The young man called Ge Yun looked at Ye Dongfeng provocatively, then walked into the room.
The old man had an apologetic expression as he said to Han Chen: "This grandson of mine has been spoiled too much since he was young. It's about time, let's go in too!"
Being led by the old man, Ye Dongfeng and Yue Yang followed the old man into the inner room. With Han Chen's help, the two of them were arranged to sit on two seats in the front row.
After the two of them sat down, the so called Spirit Master Assembly officially began.
The judges on the stage spoke out: The so-called Spirit Master Assembly is divided into three assessment, the first assessment is to display the skill, the second assessment is to test the strength, the third assessment is to test the warrior's cultivation, and finally, according to the overall result, the person is given a badge representing the identity of the Spirit Master.
Next, he would proceed with the first test and demonstrate his martial arts! As the judge's voice fell, a Spirit Master came up to the stage.
The person on stage was a White-clothed Youth. The folding fan in his hand was swung open with a swoosh, and it was like the sound of steel clashing. A cluster of flames sprung out from within, spiralling unceasingly in the air.
White-clothed Youth introduced the skill and said: This skill is called Gyrofan Fire, when I open my fan, I suddenly released a flame, the flame rotates back and forth, to create an unexpected effect.
The crowd below the stage were all discussing the power of this [Flickering Fan]. They wondered just how powerful it was.
The judges frowned. Finally, they shook their heads and gave him a definition: "If the effect is only to catch others off guard, then this skill is extremely weak. I will give you sixty points to pass."
The rest of the evaluators were all discussing: "You lack spiritual energy, so this move's surprising effect was not performed. It was very far-fetched, so I will only give you 58 points for this martial skill."
Fifty-six. The teachers' scores were pitifully low. The white-clothed youth was somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything. In the end, he could only dejectedly leave this place.
After White-clothed Youth, a few youths went up on stage to demonstrate their martial skills, but their results were all disappointing. In the end, an old man went up on stage and attracted many people's attention.
A commotion broke out below the stage: It's ancient, the ancient times last year was already a primary Spirit Master, today are you planning to take the intermediate Spirit Master examination?
The old man quickly attracted everyone's attention. He coughed and said, "My martial skill is called the Lion's Sound Roar. It imitates the roar of a lion when it kills its prey. Through this martial skill, it can inflict heavy damage to a martial artist's soul."
His entire body leapt out like an angry lion, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. He opened his mouth, and an ear-piercing voice rang out, causing many people's souls to tremble, as a very good effect was achieved.
As the circular sound waves spread out, some of the stronger practitioners also quickly circulated their true qi to resist this pressure. The evaluators nodded in satisfaction.
The evaluators all nodded in satisfaction: As expected of the old Spirit Master, this technique does not have any flaws, every single move and attack is very similar to a lion, even just acting can cause such shock, I will give 80 points to this technique.
85 points! The other two evaluators also quickly gave a high score.
After the old man, a few more fellows were lucky enough to pass the first stage of the examination. Ye Dongfeng was ready to make a move when he saw this, and he said to the old man beside him: Old uncle, how are you going to register for the Spirit Master Great Assembly, is it still too late?
When the old man heard Ye Dongfeng asking about this, his face did not look very happy. There's still time, you can just register at the opposite place of the evaluators, but you're still young, I'm afraid you haven't even cultivated your martial arts well, you want to register as a Spirit Master?
Ye Dongfeng did not care about what the old man said at the end, he went straight to the registration office, found a manager there, registered some information, and paid a little gold, then returned to his seat and waited for the competition to begin.
It just so happened that it was Ge Yun's turn to go up on stage. As soon as Ge Yun walked up, the entire guild went into an uproar: Young Master Ge Yun is so young, he is the grandson of the Third Elder of the Spirit Master's Guild. I didn't expect him to be as outstanding as his grandfather, and already be a Spirit Master at such a young age.
Standing on the stage, Ge Yun's gaze swept across the area, and in the end, landed on Ye Dongfeng's body. There was a provocative and boastful look in his eyes, and he slowly said: "The martial skill I am displaying today is a thunder-attribute martial skill.
Ge Yun rushed forwards, taking eight steps in the air with a thumping sound. Purple thunder balls appeared around him, each one exploding at the same time, creating ripples in the air.
With just a glance, one could tell that this move was quite powerful. Who would have thought that Ge Yun would already be able to create such a powerful martial skill at such a young age? Everyone present was surprised. This was the first time that they had seen such a powerful martial skill. Ge Yun, who was on the stage, was very pleased with it.
The coaches all nodded their heads in satisfaction. It's a good opportunity to grasp and distribute the spirit energy. This move gathers tyrannical thunder and lightning. Using eight of the thunder and lightning as one, to create a terrifying power, I'll give 90 points.
88 points. It was another set of high scores. This was the first time that the other teachers had given them such a high score. Even the old man from before hadn't been able to get this many points.
Ge Yun walked down the stage with satisfaction and walked in front of Ye Dongfeng, intentionally showing off: "Country bumpkin, did you see that?" This was the terror of the Spirit Master.
Ye Dongfeng shook his head, obviously not taking Ge Yun seriously, he borrowed a sword and walked up the stage, where the other instructors were all frowning: "Kid, this is the Spirit Master Guild, you didn't go to the wrong place right?"
I'm here to take the Spirit Master test, isn't this where you are supposed to take the Spirit Master test? Ye Dongfeng asked instead.
The coaches hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Alright, I'll give you a chance. If you have any martial skills, show them to us. Don't waste time."
Every single person in the hall was shivering with cold air, and every single one of them were shivering. Streams of ice dragons were circling and dancing in the air, while afterimages were being pulled out, as sword Qi controlled the direction in which the ice dragons swam. This move was extremely nimble, and at this moment, it was difficult for anyone who did not want Ye Dongfeng to be the center of attention, to not pay attention to him.
The jie jie dragon roars sounded out one after another. The evaluators were all amazed: "What kind of martial skill is this?"
Ye Dongfeng finished one move and landed confidently on the ground. He looked at the other evaluators calmly: Do you all still think that I am a waste of time?
Those few evaluators only felt pain on their faces. They had originally thought that Ye Dongfeng was someone who didn't have any skills, but who would have thought that would actually use reality to slap their faces?