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Ning Wufeng did not have a Nine Spiritual Pulse, so what if the people beside him were powerful?
Sun Chengle's eyes exploded with a dazzling light. If Ning Wufeng did not have the Nine Spiritual Pulse, what qualifications did he have to compete with her? The beauty Chen Chuchu would still be his in the end!
"Do you think that all the people around you have Nine Spiritual Pulses and you will become a genius? "Trash is trash!" Liu Wenxin shouted hysterically.
"You dare insult my master?"
Yan Ling frowned, he took a step forward, but was stopped by Ning Wufeng.
He chuckled and walked up to the platform. The six Swordwash Academy s on the stage had yet to recover from their shock.
"Senior sister, can we start now?" Ning Wufeng smiled and asked.
"Oh, but... "It's done." The senior sister immediately revealed a look of understanding, the round beautiful face turned red, and immediately signaled Ning Wufeng to start the test.
The shock that the three Nine Spiritual Pulse Cultivators gave them was simply too great. Normally, there would only be one Nine Spiritual Pulse cultivator a year, so all the Elders of the academy would fight for him. Now there were three of them all at once.
Ning Wufeng smiled and placed one hand on the Pulse Testing Stone. Below the stage, he saw Sun Chengle and Liu Wenxin holding their breath, staring at his movements.
"Senior Sister, is this Pulse Testing Stone really that easy to use?" Ning Wufeng suddenly turned his head and asked, catching his senior sister off guard.
"Ah?" Good... It's easy to use. " The round-faced senior sister quickly said.
Liu Wenxin and the rest looked forward to see the results of Ning Wufeng's test, but they did not expect him to stall for time.
"Brat, are you afraid of making a fool of yourself in public? If you don't dare to take the test, then get down. Swordwash Academy does not need a coward like you. " Liu Wenxin scolded.
Ning Wufeng raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "I was just afraid that I would scare you guys later, so I gave you guys some time to prepare."
"Hmph, the Nine Spiritual Pulses here didn't scare us, let alone a person with a Nine Spiritual Pulse like you. I think you're going to make a fool of yourself. " Sun Chengle muttered to himself coldly.
He had thought that he would be able to stand out in the admissions exam and then win the heart of a beauty. But now, the Nine Spiritual Pulse was nothing special. Thus, he could only hope that Ning Wufeng would open a weak spirit vein and then kick him fiercely.
"Oh, right." Ning Wufeng suddenly revealed a look of understanding, and said: "I forgot to tell you guys, I am not a Nine Spiritual Pulse, but I am a Ten Spirits Vein."
"Stone Spirit Vein?" Some people in the audience could not react in time and asked doubtfully, "What is a Stone Spirit Pulse?"
Sun Chengle's pupils contracted violently, his heart started beating rapidly.
They just saw Ning Wufeng placing his hand on the Pulse Testing Stone. One, two, three lights lit up on the statue.
"The eighth."
"The ninth."
"Ten!"
Heavens, it was actually the Ten Spirits Vein!
The legendary Ten Spirits Vein actually appeared in the Swordwash Academy! The disciples at the side could not react in time.
Sun Chengle's face was ghastly pale as he muttered: "Impossible, how could you be a Ten Spirits Vein? Something must be wrong. "
He rushed to the stage and pushed Ning Wufeng away. He rechecked his spirit vein; it was still the Nine Spiritual Pulse.
"Hurry and inform the Elders." The disciples of the Swordwash Academy woke up and said anxiously.
Immediately, a disciple rushed over to inform the clan elders of Swordwash Academy.
Sun Chengle, on the other hand, looked like he had lost his soul. The Nine Spiritual Pulse he was so proud of was actually just a joke today.
Liu Wenxin retreated back into the crowd dejectedly. Ning Wufeng's Ten Spirits Vein posture would definitely get the attention of the Swordwash Academy. When he ascends to the skies, it would be extremely troublesome if he took revenge on for what happened today.
Ning Wufeng laughed and asked: "Senior sister, could it be that Ten Spirits Vein is rarely seen?"
The senior sister was stunned, then looked at Ning Wufeng with her starry eyes, and said enviously: "Of course it's rare, with junior's talent, once you enter the Academy, you will definitely receive important treatment."
Ning Wufeng laughed, turned and went back down the stage. Chuchu rolled his eyes at him, and laughed: "You must be extremely pleased with yourself."
"Of course, if we don't shake the Swordwash Academy, why would they pay any attention to us?" Ning Wufeng said softly.
Chuchu nodded slightly.
The disciples that were participating in the exam surrounded the two of them.
"Senior Brother Ning, I am Zhao Wuyan from the Iron Mountain Zhao Family. I am honored to be able to enter the Academy at the same time as Senior Brother, I hope that Senior Brother can take care of me in the future."
"Senior Brother Ning, I am Xie Wanqing from the Xie Clan of the Frigid Lake. I hope senior can take care of me in the future." A weak and weak girl gave Ning Wufeng a bright smile and greeted him with a wry smile.
"The outer city Li Family's brother and sister, Li Qi and Li Jun, have seen Senior Brother Ning, I hope that Senior Brother can give us pointers in the future."
All of these disciples who had not entered the Swordwash Academy walked over to greet Ning Wufeng. Everyone knew what the Ten Spirits Vein meant. If he didn't make good use of this opportunity now, he wouldn't have another chance in the future.
Ning Wufeng chuckled, and returned the greeting courteously to everyone around him.
