Chapter 38

"Whether it is truly so, we will see from his performance below." Zhu Chi also said thoughtfully.

At this moment, in the distance, Liu Ming let out a low shout, and his two arms suddenly thickened as he lifted the iron chain over his head, and then casually threw it down.

Liu Ming's performance made many of the disciples around the square look surprised.

Although he had shown that he had cultivated the first level of the basic technique, it was not surprising to most people that he could lift the lightest iron chain. However, the ease with which he lifted it was truly remarkable.

Some disciples were even curious and wanted to know if this new junior brother could lift the second iron chain.

But after taking a deep breath, Liu Ming's two arms returned to normal, and he walked directly to the stone stele.

As the incantation began, a green wind blade shot out and left a pale white mark on the stone stele, his performance almost identical to that of the red-haired youth.

This made Zhu Chi, the Daoist nun, and others, who had originally been somewhat hopeful, somewhat disappointed.

"The first two tests, one is above average, and the other is average." The scholar thought for a moment and still gave a fair evaluation.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ming looked at the puppet in the circle, touched the tiger-bite ring on his other wrist, and walked over without changing his expression.

The moment his feet stepped into the circle, the puppet immediately flew at him fiercely.

But Liu Ming, who was well-prepared, just moved his feet slightly and dodged the puppet's frontal attack at a strange angle. At the same time, he shook his wrist with the copper ring and shouted, "Light Body Technique."

The tiger-bite ring flashed with white light!

Liu Ming's body became much lighter than before, and he moved more nimbly.

After the puppet's dozen or so punches all missed, it suddenly spread its arms and spun like a top, creating the illusion of a dozen arms striking Liu Ming.

For a moment, the surrounding air was filled with the shadow of punches, and all the directions to dodge were completely sealed.

Seeing this, Liu Ming's eyes flickered, and a black aura suddenly surged on his body. He twisted his body and, like a boneless snake, dodged the layers of punches from an unimaginable angle, quickly closing in on the puppet.

He moved his arm, and his hand, adorned with the copper ring, directly touched the crystal stone in the puppet's chest, and at the same time, he shouted, "Tiger Roar."

The copper ring hummed, and a yellowish tiger head appeared on its surface. It opened its mouth, and a white sound wave surged out.

With a "boom," the puppet, at such close range, was pushed back several steps by the sound wave and came to a sudden stop.

It turned out that although the puppet was unharmed, the crystal stone in its chest had turned into a pile of fragments.

"Ha ha, good, very good. In such a short time, you were able to find the weakness of this low-level puppet, which is truly remarkable. From your movements, it seems you have had quite a bit of combat experience," Guiruquan said, clapping his hands and smiling.

"I have practiced some secret techniques of mortals and have indeed had some experience in struggles," Liu Ming replied vaguely, standing with his hands clasped.

"Very good, for the last test, I will give you an excellent rating. Therefore, your overall evaluation is above average, and you will likely be among those receiving additional rewards this time," the scholar said with a smile, his tone very kind.

"Thank you, Master Gui!" Liu Ming was naturally delighted and hurriedly bowed again before returning to the group of new disciples amidst the astonished gazes of those around him.

"Senior Brother Bai, you are so amazing, actually finding a way to defeat that puppet directly, it's truly unbelievable," Wan Xiaoqian said, still unable to believe it when Liu Ming returned.

"Yes, Senior Brother Bai, you must have cultivated the first level of the Ghost Spirit Technique. If we hadn't undergone the spirit-opening ceremony together, we wouldn't have believed you were a three-meridian disciple like us," Xue Shan said with an envious tone.

The red-haired youth also looked at Liu Ming with a complex expression.

"Didn't Master Gui say that I just happened to find the puppet's weakness and was able to strike successfully? If I had been the first to test, I wouldn't have been able to do this," Liu Ming replied with a faint smile.

Although these words sounded somewhat vague, Xue Shan and the other disciples found some reasons for their previous failures, and their hearts felt somewhat relieved.

Only Wan Xiaoqian continued to stare at Liu Ming, and after a moment, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, clearly not believing it.

However, at this moment, Liu Ming naturally did not care whether the girl believed him or not, but focused all his attention on Xiao Feng, the last new disciple to appear.

Xiao Feng was quite handsome, though his nose was somewhat flattened. Even so, as a nine-meridian disciple, he had already been the subject of many people's secret observations before he appeared.

