After a brief mont, Wu Tianyu gave a light shout, and in an instant, within a hundred-foot radius around him, small stones on the square began to float.
Whizz, whizz, whizz!!
The nurous stones seed like small swords, rushing towards the High Priest with a piercing sonic boom.
In a flash, the stones approached the stand, shooting towards the High Priest.
"Unqualified!"
At this mont, a detached voice emanated from the High Priest’s mouth, and then with a flick of his sleeve, the stones flew back to the square, returning to their original places.
The many high-ranking mbers of the Witch Clan on the stand couldn’t help but shake their heads secretly. Too weak, only at the Small Success realm.
Upon hearing this, Wu Tianyu’s face turned pale, looking displeased. Although he had anticipated this result, he was still very unwilling to accept it.
But since the High Priest declared him unqualified, what else could he do!
With a sigh, Wu Tianyu turned and left the center of the square, walking to the edge.
Although he was sowhat unwilling for not becoming a Junior Officer, he wasn’t too disappointed, knowing his own talent couldn’t possibly compete with people like Wu Renwang.
"Next!" the High Priest announced loudly.
Then, another Witch Clan genius imdiately soared into the air and similarly perford the Heavenly Sword Technique, launching an attack on the High Priest.
However, although his attack was slightly stronger than Wu Tianyu’s, it still did not reach the Great Success realm.
"Unqualified!"
The second genius was also eliminated.
"Unqualified!"
"Unqualified!"
"Unqualified!"
Throughout the following ti, the High Priest’s voice continuously rang out, all declaring unqualified, not a single person could cultivate the Heavenly Sword Technique to Great Success.
Even the top-ranking candidates on the Junior Officer list, Wu Moyu and Wu Gangtian, failed one after another.
This left all the spectators on the square secretly alard; this test was indeed the hardest.
Soon, only Lin Feng, Wu Renwang, Wu Ma, Wu Youlan, and Wu Qiong remained, and everyone else had been eliminated.
"Next!" the High Priest’s voice rang out again.
Lin Feng did not move; he preferred to wait until the end and observe others first.
Wu Renwang also remained motionless, as did Wu Ma and Wu Youlan.
Wu Qiong glanced at the four, seeing that they had no intention of making a move, he sneered and leaped into the sky, reaching a hundred-foot altitude in an instant.
Then, Wu Qiong instantly exhibited the Heavenly Sword Technique, turning all debris within several miles, the tiny stones on the ground, and the willow fluff floating in the air, into countless small sharp swords.
Countless sharp swords shot into the sky, carrying a trendous montum, blasting towards the High Priest.
"Not bad!"
The High Priest nodded slightly and let out a faint praise.
Wu Qiong was imdiately overjoyed upon seeing this, but the High Priest’s next words instantly plunged him into an abyss.
"Unqualified!" A detached voice ca from the High Priest, and then with a wave of the sleeve, all the sharp swords returned to their original path, falling back to the ground.
Wu Qiong’s face imdiately fell, how could it possibly be unqualified?
He felt his Heavenly Sword Technique should have already achieved Great Success, he didn’t expect the High Priest to directly say unqualified!
This Heavenly Sword Technique, due to the lack of a grading system, has indeterminate levels of proficiency, so he wasn’t sure if he had reached the Great Success realm.
"Step aside! Next!" the High Priest waved a hand and announced loudly.
Although Wu Qiong was unwilling, he wanted to inquire further, but seeing the High Priest’s indifferent expression, he dared not confront him and had to step aside gloomily.
He was curious to see if anyone else could surpass him, and to what extent the Heavenly Sword Technique at the Great Achievent Realm had reached!
"Wu Renwang, Wu Chen, I’ll go first!"
At this mont, Wu Ma glanced at Wu Renwang and Lin Feng, and without waiting for a reply, leaped into the sky, soaring to several hundred feet above.
"Rise!"
A soft command echoed from Wu Ma’s mouth, and imdiately, within a radius of dozens of miles, countless tiny rubble, dirt, and dust flew up into the air.
Countless tiny rubble, dirt, and dust transford into a magnificent sword rain, exploding with a sky-high sharpness, rushing towards the High Priest overwhelmingly.