At this time, someone hurriedly walked out from the Swordwash Academy. It was a middle-aged man with dozens of disciples following behind him. At the same time, Ning Wufeng sensed five or six powerful auras approaching him at the same time.
"Where are the disciples of the Ten Spirits Vein?" That middle-aged man was handsome and handsome, but at this moment, he was a bit anxious and his face revealed an uncontrollable joy.
"Reporting to Master Luo, Ten Spirits Vein's junior brother is here." The round-faced Senior Sister pointed at Ning Wufeng and said.
"You are a cultivator of the Ten Spirits Vein?" Master Luo's face revealed an excited expression. He placed a hand on Ning Wufeng's shoulder and said: "Don't resist, let me see."
Ning Wufeng immediately retracted his Spirit Realm and let Master Luo inspect his Spirit Vein.
Martial Uncle Luo's expression became anxious at first, but soon after, it turned into pleasant surprise. Finally, he revealed a look of ecstasy and exclaimed: "It really is the Ten Spirits Vein!"
"My Spiritual Academy is willing to accept this boy." An elderly voice rang out from the sky.
"My Sword Spirit Academy is set on it! Whoever dares to fight with me over a person, I'll worry about you guys!" a hurried voice called.
"The Sect Leader is willing to accept him." A gentle voice sounded.
It was only then that Ning Wufeng realized that besides the Sword Spirit Academy, the Sect Leader's branch was also in Swordwash Academy. Other than the first time, there were also many elders between the two academies who were accepted as disciples outside the Spiritual Academy.
Seeing the cultivators of the Ten Spirits Vein, this group of old fellows all started arguing. In front of hundreds of disciples, he did not care about his image at all.
"Alright, then Ten Spirits Vein will be yours. The two Nine Spiritual Pulses will belong to us." Someone made a step back and asked for two Nine Spiritual Pulses in one go.
"No way!" A shout sounded out in unison, and everyone disagreed.
Ning Wufeng rubbed his nose, and said embarrassedly: "Fellow elders, aren't there two more tests? "Wait until after these two tests are over, then decide who I want to join?"
After hearing what Ning Wufeng said, the group of continuously quarreling elders all quieted down.
"Right, I want to see this kid test the Soul Strength." In the sky, a figure suddenly stepped out, causing a violent fluctuation in the space.
Ning Wufeng felt his vision blurred, and a bent old man appeared in front of him.
Half-step Origin Core Stage!
When he moved his hands, there were faint fluctuations in the meaning of the laws. Ning Wufeng's heart could not help but thump loudly.
"Senior." He bowed respectfully.
With a flip of his hand, the stooped old man formed a white spirit pearl, hovering above his hand.
"Use your soul consciousness to control the soul power orbs here." The old man said in a deep voice.
Ning Wufeng's brows twitched, he thought for a while, then carefully released his Divine Sense and poured it into the Soul Pearl.
Sou sou ?
The soul power orb rapidly rotated, and the white light became more and more dazzling. Gradually, a red light appeared. The red light was getting stronger and stronger, casting rays of reddish-orange light in all directions.
After the orange light came the yellow.
The surrounding people all stared at the light bead nervously. What kind of miracle would the proud son of heaven of the Ten Spirits Aperture bring to them?
"Could it be a Violet Ranked Spirit Master?" Someone said nervously, "Swordwash Academy has yet to recruit any Violet Rank Soul Strength this year."
"It should be even stronger. It shouldn't be a Silver Rank, right?" Someone said carefully, afraid that his voice would affect the test on the platform.
"Silver rank?" The pupils of the person who heard the sound constricted.
The people below were all discussing, the Swordwash Academy Elders on the stage were all holding their breaths, their eyes shining as they stared at the Soul Pearl in Ning Wufeng's hand.
They were waiting for the birth of a miracle!
Suddenly, the soul ball turned green. The green light became more and more intense, more and more dazzling.
The green light grew deeper and deeper.
After reaching Green Rank, Ning Wufeng already had the qualifications to join the Swordwash Academy.
Everyone was waiting for the soul ball to transform again, but the ball had stopped at the green rank.
"What's going on?" Some people in the audience were whispering to each other, revealing doubtful expressions on their faces.
"That shouldn't be the case. Normally, these seven colors change very quickly. Why did they drag this out for so long?"
"Kid, concentrate, don't get distracted." The stooped old man shouted in a deep voice.
Ning Wufeng sighed lightly, but the soul power orb had still stopped at the green rank, it had finally reached the right to join the Swordwash Academy.
"How could this be?" The stooped old man's expression changed and he dodged the soul ball, pouring his powerful divine sense into it. The soul ball began to change in seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, blue, and purple. In the end, the soul ball stopped at a purple color.
"That shouldn't be the case, there's no problem with the soul ball." The old man muttered, he looked straight at Ning Wufeng and scolded him: "Brat, are you sure you didn't hide your true strength?"
Ning Wufeng shook his head and said, "Reporting to senior, how can this junior hide my strength from you? If Senior does not believe, you can inspect this junior's Sea of Consciousness. "
That old man was not courteous at all as he poured his huge consciousness into Ning Wufeng's mind.
"Hiss." That shouldn't be. How can Power of Divine Consciousness be so weak? " The old man muttered, he shook his head and said: "The Ten Spirits Vein, but the Soul Strength Green Rank, seems like it is not suitable for our Array Spirit Academy."
He left without a trace of interest, and with a single sentence, he determined Ning Wufeng's fate.