peerless angel

() Hongchun's eyes contracted, and she looked at the paper in Wu Feng's hand with a face full of shock. She couldn't believe her eyes. Could it be that the spell had failed?How is it possible, such a simple earth spell, it is absolutely impossible for me to use it wrong!

She came back to her senses, gritted her teeth and said, "The spell is invalid, I want to apply it again"

Wu Feng handed the paper to her casually, there was a kind of powerfulness that didn't need to be explained.

Hongchun pinched the formula again, this time she was not as casual as before, but held the spiritual paper solemnly, the spiritual energy surged out from her body, and the dress was automatic without wind, and from her slender and white palm, a rich black and yellow color emerged. Se light, injected into the paper, quickly condenses into a mark

Level [-] Gravity Technique!

After casting the spell, Hongchun held the paper and weighed it to confirm that the casting was successful, then handed it to Wu Feng again, and said coldly: "Try again."

Wu Feng stretched out two fingers to pick up the paper, and said casually, "Can I do it this time?"

This time not only Hong Chun's complexion changed, even the eyes of the middle-aged man next to him showed seriousness, with only two fingers having a finger force of five thousand catties, and looking at Wu Feng's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't try his best , this is not only a natural supernatural power, it is simply the reincarnation of a monster

The middle-aged man came to his senses and said with a smile: "This little brother is really different from ordinary people. You have passed the test. After the assessment is over, come back to the mountain gate with us."

Wu Feng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."

Hongchun opened her mouth, and wanted to say that there were two more tests to come, but she swallowed her words when she thought of Wu Feng's amazing power, who can hold five thousand catties with two fingers, will there be any? Three thousand catties of fist strength?

The people standing behind Wu Feng were in an uproar. Although they could see the vision of the fairy family when Hongchun cast the spell, they really couldn't understand why they could pass the examination by picking up a piece of paper?Before Wu Feng entered the qualifying area, someone called out

"Fairy, let me try, I can pick it up too"

"That's right, isn't it just a piece of paper, I can pick it up"

"The body refiner's assessment is too easy, a three-year-old can do it?"

Looking at the noisy crowd, Hongchun's anger blocked by Wu Feng immediately found an outlet. She stared coldly at the young man who was screaming the most fiercely, and said with a sneer, "You pick it up and show it to me."

This boy looks ordinary, but he is dressed luxuriously, all made of high-quality silk and satin. At first glance, he looks like a rich young man. When he saw the naked contempt and coldness in Hongchun's eyes, the blood in his heart immediately ignited, mother, take Isn't it easy to get a piece of paper?

He almost thought of the shocked pretty face of this beautiful fairy after he picked up the paper

Wu Feng frowned slightly, wanting to remind him aloud, but after thinking about it, he still didn't speak. At this moment, the young man had already stretched out his hand, Hong Chun sneered and put the spiritual paper on his palm——

Pfft!

Before the young man's leisurely expression could change, his body was pulled forward by a strong force and he fell forward. Immediately afterwards, there was a clear sound of bone shattering, and the young man was brought to the ground by the hand holding the spiritual paper. The spiritual paper is crushed

"Ah..." The young man screamed like a pig. He was so painful that tears welled up and he howled loudly. After a while, he passed out from the pain.

Hong Chun pouted, "It's really useless."

The people behind who were eager to try immediately stared at the young man dumbfounded, what... what's going on?

Hong Chun looked at the shocked people, with a bit of arrogance on her brows, and said coldly: "This paper is not ordinary paper, but a spiritual paper. I have applied a gravity spell on it, unless the strength reaches [-]." Jin, otherwise he would not be able to carry it at all, now you understand why he was able to pass the examination?"

Everyone was shocked. Although all this was beyond their understanding, they immediately accepted it when they thought it was written by the immortal family.

"Who else wants to try?" Hong Chun looked around the audience like a proud little hen.

The people who were clamoring immediately fell silent and lowered their heads.

This episode ended, and Wu Feng came to the qualifying area in Shitai Zhongyang. At this moment, there were three people here, namely the fat man, the simple and honest girl, and a handsome young man

As soon as Wu Feng came over, the fat man came up and said happily: "Tsk tsk, this brother is really extraordinary, he can easily lift five thousand catties, it's amazing, by the way, buddy, the body refiner you are talking about is What? Is it strong?"

Before Wu Feng could speak, the handsome young man next to him said abruptly, "You bumpkin!"

