C108

Early in the morning, the capital of Qi Yang was bustling with people. People from all over the place were slowly entering the city.

The famous youths and young ladies of the seventy-two commanderies of Qiyang City gathered in the center of the city.

On a vast platform sat more than a dozen people.

Their attire was different. There were men and women everywhere as they chatted leisurely.

The Xuanyun Sect, the Sky Tyrant Sect, and the Myriad Demons Sect.

These were the three major sects of the Qiyang Empire. Every year, they would hold a student recruitment event at this time of the year and gather all the talented youths and young girls in the world.

On the right side of the stage, the current Emperor, Qin Yan, was seated. Beside him was the father and son duo from the general's manor, with the other being the Imperial Advisor and Prime Minister.

The one beside the emperor was the empress, Li Youxian's younger sister.

There were more than ten thousand people in the huge square. They were all looking up at the sky.

"Everyone, the annual student recruitment event will begin."

"Any cultivator with the eighth stage of the True Sun realm can sign up."

The old man dressed in grey spoke in a loud voice.

"First, I'll test my strength."

Shortly after, with a wave of his hand, a scarecrow appeared on the ground.

"This is the testing rice straw. Don't be surprised, this is the measuring straw that the three sects refined together. In the scarecrow center, you will show how strong you are."

"Those who read the names can come up."

The gray-robed old man stood on the high platform and looked down at everyone below.

"Wang Shaofeng."

A blue-clothed youth slowly walked out from the crowd.

"This person is the son of the capital's governor."

"He definitely is talented."

"It's hard to say. Who knows, maybe it's just an idiot?"

Even though his ears were filled with the hubbub, Wang Shaofeng's expression did not change.

Rushing onto the stage, he nodded at the grey-robed old man.

Then, he stared at the scarecrow.

He stretched out his right hand and punched forward.

The scarecrow instantly emitted multicolored rays of dazzling light.

Above it was displayed: 20,000.

Whoosh.

Discussions rose and fell.

"Amazing, 20,000 jin of strength, he must be a peak True Sun cultivator."

"Ai, I wish I had this power."

"Formidable, formidable."

The old man smiled and nodded his head. This was only the beginning.

Rows of youths and young girls walked up onto the platform. Some of them were happy, while others were sad.

They seemed to feel that they were inferior to others.

Strength cultivation was the same as training, it relied on long term training.

Only then would he be able to compress his true essence, and release a vast amount of energy with a single punch.

The grey robed elder continued reciting the name.

"Li Fengyan."

On the stage, Li You gave his second son an encouraging look. He was confident that he would not disappoint him.

Fourth Prince Yang Feilong, who was at the side, also nodded.

Li Fengyan slowly walked up the stage.

He did not speak.

He threw a punch straight at the scarecrow.

Four hundred thousand!

This scene caused the gray-clothed old man to feel slightly happy. It seemed that there would be quite a few outstanding talents in this year's student recruitment event.

"Not bad, you can do it!"

The gray-robed old man's rare praise instantly made Li Feng's eyes light up.

He slowly walked off the stage and looked around at the envious gazes.

"Worthy of being a member of the General's Estate, this attack is really f * cking violent."

"A single punch with 400,000 strength. How terrifying."

"They will definitely be ranked well. This way, entering any of the three sects will also receive great attention."

Li Youxian stood up immediately and said happily, "Good son."

"Feng Yan, congratulations." Yang Feilong also praised.

The empress looked at her second nephew and felt reassured. This time, she was the one who had kept the crown prince in check. A few days ago, she had personally persuaded the State Grandmaster and the prime minister to support the fourth prince.

She felt that her son would definitely get first place this time.

What happened next was even more terrifying. Li Ba Hu was simply ferocious to the extreme.

One punch took away 600,000 strength!

Everyone was rendered completely speechless.

As expected of the heir to the General's Estate.

"Qin Feilong."

The grey-robed elder recited.

The fourth prince, Qin Feilong, leapt onto the stage and glanced at the grey-robed elder. He then stretched out his right hand and blasted it towards the scarecrow.

"A million?" The grey-clothed old man sucked in a breath of cold air.

"What a rare talent. This will require many years to refine one's own true essence."

The power of that palm strike had been compressed to such an extent that it was truly shocking.