Inside Ping Yang City!
"Brother Hao, with your insight, can you see Yu Haoran's true strength at this time?"
At the corner of the street where Yu Haoran deliberately looked at, there was a group of more than forty people standing there.
In the group, a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old who had reached the peak of the seventh grade of Martial Disciple asked a young man with an extraordinary temperament who was obviously the core of the group.
Shaking his head, the young man called Brother Hao said, "Without using elemental energy, I also can't accurately determine the opponent's true cultivation, but that martial artist's speculation is not wrong."
"Although Zhao Qi was not prepared for Yu Haoran's sneak attack, a martial artist's instinct will automatically form a certain level of defense at the moment of the threat of death."
"To be able to directly kill Zhao Qi, who was a sixth grade Martial Disciple, with pure physical strength, Yu Haoran's own cultivation must be at least at the peak of the sixth grade Martial Disciple. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to directly kill Zhao Qi, he might also suffer a certain backlash."
At this point, the young man called Brother Hao looked up at Yu Haoran's back and said with a serious expression.
"Actually, I suspect that Yu Haoran's true cultivation is not only at the peak of the sixth grade Martial Disciple, but also at the peak of the seventh grade Martial Disciple. Therefore, if you meet him in the final stage of the sect selection, you must be more careful."
In fact, the young man called Brother Hao did not say one thing, and that was that he suspected that Yu Haoran's true cultivation was not only at the peak of the seventh grade Martial Disciple, but also at the peak of the eighth grade Martial Disciple. Otherwise, that deliberate glance just now would not have made him feel threatened.
"Got it, Brother Hao!"
"Got it, Zhenghao!"
The young people who followed Brother Hao all nodded in agreement.
Only one young man standing at the back of the crowd, who was obviously not very sociable, not only did he not agree with Brother Hao's reminder, his expression was very complicated.
This young man was none other than Wu Zhengjun, who had met Yu Haoran a month ago at the entrance of the primeval forest and wanted to use his superior strength to teach Yu Haoran a lesson.
After a month of cultivation, he, who was originally at the peak of the fifth grade of Martial Disciple, had successfully broken through to the early seventh grade of Martial Disciple under the pressure of the sect selection.
Among the younger generation of direct descendants of the Wu Family, his cultivation and strength were ranked eighth.
Originally, he was still happy about his own progress, but after seeing Yu Haoran's progress, he suddenly felt that his happy behavior was somewhat laughable.
"Yu Haoran, although your talent and potential are outstanding, I, Wu Zhengjun, am not weak either. I will catch up with you step by step, until I catch up with you, and even surpass you in the future!" Wu Zhengjun swore to himself as he watched Yu Haoran's receding figure.
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The sect selection held in Ping Yang City was open to all the qualified participants in the thirty-eight cities of Dongshan County.
Although the participants were only from the younger generation between the ages of sixteen and twenty, the huge population determined the number of participants.
The number of participants this time reached more than ten thousand.
In order to satisfy the needs of ten thousand participants, the central square had been expanded to the size of three football fields.
When Yu Haoran brought Yu Siqi to the central square, the whole square was already a boiling cauldron of voices.
As the saying goes, more than ten thousand people, there was no end to it!
There was less than half an hour before the official start of the sect selection.
At this time, the number of participants had already exceeded ten thousand. At the same time, counting the elders, relatives, and followers who accompanied the participants, the total number of people in the square had reached forty thousand.
Looking at the black mass of people in front of her, Yu Siqi, who had never experienced such a big scene, suddenly felt nervous at the thought of her upcoming test and competition being watched by so many people.
Sensing Yu Siqi's nervousness, Yu Haoran reached out and held his sister's hand, indicating that she need not be too nervous with him by her side.
He had experienced such a scene countless times in his previous life. He had even experienced such a big scene with more than a million people four or five times. He had already reached the stage where he could remain calm even if Mount Tai was pressing down on him!
After that, he lifted his head to look at the square and saw that the process of the test was exactly the same as in his previous life. He then led Yu Siqi to the west side of the square where the participants were located.
Unlike the disciples of the three big family clans and the City Lord's residence in Ping Yang City, they would be led by the most powerful cultivator of the younger generation to the east side of the square for the first test of the selection.
However, Yu Haoran was participating as an individual this time. As such, he could only go to the west side of the square where the itinerant cultivators were located to take the test.
In his previous life, he had also participated as an itinerant cultivator and was lucky enough to be chosen by the sect in his previous life. The Great Elder, who had long been prepared to get rid of him, could only watch helplessly as he left Ping Yang City.
As they had arrived slightly later and there were more participants participating as individuals, when Yu Haoran brought Yu Siqi to the west side of the square for the registration of the test, there was already a black mass of people in front of them.
Although the process of the sect selection was very simple and fast, Yu Haoran did not have the patience to queue and wait.
Therefore, Yu Haoran forced his way through the crowd with Yu Siqi, who was much more powerful than the ordinary and lowly itinerant cultivators in front of him.
Faced with Yu Haoran cutting the queue, many of the itinerant cultivators present were unhappy. However, when they saw Yu Haoran's extraordinary aura and Yu Siqi's stunning looks, they knew that these two people had extraordinary backgrounds.
Although they did not know why they would participate as itinerant cultivators, they ultimately chose to swallow their anger with the thought that it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble.
When they were about three to four meters away from the test area and there were about a hundred people in front of them, Yu Haoran stopped in his tracks and waited patiently.
It was okay to be a little overbearing in some matters, but one could not be too overbearing. Otherwise, not only would it show that one had no upbringing, it would also leave a bad impression on the sect experts in charge of testing one's potential.
Due to the large number of participants and the disparity in talent, in order to eliminate those who were not qualified to make up the numbers as soon as possible, the seventh to ninth level of participants would be eliminated through the potential test before the official start of the competition.
Yu Haoran remembered very clearly that when he had participated in the sect selection in his previous life, there had been more than fourteen thousand participants. However, in the end, there were less than five hundred participants who could pass the first round of the potential test and enter the final challenge round. The elimination rate of the potential test was more than ninety percent.
"Xiao Ran, what does the test in front represent? Why were there so many people eliminated? " Yu Siqi, who had been observing the test in front, could not help but ask nervously when she realized that none of the participants could truly pass the test.
Yu Haoran knew that she was worried about this, so he comforted her in a low voice.
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