"Look... The Divine Land Martial Artist is about to take the test!
Seeing Wang Lu Feng step out, the students of Jiangwu began to murmur among themselves.
Even quite a few Fourth Grade, and even so Fifth Grade ntors, were in the crowd watching.
In the eyes of the Jiangyuan Country martial artists, the Divine Land is an imnsely powerful behemoth, almost an unbeatable place.
In Jiangyuan Country, the Wei Yuan Corps is renowned, and the generals are all like war gods.
But the students from Wuda in the Divine Land, no one knows their level.
Everyone in Jiangwu was curious.
They better not be a bunch of duds, disgracing the Wei Yuan Corps.
"Can the martial artists from the Divine Land break the Princess’s record?"
A freshman asked softly.
"You’d better not ask such brainless questions in the future.
"Although the Divine Land is strong, don’t be too blind. The Princess is the most talented martial artist in recent years, no one can break her record."
A martial artist imdiately chided softly.
"The Princess’s record is truly unbreakable, you really don’t understand the martial artists of the Divine Land.
"They don’t eat Pagraso grass, and they even need to wash their bones before sealing grades, so their initial cultivation speed is slow. I’ve heard that the freshman students in the Divine Land can’t even break through to Third Grade."
Soone else added.
"For such a big country as the Divine Land, this is unbelievable. But the exchange group mbers, aren’t they already Third Grade? No, that girl seems to be Second Grade."
"What do you know, the exchange group coming to Jiangyuan Country is, of course, the strongest students."
"Shh, stop arguing, let’s just enjoy the spectacle in peace. Anyway, Princess Jingmiao’s record definitely can’t be broken."
While they were discussing, Wang Lu Feng had already walked to the front of the testing platform.
"All you need to do is hit the wooden stake with one punch, then you can wait for the results.
"Try to use as much strength as you can, with all your ability.
"The asurent results will determine how many tis you can enter the spiritual pool.
"Each ti you break the 100-centiter mark, you can enter once.
"If you hit a mark of 600 centiters, you can enter six tis. One hour each ti, and after using up the six chances, if you want to go again, there will be life-threatening risks.
"So, please do your best."
The ntor explained the precautions in detail to Wang Lu Feng.
Facing the Divine Land martial artists, the ntor was relatively polite.
"This is not ant to make things difficult for you, even the royalty of Jiangyuan Country must abide by this regulation."
Bao Dachang saw the crowd’s confusion and also explained.
"Did the Princess only enter eight tis in total?"
Su Yue asked.
"The Princess is royalty, she can take Bone Concealnt Pills, the limitation is not much of an issue."
Bao Dachang smiled.
The Princess has special privileges, it’s not the sa at all.
"So that’s it."
Su Yue nodded.
The spiritual pool can only be stayed in for one hour; Bao Dachang had already reminded them earlier.
After all, it’s the bone powder of a Ninth Grade Grandmaster, staying too long can cause injuries, and the Jiangyuan National Research Institute set up a chanism for safety.
Once you stay over one hour, you’ll be imdiately expelled from the spiritual pool.
Of course.
If you can endure the severe pain and pressure within the spiritual pool, you can enter consecutively, using all chances in one go.
But such reckless people generally don’t live long.
In Jiangyuan Country’s history, the strongest record is three tis.
Once there was a Prince who was stubborn, he went in three tis consecutively and still wasn’t satisfied.
On the fourth ti, the Prince failed the challenge.
In the end, the Prince spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair, playing with birds, and feeding dogs, living quite leisurely.
After this Prince, three tis beca the Ghost Gate of consecutive entries.
Even Princess Fang Jingmiao doesn’t dare to challenge recklessly.
Although the cultivation speed inside is very fast, it truly is life-threatening.
"Wang Lu Feng, if you want to go first, I won’t stop you, but if you dare disgrace the Divine Land, I will break your legs."
Tian Hongwei nervously reminded.
Their every move concerns the face of the Divine Land, they cannot be careless.
"Wang Lu Feng, make sure to attack with all your strength."
Bao Dachang also reminded.
The face of the Divine Land cannot be lost.
"Su Yue, do you think he can get into the top ten?"
Bao Dachang asked with concern.
If the students from the Divine Land can’t even get into the top ten, it’s a bit unsatisfactory.
It wouldn’t be too humiliating, but it wouldn’t look good either.
"Don’t worry, it should be top three."
Su Yue glanced at the scale and finally smiled calmly.
...
Rumble!
...
Right after Su Yue finished speaking, accompanied by a dull thud, a shockwave suddenly spread out, lifting the dust from the ground, and people coughed repeatedly.
Bao Dachang had just heard what Su Yue said clearly.
Top three?
What a joke.
He knew Su Yue was boasting, this is typical student vanity, understandable.
However, before another word could be spoken, the test had already ended with a loud bang.
This montum seed sowhat grand.
Bao Dachang quickly looked toward the scale.
Gasp!
The next second, he took a sharp breath.
Beside the scale, a red line like a fiery ribbon shot toward the scale’s pinnacle.
...
centiters!
centiters!
centiters!
centiters!
centiters!
...
Ultimately, the red pointer stopped at the position of 841 centiters.
The entire place fell silent.
The staff looked dazed, purely reacting instinctively to leave an imprint on the scale dial.
centiters.
Wang Lu Feng, from the Eastern Wuda of the Divine Land, second in history.
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