Although he stood among the new disciples, he was proud and did not speak to anyone. He even looked at the test results of Xue Shan and others with a hint of disdain.

Only when he saw Liu Ming defeat the puppet in the test did a look of seriousness flash across his face.

When Guiruquan called his name, he responded and stepped forward.

He walked a few steps to the iron chain and did not stop at the smallest one but went directly to the second one. After a slight inhalation, green light began to emanate from his body, making him look like a light green figure.

"This is the Withered Wood Technique. Master Gui has indeed taught it to him. It seems he has really cultivated the first level," the many inner disciples watching outside immediately became agitated, and some exclaimed aloud.

Although it was also a basic technique, the Withered Wood Technique was one of the most difficult to cultivate among the thirteen basic techniques. Without personal guidance or good aptitude, it was impossible to master it.

After a layer of green light flashed on Xiao Feng's face, he used his arms to slowly lift the second iron chain over his head.

This astonishing scene immediately silenced the discussions around the square.

After throwing the iron chain, Xiao Feng did not leave but began to cast a spell on the spot.

"Could he be planning to...?"

Many of the other disciples immediately saw his intention and looked surprised.

A moment later, blue light flashed, and a foot-long ice spike appeared in Xiao Feng's hand. With a flick of his wrist, it shot toward the stone stele from thirty steps away.

After a series of explosions, the upper half of the stone stele was covered in frost, and a small pit about half a foot deep appeared in the center.

"He has actually cultivated the Ice Spike Technique. It's truly unbelievable. Did he really start practicing only half a year ago?" There was another stir in the crowd.

Seeing this, the scholar's face showed satisfaction, and he nodded and said:

"Your performance is excellent. I thought that since you cultivated the Withered Wood Technique, your spellcasting would be weaker, but it seems I was overthinking it. Your insight is also very good. The first two tests can be rated as excellent. But don't disappoint me in the practical test."

Xiao Feng replied, "Yes," and reached into his robe, where a pale green ring appeared on his finger. He then walked briskly toward the circle.

With a "hiss," the puppet, with a new crystal stone, flew at him fiercely.

Xiao Feng did not dodge but let out a low shout, and his skin suddenly turned a strange green color.

"Bang!"

The puppet's heavy punch hit Xiao Feng's shoulder, but he only swayed slightly and remained firmly in place.

Not only that, but Xiao Feng seized the moment when the puppet's attack revealed a weakness, and his arms moved rapidly, delivering three consecutive punches.

"Boom!"

The puppet was thrown several yards away by the impact and fell to the ground, unable to move.

The crystal stone in its chest had also been shattered by the three punches.

"Ha ha, very good. Feng, you can use the protective effect of the Withered Wood Technique to play to your strengths and defeat your opponent in one strike. This is truly remarkable. I will also give you an excellent rating. In this way, your overall evaluation is excellent," the scholar said, laughing heartily and praising him.

"This is all due to the guidance of Master Gui and Uncle Zhu. I dare not claim the credit," Xiao Feng said, though he was also very happy, he did not forget to bow and speak humbly.

"If it weren't for your exceptional aptitude, even with our guidance, it would be impossible to achieve such results. However, you shouldn't be complacent. Observe the techniques of the other senior brothers and sisters; you will benefit greatly. You may step down now," the scholar said with a smile, then turned to Zhu Chi and the Daoist nun.

"Junior Brother Zhu, Senior Sister Zhong, what do you think of Feng's performance? Will he be able to perform well in the next major competition?" The scholar asked as soon as he reached them.

"Feng's performance is quite good, indeed better than other disciples. As a nine-meridian disciple, he is worthy of the title. However, to expect him to perform well in the next major competition might be too early. Even if he cultivates faster, he will only be at the mid-level spirit apprentice stage by then," Zhu Chi nodded first, then frowned and said.

"I don't expect Feng to win a core disciple position in the next major competition, but at least he can improve the appearance of our lineage. Our Nine-Headed Serpent lineage has performed poorly in recent major competitions. We don't even have a single core disciple in the top ten, and there are few promising disciples to show," Guiruquan sighed.

"Since Senior Brother thinks this way, it's fine. However, the personal disciple named Yucheng performed quite ordinarily, and it might not be worth the two of you spending too much effort on him. On the other hand, the three-meridian disciple named Bai Congtian performed quite well. However, I have some doubts. How could he cultivate the first level of the Ghost Spirit Technique in such a short time? Could he have some hidden spirit body?" The beautiful Daoist nun finally spoke.

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