Nine Turns Sword God

The eyes of all the disciples instantly became hot.

"The inner space of the Spirit King Tree has given birth to many rare holy medicines, and the bones of the powerful men of the Holy Palace have been buried here. There must be many treasures left behind!"

"In just one month, we can gain more than what we can gain from practicing in the outside world for a year!"

Elder Xu coughed twice, suppressed the noise, and said: "Now, the disciples whose names are called will enter the Spirit King Tree one by one."

He looked at the registered disciple beside him.

Hundreds of registered disciples quickly opened the rosters and called their names one by one.

The disciples whose names were called formed a team of seven.

The seven people who entered the Spirit King Tree first disappeared into the light curtain.

A faint brilliance suddenly lit up on the Spirit King tree, condensing into the shape of flowers, all of which were red brilliance.

"Elder Xu, what are the flowers blooming on this tree?"

Some disciples who were participating for the first time asked out of curiosity.

Elder Xu said calmly: "As long as someone enters, a spiritual flower will bloom according to the person's talent and strength."

"The flowers are divided into seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, corresponding to seven different talent levels."

"Red is the weakest, purple is the strongest, and the legendary red is the strongest talent that far exceeds the seven major talent levels. It is a rare find in a million years!"

Everyone was stunned.

As more and more disciples entered, the flowers on the Spirit King tree slowly bloomed.

"Zhang Zhongming, Yun Qianqian, Bai Sheng..."

Finally it was the turn of Zhang Zhongming and others.

Zhang Zhongming smiled proudly and led the remaining six people to the Spirit King Tree.

"You losers, keep your eyes open!"

"My talent must be the strongest purple!"

The disciples gathered around agreed.

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhang is extremely talented, a peerless genius that is unique among thousands!"

“Only Senior Brother Zhang’s talent is worthy of purple!”

The disciples were all trying to please Zhang Zhongming.

Only everyone in Xueyun Palace had a faint smile on their lips.

Zhuge Tingxue smiled and said: "He has good talent, but this way he can get the highest level."

"The name of Taichu Holy Palace, the first Holy Palace, is somewhat unworthy of its name."

Dongfang Lin laughed loudly: "With your talent, junior sister, you are worthy of the purple level."

"Zhang Zhongming? Who is he?"

The laughter of several people attracted the attention of a group of Taichu Holy Palace disciples.

"What are these losers laughing at?"

"You look down on our senior brother Zhang?"

Zhang Zhongming sneered: "It would be great if the five of you can produce an orange one."

"After all, how can a useless disciple trained by a useless academy compare to a genius from the first academy like me?"

Everyone laughed and mocked the Xueyun Palace disciples.

"What if someone exceeds Orange?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled playfully: "Or maybe, if you exceed your talent level, wouldn't you slap yourself in the face?"

Zhang Zhongming sneered: "More than me? It's impossible!"

"Then you might as well take a gamble."

A cold look flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes.

This Zhang Zhongming has repeatedly ridiculed Xueyun Palace since they met.

He is not a fool!

Zhang Zhongming was very interested: "Do you dare to bet with me?"

"Okay, you're not afraid of death, are you?"

"How do you want to bet?"

Chu Shaoyang pointed to his arm: "Just bet on one arm."

"Whoever is less talented will cut off his arm, how dare you?"

Zhang Zhongming suddenly raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

For a moment, he felt a sense of fear.

Chu Shaoyang is so confident. Is his talent really better than his own?

No!

impossible!

"You little loser, you are so brave!"

Zhang Zhongming was extremely angry and laughed: "All the disciples present can testify!"

"After we go in, you and I will meet in the center. Whoever has the weaker talent will have his arm cut off!"

"good!"

Chu Shaoyang readily agreed.

However, his confidence caused countless people to laugh at him.

"Is this kid out of his mind because of fright?"

"How dare you compete with the newbie No. 1 in talent?"

Zhang Zhongming turned around confidently and stepped straight into the light curtain.

A flash of green light lit up on the Spirit King tree, forming flowers.

Level 4, green!

"It's not purple?"

Yun Qianqian looked surprised: "Senior Brother Zhang is extremely talented and is the strongest among the newcomers."

"Even he's just green?"

All the Taichu Holy Palace disciples were also confused.

Zhang Zhongming's strength was obvious to all.

It's just green?

"It's so joyful, but it's just green?"

Dongfang Lin laughed loudly: "Shaoyang, you will definitely win this bet!"

As soon as the words came out, they immediately attracted ridicule from the disciples of Taichu Holy Palace.

"Win a shit!"

"Senior Brother Zhang is many times stronger than him. Even if Senior Brother Zhang is only green, then he can only be red!"

"He will lose!"

Everyone in Xueyun Palace was too lazy to explain and looked at Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang was about to step forward, but was stopped by Elder Xu.

"You are the second to last."

Several people were stunned.

The disciples of Taichu Holy Palace complained one after another.

"Elder Xu, they are second to last, so who else sees their talents?"

"When they get in, won't there be no way to verify it?"

Elder Xu said solemnly: "The rules cannot be broken."

"However, the bet has been made. After everyone enters, I will inform you of the result of the bet."

Only then did everyone become quiet.

"You're lucky, you can live a little longer."

Yun Qianqian smiled contemptuously and said: "If you provoke Senior Brother Zhang like this, don't even think about breaking one of your arms."

"During the competition, Senior Brother Zhang will definitely kill you!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "Kill me?"

"If he dares, I will kill him!"

Yun Qianqian just thought he was farting and walked into the light curtain with a sneer.

The Spirit King tree blooms one after another, mostly red.

Only Yun Qianqian condensed a yellow flower, which was a third-level talent.

Then, a group of disciples entered the Spirit King Tree one after another.

When it was the turn of Chu Shaoyang and others, the trees were already full of flowers.

Lots of red, a little orange.

There are very few yellow ones, and there is only one green one.

Elder Xu continued to read: "Disciples of Xueyun Palace, you can go in."

Zhuge Tingxue and others walked straight towards the light screen.

"I'll go first."

Dongfang Lin smiled and said: "Shaoyang, help me check my color."

"I guess at least it's orange."

After that, he stepped into the light curtain.

Yellow light lit up on the Spirit King tree, and a yellow flower condensed.

"yellow?"

Elder Xu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xueyun Palace, which has always been called a waste academy, is the first disciple who enters Huang?

Maybe it's just the strongest one.

"I'll be next."

Bai Chuo was also curious about his talent.

She followed him inside, and a green flower grew on the Spirit King tree.

"green?"

"Level 4 talent?"

Elder Xu exclaimed in a low voice, his face full of disbelief.

Does Xueyun Palace still have such talented disciples?

Before he could recover, Shen Feiyu entered.

Another yellow flower condenses!

The second yellow!

Then it was Zhuge Tingxue's turn.

She stopped in front of the light and looked at Chu Shaoyang with a smile: "Help me write down my level. I want to know the gap between you and me."

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly and watched her step into the light curtain.

In an instant, the Spirit King tree lit up with bright blue light!

The blue flowers are condensed, like a lotus, pure and beautiful, gorgeous and extraordinary!

"Sixth level talent, blue!"

Elder Xu immediately exclaimed!

It has been more than three hundred years since the last time a blue talent appeared!

But this time, it was not their Taichu Holy Palace disciples who appeared, but the most useless Xueyun Palace?

"It's my turn."

Chu Shaoyang slightly bowed his hand to Elder Xu: "Please also ask Elder Xu to write down my talent so that I can fulfill my bet."

After that, he stepped straight into the light curtain.