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Twelve years old, thirty-first level soul master.

This talent is top-notch even among those big sects.

What surprised him even more was that this young man's soul power was solid and thick. It was obvious that he had a very solid foundation and was definitely not built up by drugs.

"Passed."

Dai Mubai put away his surprise and returned to his cold expression.

"If your soul power exceeds level 25, you can go directly to the fourth level for the assessment. Follow me."

Tang San nodded, and just as he was about to follow, two more girls walked in from the courtyard door.

The one on the left is wearing a light pink dress, her face is as delicate as a porcelain doll, her long chestnut hair is styled into a princess bun, and her temperament is gentle and a bit noble.

When she walked, her back was straight and her steps were light. She was obviously a lady who had received strict etiquette training.

It was Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

The one on the right is dressed in a black outfit, with a hot figure and a cold face. His long black hair is tied into a high ponytail, his eyes are like ice, and his whole person exudes the aura of keeping strangers away.

The second young lady of the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire, Zhu Zhuqing.

Both women have excellent looks and temperament, and they attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard as soon as they appeared.

When Dai Mubai saw Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes visibly fluctuated, but he quickly returned to indifference.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing tested their soul power successively. They were at level 26 and level 27 respectively, and both passed the test.

"You three, come together."

Dai Mubai said, turning around to lead the way, his eyes involuntarily glanced at Zhu Zhuqing.

Tang San saw all this in his eyes, thinking deeply in his heart.

There seems to be some story between the blond boy and the girl in black.

The three of them followed Dai Mubai through the village and came to an open space behind the village.

There are several wooden stakes and stone locks placed in the open space, which are obviously used for daily training.

At this time, there was already a person standing in the open space, with his back to them, and he was flexing his wrist.

"Brother Yu, we've brought him here." Dai Mubai said.

The man turned around.

He is a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a tall and straight figure and a resolute face. His short hair is as straight as steel needles, pierced through his hair.Wearing a simple blue training uniform, he has a calm and calm temperament.

It is Yu Tianheng.

The first time Tang San saw this young man, alarm bells rang in his heart.

This person seemed to be standing there casually, but his aura was seamless and flawless.

What worried Tang San even more was the occasional glimmer in this young man's eyes, which was the sharpness that only those who had experienced hundreds of battles could possess.

"This eldest brother looks like he's about the same age as us. He's already qualified to be an assessment teacher?"

Tang San asked Dai Mubai in a low voice.

Dai Mubai glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his voice.

"When I entered school two years ago, Brother Yu was about to graduate. Now...he has already become a Soul Sect, and he will be the examiner. You wish yourselves the best of luck."

Recalling the experience of being tortured to death by Yu Tianheng with thunder and lightning, Dai Mubai still has lingering fears.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Spirit is a truly top-level beast Martial Spirit, integrating offense and defense, with domineering thunder and lightning.

Although his White Tiger Spirit is also top-notch, in front of the opponent, whether it is strength, speed or explosive power, it is completely suppressed.

Tang San felt awe-struck in his heart.

An examiner at the Young Soul Sect level?

This Shrek Academy is indeed not simple.

Yu Tianheng's eyes swept across the three of them, lingering on Ning Rongrong's face for a moment longer. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

"The rules are simple."

He spoke, his voice was steady and strong.

"If the three of you work together and survive a stick of incense under my hand, you will pass the test."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and a piece of incense flew out of his sleeve.

The fine incense inserted into the ground three feet away with a "chi" sound. The incense head ignited without fire, and green smoke curled up.

This hand seemed casual, but Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly.

He is an expert in concealed weapons, so he can naturally see the secret.

The incense was as thin as a bamboo stick, and Yu Tianheng popped it out from the air. Not only was it inserted into the hard soil accurately, but the force was also controlled just right.

The body of the incense was buried three inches into the earth, impartially, and the head of the incense was not damaged at all.

What’s even more astonishing is that the incense ignites spontaneously without fire. It is obviously ignited by instant friction with soul power.

"Such exquisite soul power control..."

Tang San was secretly shocked.

The true combat power of Yu Tianheng is definitely far beyond that of ordinary Soul Sects!

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Two of you, let's get to know each other first. My name is Tang San, twelve years old, thirty-level control system war spirit master, martial spirit blue silver grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?"

Ning Rongrong blinked, a little surprised.

Lan Yincao is recognized as a useless martial soul. It is a miracle that he can cultivate to the soul master, let alone a twelve-year-old soul master.

But after all, she was from the Qibao Glazed Sect and had an excellent education. She quickly suppressed her surprise and smiled.

"Ning Rongrong, twelve years old, twenty-sixth level auxiliary weapon soul master, martial soul seven treasures glazed tower."

"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?!"

This time it was Tang San's turn to be surprised.

Of course he has heard of the world's best auxiliary martial spirit.

I didn’t expect that this seemingly cute girl would have such an origin.

Zhu Zhuqing’s words are concise and concise.

"Zhu Zhuqing, twelve years old, twenty-seventh level agility attack type battle spirit master, martial spirit ghost cat."

Perhaps because of the butterfly effect, Zhu Zhuqing’s soul power in this life is higher than in the original work.

After the three of them had a brief exchange, Tang San quickly formulated a strategy.

"Ning Rongrong assists in the center, Zhu Zhuqing roams and harasses, and I control the field. We don't need to defeat him, we just need to delay..."

But from an angle that they couldn't see, the cold expression on Yu Tianheng's face was actually full of helplessness.

"Why is this girl Ning Rongrong here too..."

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and the Qibao Glazed Sect have a very good relationship, and Yu Tianheng naturally knows this little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

When Ning Rongrong was a child, every time he came to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect as a guest, he would pester him and his cousin Yu Tianxin to play with them.

Yu Tianheng has a calm temperament, and she is often used as a "cow mount" to ride around the yard.

When Yu Tian's heart beat faster, he became a "horse mount", pulling a car and taking her for a ride.

It happened that many masters in the sect also liked this little witch. They couldn't beat her or scold her, so they could only endure it.

"I hope she won't tear Shrek apart..."

Yu Tianheng silently observed three seconds of silence for teacher Flender.

Based on his understanding of Ning Rongrong, this girl looks gentle on the surface, but is actually quirky and has a first-class ability to torment people.

Flanders is stingy. If he knew that such an ancestor came to the academy, he would probably have a headache.

But for now, the assessment still has to continue.

Yu Tianheng gathered his thoughts and looked at the three people who were waiting for them, with a hint of vagueness at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

Tang San took a deep breath, and the blue silver grass spirit was quietly released, and three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from under his feet.

"Ready."

A small seven-colored glazed tower appeared in Ning Rongrong's palm, while Zhu Zhuqing transformed into a black shadow and silently circled the side.

The incense has burned away a little.

The battle is about to break out.