As soon as the fat man turned his head, he immediately yelled, "Who are you calling a bumpkin?"

"Speaking of you!" Junxiu looked at him contemptuously, and said, "Since ancient times, there have been two schools of cultivating immortals, one is Qi training, the other is body training, but body training is hundreds of times more difficult, and it is difficult to cultivate to a high level. If you practice to the top, a body refiner is better than a Qi refiner, but it's a pity that not to mention the peak, there will be no more decent body refiners."

Fatty couldn't help but said to Wu Feng: "Brother, is that so?"

Wu Feng nodded slightly, and took a look at this handsome young man. The latter was well-dressed, and he should be from a famous family. No wonder he knew about the world of cultivating immortals

The handsome young man obviously looked down on Wu Feng, glanced at him, and ignored him.

The fat man immediately understood, he patted Wu Feng on the shoulder, and said with a big smile, "Brother, don't worry, I will cover you when you go to Xiyuezong."

Wu Feng: "..."

The handsome young man sneered and said, "Are you covering him? With your talent, you are only the lowest disciple in Xiyue Sect!"

The fat man was furious, and said, "What the hell, Ai has been dragging you so badly since just now, I've been upset with you for a long time, and I talked to you? When people talk, dogs interrupt!"

The handsome young man's face changed, and he said angrily, "Try saying something again?"

"Why, are you in a hurry and want to bite someone?" The fat man is obviously very skilled in swearing, and he looked at the handsome young man provocatively, with the momentum of "you come and bite me"

The handsome young man clenched his fists, his face was ashen, and said: "Very good, fatty, with your third-level talent, you will know how humble you are when you go to Xiyuezong. If I don't punish you to death, I will Don't believe me!"

"Do you believe me? Is it a teapot or a chamber pot?" The fat man looked like a curious and obedient baby, with big watery eyes

"You!" The handsome young man was furious, and just as Yu rushed over to make a move, the middle-aged man next to him frowned and shouted, "Quiet!"

The two immediately didn't dare to say more, each looked at each other, and turned their heads away with cold snorts.

After a while, the fat man suddenly approached Wu Feng, and said in a low voice, "Dude, what is the third-level talent this kid just mentioned? Is it related to future potential?"

Wu Feng smiled, it seems that the fat man is still a little guilty, he said in a low voice: "The spiritual bone is divided into nine levels, and the ninth level talent is the highest. Such a person is a rare talent, which is rare in a hundred years, and the speed of cultivation is difficult for ordinary people." As you can imagine, the realm you spend ten years practicing hard, others may reach in just a stick of incense."

"Talent level represents the speed of cultivation. Ordinary sects will allocate the training resources obtained by the disciples according to the talent level. Of course, they do not use this as the standard to train disciples. After all, hard work and opportunity are all a kind of talent!"

The fat man was thoughtful, and said: "It seems that the competition in the school will be very high. Ai said, how does that kid know that I am a third-level talent? I don't even know."

Wu Feng smiled slightly, and said: "It should be that he looked at your Ouija disk. On the Ouija disk, one line lights up, which means a first-level talent, two lines indicate a second-level talent, and you light up three lines, so It is a third-level fire talent."

"So that's how it is." The fat man smiled wryly, and said, "I forgot to pay attention to that kid. I don't know what level he is."

"He is a fourth-level water talent." Wu Feng smiled and said, "Although he is only one level higher than yours, his cultivation speed is twice as fast as yours. Simply put, if you practice for a year, he only needs to practice for half a year." !"

"So awesome?" The fat man opened his mouth wide, and his fat face immediately turned bitter, "I just joined the sect and offended such a good stubble, nainai, I don't believe it, I can't handle this kid!"

Wu Feng laughed and said, "Well done, I support you!"

The fat man chuckled, then rolled his eyes suddenly, and said, "Brother, my name is Wang Xiaohu, what's your name?"

"Just call me Wu Feng"

"Brother Wu Feng, how do you know so much?" Fatty Wang immediately winked at him

Wu Feng rubbed his nose and said, "I heard from Daotu in the teahouse that I used to be a waiter in a teahouse."

"Are you also a mistress?" The fat man said with burning eyes as if he saw a fellow countryman, "I am also Ai. I used to be a mistress in a hotel, but I sneaked out today. , Ask the boss to bring me tea and water, hum!"

Black lines appeared on Wu Feng's forehead