Legend of the Mythological Genes

The spaceship whizzed across the sky, crossed the vast ocean, and came to the very center of the Pacific Ocean.

A giant metal island stands in the middle of the ocean, as if it were one body. An island is a building, and various spaceships are docked on it.

"Dear customer, welcome to the Earth Practice Association. Today is the day to start the registration and assessment of Xingguo University and Universal University. Please line up and enter in an orderly manner!" An electronic voice came from the giant metal island.

The spaceship fell slowly.

The principal and the head teacher led Feng Lin and other students from the gifted class down.

"You take the others to the assessment site of Xingguo University, and Feng Lin and I go to the assessment site of Universal University!" The principal and the sturdy head teacher divided their duties clearly and clearly.

Immediately after, under the envious eyes of all the students, Feng Lin and the principal left the crowd and walked towards the center of the Earth Practice Association.

The footsteps were fast, and a large hall was seen in the distance, and the door opened silently and naturally.

Feng Lin and the principal walked into it, and in an instant, countless eyes pierced like swords, full of hostility, scrutiny, and sarcasm...

This place has long been full of people, very lively, wearing all kinds of tight uniforms, like candidates from various middle schools on the earth.

Feng Lin suddenly discovered that each of these people present was at least an interstellar cultivator, with strong vitality, and there were several auras mixed in, which made him feel a strong threat.

It's just that they deliberately hide their vitality and don't know their true strength.

He nodded secretly.

What a crowd of heroes!

As the mother planet of human beings, the earth still has its roots.

Elites from all corners of the earth gathered in one place for the registration examination of the University of the Universe, and their competitiveness was extremely strong.

Feng Lin realized that although his vitality was strong, it was still too early to say that he was the number one among the younger generation on earth!

interesting!

The more challenging it was, the more interested Feng Lin became.

If it keeps sweeping, it will be really boring!

The road of practice, breaking the shackles of human life, is going against the sky. If you don't have the courage to go straight forward and not be afraid of challenges, how can you go forward without fear.

The greater the challenge, the more excited Feng Lin was.

The strength of the opponent will, on the contrary, stimulate him to grow more rapidly.

Seeing that Feng Lin was not stage-frightened, the headmaster also nodded his head. He had a little more confidence in him and began to point out.

"Did you see those white teenagers?"

Feng Lin followed the prestige and saw a group of blond and blue-eyed Caucasian students, male and female, standing together with stern faces, and a white cross mark on the chest of the school uniform was very conspicuous.

"This is a student from Holy Cross Middle School. This middle school ranks among the top three on earth and only accepts white students. The school inherits the high-level and low-level genetic martial arts Holy Light Cross Fist, and the moves carry the Holy Cross Fist with the power of purification. The power of light is enormous and should not be underestimated!" The principal introduced, he was well-informed, and continued to introduce the origins of all the candidates on the field.

"This is a candidate from Antarctic Middle School. Although the school's ranking is not high, only about 50 on the earth, but the inherited genetic martial arts cold ice can use the power of ice and snow to strengthen the physical body, which is very impressive, and there is a strong sense of touch between moves. With freezing damage, it is impossible to guard against!"

"These skinny candidates are candidates from Vedic Middle School. They are proficient in ancient Indian yoga jujitsu. They look thin, but they often have the power to throw images. If you meet them, be careful!"

"This is a black candidate from the African Chief Middle School. He is proficient in genetic martial arts improved by black witchcraft. His abilities are strange and vicious, and often have curse effects, which is quite terrifying!"

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Feng Lin listened carefully, and did not despise him because his vitality was stronger than that of his peers.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength!

What's more, these are the best candidates from all middle schools on Earth, otherwise they wouldn't dare to apply for Universal University.

Just when the principal and Feng Lin were in perfect harmony, one was lecturing and the other was listening, a discordant voice sounded.

"Yaoxi! Huang Sang, your Earth Middle School didn't sell their seats this time, and some students dared to apply for the University of the Universe? It's really the only one in the world. It's so strange!" The voice was stiff and rigid, as if he was not used to speaking Chinese.

Pat clap clack!

A group of footsteps quickly approached, surrounding Feng Lin and the principal.

He was listening seriously, but was interrupted for no reason. Feng Lin frowned, feeling very upset. He saw a group of Dongying people wearing kimonos and clogs, surrounding them with malicious intentions.

"This is a candidate from Yamato Middle School in the Dongying area. The school is ranked tenth on the planet. He is proficient in genetic martial arts using ninjutsu secrets. His abilities are weird and unpredictable, and he is very difficult!" The headmaster reminded carefully with fear and vigilance on his face.

Feng Lin didn't raise his eyelids, didn't make a sound, and didn't want to cause trouble.

As long as these fussy things don't hinder him, he doesn't even bother to look at them.

But if he really provoked him, he would not follow his heart, making these people extremely regretful.

Principal Huang of Earth Middle School was called by his first name, and his expression was very embarrassing.

As the head of a school, if he swallows his words, how can he convince the public in the future? Principal Huang retorted: "Ryosaku Miyata, are you only allowed candidates from Yamato Middle School to apply for Universal University, and not our Earth Middle School?"

Feng Lin secretly praised him, well done!

The middle-aged man in Dongying, who was the leader, was furious when he heard it, "Baga! Our Yamato Middle School is one of the top ten prestigious middle schools on the planet. How can you be compared with low-grade earth middle schools like you? If you are sensible, you will Sell ​​the quota to us, and I can also give you 1 million star coins, lest you waste this precious quota!..."

