When Sun Bin retired, the elder looked happy.

"The perception of the wind artistic conception reaches the immortal level, and the perception of the gold artistic conception reaches the heaven level. As for the perception of the fire artistic conception, there is only the prefecture level. I will give you a grade a medium evaluation." The elder said slowly, but the joy between the eyebrows could not be concealed.

The evaluation of class a medium is not low. At the peak of the sun family, there were only a few people at a time. At the moment, it is the decline of the sun family. It often takes hundreds of years to produce a class a medium. Moreover, this time, there is an unknown genius that has not been tested.

"Class A is medium. It's more powerful than sun Tian. Don't be arrogant." Some geniuses have turned against sun Tian, hoping to win Sun Yi's favor. After all, Sun Yi's strength and blood purity have proved everything.

"I don't care about Sun Bin. I only care about him." Sun Tian sniffed at their ridicule and said coldly.

After Sun Bin finished the perception test, the remaining geniuses rushed ahead of Sun Yi one by one, as if they had agreed to leave Sun Yi in the last test, which made Sun Yi depressed.

In the next test, there was no evaluation above the first class, and the highest was only the second class. This disappointed the elder. He thought that he could produce a first class in the next 20 days.

Soon all the geniuses have been tested. It's time for the last person to take the test. It's also the test that everyone most looks forward to. They are looking forward to what surprise this perception test can give them. Before, the hatred of many elders and geniuses towards Sun Yi has disappeared.

"Sun Yi, it's your turn. Let's start." The elder smiled at Sun Yi.

"OK." Sun Yi nodded to the crown, put her hand down and quietly closed her eyes.

With Sun Yi's test, the martial artists in the whole square held their breath and calmed down.

I didn't know the mystery when I saw others test. When I realized it, I found that there was infinite mystery in the crown. An artistic conception poured into Sun Yi's sea along my arm. This artistic conception was a white tiger, which was infused with the essence of the three forces of the white tiger.

The white tiger has only one model, and its charm needs its own perception of power to outline.

This feeling is very wonderful. It's like Sun Yi became a painter. The power in his hand is the brush in his hand to outline and dye the white tiger model with paint, but Sun Yi didn't hurry to outline, but first realized the power of the influx of knowledge into the sea.

It's too pure. In this power, Sun Yi has a more thorough understanding of the sharp power of gold. The white tiger is the Lord of gold and the holy beast of killing and cutting. There is a faint illusion of the perfection of gold. It seems that the artistic conception should be sublimated and sublimated into the power of law.

But Sun Yi understood that this was an illusion, and the warriors in Shentai could not understand the more mysterious power of law.

The power of the wind also hovered in Sun Yi's mind. This wind is not a wind of killing and cutting, but a wind of moving. It is a wind that can shuttle through the void. The claw master of the white tiger holy beast, Jin Slava, should be the wind of chasing and killing the enemy.

As for the power of the flame, it is the anger of the white tiger and the power of burning the sky in one anger. This flame power is the purest fire of burning destruction. It is another extreme of rebirth and is also of great benefit to Sun Yi.

Time passed like this.

In the outside world, the virtual shadow of the white tiger is still very dark, and there is no force to outline it.

"What's going on? Generally speaking, you have to outline the power upward within a hundred breath." The elder frowned, but did not disturb him. He had seen the crystal column. Naturally, he would not judge indiscriminately, but waited quietly.

After another hundred breath, Sun Yi finally began to outline his own power. First, the power of the wind. Sun Yi's perception of the power of the wind came from "shadow following". After the power of the wind was outlined, the whole white tiger figure blew a gentle breeze. There was no destructive power, but only an uncertain feeling.

"The power of this wind is different from the power of the wind I feel." The elder concentrated on Sun Yi's feeling that the wind is not killing and cutting, and they like to condense the wind into a hurricane or a sharp wind blade or wind sword by using the power of the wind, but ignore another power of the wind, that is, elegance.

The elder only felt that the bottleneck that had been shackled for a long time had a sense of looseness. He was happy and focused more on Sun Yi. The speed he outlined was very slow, almost to the point, but the elder dared not make a sound, even the slightest breath.

"It's OK to outline the wind body of the white tiger. It seems that it's just a genius with high blood purity and poor perception ability." Sun Tian laughed at this, and the sound of ridicule resounded through the whole square.

Even the geniuses who are ready to please Sun Yi can't see it anymore. NIMA is too slow. You know, it only takes a few minutes for the worst of them to outline the body of the white tiger. Now it has taken him several hours to outline this point.

"Shut up and don't talk." The elder got angry at the speech and glared fiercely. The newly raised feeling was disturbed by sun Tian. How can he not be angry.

You should know that the elder is 2700 years old, and there are only 300 years left from sitting down. Just now, another change of sun Yifeng made him feel. How can he not seize this last hope and fight this last one.

But fortunately, Sun Yi was immersed in the outline of the realm at the moment, and was not disturbed by external interference. After he outlined the white tiger body, he began to outline the sharp tiger claws.

The sharp power of the gold entered the model like graffiti. Among the three forces, Sun Yi had the deepest understanding of the power of the gold. After the power of the gold entered, it seemed that there were lines, and the power of the golden awn on the whole tiger's claws could soar into the sky.

When the last golden power entered, there were twenty claw awns on all four limbs, which were very bright. The whole white tiger seemed to be smart. Each light of the claws radiated terrible claw awns, and the power of light spread was the majesty of tearing the void.

"The sharp power of gold has a deep feeling, which is about to reach the perfection of artistic conception. Just look at it, there is a feeling of cutting the heart."

The genius who looked around was suddenly dumbfounded. The golden power did not need to be told by the elder. They also knew that they must have reached the immortal level perception power. Unexpectedly, he had the worst perception of the power of the wind. The golden power reached such an achievement. Next, they looked forward to what tricks their weakest power of fire could play in his hands.