Chapter 18: Unparalleled

At this time.

The proctor from the God-Given University walked over, his gaze filled with admiration, and patted Li Huhai on the shoulder.

"Director Li, your Guangling City is truly surprising!"

The other God-Given University proctors all showed agreement and nodded.

Suddenly.

One proctor's expression changed and said: "Not good!"

"Outside Anhezhou, other God-Given universities in Linjiang Prefecture have heard the news and are rushing toward Guangling City!"

"No!"

"These two Level 3 talents must remain within our three schools!"

This time, three God-Given universities came to the Guangling City Grand Exam.

Anhezhou, Anhe Academy.

Neighboring Linchuan Prefecture, Linchuan University.

Neighboring Luoying Prefecture, Luoying Academy.

The three proctors looked at each other, and after gritting their teeth, they all made up their minds!

Each turned around, took out their identity devices, and began reporting to their schools!

No matter what.

These two Level 3 talents could not be snatched away by other schools!

On the ceremony platform.

Du Fang flipped his palm lightly, and the phantom longsword turned into light and dissipated.

He looked at Song Ling with a smile: "Sorry, I'm slightly stronger than you again."

Song Ling snorted coldly and jumped off the high platform directly.

Immediately.

Dozens of people from God-Illumination Middle School surrounded her, protecting Song Ling firmly in the middle.

At this very moment.

The audience watching the live broadcast had already boiled over!

The last time a Level 3 talent appeared in Guangling City.

Was more than ten years ago!

Now.

The Guangling City Grand Exam not only saw a Level 3 talent appear.

But two appeared at once!

Among them, there was even a powerful Level 3 'Martial'!

Du Fang's 'Ten Thousand Phenomena Sword Art'!

Even in Linjiang Prefecture, he was an object of competition for many God-Given universities!

You must know, Linjiang Prefecture had seventeen provinces.

Anhezhou was one of the seventeen provinces.

Guangling City was just a corner of Anhezhou.

Level 3 talents were too rare!

Among Level 2 talents, there were no more mediocre ones.

And Level 3 talents.

Even the most trashy 'Body' could erupt with unimaginable potential!

Even if one didn't want to cultivate.

One could go to the Provincial Prayer Temple.

Strip the talent into a light orb and sell it in the trading market.

The cheapest Level 3 talent, regardless of type or strength.

As long as it reached Level 3, it started at at least one million Alliance coins!

"Rank 2, Zhao Jianxue, ascend the ceremony platform!"

"Rank 1, Jiang Jian, ascend the ceremony platform!"

The array roared and turned, and the names of the two spread across the Flying Light Terrace!

Through live broadcasts and rebroadcasts.

The gazes of millions of people focused here.

"Du Fang, Song Ling, two Level 3 talents are ahead."

"These 1st and 2nd place, I'm afraid they will be overshadowed."

"With Du Fang and Song Ling as pearls ahead, even if they obtain Level 2 talents, it doesn't seem like much."

On the Anhezhou forum, dense discussions were scrolling wildly.

Every second, tens of thousands of comments could scroll by!

Zhao Jianxue walked onto the ceremony platform, looked at Jiang Jian, and didn't speak.

Jiang Jian walked to under the giant mirror on his own and closed his eyes.

Boom!

The giant mirror turned!

Two blinding beams of light shone down!

Zhao Jianxue bathed in the light flow.

Her black hair was like a waterfall, her dress fluttering.

A few seconds later.

She opened her eyes abruptly.

There was uncontrollable disappointment in her eyes.

At the same time.

On the examination board, the proctor's voice spread across the Flying Light Terrace!

"Zhao Jianxue, Level 1 'Art' talent, Flowing Fire!"

"God-Given score, 29 points!"

"Theoretical score, 49 points!"

"Total score, 78 points, post to the leaderboard immediately!"

Zhao Jianxue was stunned for a moment, looking at the flames dancing on her fingertips.

In her heart, no matter what, she couldn't be happy.

Level 1 'Art', Flowing Fire.

In normal times, it was already very rare.

To say it was one in ten thousand was a bit much.

Its God-Given score even got the perfect score for Level 1 talent, 29 points!

"Du Fang, Level 3 'Martial', Ten Thousand Phenomena Sword Art..."

"Song Ling, Level 3 'Mind', Soul Healing..."

Zhao Jianxue recalled the scene just now, stunned on the spot, dazed.

Level 1 and Level 3.

The gap was too big.

Like a chasm.

Like a natural moat.

Especially Song Ling, who was also at God-Illumination Middle School.

"Before this, the No. 1 prodigy of God-Illumination Middle School had always been me."

Zhao Jianxue raised her gaze, biting her lip.

Looking at Song Ling, who was surrounded by stars under the ceremony platform.

Now.

Song Ling seemed to have completely replaced her position.

"Zhao Jianxue, theoretical score 49 points, but talent is only Level 1, what a pity!"

"Level 1 'Flowing Fire' is already very strong!"

"But the two Level 3 talents in front were too shocking!"

"Zhao Jianxue's Level 1 'Art', although rare, is too far behind compared to Level 3 talent!"

"Look at her expression, she seems to have suffered quite a blow!"

"The God-Given Ceremony is just this stimulating!"

"I heard Zhao Jianxue is the Young Lady of the Zhao family!"

"The Zhao family runs an array business and has a rich family fortune; buying an expensive second talent shouldn't be difficult!"

"No matter how good a second talent is, it can't compare to one's native talent!"

