World Wide Martial Art

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After holding on for about a cup of tea, Ye Feng put the first shield back on the ground. Situ Reading 520 official website

After taking a short rest, he continued to walk towards the second shield. Having learned from the past, Ye Feng did not dare to randomly activate Yuanli again this time.

Undoubtedly, everyone saw the clues. He just released his energy from his body and used purely physical strength to raise the second shield above his head.

This time, he was mentally prepared, so Ye Feng persisted for more than one stick of incense.

"Three shields, a total of three opportunities. The total time required to hold it up is more than half an hour before it can be rated as level three. So for this third shield, you have to hold on for at least three quarters of an hour. If you want a level two rating, you need to hold it up for three quarters of an hour. A full hour."

There was a hint of appreciation on the middle-aged man's face, reminding Ye Feng.

Even those candidates can see it, how can middle-aged people not know the truth? It's not that the boy in front of me is weak in energy, but that he rushed to take the exam not long after he was promoted, and he hasn't been able to fully control the changes in his body's energy.

Being able to lift two shields in a row is extremely rare.

Nodding with a wry smile, Ye Feng walked up to the third shield, took a deep breath, and the strength of his limbs rushed in crazily. He pushed through his arms, shouted, and raised the iron-gray shield high above his head.

The majestic power of a mountain rolled down in an instant, causing Ye Feng's feet to sink slightly into the ground.

"You must survive for more than three quarters of an hour, otherwise you will be reduced to a handyman disciple. This... would be too miserable."

Feeling the heavy pressure on his arms, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and persisted.

No one told him that joining the Shangcheng Sect required passing such a test.

If he hadn't happened to be promoted to the eighth level and had not mastered the control of the energy in his body, he would have been able to lift it for a day or even three days, let alone an hour.

Right now, he can only rely on his physical strength to forcefully break through this level.

A quarter of an hour later, his arms began to tremble, and drops of sweat dripped down his forehead.

After holding on for two-quarters of an hour, Ye Feng's legs couldn't help but tremble. It had to be said that the weight of millions of kilograms was too terrifying.

Just after the third quarter of an hour, he threw the shield back to the ground.

After taking a few breaths, Ye Feng felt a little normal.

Without the blessing of Yuanli, the power that the body can explode is extremely limited. To be able to do what Ye Feng did, I'm afraid he would have to reach the physical strength that an average half-saint should have.

"Um……"

The middle-aged man who nodded lightly seemed a little noncommittal. The average eighth level virtual realm can also reach the third level rating standard. Ye Feng's score can only be said to be quite average.

Some are not in line with the strength of the contestants in the city.

Of course, Yuanli control is okay. After all, a warrior who has just entered the next realm can easily break the balance of water and fire attributes in the shield, causing the shield to explode, but this little guy did it.

But he didn't know that Ye Feng didn't use Yuan Power at all behind, so how could he possibly break the internal balance of Yuan Power?

Reaching out and touching the first shield, the middle-aged man removed the residual energy from it. Just when he was about to announce the results, his face suddenly sank.

"Little guy, although you persisted for half an hour, but..."

"The first shield has been damaged internally. It could have reached level three, but now it can only be reduced by one level. Since you are a disciple of Lower City and the shield is only slightly damaged, you will be exempted from compensation."

With a bit of regret in his eyes, the middle-aged man turned around and announced: "Ye Feng, the score is level four!"

The old man in green shirt looked tense and couldn't help but said from the side: "President Song..."

"Feel sorry."

"A trial is a trial. His level can only be level four, and he must start as a handyman disciple."

The middle-aged man looked back at the old man in green clothes and said solemnly: "However, since he has just entered the next level and has shown great ability to control Yuanli, then... let's join the Earth Yuan Sect."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around him.

"What a joke. The score is only level four. How can you enter the Diyuan Sect?"

"I seem to remember that the disciples who have passed the city competition over the years should be at least level three."

"It's not fair...the first three levels can only go to Beijian Pavilion..."

Waves of ridicule followed one after another, and those disciples who had not been able to enter the two sects of heaven and earth had disgusting looks in their eyes, and strong jealousy was at work in their hearts.

The Diyuan Sect is a fifth-grade sect, and a handyman disciple who sweeps the floor is rarer than the trainees or even outer disciples of the fourth-grade sect. Countless people break their heads trying to squeeze in.

"Silence, anyone who dares to say anything will be exempted from the test!"

There was a bit of anger on his face, and the middle-aged man snorted. Many warriors immediately shut up, but the sarcasm in their eyes did not diminish.

After coming back from his shock, Ye Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. After bowing to the middle-aged man, he turned around and left the square.

"The test continues, the next one, Nian Chengze is ready..."

His eyes swept across everyone with a threatening look. The middle-aged man walked up to the second shield, intending to wipe away the residual energy in it. However, the moment he put his palm on the iron-gray giant shield, his face, which was originally as calm as water, There was a sudden surge of surprise.

"This...how come there are no traces of Yuanli?"

"Could it be that...that boy really lifted him up with physical strength?"

His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly walked towards the third shield. Where he landed, he still could not feel the fluctuation of Yuan Power.

"Good boy, after so many years of hosting tests, this is the first time that this host... has seen someone lift the Iron Shield with physical strength without using Yuan Power. This person... made a mistake and gave him a too low rating. ”

With an incredible look in his eyes, the middle-aged man quickly turned his head and looked in the direction where Ye Feng left.

With the cultivation level of the eighth level of the virtual realm for the first time, holding up three shields for more than half an hour is not a good achievement. However, to be able to do this with physical strength alone is definitely... rare in the world.

Not to mention the first level, even if you are directly recommended to enter the Tianyuan Sect if you are above the first level, you are worthy of it.

Unfortunately, Ye Feng's figure had already disappeared around the corner, and it was impossible for him to call him back and re-level.

Just...just make mistakes.

…

Ye Feng naturally didn't know about all this, and left the testing hall with just a hint of regret. As soon as he stepped out with his front foot, the old man in green shirt from Wanshitang caught up with him on his back foot.

"Ahem, young people don't need to be discouraged. With Miss Tianlan taking care of you, even if you join an ordinary fourth-grade sect, you will be able to flourish. What's more, the Diyuan Sect is a genuine fifth-grade sect."

The old man in green shirt also didn't expect that the warrior who was specially recommended by Miss Tianlan would only get a level four rating, and his face looked a little embarrassed.

However, Master Song finally gave himself a bit of mercy and allowed him to join the Diyuan Sect.

"Gold can shine everywhere. I can still bear this failure. Thank you for your comfort, senior."

Ye Feng chuckled, eliminating the disappointment in his heart, then bowed his hands to the old man, turned around and left.

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