Peerless Martial Soul

The direction of the hit was the Wuhun Platform.

Just as he was about to smash the Wuhun Platform to pieces, Yu Feiying moved his hand forward when he saw the huge stone pillar still one person away from the Wuhun Platform.

Suddenly, the martial spirit totem suddenly stopped, stopping there so abruptly, extremely abrupt.

After people see it, they feel like vomiting blood, which is very uncomfortable.

Such a huge thing can actually stop at a moment's notice, which shows Yu Feiying's control.

This martial spirit totem is about 600 meters high and about 60 meters in diameter. It is completely white and exudes a misty light.

It looks and feels very noble.

A huge momentum swept out quietly and spread throughout the entire place.

This momentum is exactly the power of the martial soul!

This is the martial spirit totem!

On that day, Chen Feng had seen it before when he was in the Xuanyuan family's outer sect, but the difference from the last time he saw it was that this time the spirit totem was taller and more powerful.

Bian Xingyu took a deep breath, his heart was filled with passion and excitement!

Yu Feiying faced the crowd and said in a loud voice: "This martial spirit totem is of the thirty thousand year level."

"The above is divided into six sections, each section represents five thousand years!"

"Okay, let's start testing now!"

He said slowly.

Bian Xingyu nodded and walked under the martial spirit totem.

Everyone held their breath. For a moment, the venue was extremely quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Bian Xingyu.

The annual martial arts test has finally begun.

Bian Xingyu stretched out his hands and pressed them on the martial spirit totem.

Then, the power of martial arts circulated in his body.

Behind him, the shadow of a martial spirit loomed.

The next moment, there was a bang, and the bottom section of the martial spirit totem suddenly lit up with a white light.

The martial soul totem is divided into six sections. His section lights up white, which means that his martial soul has reached the five thousand year level.

However, no one was surprised at all.

If the martial soul of the disciples who entered the inner sect could not even reach five thousand years, then it would be too much of a waste.

They are basically more than five thousand years old, so naturally they won't care.

Bian Xingyu didn't show any effort on his face, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his arms again.

The martial spirit behind him suddenly became clear from the blur just now, showing the lineup.

Then, with a loud bang, the penultimate section of the martial spirit totem lit up again.

This light did not light up bit by bit, but all lit up at the same time, which meant that his martial spirit had exceeded ten thousand years.

This time, many people were finally moved by it.

"With a martial spirit of ten thousand years, Bian Xingyu's martial spirit has exceeded ten thousand years. This is considered relatively strong among most disciples of the inner sect!"

"That's right, a martial spirit that is over ten thousand years old means that he will be able to at least reach the level of a third-grade disciple in the future!"

"A martial spirit of ten thousand years is already considered very good."

At this time, hearing the comments from the people below, Bian Xingyu showed a proud smile and said in his heart: "Do you think this is over?"

"Let me tell you, it's not enough!"

The next moment, he roared violently.

Behind him, the martial spirit not only became extremely clear, but also shimmered with light for an instant.

Obviously, he has pushed his power to a peak.

And his whole body trembled, his face flushed, and light shone on his arms.

So, the next moment, the light above the penultimate section suddenly began to explode.

Then the limit between the second and third quarters was broken, and with a bang, the third quarter started to light up.

It's just that this time it didn't light up all at once like the first and second quarters just now, but part of it lit up.

Then, like poison spreading, it began to slowly spread upward.

Although the growth was slow, it was unwavering, and everyone watched intently.

Finally, there was a soft sound, and the third quarter was completely lit up.

Bian Xingyu's martial spirit has reached fifteen thousand years!

"Fifteen thousand years!"

Everyone nodded, this result can be considered quite good.

Sachiko, on the other hand, twirled his beard and smiled. He was quite satisfied with his disciple's performance.

In his opinion, fifteen thousand years is already a very good achievement.

Bian Xingyu seemed a little unwilling.

Suddenly, he turned around and looked at Chen Feng in the audience, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, and said loudly in a overlooking manner: "Chen Feng, watch more!"

"Look at how powerful my martial spirit is!"

Then, it let out another crazy roar, and the clothes on its body were shattered.

In an instant, the light of his martial spirit rose again, and it was already so bright that it was somewhat transparent.

Obviously, his martial spirit has been pushed to the extreme by him.

At this time, his whole body was shaking and his face was pale.

But he still squeezed out a bit of strength, so the fourth clue also lit up.

However, this fourth ring is only a little brighter and does not increase further.

But even so, it also means that his martial spirit has exceeded fifteen thousand years.

Someone below exclaimed: "Xingyu here is indeed very powerful and has amazing potential!"

"That's right!" A person next to him echoed loudly: "The martial spirit totem is thirty thousand years old in total, and each period is five thousand years. In the previous test, it has not been able to approach the top thirty thousand years in nearly a hundred years!"

A person next to him laughed and said: "We are still close to the top. Let alone close to the top. Anyone who can surpass half of it is considered a little genius."

"With a martial spirit of more than fifteen thousand years, even the inner sect can be regarded as a little genius. In the past ten years, there have been more than sixty people testing it. There are only a few people who can have a martial spirit of more than fifteen thousand years. There are only seven or eight people."

Everyone let out a sound of surprise. They were quite surprised by Bian Xingyu's talent, but it was only to the extent of being surprised. They were not even amazed, let alone shocked, and they did not lose their composure because of it. .

Because, the talent of more than 15,000 years in the inner sect is really quite a lot!

Yu Feiying said loudly: "Bian Xingyu, a 16,000-year-level martial spirit."

"Not bad, very good."

He praised loudly and highly.

Xingzi clapped her hands gently, obviously very happy for Bian Xingyu.

Bian Xingyu dropped his hands at this time, and his martial spirit disappeared.

Then, he turned around and looked at Chen Feng, laughed wildly, and said with great pride: "Chen Feng, did you see it?"