The Spirit Testing Stele started to tremble.
The Spirit Testing Stele suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light. The golden light was like the moon in the dark night. The golden light even dimmed everything in the surroundings.
Ah, Golden Legend!
"What a dazzling golden light." In the crowd, someone couldn't stand the golden light on the Spirit Testing Stele and covered his eyes. He exclaimed.
"My eyes!"
"What kind of realm is this!"
These were the thoughts in Shen Haodong's mind.
At this moment, the entire place was completely silent. Everyone stared blankly at the golden light on the Spirit Testing Stele.
Under everyone's incredulous gazes, the golden light was rising rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, six golden patterns had already lit up on the Spirit Testing Stele. This was already on the same level as Wang Xueruo's Spiritual Energy perception.
Wang Ba, Second Elder, and Wang Xueruo were all dumbfounded.
It turned out that Shen Haodong's talent had never been reduced by a single step because of his Martial Soul being crippled. No matter how Shen Haodong was in the past, the current Shen Haodong was still an insurmountable natural moat!
The golden light did not stop rising.
The seventh golden pattern lit up.
The entire martial arts field was silent. The young martial artists who had mocked Shen Haodong just now could not help but feel their faces burning, as if they had been slapped hard.
Shen Haodong had surpassed Wang Xueruo!
When the eighth golden pattern flashed, everyone felt like they were dreaming. How could the trash Shen Haodong, who everyone had been talking about for three years, have an eight-pattern spiritual power perception!
Could it be that someone had tampered with the Spirit Testing Stele?
Everyone even suspected that this matter was not so simple. Could it be that Shen Haodong had used other methods? How did a good-for-nothing become a genius?
Shen Haodong looked at the golden patterns on the Spirit Testing Stele.
On the Spirit Testing Stele, the ninth golden rune was currently surrounded by a halo. As long as Shen Haodong injected a little more spirit energy into it, the ninth rune would be able to shine.
At this moment, Shen Haodong suppressed the surging spiritual energy in his body and suppressed almost 70% of the spiritual energy back into his body.
"This should be enough!"
Shen Haodong withdrew his spiritual power, and the ninth rune dimmed, leaving only the eight-patterned golden light on the Spirit Testing Stele.
Shen Haodong had only used 30% of his spiritual power in this spirit test.
Thirty percent of his spiritual power had already reached the terrifying level of eight-vein. If Shen Haodong went all out, who knew what would happen to the Spirit Testing Stele.
"Wang Xueruo, do you see the gap between us?”Shen Haodong looked at Wang Xueruo and his faint voice spread.
Wang Xueruo felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her body trembled. She could not understand how Shen Haodong, who had only awakened a first-tier martial soul, could have eight-vein spiritual power perception!
This was definitely not true!
Wang Xueruo looked at Wu Ying, took a few steps forward, and said respectfully,""Uncle Wu, I suspect that there's something wrong with the Spirit Testing Stele. Shen Haodong is clearly a good-for-nothing. It's impossible for him to have an eight-vein spiritual power perception.”
The surrounding young martial artists nodded.
"That's right, there must be a problem with the Spirit Testing Stele.”
"Yes! Shen Haodong was the number one trash in Xingyang City. How could he have eight-pattern spiritual power perception?”
The surrounding martial artists spoke up one after another. They were all once outstanding martial artists of the Wang family. How could they tolerate Shen Haodong stepping on their heads?
"Senior Wu, please check the Spirit Testing Stele!"
"Senior Wu, please check the Spirit Testing Stele!"
"Senior Wu, please check the Spirit Testing Stele!"
……
All the martial artists present said in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
Wu Ying could not say anything when he saw this. He walked straight to the Spirit Testing Stele, ready to investigate.
Wang Xueruo glanced at Shen Haodong and said softly,"Shen Haodong, your cover-up is about to be seen through.”
Shen Haodong chuckled and asked,""Is that so?"
"Spirit Testing Stele! No problem!" Wu Ying checked the Spirit Testing Stele carefully and turned around.
No problem!
When these four words entered the ears of the young martial artists of Xingyang City, they thought they had heard wrongly.
No problem? In other words, Shen Haodong's spiritual power perception really had eight patterns?
"What…what?" Wang Xueruo's eyes bulged out and her face was filled with shock. When she recalled what she had just said, Wang Xueruo felt her face burning.
