Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Above the test array, there is a crystal ball emitting a faint fluorescence.

The old man activated the test formation.

Chen Moxu's expression suddenly became less relaxed.

Huge mental pressure poured down from that crystal ball, oppressing his spirit.

After about a cup of tea, Chen Moxu finally couldn't hold on anymore, his body became limp, and he squatted down.

He tried hard to control himself so that he didn't touch the ground on one knee.

He is the prince of Xijiu, the future emperor, how could he be humiliated in front of everyone?

"Spiritual power, third level, qualified." The old man's cold voice came, and the previous surprise was no longer there.

The entrance requirements of Jiulan Academy are the strength of an eighth-level warrior and the third-level spiritual power.

But Chen Moxu had just reached the qualified level.

How high a person's spiritual power is and how broad his spiritual domain is, then how far he can go in his future cultivation path.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at this scene, his brows and eyes were full of sarcasm, and he smiled slightly: "What kind of genius is just a mediocrity."

He has never had any good feelings for the prince of Xijiu Kingdom.The words are also poisonous enough.

Thinking of Chen Moxu's trapping Luo'er in Moyun Forest and pushing her into the mouth of the hundred-foot-long python, Xuanyuan Yu still gritted his teeth with hatred.

The next test was Qi Wangchen Moxuan.

"His Royal Highness King Qi, Mu Yuan eighth-rank warrior, qualified."

"Spiritual power, level four, relatively excellent."

There was a hint of relief in the old voice.

Ling Luo was a little surprised, and said: "Unexpectedly, Chen Moxuan, a traitor, will have a farther future cultivation path than Chen Moxu."

"It's not a good thing." Xuanyuan Yu snorted, "What is the fourth level, it's a waste."

Ling Luo was a little puzzled, and said: "The fourth level is trash? What about me, how many levels can my mental power reach?"

Before Xuanyuan Yu could answer, the test for their team had already been scheduled.

"I'll go first." Xuanyuan Yu stepped forward first.

He put his hand on the spirit-testing stone, and a very light green brilliance appeared on the spirit-testing stone.

The old man in charge of the test frowned, looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and said, "Mu Yuan first-rank warrior?"

"Yes." Xuanyuan Yu nodded indifferently.

The old man in charge of the test frowned even tighter and said, "Unqualified."

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips raised slightly, drawing a dazzling arc, and said: "Your Highness the Crown Prince can enroll, why can't I? Everyone in Yingyang City knows that I once defeated him in one move."

"This..." The old man in charge of the test looked embarrassed, his old face twisted into pimples, "Young man, our Jiulan Academy has our rules."

Xuanyuan Yu ignored the old man, but went straight to the center of the formation where the mental strength was tested.

"Let's get started, I will let you make an exception to admit me."

There was a very confident smile on his face, and his peach blossom eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Every candidate for admission has to accept two tests, the old man was suspicious, but still activated the formation.

The crystal ball emitted bursts of fluorescence.

Xuanyuan Yu stood in the center of the formation, with a calm smile on his face all the time, without any look of hard work.

Time passed slowly, and the old man gradually increased his skill, until within the time of a stick of incense, he pushed the formation to the highest level of ninth order!

But Xuanyuan Yu was still smiling.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the old man's forehead, and he was extremely shocked and said: "Mental power, ninth level, extremely excellent!"

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