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"Five incense sticks of time has passed, it's truly astonishing. There's only this body tempering boy left, could it be that this boy wants to break Ouyang Yaojuan's little girl's record?!" With a surprised look on his face, the Axe Division's old man, Shunjie, said with a rough voice.

"Impossible. From the looks of it, if he can hang on for one minute longer, that would be his limit. How could he possibly break Ouyang Yaojuan's record?"

At this moment, the Sword Arts Department's Elder Bai Xu could no longer sit still and hurriedly spoke up. If Ling Yan were to persist for a few more minutes, he would surpass Ouyang Yaojuan from the Sword Arts Department.

"How is that impossible? Ouyang Yaojuan is indeed a monstrous genius, but willpower and talent have nothing to do with each other. Old Man Jian, for the first stage of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's entrance exam, the results of the second place disciple are not guaranteed." The Saber Arts Tyrant Elder laughed out loud. To be able to strike a blow to the Sword Arts, he was naturally pleased.

"Bullshit! Old Saber, what are you so proud of? Your good disciples of the Saber Department have all died at this stage of the trial, hahaha!" The old sword man raised his brows and immediately retaliated.

Sh * t! The blade technique expert's face darkened.

The moment Pan Xing appeared, he immediately stood up. Without caring about his physical discomfort, he looked around and swept his gaze across his surroundings.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted, and his entire face turned ugly.

A tall and sturdy looking youth with a resolute expression was standing not far from him. A white light still enveloped him. In the white light, the youth's face twisted sinisterly, as if he was enduring a great pain.

Still there!

That kid!

Pan Xing's fists clenched involuntarily, and his knuckles turned white. He actually lost to a kid at the first level of the Mortal Realm?!

Five incense sticks worth of time had passed … Damn it!

At this time, only Ling Yan was left in the illusion space. The other qualified youth martial artists as well as those who didn't pass yet chose to stay and watch, couldn't help but focus their eyes on Ling Yan, whispering amongst themselves.

"Who is this person? I don't think there's any information about him on the hot new student list …"

"I was at the second level of the Fetal Stage, I couldn't even see his cultivation. Could it be that this person has already broken through to the fourth level of the Fetal Stage?"

"Impossible, the strongest strength of this batch of new students is at the third level of the Mortal Realm. There are three of them, but none of them are him …"

"Amazing! I endured for more than five incense sticks' worth of time. I only endured for three incense 'worth of time, but the heat already made me feel like my butt was going to fly away. I can't take it anymore …"

"F * ck, I know him. Wasn't this youth the one who was previously at the battle of the martial arts contract, refining his body, and beat up Wang Ba, who is at the peak of the Second Stage of the Fetal Stage, with his mastery of the first level?" "As expected of a genius who could challenge others to a higher level, no wonder he was able to persevere for so long!"

Suddenly, a few people in the crowd recognized Ling Yan, and they immediately shouted out in excitement. When the others heard the words' Martial Arts Contract Battle 'and' rank ', they all started gossiping with interest to the youths who were familiar with the matter. Those youngsters coughed, as if they were the main characters.

Wang Ba was not far away, listening to the stories of how Ling Yan violently crushed him. In that instant, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the corners of his mouth were twitching nonstop. Eggs, will you die if you f * cking speak less?!

Some of these youngsters were also members of Lin City's Wealthy Classes. Their family status was a bit lower than the Wang Family's, but they didn't have too many people. Their family also had a lot of power.

"Hahaha, b * tch, I feel really good. Hitting little friend Wang Ba, that name they gave is too good!" It was unknown when Pu Dong appeared beside Wang Ba, but he laughed with his hands on his hips, "Isn't the helper you found awesome? Pan Xing? Tsk tsk, why, you've already withered ahead of time. "

"Pu pu Dong, go stand by the side for Brother Ba. Brother Ba doesn't want to talk to you right now." With a dark expression, Wang Ba pushed Pu Dong away and walked to the side in large strides.

Five incense sticks had passed!

Ling Yan, who was enveloped in white light, suddenly trembled. The white light immediately flickered, but in the next moment, the white light returned to normal …

With this, everyone was amazed.

"What a fellow, he was about to come out just now, but he actually held on again. Just how strong is his willpower …"

"This little big brother is so strong, and he's so handsome too. I want to get to know him …" A fifteen-year-old girl blushed as she whispered.

"It's been so long. The temperature inside should already be over 150 degrees Celsius right? Is this kid made of plastic? "No heat conduction?"

"…"

Behind the crowd, a seven foot tall youth dressed in black suddenly appeared. His eyes were cold and his expression was terrifyingly gloomy. His eyes were like a falcon as he stared at Ling Yan, his entire body emitting a cold aura.

"This little ant isn't dead yet, and it even got into the limelight. What's going on with Little Eight?"