This Japanese devil babbled a lot.

Feng Lin watched coldly, his pupils became colder and sharper than knives.

Seeing that this devil keeps saying that he wants to take away his quota, and only gives out one-tenth of the star coins as if he is giving alms, is this to send a beggar?

The Earth Middle School that he was in charge of was so embarrassed by the devil, and Principal Huang's face was extremely ugly, and he snorted coldly: "I don't need to worry about it! I have already promised my students, and I will not go back on my word. This is our Feng Lin, the school's genius candidate, is already an official interstellar cultivator, so he may not be weaker than your candidates from Yamato Middle School!"

He stood up to Feng Lin, only telling Feng Lin's cultivation, wisely not revealing Feng Lin's true vitality.

The face of the middle-aged man in Dongying twitched, and he grinned with a malicious smile, "Souga! Although they are also interstellar monks, there are differences in their vitality. In this case, I will help Huang Sang to test it Take a look at Feng Lin's quality, lest you waste your quota!"

The group of Japanese candidates behind him suddenly raised their heads and let out loud giggling laughter, their arrogance was beyond words.

"Hatbu Juzang!" The middle-aged Dongying shouted heavily.

"Hey!" A short Japanese boy in black tights came out, looking at Feng Lin with vicious eyes like a poisonous snake, his pupils were pitch black, and a strange light appeared.

The next moment he made a bold move, his hands quickly formed seals, and his eyes swirled like dark vortexes, devouring people's souls, "Ninjutsu secret method-the art of beheading in the heart!"

The cold invisible fluctuations spread over, and Feng Lin's eyes were blurred, and there was no light around him. The world seemed to be covered with a layer of darkness. He beheaded with one sword, and the infinite fear of death rose in his heart.

For a while, Feng Lin stood motionless on the spot, as if he had no power to fight back. Those Dongying people laughed triumphantly, looking at Feng Lin like a poor guy who was about to die at any moment.

After being hit by this art of beheading in the heart, even if he doesn't die, he will lose half of his life. This kid is useless!

Hahaha……

"Psychic illusion!" The headmaster was taken aback and secretly called out.

Mental trauma is the most terrifying thing. Even if you are saved, you will suffer severe mental damage, and then you will not be able to exert 10% of your strength.

He didn't expect that this Dongying person would be so bold and use such a dirty method to get rid of Feng Lin, a genius from Earth Middle School!

The headmaster was anxious and his eyes were tearing apart.

At this time, the conflict on the court also attracted the candidates from other schools to cast their teasing glances, as if watching the excitement is not a big deal.

"A boring trick!" Feng Lin himself was very calm. Looking at the darkness around him, he didn't panic. He knew that it was just that his visual nerves were bewildered by mental illusion for a short time, and he had a night-like hallucination.

For him who has awakened his psychic gene to use mental illusion, isn't this a trick?

You must know that spiritual intelligence is the evolutionary gene of spiritual genes.

In terms of spiritual power, the spiritual gene is the ancestor of the spiritual gene!

There was a sneer at the corner of Feng Lin's mouth, he was not in the mood to tangle with these devils, since the other party was ruthless, don't blame him for being rude!

boom!

Feng Lin's eyebrows flickered, and his spiritual power poured out like a flood. He instantly suppressed the decapitation technique in his heart, found the gap in the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, and squeezed madly into it.

ah!

A scream startled everyone.

Feng Lin's eyes suddenly regained light, and he saw that the originally arrogant Hattori Juzang was already twitching on the ground like a pig or dog waiting to be slaughtered, covering his head with his hands, bleeding from his seven orifices, and howling miserably.

The sound is so miserable that it makes people tremble with fear.

This man is crazy!

Feng Lin didn't take another look.

This person used mental illusion, and all his mental power was leaked. The sea of ​​consciousness had no defense at all, and the spiritual power that was more than ten times bigger than himself was poured in instantly.

"Hattori-san! What's wrong with you?" The Dongying people panicked, and they gathered around to look, only to see that Hattori Juzo's eyes were white, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he was already dumbfounded.

Mental backlash!

Originally, those spectators were top geniuses from various schools, and there were quite a few people who knew the goods. Soon, some people recognized Feng Lin's methods, and their eyes were extremely fearful.

Spiritual illusion is invisible and qualityless, and it is the most difficult to defend against. If you become an opponent in the future, you must be careful.

Seeing that their companions were deposed, those Dongpu people were furious and rushed over ferociously, roaring like a pack of jackals and wild dogs.

"Baga! How dare you abolish Hattori-san, I want you to pay for his life!"

"Kill this kid!"

"If you mess with us Dongying people, no one will end well!"

...

These Dongying people pulled out the samurai swords at their waists one by one.

Feng Lin stood where he was, without moving his body. The power in his body gathered rapidly, like a brewing volcano that was about to erupt in the next moment, destroying everything in front of him.

"Silence!" There was a deep shout, and a huge wave of vitality surged from a distance like a raging sea, instantly suppressing all the riots on the field with an unstoppable force.

Slap!

Standing in front of the crowd with leather boots on the floor, a burly general appeared leading a group of capable soldiers, his eyes were as dark as eagles scanning the audience, and no one could look directly at him.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they felt that they had become weak animals on the ground, being watched by the eagle in the sky, and panicked.

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