Beauty and the Bodyguard

The person who came was wearing a gilded robe. He was walking like a dragon and a tiger, his eyebrows were flying, and his appearance was very similar to Di Feihong.

Lin Yi frowned slightly, and the identity of this person immediately emerged in his mind.

The son of Di Feihong, ranked fourth on the Tiangang List, is Prince Di.

As soon as this person appeared, he immediately became the focus of the audience.

"What are you all discussing? Why don't you let me listen?"

Prince Di unfolded the paper fan in his hand, with four big characters written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.

I am the only one.

Everyone was silent. Even Yang Fan, who had been quite high-profile just now, lost his momentum now.

In terms of strength alone, he is worthy of being ranked third in the Tiangang Ranking, but in terms of family background, he is just a little bit behind.

Sure enough, Prince Di's next words made the entire audience change their expressions.

"This time I found eleven big guys in advance to try it out. If I were you, I wouldn't waste time here. I might as well go back early and do other serious things."

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, and collectively uttered curse words.

Eleven bosses tried it out in advance!

Damn it’s so inhumane!

If Prince Di is a pure parallel importer, then that's it. Others at least have a chance.

What is the difference between announcing it now and ending it in advance?

But no one left.

This is a quota for the Tiandao training class. No matter how slim the chance is, even if it is only one in a billion, no one here is willing to give up.

After all, what if?

"Quite persistent."

Prince Di sneered and immediately stopped paying attention to everyone.

From beginning to end, he didn't even look at Lin Yi.

Yang Fan and his ilk are just fine, they are barely qualified to be his opponents. As for Lin Yi, is he worthy?

Everyone continued to wait for a quarter of an hour, and finally an old man came over and led them to a martial arts field.

At this time, there were twelve high platforms in a circle around the martial arts arena, and a Tiandao boss was sitting on each high platform.

They just sat there, but no one in the audience dared to look directly at them.

Without him, the pressure in the dojo is too overbearing, and if you look directly into your eyes, you will really go blind.

Not to mention looking directly, no one could even open their spiritual consciousness on this occasion. Only Lin Yi quietly scanned the circle with the will of the world. As expected, Boss Wen Que and the six Tiandao bosses he had visited before were among them.

The old man announced: "Let's start the trial now. Those whose names are called will come forward."

"Leng Chang."

A man immediately stepped forward.

As the first candidate to take the stage, this person was obviously too nervous and even staggered a bit.

Following the old man's instructions, he walked past the twelve Tiandao bosses one by one. Every time he passed one, a score would appear on the stone pillar below the high platform.

A single perfect score is ten, and the twelve together are a perfect score of one hundred and twenty.

Plop!

As soon as this talent came on stage, he staggered to his knees under the pressure of the first Tiandao boss. Although he reluctantly got up and carried it over, in the end he only lost a pitiful two points.

The performance in subsequent sessions was better, but generally only four or five points.

After completing the last lap, everyone was obviously exhausted.

"Forty-six points total."

The old man shook his head and then called the next person's name: "Wang Yi."

Seeing the second person take the stage, everyone else looked serious. At this time, almost no one wanted to watch other people's jokes. After all, they themselves would soon become a joke in the eyes of others.

This is true.

The final scores of the candidates who came next were generally around 50 points, and the worst one only had 13 points.

There are very few who can reach sixty.

But there are also some that are eye-catching.

"Yang Fan, seventy-eight points!"

The old man's face looked obviously better when he announced.

Without him, I finally got one that was barely enough to watch.

After coming down from the martial arts arena, Yang Fan specifically stopped in front of Prince Di. The demonstration was obvious.

Prince Di sneered: "Silly beep."

He didn't even look at him after he finished speaking. He even stepped onto the stage before the old man called his name.

The old man's eyes twitched, and he had no choice but to change the names of the other candidates to Prince Di. It was just the order in which they came on stage. The earlier one and the later one had little effect.

The test track begins.

Prince Di's performance is indeed eye-catching.

Facing the pressure from the dojo of Tiandao masters, he moved much more steadily than others before, starting with an eight-point score.

Then came a nine, and then another nine.

There are even ten points in the middle, and there are more than one!

Yang Fan, who was in a good mood just now and felt that he had a great chance, suddenly turned black.

His seventy-eight points are destined to become a running companion.

Lin Yi watched this scene silently, observing the subtle differences among the Tiandao bosses.

From the perspective of the scene alone, these Tiandao bosses all treated them equally and did not show any mercy.

The intensity faced by Prince Di at this moment was not half lower than that of others.

But this does not mean that he is stronger than others.

If I have to say it, it can only be that he is more familiar with the dojos of these Tiandao masters and is more adaptable than other candidates.

This familiarity is naturally a reflection of deep connections.

Even if you are trying out the Tao in advance, the relationship usually allows you to experience it for a quarter of an hour before letting you go. On the other hand, Prince Di, who may be there for most of a day or even a whole day, is naturally not as familiar with the pressure of the Taoist field. .

Soon, Prince Di's total score had soared to ninety-eight points, and there was only one Tiandao boss left in front of him.

Boss Wenque.

Bang!

Under the attention of the whole audience, Prince Di stumbled and hit his head on the ground.

Everyone was surprised, and then they all realized that this was probably the only boss who didn't let him try the Dao in advance.

Yang Fan immediately sneered contemptuously: "The true colors are exposed."

The others echoed.

Although at this point, even if Prince Di performed poorly, the high score of ninety-eight points had already crushed the whole audience, and no one present could shake it, but everyone was still eager to see him make a fool of himself on the spot.

In the end, Prince Di almost climbed through the last level.

Facing the mocking eyes of the crowd, Prince Di's face was ferocious, and he was covered in dust, without any arrogance just now.

Among the twelve Tiandao bosses, he was the only one who didn't try the Dao in advance, and he didn't expect this to happen!

However, he did not dare to bear a grudge against Wen Que, at least at this moment, he did not dare to show it.

After all, the other party was the resident boss of the Tiandao Advanced Training Class, and he would have to work under him in the future.

"What are you looking at?"

Prince Di was angry: "I got 98 points! The second highest 98 points in history! I'm sure to get this spot!"

Yang Fan and the others had no way to refute for a while.

Even if they didn't like the other party, the score could not be changed. The other party was indeed leading by a cliff.

Although it was a little ugly, it was indeed the second highest in the history of the Tiandao Advanced Training Class Test Conference. The ownership of the spot this time had lost suspense.