Zi. He is in the fifth grade of Wu Jun

    "This is my first time in heaven. I'm very curious about it. If the test results are low in the future, please don't laugh at me!"

    The young man in yellow looked a little embarrassed. He glanced nervously at the white-haired old man next to him, and then slowly put his right hand on the crystal ball.

    Below, the crowd also watched with interest.  Although he thought the young man could not meet the requirements, he still idled around.  There's no harm in watching the fun.

    The young man in yellow put his palm on the crystal ball, and a dazzling white light burst out from the crystal ball, giving off a dazzling light.

    "Level 3 talent, unqualified!" The white-haired old man beside him suddenly shook his head and sighed.

    "Only level 3?"

    When the young man in yellow heard this, he immediately lowered his head and looked disappointed.

    He is really young, only 40 years old. He already has Wu Jun's level five attainments. His talent is indeed extraordinary, but he didn't expect that he only reached level three.

    "Child, don't sigh, you know most of us only have one or two talents!" Some people saw the disappointed expression of the young man in yellow and immediately shouted with envy.

    The same goes for Wu Zhao, Gongsun Xuan and Feng Feng.

    "Wu Sheng? It's only been a few thousand years. It's amazing. With his talent, I originally guessed that he would have reached the peak of the Martial Saint realm. I don't think he can go further and be classified as a Martial Saint. Even if  In ancient times, he was also a strong man." The white-haired old man's face was full of emotion.

    Later, the white-haired old man looked at Fang Lang and smiled, "I think your boy is still young, but his attainments are not weaker than those of the original Blood Demon Sword King. I'm afraid your talent is not weaker than his. Give it a try."

    ??This sentence, the white-haired old man did not convey his voice, everyone heard it.

    "Follow your senior's orders!" Upon hearing this, Fang Lang slowly placed his palm on the crystal ball, and a blazing white light gradually burst out from the crystal ball.

    Fang Lang was a little happy.  He observed it for a long time and compared it carefully.  The stronger the light, the higher the talent.

    But Fang Lang didn't notice the disappointed face of the white-haired old man.

    "Talent level five, unqualified!" The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed.

    "Well" Fang Lang was suddenly stunned, his face full of surprise, and the smile on his face froze.

    Wow!

    The crowd below was also surprised.  Everyone looked suspicious.

    "Fang Lang's strength is a battle. At his age, he can have such strength and talent, which is definitely the first generation of young people.

    However, the testing standards of the crystal ball have been verified through countless tests, and the treasures left over from ancient times are naturally infallible.

    Therefore, when they heard that Fang Lang's talent was only level 5, they were shocked.

    Level 5, although it is also very high, is the same as the original test result of Wu Tianjiao, but I know that Tianye¡¯s score far exceeds that of Wu Tianjiao!

    As a result, not only the white-haired old man was disappointed,Many people were also disappointed.

    Fang Lang was startled, then smiled.  Some of them said casually, "Five talents? Well, it's not too bad." After saying that, they bowed and walked towards the round platform below.

    A hint of appreciation flashed in the white-haired old man's eyes, and he nodded with a smile, "Yes, sometimes talent does not determine everything. The stupid bird flies first. Heaven rewards hard work, and talent can sometimes be created with your own hands."

    Fang Lang nodded when he heard this. At this time, he also wanted to know his talent clearly. He didn't have any special bloodline, and his martial spirit was blue.

    Such test results are nothing.

    Fang Lang knew that his strongest talent was to devour the soul of the Wu Kingdom. There were various opportunities and one test, but nothing was achieved.

    ? In the end, it comes down to strength.

    Thinking about it, Fang Lang felt relaxed for a while, stood with Mu Bingxue with a happy face, and no longer had any knots in his heart.

    Not far away, the king withdrew his eyes, which were no longer as majestic as before.

    Gongsun Xuanhe's calm expression remained unchanged, because Fang Lang's talent was no different from theirs.  With Fang Lang's power, they were still afraid.

    "Huh!" Wu Zhao snorted coldly and breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried about how talented Fang Lang was when he saw the white-haired old man chatting so happily with Fang Lang before, but he was relieved now.  "that's all!"

    Wu Zhao sneered in his heart. Although Fang Lang's talent was similar to his, his confidence was already stronger than Fang Lang's.

    The crowd around them gradually calmed down after experiencing a period of disappointment.

    The four kings stared at the ice and snow on the truncated cone with solemn expressions.

    Compared with Fang Lang just now, the white-haired old man was more enthusiastic about Mu Bingxue and received some special treatment.  He actually handed the crystal ball to the wooden ice and snow himself.  This has never happened before.

    Mu Bingxue was also a little flattered. She looked at Fang Lang next, and after receiving Fang Lang's encouraging eyes, she raised her arm and slowly placed her palm on the crystal ball.

    "Boom!"

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