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I was a little annoyed by Fu Yiyi's quarrel, but no one bothered Fu Yiyi again. This guy was arrogant, he seemed to have a good brain, and it was not wise to make trouble at this time.

There is only one standard for recruiting in La Liga and other schools, which is talent!

In other words, they just want to recruit talents with development potential. Ordinary people are not interested in practicing hard because they have no time. The most effective way to improve the competitiveness of the entire sect is the best way .

Fu Yiyi is not in a hurry, he doesn't have to worry at all, talent?

Tuiming, You Zhentian, King Erlong and Luoyang He, none of them said that Fu Yiyi has extremely powerful talents. If Fu Yiyi is unqualified, then needless to say, there are probably not many geniuses in this purgatory. Unless everyone here is perverted, all freaks. [

It was a peaceful night, and the other rooms were also very harmonious. It is estimated that they were all shocked by the old man with a broken arm. They are not considered official disciples of La Liga now, so what right do they have to make trouble? If the guards are cleared out, maybe they will be taken directly as slaves, that would be miserable!

The next day was the talent test, which could eliminate a lot of people. Yu Zui had already told Fu Yiyi that these sects didn't value anything except talent, and let Fu Yiyi understand that these people were impatient.

"It's about to start, I'm a little nervous, I don't know how to test, my talent... is it enough!"

"Must pass, must pass!"

There was a lot of voices, and it was very noisy, and Fu Yiyi stood alone, and the other five people also kept a certain distance from each other. Now they have no friends, and no one will have any friendship with anyone. Maybe it is time to When fighting, it is not certain to kill the opponent, there is no need to have any friendship.

What's more, what's the use of friendship in a place like purgatory?

"Quiet!"

Standing at the top was a fat guard, wearing armor and looking a bit bloated, Fu Yiyi recognized that it was the fat man who agreed to let him enter La Liga for the test, and it seemed that his strength was not weak.

The fat man let out a roar, and the surrounding area shook. Many people's ears couldn't stand it, so they hurriedly covered their ears.

Be quiet, really quiet down, no one dares to speak anymore, even the farts are secretly adjusted to vibrate, and no sound is dared to come out.

"The talent test will be conducted next, and those who pass can continue to stay, and may have the opportunity to enter La Liga to become an official disciple. If they fail, they can leave La Liga and try other sects. It is your good fortune, and it is the only way for you to enter the high-level sect," the fat man roared, his expression unchanged, and his voice was easily transmitted to everyone's ears, "Whether the waste in purgatory is in Hey, people without talent are not qualified to live at all!"

The sound roared in their ears, as if there was a kind of magical power, which had a brainwashing effect, and Fu Yidao could understand why people in this purgatory were so belligerent, because this was their way of life, and they only had Only in this way can we live better, or in other words, we can survive!

"Okay, the talent test only tests the ability to control the empty energy." Fatty pointed to a prototype formation in the center of the venue, "Go there and control your empty energy counter formation, we will have someone to see if you are qualified. "

The prototype formation is not big, and only one person can stand in each time. Fu Yiyi glanced at it. The runes were complicated and he couldn't understand them. He didn't have a deep study on the formation. They are all masters with formations, otherwise the ruins of the martial arts prison in the martial arts prison would not be so troublesome to enter.

It has been passed down to this day, and there are fewer and fewer people who are proficient in the lineage of formations. This ancient thing has no successors.

Fatty glanced at everyone, seeing that they were all a little excited, their faces glowing red, knowing that the purpose of his words had been achieved, he went down, and another guard came up to make arrangements.

"Okay, in order, the first one, Zakmu!"

From the crowd, I saw a half-body man with a strong body and a g-spot exposed by his robe hanging obliquely on his body. He walked forward, his face was nervous, but also excited. Pass, even the chance of entering La Liga is completely gone.

All the people stared at Zakmu, not knowing what the result was. Fu Yidao wanted to see how formations test a person's talent, why it is possible to tell whether a person has talent through the control of Xu Jin , these remnants of sects are definitely using some ancient methods. [

"Buzz~!"

Zakmu walked in and stood at the center of the prototype formation, and then there was a wave of light rising up, covering him, and you can see that there are spirits emerging from all around, all kinds of spirits, It is clear that there are natural essences with different attributes. Nazakmu is a user of earth attribute essences. The most intense one in front of him is the essence of earthy yellow. It is pitifully small.

"Boom boom boom~!"

The energy rolled violently, and Zakmu was also constantly reacting, using emptiness to fight against the formation attack, and it seemed that the situation was still good. His face became more and more dignified, as if he had encountered some huge pressure, his mouth Li was vague and didn't know what he was yelling.

Suddenly, the mask dissipated, and Zakmu stopped his hand.

"Zakemu, you're unqualified, you can leave La Liga!" The guard's face was indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations. They had seen this kind of thing a lot, glanced at Zakemu, and shouted after finishing speaking, "Next ..."

"How is it possible, how is it possible...I can do it, please let me try again, try again!" Zakmu literature network looked at the guard, screaming and begging for another chance.

"Throw him out!"

Several guards stepped forward, imprisoned Zakmu as if they were holding a chicken, and walked out with them directly.No one uttered a word during the whole process. This Zakmu failed the test. It seemed to be quite good just now. Why did he fail? Many people were already disturbed, not knowing how to pass the test of this formation.

Fu Yiyi squinted his eyes and seemed to understand what was going on.

"Next, Chengdu!" The guard continued to shout, and saw a tall and thin man who walked forward without saying a word. The evil spirit on his body was very heavy, as if he was a dead person, and he couldn't feel it at all. angry.

"Buzz~"

The mask reappeared, and his complexion did not change to that degree. He opened his hands and directly resisted the attack of the essence, looking very skilled.

"Huh?" The guard looked and looked, and suddenly a trace of anger appeared on his face, and he roared: "How dare you lie about your realm!"

"boom!"

There was a sudden explosion, and there was a violent explosion sound in that formation, and that level had been blown to pieces, and even the corpse could not be seen.

"Hmph, lie about the realm and still want to pass the test? You are already in the realm of the earth and you want to pass the test? You want to die!" Not for the first time.

In the crowd, several people's faces changed slightly, and Fu Yidao also frowned.

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