Nie Tian stared intensely at the Saint Soul Tablet, unaware of Fat Cat's worries.
"The Saint Soul Tablet test is very simple." At that moment, the black-clothed martial artist on the high platform spoke again. "You just need to release some energy and it will be absorbed by the Saint Soul Tablet. The Saint Soul Tablet will then emit different colored lights.
"Every kind of light represents a different meaning. I will explain them one by one in the following tests."
"Now, who wants to be the first to take the test?"
The black-clothed martial artist's voice caused the entire place to fall into dead silence.
The crowd looked at each other. No one wanted to be the first to take the test.
"No one wants to take the test?" Seeing this, the black-clothed martial artist smiled Coldly and said, "Aren't you all the top geniuses of your respective domains? Why are you all so cowardly now? Is the Saint Soul Test enough to scare you all? "
Hearing this sarcastic voice, many people's eyes became hot and they looked very angry.
"A bunch of cowards! I will go first! " At that moment, a violent voice rang out. Then, a figure leaped up high and landed heavily on the high platform. Suddenly, a powerful aura fluctuated and spread in the air.
Feeling the fluctuation in the air, everyone's eyes trembled slightly. They looked at the martial artist with surprise and nervousness.
"This guy is so strong!" Nie Tian looked at the martial artist and thought to himself.
The martial artist's aura was surging like the mountains and the seas. It was obvious that he was a Half-saint.
However, this guy's face was full of beard and he looked a little old. He was at least five or six years old.
According to the rules of the Sacred Spirit Academy, all martial artists under the age of ten thousand could take the Saint Soul Test.
"Make your move." The black-clothed martial artist glanced at the bearded man and smiled coldly. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Okay." The bearded man replied. Then, he took a step forward and his aura surged violently. Power gathered on his palms and he struck out with his palm.
His palm strike was extremely swift and fierce. The palm shadow whizzed out like a sharp blade.
"Puff!" However, when the palm came into contact with the Sacred Soul Stone Tablet, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. It disappeared into the stone tablet.
"Hmm?" The bearded man was taken aback, his face full of surprise. Then, he chuckled and said, "I didn't expect this stone tablet to be so strange. It's quite durable."
The black-clothed martial artist smiled Cold and rolled his eyes.
Then, everyone fixed their eyes on the Holy Soul Stone Tablet, hoping to see the light the martial artist in black mentioned.
However, the strange thing was that there was no movement from the Saint Soul Tablet after dozens of seconds.
"Eh! What's going on? "The bearded man had a puzzled expression as he asked in astonishment.
The crowd below the stage was also dumbfounded, not knowing what had happened.
"Sorry, you have been eliminated. Take out the Sacred Soul Jade Medallion," the black-clothed cultivator said coldly and stretched out his hand.
"I was eliminated?" The bearded man was stunned. He exclaimed and shouted, "Impossible! I'm a Half-saint expert, so how could I possibly be eliminated? There must be a problem with the tablet? I want to try again! "
As he spoke, the bearded man took a step forward, intending to attack again.
"Insolence!" However, the black-clothed martial artist did not intend to give him the chance to attack again. With a low growl, the aura around him shifted and forced the bearded man to take several steps back, almost losing his footing.
"What are you doing?" The bearded man steadied himself and growled, clearly very angry.
"Hand over the Sacred Soul Jade Medallion and get lost!" The black-clothed martial artist sneered and said.
"No, I must try again!" The bearded man was not willing to give up and growled.
"Do you want to behave atrociously in the Sacred Spirit Academy?" The black-clothed martial artist's eyes darkened as he growled Coldly.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Just as he finished speaking, a dozen black-clothed martial artists appeared out of thin air. Each of them had a powerful aura, as if a demon god had descended.
Nie Tian frowned as he looked at the dozen martial artists in the air and was stunned.
Those dozen black-clothed martial artists had extremely powerful auras and were definitely not beneath Nangong Jue — all of them were Demi Saints!
The Sacred Spirit Academy was truly powerful, for a dozen Demi Saints had appeared in an instant!
"I, I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over." The bearded man's face paled at the sight before him, and he even felt like crying. He quickly nodded and obediently handed over the Sacred Soul Jade Medallion, and left the stage in a crestfallen manner.
Everyone watched as the bearded man was taken away by a black-clothed martial artist, probably to be sent home.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. It's just a small matter." The black-clothed martial artist smiled faintly and waved his hand, and the dozen martial artists in the air instantly vanished as if they had never appeared.
There would always be some who were dissatisfied and wanted to cause trouble during the Sacred Spirit Academy's selection every year, but none of them ended up well.
It was fortunate that the bearded man did not make a move, or there would only be one ending for him: death!
Then, the test of the Sacred Spirit continued.
But this time, everyone was even more cautious.
That bearded man was still a Demi Saint, and yet he was directly disqualified. The Sacred Spirit Tablet's test was simply too demanding.
"What, are you scared again? Do you want me to provoke you a little more? "The black-clothed martial artist said with a Cold smile when he saw that no one was coming up for the test.
"I'll go!" Just as he finished speaking, a martial artist took a step up into the air and landed on the stage.
It was a martial artist with a delicate face. His ability was not too powerful, and he was only at the pinnacle of Supreme God. Still, he was not that old either, and should be below ten thousand years old.
The crowd below began to discuss the moment the handsome martial artist stepped onto the stage.
"That fellow really doesn't care about his life. A mere pinnacle of Supreme God and he wants to pass the test of the Sacred Spirit Tablet?"
"That's right. If that Demi Saint couldn't pass the test, there's no way he could!"
"I'll eat shit if he passes the test!"
The crowd's discussion was one-sided, and all of them were certain that the handsome martial artist would never pass the test.
"Please." The black-clothed martial artist on the stage smiled faintly, and was unexpectedly very polite to the handsome martial artist.
The handsome martial artist nodded and took a step forward. He condensed his strength in his palm and struck out.
"Pfft!" The palm shadow sank into the Sacred Spirit Tablet and disappeared.
"Boom!" In the next moment, the Sacred Spirit Tablet reacted, and a blue beam of light shot up into the sky. It was several meters tall, and it lasted for about half a second before it slowly disappeared.
The sudden scene caused everyone's eyes to tremble, and they stood rooted to the ground, wondering if their eyes were playing tricks on them.
That handsome martial artist actually passed the test of the Sacred Spirit Tablet!
That Demi Saint didn't pass, and this Demi Saint actually passed. This was too strange.
Could it be that the Sacred Spirit Tablet really made a mistake?
Everyone's faces froze, and their faces were filled with doubt.
Especially the guy who said he wanted to eat shit. His whole body was frozen, and his face was extremely unsightly.
"I … passed?" Even the handsome martial artist on the stage was confused, and he couldn't believe it.
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