A burst of rumbling, a large amount of flas scattered and flew around, smoke and dust rose.
In an instant, Xu Fengxiong's figure flew out from the smoke like a torn burlap sack, hitting the ground awkwardly, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.
His body was covered with scorch marks from the flas, his hands trembled violently, blackened all over.
One strike of the Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber did indeed shatter a Firebird.
But the scattered flas directly injured his whole body.
If Zheng Yuhuan had not deliberately held back, Xu Fengxiong would have been either dead or crippled.
Xu Fengxiong was full of shock, how could cultivators be so strong?!
Just a simple spell could cause him injury?
He didn't even touch Princess Langhuan's clothes!
This, is this the power of cultivators?
"Chirp chirp chirp chirp~"
At this mont, two more crisp bird calls rang out.
Two more Firebirds flew out of the smoke, circling around Xu Fengxiong incessantly.
"Clang~" Xu Fengxiong unhesitatingly discarded the Yanling Saber in his hand, took a deep breath, and said: "Princess Langhuan, your strength is formidable. Xu Fengxiong admits defeat!"
"Ah? Admitted defeat so quickly?"
Princess Langhuan pouted and said, "Boring, I thought you could take a few more hits~"
Xu Fengxiong said, "Princess Langhuan, your immortal technique is superb, indeed I am no match."
"The immortal technique is superb~"
Princess Langhuan laughed, her eyes full of pride, imdiately dispersing the Firebirds and storing the magical artifact in her storage bag, looking proudly at Zheng Yi.
"What do you think, Father, I won, hehe~"
"Well done, Yuyao."
Zheng Yi nodded in agreent.
Zheng Yuhuan had just fought in the most orthodox way of cultivators.
Facing Xu Fengxiong, a re First-grade Martial Artist, was certainly easy.
Even though Xu Fengxiong had extensive fighting experience and was remarkably talented.
But... unable to win is simply unable to win!
No mortal martial artist, apart from Xu Mujun, can be a match for a cultivator!
Xu Fengxiong stepped forward respectfully, "Your Majesty, Princess Langhuan's immortal technique is superb, I admit defeat."
"I... concede willingly!"
"Good!"
Zheng Yi laughed and said, "Your martial arts aptitude is impressive, surely your spirit root is not weak either. When your immortal technique is accomplished, I will not neglect you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Xu Fengxiong gave a great salute, his tone respectful.
"Hehehe..."
Zheng Yuhuan laughed, saying, "Does that an, big brother, in the future you will be my junior disciple?"
"Quickly call senior sister~"
"This..."
Zheng Yi said, "In the Cultivation Realm, those who are capable teach."
"Indeed, you should call Yuhuan your senior sister."
"Alright, alright."
Xu Fengxiong opened his mouth, finally gritted his teeth and said, "Senior sister."
"Hahaha~"
Zheng Yuhuan laughed happily, boasting, "From now on, you will be my junior disciple, don't worry, I'll protect you in the Imperial Palace!"
Then whispered, "But you can only call senior sister, don't call that person senior sister!"
"That person?"
Xu Fengxiong was full of confusion, Zheng Yuhuan pouted and said, "That person is Zheng Yuyao, her cultivation is even higher than mine..."
"Princess Yaoshi?"
Xu Fengxiong imdiately recalled, Princess Yaoshi and Princess Langhuan are the sa age.
And if Princess Langhuan says Princess Yaoshi's cultivation is even higher, doesn't that an...
He was shocked in his heart, what kind of prodigies are in the Royal Family!
Eight-year-old Princess Langhuan can easily defeat a First-grade Martial Artist.
Moreover, there is still Princess Yaoshi who is even stronger than Princess Langhuan, this is truly unbelievable!
"Alright, you may step back now."
"Yes!"
Xu Fengxiong stepped back, the Spirit Testing Ceremony continued.
With twelve thousand people, even using the Spirit Testing Array, it takes several hours.
But everyone was excited, all waiting on Baiyu City.
And all the participants beneath Baiyu City were even more filled with anticipation.
