Chapter 351 Ye Yu’s Trash Talent
Chapter 351 Ye Yu’s Trash Talent
Dragon-level talents also have different levels, and the most intuitive way is to look at the color.
Since the founding of Tiansheng Academy, no one with Red Dragon-level talent has appeared. Even the current dean of Tiansheng Academy is only of Green Dragon-level talent.
Ye Chengjun of the Ye family! So terrifying!
Not to mention the eight elders behind him, even Chang Qingzi's eyes gradually showed a hint of fanaticism.
Although Ye Chengjun calls himself the emperor's son, Chang Qingzi is willing to take the risk in the face of the red dragon-level talent.
But before Chang Qingzi could speak, the sky suddenly changed, accompanied by thunder, and a voice came from the rolling thunder.
"He, come with me."
Chang Qingzi's expression suddenly changed. He turned around, bowed to the sky, and said respectfully, "Yes, Dean."
Seeing Chang Qingzi's appearance, the people present reacted instantly.
The only person who could make Chang Qingzi act like this and address him like this was the dean of Tiansheng Academy! Lei Dong!
Ye Yu frowned as he looked at the thunder in the air. Was this fluctuation the Phantom Dragon Wind and Thunder Body?!
"Congratulations." Chang Qingzi said to Ye Chengjun.
Ye Chengjun waved his hand nonchalantly and turned back to where the Ye family was.
However, despite Ye Chengjun's rude behavior, no one present was dissatisfied. Not to mention Ye Chengjun's identity as the young patriarch of the Ye family, the title of disciple of the dean of Tiansheng Academy alone was enough for him to ignore everyone present.
"Next, Ye Yu."
After the voice fell, Ye Yu walked out slowly.
The fat monk said from behind: "Come on, kid, don't embarrass me."
When Ye Yu appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of Chang Qingzi and others. During the initial test, they noticed Ye Yu's performance.
If we were to ask who among the seven people taking the initial test had the highest expectations, it would naturally be Ye Yu.
Looking at Ye Yu, Ye Chengjun couldn't help but frown. For some reason, he always felt that there was something disgusting about Ye Yu.
After thinking for a while, Ye Chengjun suddenly laughed. He was just a small figure. Why should he think too much about it? He could just kill him. Why bother to delve into it?
Ye Yu felt a burning gaze at this moment, and subconsciously turned around, only to see a familiar figure.
But it was Ye Qingqing!
At this moment, Ye Qingqing was standing behind Ye Chengjun, looking at him fanatically with eyes full of excitement!
Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu has also come to Zhongzhou!
The moment he saw Ye Qingqing, Ye Yu frowned. He never expected that Ye Qingqing would appear here. This was a trouble!
People just think that the servants around the strong must also be talented.
But in fact, a truly powerful person never needs servants with cultivation. Those with cultivation are not servants, but subordinates.
No one would want to be surrounded by a person with extremely high talent and cultivation, especially someone close to them. This way, their unique skills and various secrets, including various methods, are at risk of being leaked.
Unless one is brought up like Feng Qiwen, so that the master-servant consciousness is deeply rooted from childhood.
But even someone like Feng Qiwen can't help but have some little thoughts of his own.
Anyone is most vulnerable when they are in seclusion and practicing. Do you really think that the strong are fearless, have no weaknesses, and are not afraid of raising a tiger to harm them?
This is even more so for Ye Chengjun. The method he practices cannot be leaked at all. Instead of training some servants, it is better to find a mortal directly.
Just as Ye Qingqing was suppressing the joy in her heart, Ye Yu had already arrived in front of the colorful glass stone and slowly placed his hand on it.
Seeing this, Ye Qingqing secretly shouted "Come on!" in her heart, and even her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Chang Qingzi, Qiliantian and others also looked at the colorful glass stone expectantly, wanting to see what kind of talent Ye Yu had.
The moment his palm touched the colorful glass stone, Ye Yu suddenly felt a force surging into his body, and after his spiritual power circulated for a circle, it returned to the colorful glass stone.
The next moment, the entire colorful glass stone began to tremble.
Just when everyone thought that some scene would appear, the colorful glass stone shook for a while and then gradually dimmed, and finally only a dim golden light rose.
"Mid-grade spiritual roots?! How is that possible!"
Chang Qingzi exclaimed in surprise. He never expected that Ye Yu's spiritual roots were only of medium quality.
How did a medium-grade spiritual root cultivate to the initial stage of refining emptiness!
Qi Liantian also widened his eyes at this moment, his face full of disbelief. He saw Ye Yu's performance clearly. A person who had reached the level of Formation Master and the early stage of Refining Void at such a young age, actually only had a mid-grade spiritual root?
The fat monk suddenly felt ashamed and kept shaking his head with his hands.
There was an uproar around. No matter what, Ye Yu had passed the initial test. How could such a person only have a mid-grade spiritual root?
Ye Yu was not surprised at all. His spiritual roots had been stripped away and had even been eroded by Jiuyou's blood. Now he kept them in his body just in case of emergency.
As for cultivation, he relies entirely on the Xu Tian Ding. It can be said that Ye Yu’s real spiritual root now is the Xu Tian Ding.
Although this colorful glass stone was naturally formed, it was unable to sense the existence of the Xutian Ding. Naturally, it was based on Ye Yu's former spiritual roots.
Chang Qingzi looked at Ye Yu and sighed softly. It seemed that this kid had some adventure in the past.
Not only Chang Qingzi, but everyone present had this thought in their minds.
But no matter what Ye Yu’s previous adventures were, even if Ye Yu has reached this point now, he is destined not to go far in the future.
The upper limit of a cultivator is determined by his spiritual roots!
The light of approval in Qi Liantian's eyes also faded at this moment. He and Chang Qingzi had the same idea that Ye Yu's limit was this.
Although everyone present had this idea in mind, things had come to this point and the necessary procedures had to be followed.
"Are you interested in this person?" Chang Qingzi said.
As expected, everyone present fell silent, and laughter began to be heard outside.
Most of them were people who had been eliminated previously.
Since they were eliminated, they didn't want to see others having an easy time, as if the more they ridiculed Ye Yu, the more likely they would be to join Tiansheng Academy.
Seeing this, Ye Yu didn't say much. He would not explain, but if the right way didn't work, then he could only think of other ways.
No matter what, the fragments of Xu Tian Ding must be obtained.
Thinking of this, Ye Yu withdrew his hand and planned to turn around and leave.
But before he took a few steps, Ye Yu suddenly felt a powerful aura locking onto him. The next moment, Ye Yu instinctively turned his hand and slashed with a sword.
clang!
A crisp sound was heard, accompanied by sparks flying, and Ye Yu could see clearly that the person standing in front of him was the old man who had yawned before.
"Nice sword, come with me."
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