"But native talent cannot be changed, this is a fact known to everyone!"

"God-Given Level 1 is Level 1, it can never be changed!"

"What a pity..."

On the Anhezhou forum, countless comments scrolled wildly, almost making it impossible for people to see clearly.

Suddenly.

Someone noticed.

Jiang Jian here had not yet had his God-Given result appear.

"Look!"

"Jiang Jian, who is 1st in theoretical score, hasn't obtained his God-Given talent yet!"

"But that light beam hasn't disappeared!"

"What is going on!"

Since when did it start.

All around.

It gradually quieted down.

Guangling City God-Illumination District, Shadow District.

Even Anhezhou, Luoying Prefecture, and the surrounding provinces.

More and more people held their breath.

Through the live broadcast, they watched the scene on the Flying Light Terrace.

Jiang Jian did not know the situation outside.

His whole body was bathed in the warm star light beams.

But his consciousness suddenly disappeared!

At the moment his consciousness dissipated.

Jiang Jian's mind shook, realizing he was having an episode, but he had no time to think.

Everything went black before his eyes, and he fell into a deep sleep directly!

Don't know how long passed.

Jiang Jian opened his eyes.

What he saw, however, was suffocating darkness.

"Am I, dreaming?"

Jiang Jian's expression was doubtful.

"The state of losing consciousness actually has dreams."

"This is the first time."

Jiang Jian groped forward in the darkness.

All around, there was a deathly silence with no one.

No direction, no time, no space.

Even the ground under his feet was pitch black.

Jiang Jian bent down and reached out to touch it.

This ground suddenly collapsed.

It couldn't be touched at all.

"What is that?!"

Suddenly.

Jiang Jian's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of some light.

His mind shook.

He walked toward the light.

Getting closer and closer.

Don't know how long he walked, Jiang Jian finally reached the light source.

This was a wisp of flame.

The flame was lively.

The color was a transparent ice blue.

The outer circle of the flame was surrounded by moon-white light flames.

Extremely beautiful.

"This is..."

Suddenly, Jiang Jian's mind was dazed.

"This darkness is the depth of my soul."

"So this deep sleep of mine was to let my consciousness enter the origin of my soul."

"Then this ice-blue flame..."

Jiang Jian stretched out his finger and touched it lightly.

A very light sound rang out.

The ice-blue flame curled up.

Circling his pale fingers, full of spirituality.

The next moment.

This flame passed through his fingertips and submerged directly into Jiang Jian's body, never to be seen again.

"This flame!"

Jiang Jian's pupils contracted suddenly!

At the moment the flame and consciousness merged.

Jiang Jian knew its name immediately!

That was a name that even Jiang Jian's mind trembled at!

"World-Purifying Divine Fire!"

Stained with the word "Divine".

Enough to drive the world crazy.

On Earth.

The highest God-Given talent that had ever appeared was Level 7.

Even so.

It had never been stained with the word "Divine".

"What level of talent is this thing..."

Jiang Jian stretched out his finger.

A wisp of ice-blue flame circled out.

It burned quietly there.

Even the surrounding darkness was twisting and fading away slowly.

Suddenly.

Jiang Jian felt a wave of dizziness in his head.

The flame at his fingertips also dissipated.

"Its rank is unknowable."

"Driving this flame is a bit strenuous."

Jiang Jian here, with his thoughts surging, understood in his heart.

The World-Purifying Divine Fire was rooted in the origin of his soul, burning quietly.

A wisp of it split off.

Re-condensing on Jiang Jian's finger.

Its color was no longer the beautiful transparent ice blue.

But a blinding blood red!

"Spirit-Purifying True Fire..."

Jiang Jian looked at the flame and knew in his heart.

It was just a wisp split from that ice-blue flame.

Called "Spirit-Purifying True Fire".

Spirit-Purifying True Fire was the limit of what he could drive at this very moment.

Crack!

The surrounding darkness shattered suddenly!

In just a few seconds.

The dark fragments faded away, and Jiang Jian's gaze focused.

The scene of the Flying Light Terrace became clear!

And at this time.

A brilliant, blinding golden light beam shot into the sky!

Countless people stood up with a bang, staring fixedly at the ceremony platform!

"Another Level 3 talent!"

"Guangling City has produced another Level 3 talent!"

Li Huhai sat on the spot, his gaze dazed, his throat already hoarse, "And his theoretical score is a perfect score, 50 points!"

At the same time.

Under the gaze of countless eyes.

A proctor stepped out, his gaze trembling, and flew down, landing heavily on the ceremony platform!

His figure trembled as he stared at Jiang Jian, roaring out!

"Jiang Jian!"

"Level 3 'Art'!"

"Spirit-Purifying True Fire!"

"God-Given score, 50 points!"

"Theoretical score, 50 points!"

"Total score, 100 points!!!"

Boom!

The total leaderboard spanning the sky shook suddenly!

Thousands of light flows gathered and intertwined rapidly!

Under the spotlight of everyone.

Jiang Jian's name bloomed with ten thousand rays of light, tearing through all other names and rushing into the sky!

Suppressing 30,000 examinees, sitting high at the top of the list!

Song Ling and Du Fang's names also emitted golden light.

But in front of Jiang Jian's brilliant name, they were eclipsed!

"Level 3 'Art'..."

"In my lifetime, I actually got to see a Level 3 'Art'..."

"My god..."

On the Anhezhou forum, there were 100,000 comments every second!

The discussion area for the God-Given Grand Exam had completely exploded!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 19 =====