Violent Martial Soul System

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And Zhao Feng also quickly came to this examination hall.

"Such a strong breath, a strong person in the profound soul realm?"

After Zhao Feng approached, he realized that there was only one person in the examination hall.

However, this person's aura was extremely powerful.

"It's terrible. In front of the strong in the profound soul realm, even if there are cheating methods, it is difficult to pass."

Zhao Feng's heart sank, but he still took steps and walked in.

The Qingxin Jue has been recorded by him. Although he can't memorize it, he can peek at it.

Of course, there is actually a second cheating method, which is to let Feifei recite remotely.

Feifei and him can communicate in their minds, as long as Feifei recites the Qingxin formula once during his assessment, then Zhao Feng can also pass the test.

However, this method is too troublesome, it is still simple to cheat directly.

Zhao Feng entered the examination palace, and there was only a white-haired old man behind a desk in front of him.

The white-haired old man didn't raise his head, and said: "You have too much murderous spirit, you should go back and improve your mood, otherwise it will be a waste of time, don't think about opportunism."

"Teacher, I've already memorized it."

Zhao Feng said to the white-haired old man.

"Hmph, do you want to cheat again?" The white-haired old man snorted coldly, looked up at Zhao Feng, and said, "Okay, then I'll see what you have."

Originally, the assessment palace was conducted by a teacher at the ninth level of the Dao Soul Realm, but after the example of Mo Lengxue, an academician from the Profound Soul Realm was sent down.

The white-haired old man asked Mo Lengxue to re-assess before, but he still didn't find any clues. Now that Zhao Feng came to the assessment with confidence, he wanted to see what Zhao Feng could do.

"In the entrance examination, all you need to do is recite the Qingxin Jue verbatim, right?" Zhao Feng asked.

"That's right, just memorize it!" The white-haired old man was tens of meters away from Zhao Feng.

But there was no one else in this palace, nor outside, so the white-haired old man didn't have to worry about someone passing information to Zhao Feng.

"Okay, then teacher, I will start."

Zhao Feng nodded, and then began to recite the Qingxin Jue.

His killing spirit was strong, and he could only memorize a section of Qingxin Jue, but with assistance, even if he memorized a hundred copies, it would not be a problem.

According to the estimate of the white-haired old man, Zhao Feng could only recite one or two paragraphs, but in the blink of an eye, Zhao Feng had already recited a page.

"Impossible, this is impossible, stop!"

The white-haired old man couldn't believe it, and shouted hastily.

Zhao Feng stopped and looked at the white-haired old man.

"How could you memorize so much? It's unreasonable." The white-haired old man asked in disbelief.

"In the teacher's eyes, is it impossible for a person with a strong killing spirit to recite the Qingxin formula?" Zhao Feng asked rhetorically.

The white-haired old man didn't answer when he heard the words, he just approached quickly and looked carefully.

"Could it be that someone outside used some kind of sound transmission to help you cheat?" the white-haired old man asked with narrowed eyes.

"No!"

Zhao Feng shook his head directly.

The white-haired old man also thought it was unlikely, because he was a strong person in the Profound Soul Realm, and if someone sent a voice transmission to Zhao Feng, he would not be able to detect it.

Fake!

Too fake!

Looking at Zhao Feng's expression, he knew he was cheating, but he just couldn't find any clues.

"How did you do it?" the white-haired old man asked curiously.

"I didn't cheat, I really memorized it." Zhao Feng replied slowly.

"impossible!"

The white-haired old man immediately denied it.

"Why don't you set up a formation yourself, teacher?" Zhao Feng suggested.

"This……"

The white-haired old man hesitated for a moment, but still used his origin power and the power of myriad souls to lay down a layer of defense.

Without further ado, Zhao Feng began to recite the Qingxin Jue. In the blink of an eye, another page passed.

"I can't believe it, Mo Lengxue has already appeared, and now there is another one, I don't believe I can't find a clue!"

The white-haired old man's emotions were aroused, and he must find a way for Zhao Feng to cheat.

Zhao Feng was very helpless, so he continued to recite the Qingxin Jue. Soon, he recited the entire Qingxin Jue word for word.

After listening, the white-haired old man was so shocked that he had nothing to say.

With his strength, he couldn't find any clues, this is too fake!

"How on earth did you do it?"

The white-haired old man asked again.

"Teacher, students have a photographic memory, so this is not difficult for me." Zhao Feng said nonsense.

"Impossible, even if you have a photographic memory, as long as you have killed someone, it is impossible to memorize the Qingxin formula at once." The white-haired old man was still full of doubts.

"How about this, teacher, take out another book, and I'll recite it for you on the spot." Zhao Feng suggested.

Hearing this, the white-haired old man's eyes lit up immediately, and he directly took out a new book from the storage ring.

"The Great Tragedy Record?"

Zhao Feng took this book and started to read it directly.

The white-haired old man just looked at Zhao Feng, watched the latter quickly flip through the Great Compassion Record, and said with a thought: "If you can really memorize this book without missing a single time, I will give you five hundred thousand Heart Demon Pills." !"

This book of Great Compassion is something that the students of the inner courtyard studied. He estimated that Zhao Feng could barely remember the first sentence.

He didn't believe that Zhao Feng could recite the more difficult Great Compassion on the spot in front of him.

"500,000 Heart Demon Pills?"

Hearing this, the corners of Zhao Feng's mouth curled up slightly, no one can stop the blessings from the sky.

"All right!"

When the white-haired old man's voice fell, Zhao Feng just closed the Great Compassion Record.

"Okay, back!"

The white-haired old man looked at Zhao Feng quietly, trying to find a clue from Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng ignored his gaze and began to recite the Great Compassion. He only recited a paragraph, and the expression of the white-haired old man became very ugly.

"This kid actually memorized it. It's impossible. The Record of Great Compassion is more difficult and longer than the Art of Pure Heart. Even scholars in the inner courtyard may not be able to memorize all of them..."

The white-haired old man couldn't believe it, and it was even more unbelievable that Bi Mo had passed the test in cold blood.

However, Zhao Feng just managed to be flawless and cheat perfectly.

The white-haired old man looked at Zhao Feng and listened to Zhao Feng's recitation of the Great Compassion Record. After a while, Zhao Feng stopped because he had already recited it.

"I can't believe it, but you can actually do it. Could it be that you have some special constitution?"

The white-haired old man murmured.

"I don't know."

Zhao Feng shook his head, "Please ask the teacher to help me pass the assessment."

The white-haired old man paused, and still took out a bag of heart demon pills from the Nawu ring, and at the same time, there was also a certificate of passing the entrance examination.

"Assuming you have the ability, let's go." The white-haired old man decided to give up, there was no way, he couldn't see the clue.

Zhao Feng is only at the fifth level of the Dao Soul Realm, and he is at the Profound Soul Realm. The difference is too great, and there is no clue. Maybe Zhao Feng really didn't cheat, it's just because of his physique.