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Xiao Tian felt the pressure on his body eased and curled his lips. It seemed that the little guy had accomplished his mission. The precious bones that maintained the formation in this area were dug out by him. The pressure of the formation disappeared and it was time to watch a good show.
As for him, he can just follow the crowd and blend in.
All he wanted was to join the Butian Pavilion and find an opportunity to check in at the Jiling.
This time's check-in was very different, and he was actually looking forward to it. After all, the sacrificial spirit of the Butian Pavilion was a gourd vine, which was so consistent with his talent.
Maybe, this time you check in, you’ll have a chance to get other Calabash Brothers’ talent panels.
Outside, Elder Xiong Fei began to count the geniuses who had emerged from District Eight. Since there were more geniuses this time, the Butian Pavilion would definitely strive for excellence. Even the formations might be more difficult than the previous two selections.
“1、2、3、4……489、490。
The eighth district is really unusual. Are all the talented disciples gathered here? It's really rare."
Elder Xiong Fei, a powerful Inscription Realm expert, said with a little doubt.
"It's nothing. It's indeed better than before, but this is a happy event. The difficulty of this test was so high that they were able to pass it. They are all good talents."
Elder Zhuo Yun stroked his beard and praised with satisfaction.
However, when they were walking in groups, arm in arm, with their arms around each other, Elder Zhuo Yun's hands trembled, several strands of his beard were pulled out, and his lips were shaking. He didn't know whether it was because of pain or anger.
Elder Xiong Fei opened his eyes wide, stunned. Finally, his expression began to change gradually, in a way that was more exciting than changing facial masks: red in the white, black in the red, black then green, blue, and purple.
Finally, Elder Xiong Fei felt dizzy and quickly reached out his hand, pinched his Ren Zhong point, took a deep breath, and then he recovered.
Xiao Tian came to Elder Xiong Fei at some point and asked, "Elder, are you okay? And this elder, are you injured?"
Elder Xiong Fei and Elder Zhuo Yun looked at the 1.8-meter-tall Li Xiaoyao version of Xiao Tian and asked, "How old are you, kid? How did you get in?"
“Two elders, I am twelve years old.
Walk in. "
Xiao Tian immediately replied solemnly.
"Well, good boy, you are really anxious to grow up. You should stand over there first."
Xiong Fei forced a hint of "kindness" and ferociousness on his face, a smile that was uglier than crying.
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"Who the hell did this?"
After a while, Xiong Fei, the elder of Butian Pavilion, let out a shrill and angry cry, which made those who heard it sad and listened to it cry.
"Elder Xiong Fei, calm down. There are so many Taoist friends watching us. Please pay attention to the image of our Butian Pavilion."
Elder Zhuo Yun tried his best to maintain his image and reminded them through secret voice transmission.
That's horrible!
More than 10,000 people entered the eighth area, and only the weakest 1,000 people could not even get through the beginning area. The remaining 8,000 people all walked out of the eighth area and passed the test.
The Butian Pavilion was both happy and sad. Now it was certain that the naughty kid from the Xushen Realm had really come to the Butian Pavilion. Even though he had changed his image and sneaked in, his style had not changed at all!
"Little brother, don't be afraid. The door of Zhulu Academy is always open to you."
The female war god quickly stood up and said.
"Junior brother, you can pretend to be eliminated, and then come to my Zhulu Academy. Then, I will teach you personally.
I will give you cultivation resources, top-notch magic skills, and I will also let you marry ten young wives."
Xiao Tian's Lanwa body also quickly stepped forward to help the female war god snatch the person.
Knowing that Shi Hao would not go to Zhulu Academy, it did not stop him from adjusting his attitude.
The female war god was speechless when she heard what Xiao Tian said. She felt that she should not have come at all. Now that she had Xiao Tian, a monster who could beat those with double pupils and fight those in the Spirit Transformation Realm in the Cave Heaven Realm, she should not force this naughty kid. Otherwise, once what Xiao Tian had done was exposed, Zhulu Academy would be even more chaotic than the Butian Pavilion.
Also, can't this scum be more low-key?
The assessment continues!
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Xiao Tian's naked body was already drowsy while holding the iron sword. Finally, he fell asleep while standing. "Hey, twelve-year-old boy, wake up. Are you going to take the exam or not? Everyone else has left."
"Thank you!"
When Xiao Tian opened his eyes, he saw Elder Xiong Fei with a gloomy face. He quickly rushed into the reconstructed assessment battlefield.
"Oh my god, what kind of monsters have entered the Butian Pavilion this time? Is this kid really the Twelve?"
Elder Xiong Fei looked up at the sky and said angrily.
"Xiong Fei, how can you judge a person by his appearance? That child looks young and is indeed under the age of sixteen as required by the assessment."
Elder Zhuo Yun said.
Half an hour later!
Elder Xiong Fei and Elder Zhuo Yun adjusted their mindsets and entered the genius assessment group, also known as the second battlefield, and brought some elders from major clans above the Inscription Realm to watch the ceremony.
Only those who can enter this second battlefield are true geniuses, and their cultivation has at least reached the Cave Heaven Realm.
However, entering the second battlefield also means life-threatening. Xiao Tian sneaked in and took a look around for a while, saving a few silly kids by the way.
For him, it was just a piece of cake.
"Everyone, let me show you a quasi-holy medicine that we at the Butian Pavilion have carefully cultivated for eight hundred years. Its medicinal effect far exceeds its normal medicinal age. In a thousand years, it may transform into a holy medicine."
Elder Zhuo Yun stroked his beard and spoke in a gentle and elegant manner.
