Chapter 722： not qualified

Yan Festival Hall.

In the main hall, the nine Taoists, including Zhan Wuwei, Erha, and the three Jian brothers, have been waiting here for a whole day!

"Why hasn't Xu Ming come out yet?"

Everyone was puzzled.

It stands to reason that Xu Ming is the strongest and should be the first to pass the test!

But now, among the ten testers, only Xu Ming has not come out.

Jian Wushuang couldn't help but sneer: "Should Xu Ming have already died in the trial?"

"Jian Wushuang!" Zhan Wuwei blushed and scolded angrily, "You **** clean my mouth!"

"Humph!" Jian Wushuang sneered, "I'll just say it casually, what are you excited about? - Are you worried that Xu Ming has already died in the trial?"

Ye Tianhun couldn't stand it any longer: "Jian Wushuang, you actually said such a thing? - Brother Xu Ming, is an unparalleled genius of our human race; he will surely lead our human race to glory again! And you, actually use words To curse him?"

"Is he an extraordinary genius?" Jian Wushuang sneered disdainfully, "Then I am Jian Wushuang, don't I have a bad talent!? - The ethnic group has never trusted me, and this trial is not optimistic about me at all! But what? I was the first to pass the test, faster than any of you, and you have to obey!"

"Humph!" After speaking, Jian Wushuang snorted coldly to vent his dissatisfaction, "And what you call an extraordinary genius, you haven't passed the test yet—you know, the result of the test is the same as passing the test. The speed of training has a lot to do with it! In this way, how can Xu Ming's test results be better? Humph!"

Jian Wushuang said more and more vigorously: "Why!? Why does the ethnic group not trust me Jian Wushuang and the three Jian brothers? Every time there is a chance, it is not our turn! - Is this fair to us?"

General Jingyu's eyes were calm and deep: "Because your luck is too low! - Low luck means that your future achievements are also low!"

"Luck? Hahahaha... Shit luck!" Jian Wushuang laughed arrogantly, "Luck is something illusory, who knows if it's practical or not? Only strength is king! - Xu Ming's luck is not Is he very strong? However, he has not yet passed the test; his test results are not expected to be much better! On the contrary, it is me, whose luck is weaker than all of you, but I am the first to pass the test! Very It is possible that the 'candidate' place is mine!"

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but get carried away: "Hahahaha... When I get the 'candidate' spot, I can choose three of you and become my soul slave! And Xu Ming, will definitely be one of them!— Humph! At that time, Xu Ming, who has the strongest luck, will become my slave; come back and tell me, luck has a fart!"

At this moment, the space in the hall was distorted.

Xu Ming's figure slowly emerged from the twisted space.

Xu Ming just stood there, his temperament made the audience involuntarily quiet down.

"Who... wants to turn me into his soul slave?" Xu Ming said lightly.

"Yes..." Facing Xu Ming, Jian Wushuang seemed to be a little shorter all of a sudden; his momentum also weakened suddenly, no longer arrogant. However, Jian Wushuang still said sternly: "It's me!"

"Oh...it's you!" Xu Ming just said lightly, and didn't say more.

At this time, a mechanical voice sounded in the main hall: "The ten trials have all ended! In this trial, the best performer will be awarded the 'candidate' spot for the direct successor! He is..."

"It's me! It's me!" Jian Wushuang shouted from the bottom of his heart, "It must be me! - The test score has a lot to do with the speed of passing the test! Xu Ming was the last one to come out, a day later than me. Many; his test scores can never be better than mine! The 'candidate' spot will definitely be mine!"

Zhan Wuwei, Ye Tianhun, General Jingyu, etc. are also nervously looking forward to it - they actually feel that Xu Ming's speed of passing the test is too slow; the chance of getting the "candidate" place is probably not big! They only hope that this position will not fall on the three Jian brothers.

Er Ha is very calm and relaxed - although it doesn't know why Xu Ming came out so slowly; but it believes that the "candidate" quota will definitely be Xu Ming!

Xu Ming didn't have any mood swings at all - what suspense could there be for the "candidate" quota? It's not Brother Ming's, who else could it be?

Sure enough, the mechanical voice continued: "The one who won the 'candidate' spot for the direct successor is... Xu Ming!"

Xu Ming!

Xu Ming took it for granted, without the slightest feeling of surprise.

Erha continued to maintain his calmness. However, in this calmness, there is a sense of "dog fighting against people"; its eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at the three Jian brothers, as if to say - Niu X? You continue to be bullshit! ?

Zhan Wuwei, Ye Tianhun, etc. were stunned at first, and then they were all pleasantly surprised: "It's Brother Xu Ming!"

In fact, they all hoped that the "candidate" quota was won by Xu Ming.

Because Xu Ming is the most powerful and has the strongest luck; he has the best chance of removing the word "candidate" and becoming a true "personal successor"! And if someone else got it, I'm afraid it will never be possible to remove the word "candidate".

"How could it not be me!?" Jian Wushuang was stunned, he couldn't accept it at all - he was obviously the first to pass the trial, and Xu Ming was the last; why, this place still belongs to Xu Ming? Isn't it said that the test results have a lot to do with the speed of passing the test?

"It's not fair! It's not fair!" Jian Wushuang screamed, "Why Xu Ming, not me!?"

"Why not you?" There was a hint of contempt in the mechanical voice, "You and Xu Ming are not at the same level at all! I choose Xu Ming, not you—is there any problem?"

"But, I am the first to pass the test!" Jian Wushuang bit this point firmly.

"No!" The mechanical voice said, "The first person to pass the test was not you, but Xu Ming! - What you passed was just the 'soldier level test'. Xu Ming passed the test at this level long ago. , and then go to the 'General Trial'!"

Soldier test?

General test?

"The trials are divided into different levels? - Why I don't know!" Jian Wushuang roared.

The mechanical voice said coldly: "Because... you are not qualified to participate in the 'General Trial'! Naturally, I won't tell you specifically!"

not qualified?

Jian Wushuang couldn't help but laugh, laughing very much at himself.

But he still refused to accept: "What are the conditions for participating in the 'General Trial'? - Why do you think I am not qualified?"

The next sentence of the mechanical voice directly convinced him: "The first wave of opponents in the 'General Trial' was hundreds of invincible Dao Masters; the last wave of opponents were two ninth-order demigods! - You If you feel that you have a slight chance of breaking through the 'general forces', you are eligible to participate!"

"what!?"

Jian Wushuang was horrified: "The first wave of opponents are hundreds of invincible Taoist masters? The last wave is two ninth-order demigods!?"

How could such a trial be at the Daoist level?

Jian Wushuang's voice trembled: "Xu Ming... passed?"

The mechanical voice said indifferently: "It was easy to pass!"

"Easy?" Jian Wushuang slumped to the ground at once - the gap between him and Xu Ming is really too big, so big that there is no comparison. The funny thing is, he thought he was the first to pass the test, and thought he could put Xu Ming down!

ridiculous!

Really funny!

"Xu Ming!" The mechanical voice continued, "You have become a candidate for a direct successor. Please select three out of the nine peripheral successors of the Taoist class and become your soul servants!"

"Three?"

There are just three soul slaves, so there is nothing to hesitate at all, of course... the three brothers of the Jian family!