Who would not hope to possess a spirit root, to be valued by Your Majesty, and thus soar to the sky?
Unfortunately,
Since Shi Xiaofeng and Xu Fengxiong were detected to possess spirit roots, in the following hours, no other person was found to have a spirit root!
The cultivators did not lose heart, instead changed the spirit stones and continued detection.
Until the n's team was nearing completion, there finally was a reaction.
Two figures showed a response in the Spirit Testing Array.
Tianxingzi used a hand gesture, the Flying Ship descended again, bringing these two up.
Among them, one was a seven or eight-year-old child nad Tong Tao, a son of an ordinary citizen in the city.
The other one, fourteen years old, was nad Zheng Chengwen, a mber of the Imperial Family!
After Zheng Yi's inquiry, it turned out that Zheng Chengwen was Prince Xian's seventeenth grandson, and his 'nephew'?
Imperial Family mber.
Possessing a spirit root.
Prince Xian's grandson.
These titles on Zheng Chengwen imdiately sparked countless discussions.
This person dressed in scholar robes, face handso as jade, eyes gentle, a refined young gentleman.
"Young Crown Prince Zheng Chengwen, he actually has a spirit root!"
"Crown Prince Zheng, quite famous for his literature, unable to partake in the imperial exam, but unexpectedly possesses a spirit root!"
"The royal family prospers..."
Amid nurous discussions, Zheng Yi nodded secretly.
The Great Yu Zheng Clan, descendants of cultivators, having soone awaken their spirit root is no surprise.
Perhaps Zheng Chengwen is not the last one.
After so encouragent, the two were taken down.
Zheng Yi even personally wrote a letter, sending the news to Prince Xian far away at Black Mountain Pass.
Next was the won's team.
Compared to the n's team, the number of won was slightly less.
But still several tens of thousands in total.
Under eunuch's guidance, many young girls, maidens slowly stepped onto the Spirit Testing Talisman.
After several hours, the sky darkened, and the won's team had completely finished testing.
And those possessing spirit roots... only three!
"Out of more than forty thousand won, only three possess spirit roots, this probability is indeed too low!"
"Spirit root spirit root, one in ten thousand, and even adding the n's team, only seven total!"
"These seven are children of destiny...!"
Officials around whispered, Zheng Yi shook his head, feeling a bit disappointed.
Out of more than twelve thousand, only seven possessed spirit roots!
Even adding Aunt i, Chen Hai, and Wang Anshi tested a month ago, just ten total.
This probability, considered ordinary.
And the identities of the three won with spirit roots were quickly discovered.
The first, Lu Qing'er, a mber of the Lu Clan, aged twelve.
The second, Xia Houling, daughter of a refugee, only eight years old.
The third, Dai Shu, daughter of ordinary citizens.
Under Zheng Yi's encouragent, the three won stepped down.
At this point, the Spirit Testing Ceremony should have ended.
But Zheng Yi, taking advantage of moonlight, summoned the remaining five untested daughters to his side.
Sixth Princess, Princess Guanghan, born to Consort Yue, Miaoo Yuesheng.
Seventh Princess, Princess Xiuyuan, born to Princess Consort Wan, Zhuu Wanwan.
Eighth Princess, Princess Lingbo, born to Concubine Qing, Lin Qing'er.
Ninth Princess, Princess Suzhen, born to Consort Miao, Rong Miao'er.
Tenth Princess, Princess Lingxiao, born to Noble Consort, Cui Xiabing.
These five princesses, the oldest already six, the youngest five.
It is ti to test them for spirit roots.
"Xiabing, please go ahead."
"Certainly, Your Majesty."
Five figures rose, ca to Zheng Yi's side, respectfully saluted.
Cui Xiabing, Zhuang Yuheng, Yue Chan, Dongyun Jie, Dongyun Yu.
Five consorts, all cultivators, tasked to test the five princesses.
Highest cultivation Cui Xiabing, did not test her own daughter, entrusted to Dongyun Yu.
"Children, close your eyes, just for a few breaths, very quickly."
"Yes, Noble Consort~"
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