Chapter 230： Apprentice, he is sticky and fierce (14)

Everyone was taken aback.

It seems that the rules of the Kyushu Pavilion are the same as before.

Shan Linggen is afraid that he will never have the opportunity to study at Kyushu College, let alone become a member of Kyushu Pavilion.

After the pavilion master finished speaking, the elder who presided over the test talent turned his head and said to everyone: "If this is the case, then today's test..."

"Wait a moment."

Before the elder could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the girl.

Everyone looked at the pavilion master on the main seat in confusion.

The girl looked sideways at the silent boy next to her, and said lightly, "Aqing, let's take a test."

Nan Qing pursed her lips and looked up at the girl.

She also said before, let him also test his talent.

He thought that the other party was talking casually, but he didn't expect that she really let him test his talent here.

Others were surprised by what Feng Qian called the boy.

Ah Qing?

so intimate...

Who is this young man, and what does it have to do with the pavilion master of Jiuzhou Pavilion?

Everyone couldn't help but speculate.

And those who knew Nan Qing's true identity couldn't help but look weird.

Just a little rascal...

How could it be so favored by the pavilion master of the Kyushu Pavilion?

The few little princes below who often bullied young people muttered dissatisfiedly in their hearts.

Emperor Jing was also a little surprised that the girl would be so close to Nan Qing.

But didn't say anything.

Nan Qing glanced at Feng Qian, then looked up at the crystal ball in the center of the hall.

The boy silently lowered his eyes and walked over without saying a word.

Until you stand still in front of the crystal ball.

There was a bit of daze in the cold and pitch-black eyes of the young man.

In full view.

If...he doesn't have talent.

Will... how?

Will be……

Abandon it?

She, can you still... accept him as a disciple?

Nan Qing pursed his lips.

Then slowly raised his eyes.

The young man raised his hand slightly.

The snow-colored sleeves slipped down with the boy's movements, revealing the boy's fair and delicate wrist bones.

Chihiro Bell and the red mark on her wrist were exposed to everyone's sight.

Someone recognized Chihiro.

Some people also noticed the beautiful red imprint of a flower.

People are puzzled.

Has this little boy been a teacher?

Whose family's only disciple is he?

If it weren't for the proud disciple under his knees, who attached great importance to it, no one would easily forge such a contract.

Although it can be broken.

However, that comes at a price.

No one wants to try this price.

Under the slightly suspicious gaze of the crowd, the young man gently put his palm down and calmed down.

The test crystal gradually responded.

All see.

The crystal ball gradually turned pale gray, and it gradually spread like a haze.

Nan Qing looked at the gray and couldn't help being stunned.

However……

The next second, the gray gradually turned into rich ink.

Until, all the white crystal **** were filled with black.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.

Nan Qing also froze.

The boy just wanted to raise his hand.

However, I saw that the crystal ball had changed again, all the black and black dissipated, and was gradually shrouded in a dazzling white light.

The white light made everyone subconsciously raise their hands to cover their eyes.

After slowing down, everyone blinked and looked at the crystal ball.

Still a bright white light.

Nan Qing was stunned, the boy's eyes shone with dazzling brilliance.

He slowly raised his hand and retracted it.

The white light on the crystal ball gradually faded.

now.

There was silence in the hall.

This is... what kind of spiritual root?

Unheard of.

"Yes... is the test crystal ball broken?"

Someone said something.

Feng Qian blinked, got up and walked over to the boy.

The girl looked at the boy, and her eyes fell on the crystal ball in front of her again.

Feng Qian tilted his head slightly, then raised his hand.

After the long sleeves slipped, the girl's exposed white wrist had a red mark like that of a teenager.

Conspicuous.