Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

A large group of young people spread out and walked to each table. Fan Tianluo came to the last table and saw a round glass ball on it. She shook her head in her heart. It seems that this kind of thing is used to measure strength in this continent. However, this glass ball is obviously not for predicting talent, but for identifying strength.

"Little girl, you haven't met the admission requirements yet, are you here with someone? Let the young master behind come up to take the test first." In front of the table is a young senior with average looks. After a hard scan, she is only a seven-star martial artist, but beauties are naturally treated differently, and they also smile and speak politely to her.

"Senior, how did you test this?" Fan Wuxi stepped forward and asked politely, pulling Fan Tianluo slightly behind, fearing that she would be made fun of.

"Press your hand on it and infuse your fighting spirit, and you will know your strength naturally. There is no need to fake it." The senior glanced at the one-star bachelor badge on his chest.

Fan Wuxi nodded, and pushed his hand up, the fighting spirit was activated, and the crystal ball instantly burst into a faint blue light.

"Great samurai!" The seniors and freshmen at the next table all looked this way, obviously surprised that there was a great samurai among the freshmen, this kind of talent is considered top-notch even in the Royal Academy.

"14 years old, a one-star warrior, boy, you are very talented!" The senior immediately praised, "Hurry up and fill out the form, you have been admitted."

Fan Wuxi nodded, not too surprised, but looking at Fan Tianluo, she was a little worried. If Fan Tianluo couldn't go to the Holy Academy, she would not see her distressed sister for at least three years.

At this moment, Meng Xin'er on the other side was also directly admitted amidst applause. The 14-year-old Nine-Star Spiritualist has amazing talent, and there are few psychic masters in the first place, which made her stand out.

There were more and more people taking the test, and Fan Tianluo could only wait beside her, she was a little speechless seeing Fan Xiaolin's arrogant look after she also passed.

The two women danced happily, showing off everywhere, and even went to make friends with the most handsome senior Bai Yifeng, but unfortunately they got jealous looks from many female compatriots.

That Bai Yifeng has a very gentle and elegant temperament, with Danfeng eyes, and a faint smile on his face all the time, he is amiable to everyone, and is even more popular with girls. Many girls are still standing aside and staring at this handsome man.

After the two women greeted each other, they saw Fan Tianluo standing next to the last table, exchanged glances, and walked over holding hands and smiling.

"Congratulations to Master Wuxi for passing the test." Meng Xiner came forward with a smile, looking at Fan Wuxi with twinkling eyes.

"Fan Tianluo, what are you still doing here? Isn't it enough to embarrass the Fan family? Hurry up and go back!" Fan Xiaolin came up to chase people away.

"Xiaolin, don't go too far. Although Tianluo is not strong enough, it's okay to come and see!" Fan Wuxi immediately said angrily, he really hated such relatives.

"Brother Wuxi, she's just a piece of trash, and it's useless to have a good master, a seven-star warrior! The face of the Fan family has been lost by her! You are still facing her!" Fan Xiaolin's sharp words immediately attracted everyone's attention. .

Most of the people here knew about Fantianluo, and everyone talked about it, and even the people from the academy began to look at Fantianluo with surprise.

A 12-year-old seven-star martial artist, this talent is indeed too poor, it is completely impossible for him to enter the Holy Academy.

"Little girl, you can come over to my side and have a try." Suddenly, a clear voice rang out amidst the commotion.

After everyone was taken aback, they all turned their heads to see that it was the handsome, gentle and approachable Bai Yifeng.