On the high platform, the expressions of the Wang family members changed again and again. This was because Shen Haodong, who had an eight-vein spiritual power perception, had already faintly suppressed Wang Xueruo, who was supposed to be the main character!
One had to know that the main purpose of the Wang family taking over this competition was to let Wang Xueruo enter the Martial Saint Palace.
The Wang family had worked hard for so many years. Now that Shen Haodong had come out of nowhere, how could they feel good?
"That damned brat! I'll kill him sooner or later!" Fourth Elder said word by word.”
Wang Ba's expression became even uglier. He glanced at the Fourth Elder with a complicated expression.
Wang Xueruo had never expected that Shen Haodong could still possess eight-patterned Spiritual Perception with just a first-tier Martial Soul. However, in her eyes, Shen Haodong was still a cripple! It was a stain in her life!
"Shen Haodong, so what if you are talented? Without strength, you still can't enter the Martial Saint Palace! Next up is the second round of the competition. Let's see what you have to fight me with!”Wang Xueruo was standing five feet away from Shen Haodong. She stared into Shen Haodong's eyes, her tone still arrogant.
A month ago, Shen Haodong had only tempered his body to the eighth tier, while Wang Xueruo had already entered the early stage of the Connate realm. After a month of cultivation, Wang Xueruo's strength had increased again.
The second stage of the competition was a test of strength. In the cultivation of warriors, strength was a manifestation of strength.
The Martial Spirit Bell was used to test one's strength.
This bell was rather peculiar. Every time a warrior's strength exceeded 100 Jin, the Martial Spirit Bell would ring.
"As far as I know, the strongest cultivator in Xingyang City had achieved a shocking result of 45 chimes at the Martial Numinous Bell. I wonder if my daughter will be able to break this record today.”
On the high platform, the Fourth Elder said with a smile.
Forty-five chimes of the Martial Spirit Bell!
This meant that he had a strength of 4,500 Jin!
An ordinary Body Tempering Stage Nine martial artist's strength was only 1,800 Jin. To be able to hit 4,500 Jin meant that this person's cultivation had already reached the peak of the early stage of the Connate Realm, or even the middle stage of the Connate Realm!
"Oh? There's such a person in Xingyang City?" Wu Ying was slightly surprised. It was not easy for such a talented warrior to appear in such a remote town.
Fourth Elder nodded and pointed at Wang Xueruo.""My daughter broke through to the Xiantian realm a few months ago. I wonder if you can surprise me today and break the record of forty-five echoes!”
Wu Ying also looked at Wang Xueruo and nodded approvingly. He said,"" Xueruo's talent is indeed not bad…"
"Grandmaster Xiliu! The competition seems to have already begun." Two figures slowly appeared from the crowd below the stage.
They were Yu Ling Medicine Master and Master Xiliu.
"Now is just right!" Xiliu said.
The second stage of the competition! Begin!
A huge ancient bell that was as tall as a person stood in the arena.
According to the order of advancement in the first round, Lei Yunxi, who had advanced first, went up first. She also used the same 'Flower Cloud Palm Technique', which was exactly the same as the first round. However, this time, it was all thunder and no rain.
Boom! Boom!
The bell rang like muffled thunder for a total of thirty times.
Because Lei Yunxi was at the ninth stage of Body Tempering, it was not easy for her to make thirty echoes. She didn't say anything and walked off the stage.
Thirty chimes was also the standard of the Martial Saint Palace. As long as Lei Yunxi's performance in the third round was not too bad, she could barely enter the Martial Saint Palace.
"Let me try!"
As he spoke, a figure dashed out like a hard bow. He gathered his aura and rushed out wildly, blasting towards Wu Lingzhong.
"Dong dong dong…!" The sound of the bell reverberated throughout the world.
"Dong dong dong!" Ten chimes, twenty chimes, thirty chimes, and after thirty chimes, another five chimes suddenly sounded.
Thirty-five chimes, a force of 3,500 Jin.
Xiao Jian had struck out thirty-five times in this round, shocking everyone.
"As expected of a veteran expert of Xingyang City. Xiao Jian's strength is beyond doubt.”Xiao Jian's reputation had long since spread in Xingyang City. In Xingyang City, almost everyone knew of Xiao Jian's great name.
Xiao Jian had also used his strength to prove everyone's guess. Thirty-five echoes, an astonishingly terrifying strength. One had to know that he was only an eighteen-year-old youth.
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