Everyone was slightly surprised upon seeing this; Wu Ma’s Heavenly Sword Technique was truly extraordinary, much stronger than others.
Indeed, Wu Ma’s cultivation at the sixth layer of the Martial Emperor realm certainly provided strong support for the power of this sword technique, but even so, its proficiency was quite high.
As the overwhelming sword rain was about to hit the High Priest, the High Priest waved his sleeve, and all sharp swords returned the way they ca.
This ti, the High Priest remained silent, showing a thoughtful expression.
Wu Ma grew a bit nervous upon seeing this, his gaze fixed tightly on the High Priest.
The entire Holy Witch Square was watching the High Priest, waiting for him to announce the result.
"Alas! Just a bit off!"
After a while, the High Priest sighed and said.
Although he valued Wu Ma, the facts were undeniable: Wu Ma’s Heavenly Sword Technique, although infinitely close to the state of great success, was ultimately just a bit short.
Upon hearing this, Wu Ma’s figure trembled slightly, a bit dazed in front.
Failed! He actually failed at the final hurdle!
After working so hard for so long, he was waiting for this one chance! He didn’t expect to fail in the end!
"Wu Ma, are you okay?" Wu Youlan flew to Wu Ma’s side, asking with a worried expression.
"I’m fine!" Wu Ma forced a smile.
"That’s good!" Wu Youlan breathed a sigh of relief and imdiately looked at the High Priest, saying: "High Priest, my proficiency realm in the Heavenly Sword Technique is not as good as Wu Ma’s, so I voluntarily withdraw!"
"Youlan...!" Wu Ma’s expression changed upon hearing this; he knew very well that she also wanted to beco a Junior Officer.
"Wu Ma, I know myself well; forget it!" Wu Youlan shook her head and said.
She was telling the truth; her proficiency in the Heavenly Sword Technique was not as good as Wu Ma’s. Since he was not qualified, she definitely couldn’t qualify.
"Hmm! Withdraw!" The High Priest nodded and waved his hand slightly.
At this mont, everyone’s eyes fell on Lin Feng and the Witch King.
Everyone was filled with anticipation. Others had all been eliminated, leaving only Wu Chen and the Witch King.
Between the two, who could pass this hurdle? Or would they both fail? Or perhaps both pass?
People had great confidence in the Witch King but couldn’t underestimate Wu Chen either. After all, Wu Chen’s performance in the first two rounds was extrely eye-catching, almost like a dark horse.
Lin Feng turned to look at the Witch King, finding the latter looking back at him, both of their gazes locked together, instantly resembling two sharp swords clashing, sparks flying.
"I must win!" The Witch King’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice cold, yet absolutely confident.
Their mutual gaze was filled with tension.
For both of them, the position of Junior Officer was sothing they were determined to achieve.
Lin Feng had been planning for a long ti to beco a Junior Officer; only by doing so could he save Hong Qingxuan, only by doing so could he act as he wished within the Witch Clan.
As for the Witch King, the position of Junior Officer had been awaited for too long; he lost to Wu Ling in the last Junior Officer selection, and this ti was his last opportunity, which he must seize no matter what.
"Dare to bet?" Seeing Lin Feng’s confidence, the Witch King smiled sinisterly.
"I refuse no challenge!" Lin Feng’s expression was calm. He was extrely confident, regardless of what the other wanted to bet.
"Ten thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals, dare you?" The Witch King said deeply, the stakes he set were very high; ten thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals were already a fortune for martial artists in the Martial Emperor realm.
Especially for a low-ranking Martial Emperor like Lin Feng, it could be said that even his entire wealth might not amount to ten thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals.
"It’s a deal!" Lin Feng nodded solemnly, fearlessly accepting the bet, although he didn’t have ten thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals, he had the assurance of victory.
Everyone watched the tense duo with increased anticipation; both were highly confident. Could it be they were both confident their Heavenly Sword Technique had reached the Great Achievent Realm?
The High Priest’s gaze wandered, glancing at the Witch King for a mont, then at Lin Feng, a mysterious gleam flashing in his eyes.
He already knew the outco; what the two would showcase next was rely going through the motions.
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