Chapter 3572

Bai Qianying's talent is not bad. At the age of 18, she has reached the mid-term strength of Samsung, which has surpassed too many people.

The first 333 stone steps passed easily with almost no effort, and the speed was still very fast. This scene attracted a burst of cheers from all the women.

This makes Bai Qianying proud. After all, as a royal family, she is handsome and talented. She is sought after everywhere.

Bai Qianying looked back and looked down at those who were not as gifted as herself, as if she had the momentum of being king in the world.

All of a sudden, his eyes were slightly frozen, because he saw a man walking 333 stone steps with no effort, and the speed was no worse than himself, just two or three slower than himself.

But the boy looked relaxed. It was obvious that the first 333 stone steps had no pressure on him.

This man is Lin Mingyuan. He just follows Bai Qianying all the time and doesn't try to steal his limelight. After all, this guy has so many fans that he may have many brain damage fans.

If I steal his limelight, I may be scolded by these brain powder.

"Why? Why don't you go? " Lin Mingyuan looks at Bai Qianying in front and asks, but this guy has been staring at himself.

He just walked up the steps and found that the pressure released by these stone steps can not be solved by the source force. No matter what strength you are, you have to bear the pressure.

The more talented people are, the less pressure they have. They also want to know how strong their talents are.

Seeing Bai Qianying stop, he had to stop first.

"Your name is Lin Mingyuan?" Bai Qianying stares at the famous brand on Lin Mingyuan's chest and asks.

No matter where he goes, he is like the son of heaven. Although this is only an assessment, Lin Mingyuan has been following him all the time, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

What a gift I am, but this boy is plainly dressed. He is obviously a poor man's land, and he can stand with me. Doesn't that mean that he is no different from a poor man.

"Can't you see it yourself?" Lin Mingyuan picked pick eyebrow to say.

This guy really regards himself as an aristocrat. He doesn't pay any attention to himself.

The name plate on his chest was so clear that he had to ask it again. It was a bit of brain damage.

"Boy, do you know who I am? Dare you talk to me like that? " Bai Qianying sees that Lin Mingyuan doesn't flatter himself like ordinary people, and she feels a burst of anger.

If he is not on the way of assessment, he really wants to teach this guy a lesson.

"I don't care what your status is. Now we are both students of Dongyue college. If you want to do it, I'm always welcome." Lin Mingyuan said with disdain.

Of course, he knew that Bai Qianying was the king, but he was the emperor. Lin Mingyuan could say whatever he wanted to say. After all, he had never experienced the era of emperors, and did not like these autocratic emperors.

"Good, very good. You are the first one who dares to despise me, but I won't fight with you here. After entering Dongyue college, I'll settle the account with you. Now you'd better be honest behind me." No matter how invincible Bai Qianying is, she knows that she can't do it here. After all, all the teachers in Dongyue college are here, which will only make the teachers' impression of him greatly reduced.

You don't need to do it yourself. You just need to crush him in the assessment to make him understand what is the gap in talent.

Bai Qianying said, then turned to walk towards the stone steps again, and the speed was much faster than before.

"Wow... Shallow English is so fast."

"It's so cool..."

A group of female fans yelled.

"Cut..." Lin Mingyuan just glanced at his mouth. He didn't bother to pay attention to Bai Qianying. He still went his own way.

In front of the mountain gate, the two elders also noticed Bai Qianying and Lin Mingyuan. After all, Bai Qianying has so many fans, and their speed is very fast. One is the first and the other is the second. It's hard to attract attention.

"Is that young man in white the king of today?" Then an old man with white hair asked in front of the mountain gate.

The elder next to him should look younger. He looks only in his forties. The middle-aged elder nodded and said, "yes, he is the younger brother of the saint today. Although he is only 18 years old, his cultivation talent is not bad at all."

"Well..." the old man also nodded his head and looked at Lin Mingyuan.

This person seems to be a lot strange, as if he is neither a noble nor a rich family.

"The man in black?" The old man asked again.

"Er... Well, this man seems to be a civilian. His name is Lin Mingyuan, and he has no background." The middle-aged elder looked at Lin Mingyuan's information. It was just a piece of white paper. There was no important information at all.

Unlike Bai Qianying, there is a thick pile.

"It seems that the first place in this assessment should be between them." Said the old man, stroking his beard.

"Er... It seems that Bai Qianying must be able to win." The middle-aged elder vowed.

After all, Bai Qianying is a royal family. There are countless resources for cultivation, and his talent is very high. I'm afraid it's hard for a civilian to surpass him.

"It's not the end of the story. Don't jump to conclusions so early." The old man chuckled and sat back in his chair.

Bai Qianying strides toward the top of the stone steps, just to get rid of Lin Mingyuan and let him see the gap between the two.

Just a moment later, he had climbed the 666th stone step. He was very tired, and now there was no one around him.

Because no one can surpass him.

Besides, the 660th level is also a watershed. If you cross it, you will be a gifted warrior. Otherwise, you will still be a man without talent in Dongyue college.

"Hum, I can't surpass you a hundred stone steps this time." Bai Qianying even gasps heavily, in the heart some complacent says.

After a short rest, he straightened his waist and looked down to see where Lin Mingyuan was thrown by himself.

But when he turned around, he almost didn't scare him to the ground. The distance between Lin Mingyuan and him was still only two stone steps, and Lin Mingyuan was not red and breathless.

"You are too fast."

"The fastest I've ever seen."

"Silly, I can't catch up with you." Lin Mingyuan looked at him and said leisurely.

"Of course, you know yourself a little bit."

"Forced me to write you a Tibetan poem." Lin Mingyuan rolled his eyes and counted his middle finger.