A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

Chapter 51 You are not qualified

"Not bad, this talent is not bad, barely worthy of being a disciple of our temple."

At this time, a woman's voice came from opposite Jiang Qinian.

Upon hearing her arrogant words, the teachers of Qinglong Academy all darkened their faces and looked at Jiang Xingyao and Feng Wuhen across the long table.

What do you mean by okay?What does it mean to barely deserve it?
This disciple's talent is clearly very outstanding, comparable to those on the Mainland's Top [-] List!
Jiang Qinian said calmly: "I am not particularly satisfied with what the saint means. In that case, it is better for this child to stay in our Qinglong Academy."

Jiang Xingyao shook his head and said in an arrogant tone: "No, you students are too low in strength and talent, just this one is okay. If you don't hand him over to our temple, what else can you hand over? "

Those instructors suddenly showed angry expressions——

"Even if you are a saint, you cannot insult our students like this!"

Jiang Qinian's eyes fell coldly on Feng Wuhen, "Holy Son, do you think so too?"

Feng Wuhen's attitude was much better than Jiang Xingyao's, and he calmed them down with just one sentence, "Vice Dean Jiang, please forgive me, the saint is young and ignorant, and her opinions are not the same as mine and the saint's."

"Senior Brother Wuhen, why am I so ignorant? I..."

Jiang Xingyao was about to refute Feng Wuhen's words, wasn't she telling the truth?
Originally, none of the students were good, except for one with red talent. With such a poor student, she didn’t even have a choice!
Jiang Qinian's expression relaxed slightly.

But he was really unwilling to do so and tried calmly: "We are relieved if there is a Holy Son, but if the temple really doesn't like the students of our Qinglong Academy, we don't want to force it. It just so happens that these children are very good." Excellent, it’s good for us to train ourselves.”

Feng Wuhen looked at the figure in the water mirror without concealing his eyes. After smiling slightly, he turned back to his expressionless face and said to Jiang Qinian:
"Vice Dean Jiang is overthinking. The Saint and I are just here to watch. We have no right to make any decisions until the assessment is over. But after the assessment, those who belong to our temple belong to our temple."

His words told Jiang Qinian two things:
First, Jiang Xingyao's words don't count, and his words don't count. Regardless of whether they like it or not, as long as they pass the examination, they will be disciples of the temple.

Second, don’t take advantage of temple disciples.

Jiang Qinian said nothing.

The other instructors who understood Feng Wuhen's words did not speak again.

They looked at the people in the water mirror, their eyes twinkling slightly.

At this time, Jiang Shuyue didn't know that one of her talent tests had attracted the attention of the vice president and tutors of Qinglong College.

What she didn't even know was that the man from three years ago was now looking for her.

After finishing the test, Jiang Shuyue and the other two people all passed the first level assessment, and then stepped into the second level one after another.

This time, what appeared in front of the three people was no longer a house, but outside the house, and walked to the edge of a very empty training ground.

"This is the second level of the assessment? Why is there nothing?"

The young man who was with Jiang Shuyue and the others expressed doubts.

The girl who had tested orange talent before looked around and saw that the second level assessment had not started yet, so she turned and walked towards Jiang Shuyue.

"Junior brother, I haven't seen you much in the academy before. Are you a freshman this year?"

Jiang Shuyue, who was still dressed as "Young Jiang Yue", smiled slightly: "Hello, senior sister, I am indeed a freshman this year."

"Indeed."

Seeing that Jiang Shuyue's attitude was good, the girl couldn't help but said: "The peer assessment is destined to happen. I wonder if I can exchange names with my junior brother and get to know each other? If we can enter the temple together in the future, maybe we can take care of each other."

"Of course, my name is 'Jiang Yue', senior sister, just call me by my name."

The other party was very polite, so Jiang Shuyue naturally did not refuse.

"My name is Yun Mengling, Junior Brother Jiang Yue. Nice to meet you."

Yun Mengling smiled gently and pointed at her waist.

"If you pass the first level assessment, the instructors will give us scores through the water mirror. Your score card should have appeared." Jiang Shuyue touched her waist and actually touched a wooden sign that appeared at an unknown time.

Yun Mengling took the initiative to take out her wooden card and showed it to her, "I have an orange talent, thirty points. The yellow talent should be twenty points, but you are definitely much higher than the two of us."

Jiang Shuyue also showed her own: "Red talent, sixty points."

Fully twice as tall as Yun Mengling.

"really."

Yun Mengling raised her eyebrows, showing an expected expression.

"It's been a long time since there was a student with red talent in the academy. With your talent alone, the academy will definitely give you high marks."

Jiang Shuyue was surprised when she heard this, "There haven't been students with red talents for a long time? No way, isn't there many outstanding students in Qinglong Academy?"

As far as she knew, the genius disciples trained by Qinglong Academy accounted for one-third of the four major colleges.

So much so that some foreigners from the three dynasties of Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu would come to Qinglong Academy to study and practice.

Such a college has not seen a student with red talent for a long time. It seems that her current talent is higher than she imagined.

"Hmph, it's just that the talent is a little higher. What's there to be proud of! In terms of strength, I don't know who will win or lose."

The young man on the side who had not spoken before suddenly spoke sarcastically.

Jiang Shuyue took a quick glance and used her mental power to see through the other person's cultivation level.

25 years old, mid-stage spiritual master.

His cultivation level is on par with hers.

Yun Mengling frowned slightly, "Li Daoshu, has no one ever taught you not to interrupt when others are talking?"

The two obviously knew each other, but they didn't seem to get along very well.

"Oh, Yunmeng Ling, don't you think that you can be arrogant in front of me, Li Daoshu, by currying favor with a boy with a red talent?"

Li Daoshu's eyes looked disdainful: "A mere brat, he doesn't even dare to show off his own cultivation level. He hides his head and tail, fearing that he hasn't even touched the threshold of the spiritual master, so he only dares to show off his talent. "

"What, are you jealous?"

Yun Mengling sneered, "That's right. With your mere talent, you are not as good as me. Are you going crazy with jealousy towards Junior Brother Jiang Yue?"

"Bah! I, Li Daoshu, am jealous of him?"

Li Daoshu pointed at Jiang Shuyue and said disdainfully: "How many of those self-righteous geniuses have been defeated by me? It's just that someone with a higher talent has come. It will be easy for me, Li Daoshu, to deal with him."

Jiang Shuyue's eyes fell on the finger he pointed at her, and she smiled slightly, "It seems that this senior brother is very confident in his own strength."

"What, you want to challenge me? OK, then I will..." Give you this opportunity.

Before Li Daoshu finished speaking, Jiang Shuyue raised her foot and stepped towards him. A few meters away, she walked to Li Daoshu's side in one step.

boom!
At that moment, a terrifying beast king's pressure suddenly fell on Li Daoshu's body.

He was immediately pushed to the ground with a "plop", his eyes widening in disbelief.

Jiang Shuyue didn't even look at him, she just passed him by saying something.

"Let me challenge you, you're not qualified."

(End of this chapter)