Chapter 223: Slapped in the face, right?

Looking at Mo Sha's spoils of war, there were exclamations one after another.

Even the elder's pupils shrank.

In front of Mo Sha, there were over twenty bloody demonic beast inner cores.

Besides that, there were no spiritual herbs or spiritual ores.

"Heh heh, only sissies go to pick spiritual herbs, real men directly kill demonic beasts!" Mo Sha said with a laugh.

"This guy..."

Everyone looked sideways.

"Thirteen Grade Three demonic beast inner cores, eleven Grade Two demonic beast inner cores. Total points, 1,410!" the elder said.

"What? Thirteen Grade Three demonic beast inner cores? That is to say, he killed thirteen Spirit Transformation Realm demonic beasts?"

"My god, it was less than two hours in total, and he actually killed so many!"

"Worthy of being a little devil!"

There was another burst of exclamation.

For this murderous guy in front of them, even Lu Wentao's group of followers didn't shout anymore.

After the three finished, the results of the people behind returned to calm again.

Even, the results of many people could be said to be too miserable to look at.

After all, the difficulty of this round of assessment was indeed too high.

Finally, it was the turn of Luo Tian and the others.

"Yo, Brother Bai, is it finally your turn? Don't be afraid of losing face, come up and see your results."

One of Lu Wentao's followers said with a laugh.

Bai Tianyu didn't pay attention to him, but walked to the elder and handed in his harvest.

"Three Grade Three spiritual herbs, seven Grade Two spiritual herbs, one piece of Grade Two spiritual ore. Total points, 380," the elder said.

This score was relatively high among all the candidates.

However, the gap with Lu Wentao was still very large.

Lu Wentao, seeing this score, also laughed and clapped his hands.

"Bai Tianyu, is this all the strength you have? I originally took you as an opponent, but it turns out you are weak to this extent," Lu Wentao shook his head, with a disappointed expression.

Bai Tianyu looked at him, gritted his teeth, and didn't speak.

And at this moment, Han Wenzhou also stepped forward, his score was about the same as Bai Tianyu's, 370 points.

Looking at this score, Lu Wentao continued to sneer and said, "Sure enough, your friend is also at this level."

"That's right, these people, compared to a true genius like Brother Lu, are ten thousand miles apart!"

Behind Lu Wentao, there was another burst of mocking sounds.

However, just at this moment...

"Heh heh, is a piece of trash like your Brother Lu worthy of shouting in front of us? Do you have holes in your brains?" Lin Zhaoran said.

"Hmm? What did you say?"

"Kid, say it again?"

Lu Wentao's few followers were immediately angry and scolded sternly.

Lin Zhaoran looked at them and said, "What? Is your brain not good, or are your ears not good? You couldn't hear that clearly? Then I'll say it again, your big brother, Lu Wentao, he is just a piece of trash!"

Clatter!

At this, Lu Wentao's followers all exploded.

"Kid, are you looking for death?"

"You bastard, draw your sword, I'll duel with you!"

And Lu Wentao waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and walked to Lin Zhaoran.

"Lin Zhaoran, right? I know you, Bai Tianyu's friend, self-proclaimed 'Know-it-all'! What did you mean by your words just now?" Lu Wentao asked coldly.

Lin Zhaoran looked at him and said, "This is the third time I've said it! This score of yours is just trash in front of me! I don't know what qualifications you have to act arrogant in front of me?"

Lu Wentao narrowed his eyes and said, "You say I'm trash in front of you? Do you mean your score will be stronger than mine?"

Lin Zhaoran curled his lips and said, "Stronger than you? I'll kill you in seconds!"

"You..." Lu Wentao's eyes widened, then nodded and said, "Fine, you have guts! I'd really like to see how you kill me in seconds!"

And at this moment, the elder beside him was impatient, knocked on the table heavily and said, "You two, stop talking nonsense! If you don't come over to register, I'll cancel your results!"

Lin Zhaoran shrank his neck and hurriedly said, "Alright, coming right now!"

Having said that, he ran to the elder.

"Brother Lu, what kind of medicine is this kid selling in his gourd?" a follower asked.

Lu Wentao sneered, "What kind of medicine could it be? Just playing mystery! If you don't believe me, watch, what can he take out?"

Everyone, after listening, all looked over with full attention.

They saw Lin Zhaoran, unhurriedly take out his space ring, and then with a thought, in an instant, a large amount of spiritual herbs appeared on the platform.

"Hmm? Why so many?" The elder in charge of registration was originally looking impatient.

After seeing these spiritual herbs, he was directly stunned.

The kid in front of him looked ordinary in cultivation.

But how could he take out so many spiritual herbs in one breath?

"Wait a moment!" This elder began to check them one by one.

And at this moment, the crowd around was also stirred up.

"Hey, who is this guy? How could he take out so many spiritual herbs?"

"He... seems to be Lin Zhaoran, in my memory, his cultivation is average."

Amidst the discussions of the crowd, Lu Wentao's expression was extremely wonderful.

Just a moment ago, his followers were still saying he was the number one genius.

But in the blink of an eye, it became like this?

Although Lin Zhaoran's score hadn't appeared yet, just by that mountain-like pile of spiritual herbs, even if they were all Grade One spiritual herbs, that score would likely be higher than Lu Wentao's!

"A few, come over and help, I can't count them anymore!" That elder, after counting for a while, felt a bit strenuous, so he asked for help.

Very quickly, a few more elders walked over and counted together with him.

After a full quarter of an hour, the few people wiped the sweat from their foreheads and stood up straight.

"Sun Zhanglao, you announce it," an old man said.

This Sun Zhanglao nodded and said, "Lin Zhaoran, ninety-eight Grade Three spiritual herbs, four hundred and thirty-one Grade Two spiritual herbs, seven hundred and sixty-four Grade One spiritual herbs. Total points, 14,874!"

This sentence came out, and the field was quiet for a while.

A moment later, the shouting shook the sky.

"What the hell? Are you kidding? Over ten thousand points? How could there be so many?"