"Look there..."
Elder Zhuo Yun looked over and saw only a pit.
He rubbed his eyes subconsciously, but there was still a hole.
"God damn it, who did this? Where is the medicine? Where is the precious medicine?!"
All of Elder Zhuo Yun's graceful demeanor and calmness were gone. He was like an ancient celestial dog whose tail was stepped on. Veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he raised his head and roared, so loud that his voice echoed throughout the mountains, and the rocks and grass were all trembling slightly.
"Elder Zhuo Yun, calm down. There are so many Taoist friends watching us. Please pay attention to the image of our Butian Pavilion."
Elder Xiong Fei stepped forward, pulled Elder Zhuo Yun's hand, and reminded him through secret voice.
The powerful men from various races who came to watch the ceremony were collectively petrified and dumbfounded. Elder Zhuo Yun had great cultivation skills, and his sonic power was so terrifying that it shook the earth.
Then, their shoulders shrugged slightly and the muscles on their faces trembled. They had received professional training to hold back and not laugh. Butian Pavilion was already unlucky enough.
They have helped Elder Zhuo Yun figure out who did this.
Xiao Tian came to Elder Zhuo Yun at some point and said, "Elder, are you demonstrating the ancient beast fighting technique? Your sound wave technique is amazing. I want to learn it."
Seeing Xiao Tian, Elder Zhuo Yun was stunned, "It's you again, why are you here?"
"Why can't I go to the second battlefield? I'm not the only boy to enter the second battlefield, right?!"
Xiao Tian rolled his eyes and said.
"Yes, he is right, Elder Zhuo Yun, the young man in front of you will be a member of our genius camp of Butian Pavilion in the future. You must not leave a bad impression on your disciples."
Elder Xiong Fei tried his best to sound amiable.
Zhuo Yun did not speak, but looked at the black evil tiger, an ancient species, that was guarding the quasi-holy medicine.
The Black Evil Tiger is an ancient relic with the blood of the White Tiger. Its entire body is black without a single spot of other colors. Its fur is very long, thick and dense, like a black mist. Standing there, it is taller than the mountains, like an ancient demon mountain. Its blood-red eyes are like two huge blood-red moons, terrifying and staring down at everyone coldly.
The Black Evil Tiger appeared, also extremely angry. With a loud roar, the mountains shook and the earth trembled. It sent out its spiritual consciousness and explained everything that had happened.
"Meimei, I think you should not think about recruiting that naughty kid to Zhuolu Academy. Just look at Butian Pavilion and you can imagine what terrible things will happen if he goes to our Zhuolu Academy."
Xiao Tian stepped forward, grabbed the white, tender and crystal-clear hand of the Goddess of War, and said earnestly.
The female war god was also stunned by what she saw just now. It must be said that all this happened made her refresh her destructive power towards the naughty kid. In fact, she agreed with Xiao Tian's words a little bit in her heart, and even forgot to pull back her hand.
Finally, after another hour, the disciple selection of Butian Pavilion was completely completed.
Xiao Tian's Calabash Brothers, dressed in blue, hugged the slender waist of the goddess of war and happily returned to Zhulu Academy.
With his red baby body, he successfully entered the Butian Pavilion.
After paying homage to the founder of Butian Pavilion, accommodation was arranged for everyone.
The arranged house is located in a valley where a bamboo forest is located. The air is filled with spiritual energy and auspiciousness. In particular, there are some old medicinal herbs growing between the cracks of the rocks, beside the road, and by the stream, which are filled with various medicinal fragrances. It is very natural and peaceful.
In the end, more than 3,000 new disciples stayed, more than half more than in previous years.
In the next few days, based on the disciples' performance in the entrance test, many of them were assigned to the Genius Camp.
Here, Xiao Tian met Xiao Qingfeng, a handsome boy. He actually had good talent, but he had been practicing for too short a time. Xiao Tian felt that with his talent, if he started practicing at the age of two or three, he would be qualified to enter the Genius Camp based on his talent.
"Junior brother, let's have a sparring match, but it's enough."
At this moment, a thirteen-year-old boy in blue looked at Shi Qingfeng and smiled, which he thought was approachable. He had flying black hair, a sturdy figure, and bronze skin.
Shi Qingfeng looked nervous. He was only at the Blood Moving Stage, and had only been practicing for over a year. He was only eight years old. The young man in front of him clearly wanted to bully him, and he instinctively felt that the other party had bad intentions.
"Snapped!"
Xiao Tian stepped forward and patted Zhou Yuhao on the shoulder, causing Zhou Yuhao's entire shoulder to lose consciousness instantly.
"Hello, what's the point of bullying this eight-year-old kid? Come, let me play with you."
Xiao Tian showed his two rows of white teeth, pulled out the black iron sword behind him, and said.
"who are you?"
Zhou Yuhao's face turned cold and he said.
"My great hero, I will never change my name or surname, so listen carefully, Li Xiaoyao.
When he saw injustice, he would roar, draw his sword and chop off the dog's head."
Xiao Tian raised his sword and pointed it at Zhou Yuhao, saying.
"You asked for it."
It has been three years since Zhou Yuhao entered the Butian Pavilion and he has now opened three caves.
The next moment Zhou Yuhao made a move directly, using his most proficient fish-dragon technique. His right hand drew a graceful trajectory, as if in harmony with the Tao, like an ancient fish-dragon swinging its tail. In an instant, endless runes burst out, and dots of blue light, like splashing water, came towards Xiao Tian.
"Shocking Sword Decision!"