Chapter 1497 Level 4 Rating

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After holding on for about a cup of tea, Ye Feng put the first shield back on the ground. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

After a short rest, he continued to walk towards the second shield. With the previous experience, Ye Feng did not dare to stimulate his Yuanli again this time.

In order to prevent others from seeing the clues, he just exuded Yuanli from his body surface and used pure physical strength to lift the second shield above his head.

This time he was mentally prepared, so Ye Feng held on for more than an incense stick of time.

"Three shields, a total of three chances, the total time of lifting must be more than half an hour to be rated as level three, so this third shield, you have to hold on for at least three quarters of an hour. If you want a level two score, you need to lift it for a full hour."

The middle-aged man showed some appreciation on his face and reminded Ye Feng.

Even those examinees could see it, how could the middle-aged man not know the reason. It's not that the Yuanli of the boy in front of him is not good, but that he rushed to take the test not long after the promotion, and he has not been able to completely control the changes in the Yuanli in his body.

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

Nodding with a bitter smile, Ye Feng walked to the third shield, took a deep breath, and the power of his limbs and bones rushed in crazily. He put his strength into his arms, shouted, and raised the iron-gray shield above his head.

The mighty power of a mountain instantly pressed down, causing Ye Feng's feet to sink slightly into the ground.

"I must hold on for more than three quarters of an hour, otherwise I will become a menial disciple, which... is too miserable."

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

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

If it weren't for the fact that he happened to be promoted to the eighth level, he would not have been proficient in controlling the Yuanli in his body, let alone an hour, even for a day or even three days.

At the moment, he could only rely on his body strength to force his way 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 were shaking constantly. It must be said that the weight of millions of pounds was too terrifying.

As soon as the third quarter of an hour passed, he threw the shield back to the ground.

After panting a few times, Ye Feng felt a little normal.

Without the blessing of Yuanli, the power that the body can burst out is extremely limited. To be able to do what Ye Feng did, I'm afraid you have to reach the physical strength that a half-saint should have.

"Hmm..."

The middle-aged man nodded lightly and seemed a little noncommittal. Generally, the eighth level of the virtual realm can also reach the third-level scoring standard. Ye Feng's result can only be said to be quite average.

It is somewhat inconsistent with the strength of the warriors in the lower city competition.

Of course, the control of Yuanli 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.

He didn't know that Ye Feng didn't use Yuanli at all in the back, so how could he break the internal Yuanli balance?

Reaching out his hand and wiping the first shield, the middle-aged man removed the remaining Yuanli in it. Just as he was about to announce the results, his face suddenly darkened.

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

"The first shield has been damaged inside. It could have reached the third level, but now it can only be lowered. Since you are a disciple from the lower city and the shield is only slightly damaged, you are exempted from compensation."

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

The green-shirted old man's face tightened, and he couldn't help but say beside him: "Master Song..."

"Sorry."

"Trial is a trial. His level can only be fourth level. He has to start as a menial disciple."

The middle-aged man looked back at the green-shirted old man and said in a deep voice: "However, since he has just entered the next realm and has shown an excellent ability to control Yuanli, then... enter the Earth Yuan Sect."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were immediately in an uproar.

"What a joke, how can you enter Diyuan Sect with only a grade of four?"

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

"This is unfair... The three-level disciples in front can only go to Beijian Pavilion..."

The mocking voices came one after another, and those disciples who failed to enter the Tiandi Sect and Tiandi Sect even shot disgusted eyes, and strong jealousy was at work in their hearts.

Diyuan Sect is a fifth-grade sect. A chorus disciple who sweeps the floor is rarer than those apprentices or even outer disciples of the fourth-grade sects. Countless people are trying their best to squeeze in.

"Silence, whoever dares to say more will be exempted from the test!"

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

Coming back from the astonishment, Ye Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. After a faint bow to the middle-aged man, he turned around and left the square.

"The test continues. Next, Nian Chengze, get ready..."

The middle-aged man walked over the crowd with his powerful gaze, and walked to the second shield, intending to wipe out the remaining Yuanli in it. However, when his palm touched the iron-gray giant shield, a look of surprise suddenly emerged on his face, which was originally as calm as water.

"How come there is no trace of Yuanli?"

"Could it be that... that kid really lifted it up with his physical strength?"

His face suddenly changed, and he quickly walked towards the third shield. He still could not sense the fluctuation of Yuanli where his hand landed.

"Good boy, I've been hosting the test for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen someone lift the trial iron shield with physical strength without using Yuanli. This... I misjudged him and gave him too low a score."

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

With the eighth level of cultivation in the initial entry into the virtual realm, lifting three shields for more than half an hour is not a good result. However, to achieve this with physical strength alone is definitely... rare in the world.

Not to mention the first level, even if it is a super-first level and directly recommended to enter the Tianyuan Sect, it is worthy.

It's a pity that Ye Feng's figure had already disappeared at the corner at this time, and he couldn't call him back to re-evaluate.

Just... let it go.

...

Naturally, Ye Feng didn't know all this, but left the test hall with a little regret. As soon as he took a step forward, the old man in green from the Wanshi Hall caught up with him.

"Ahem, young man, don't be discouraged. With Miss Tianlan's care, even if you join an ordinary fourth-grade sect, you can still rise to prominence, not to mention that Diyuan Sect is a genuine fifth-grade sect."

The old man in green shirt didn't expect that the warrior who was specially recommended by Miss Tianlan would only get a fourth-grade score, and his face was a little embarrassed.

But Master Song at least gave him some face and let him join Diyuan Sect.

"Gold shines everywhere. I can still bear this failure. Thank you for your comfort."

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

"Wait..."