Soul Devouring Sword Master

In front of three stone tables, three long dragons lined up.

Before I knew it, dozens of people had already taken out silver medals.

But most of them are around two or three yuan, and the most are only seven yuan, and only a few people are qualified.

If there are less than 100 people who qualify for silver medals, the remaining places will be allocated according to the number of silver medals.

"Jiang Empire, Ye Xuan, fifty-seven yuan!"

Behind the stone table, the white-haired old man shouted, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar immediately.

"Fifty-seven yuan, my goodness, that's amazing. He is worthy of being a talent in a large empire."

"This is too outrageous. I worked so hard to get six yuan, and I just passed the test. It's really irritating to see people competing against each other."

"What do you know? Those silver medals may not all be collected by himself. There are many people in large empires. Many people in the same empire will contribute their excess tokens to the top ones so that they can get the attention of major forces. "

"I see......"

Everyone was talking about it, and the young people who belonged to the same star empire as Ye Xuan were full of pride.

At the forefront of the team, a young man wearing silver clothing was smiling, enjoying the envious and shocked looks from the people around him. This person was Ye Xuan.

Sure enough, it was right to withdraw from the ancient tower in advance, Ye Xuan thought, otherwise, he would not have collected so many silver medals.

"More than fifty silver medals. This guy named Ye Xuan is a bit interesting."

In the direction of the Thunder Prison Sect, a tall, thin old man with gray hair nodded slightly and glanced casually to both sides, "Pay attention to this person and try to win over him as much as possible during the exchange meeting later."

"yes!"

On both sides, several elders responded.

"More than fifty silver medals, not bad."

From the Blood Evil Sect, an old man with a withered face smiled slightly. The wrinkles on his face visibly undulated with this smile.

"Pay attention to this Ye Xuan, and you must try your best to win him over later."

On the other side, in the direction of Sword Sect, a long-haired old man also nodded secretly, "Ye Xuanfu is not bad. If you can join our Sword Sect, your future will be limitless."

"Great Elder, I think the Thunder Prison Sect and the Blood Evil Sect have also paid attention to this person. It may be very difficult for us to win over him."

On the side, a deacon shook his head and sighed.

In the Canglan Region, the six major forces are divided into one sect, two palaces, and three sects. The first sect is the Xuanmen, which is the strongest and unshakable. The second palace is the Huangji Palace and the Bingling Palace, and they are fighting against each other. The three sects, It is the third level of power.

Among these three sects, the Thunder Prison Sect is the strongest and the Sword Sect is the weakest. Therefore, few people are willing to join the Sword Sect. Most of the talents are poached by the Thunder Prison Sect and the Blood Evil Sect. Their Sword Sect can only drink. Soup.

"Alas," the great elder frowned slightly and was silent for a moment, "Just do your best."

On the other side, Bingling Palace was completely silent.

The Ice Spirit Palace mainly recruits talents in spiritual patterns. As for martial arts cultivation, it comes second. Unless they are extremely talented in martial arts, it will be difficult to arouse their interest.

Soon, the sensation caused by Ye Xuan gradually subsided, and the statistics continued.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Jiang Empire, Hou Liang, sixty-one yuan!"

As soon as the words fell, another wave of waves suddenly arose. Everyone was shocked and discussed heatedly.

"This son is no less talented than Ye Xuan. They are all talents of the Jiang Empire. We must win him over."

The gray-haired old man from the Thunder Prison Sect had a fiery look on his face.

The top leaders of the Blood Evil Sect and the Sword Sect also showed their bright eyes, and their intention to win over them was self-evident.

As for the Ice Spirit Palace, the beautiful woman who led it also looked slightly sideways, but that was all.

After that, the statistics continue.

After that, some talents emerged one after another, but most of the silver medals were twenty or thirty yuan, and the highest one was only thirty-seven yuan. There were no more dazzling people like Ye Xuan and Hou Liang.

But even so, being able to get twenty or thirty yuan is enough to prove that his ability and talent are the best in various large empires, and several sects are also interested in wooing him.

In the direction of Lei Yu Sect, Zhang Lan kept looking in the same direction. Finally, it was almost Lin Xiao's turn.

"You bastard, let me see how you make a fool of yourself."

Zhang Lan sneered in his heart, looking forward to the scene where the whole audience burst into laughter when Lin Xiao took out the only silver medal.

Lin Xiao, of course, also noticed Zhang Lan's gaze, but ignored it. Behind Lin Xiao, a young man from the Thousand Blades Empire flashed his eyes, and his eyes kept turning, not knowing what he was thinking.

The team moved forward slowly, and finally, it was Lin Xiao's turn.

"silver medal."

In front of the stone table, an old man spoke slowly, his cloudy eyes filled with indifference.

Lin Xiao nodded, and just as he took out the ring, a sneer came from behind him.

"You trash of the Empire, don't come out and embarrass yourself. Get out of here and let me do it!"

A drake voice sounded, his tone full of disdain.

Lin Xiao frowned and turned around, only to see a fat young man holding his head high and looking down at him with contempt, looking arrogant.

"What are you looking at? You loser of the Empire, get out of your way and don't get in my way."

The obese young man shouted at the top of his lungs, deliberately shouting very loudly so that everyone could hear him. At the same time, he glanced at Zhang Lan not far away. When he saw the rich smile on Zhang Lan's face, he felt happy in his heart. Flowers bloomed.