What was this?
The students who were participating in the Soul Selection Assembly for the first time felt that it was new, but when they saw the flowing light blossoming in the air and then rapidly falling down, actually rushing towards them, they instantly turned pale with fright.
"What's going on!"
The students cried out in shock, but the falling speed of the flowing light was too fast, exceeding the speed at which they could react. They only had time to be shocked for a moment before a few people were already hit by the flowing light. The Soul Selection Platform instantly became a mess.
"Everyone, don't panic, it's fine!" At this moment, a student who was hit by the flowing light shouted loudly. Everyone looked towards him and saw that this student was lowering his head, looking at his waist.
On his waist hung a waist tag. Every student standing on this Soul Selection Platform had a Soul Selection waist tag.
The waist tag was quite ordinary, but at this moment, the waist tag on this student's waist was extremely bright. The light was exactly the same as the flowing light that had rushed up into the air and then rapidly fell down.
The same light also appeared on the bodies of a few other students. The light that shone from their waists, necks, and bosoms made them stand out from the hundreds of people in an instant.
Those who were familiar with the Soul Selection Assembly were not unfamiliar with this scene. This was the soul selection. The students participating in the Soul Selection Assembly were divided into groups in this way, and then they would face off. It was just that in the previous years, there would always be an introduction to the method, and then the students would stand in a circle on the Soul Selection Platform. The flowing light would be very clear where it went.
But this time, because Ding Wen wanted to disturb Zhenfeng College, he skipped many steps and directly started, causing a small disturbance. Fortunately, the situation was clear at a glance, and it quickly calmed down. Ding Wen only regretted that in the end, he still couldn't disturb Zhenfeng College. Their flag of "surpassing the Big Four" had probably been raised again.
Ding Wen didn't want to turn back, but suddenly there was a cry of surprise behind him.
What!
Ding Wen's heart instantly tightened. After all, the soul selection this time was abrupt, and it was possible for some accidents to happen in the panic of the students. At this time, Ding Wen couldn't care less about deceiving himself. He hurriedly turned back and saw a flowing light actually shuttling through the crowd.
"What's going on?" Ding Wen was stunned for a moment. He only took a few steps before he returned to the Soul Selection Platform. The examiners had already heard his voice, but the shock on their faces had not yet disappeared. He turned back to look at Ding Wen, who had returned.
At this time, Ding Wen had already put on the same expression as them, standing in front of the stone steps of the Soul-Pointing Platform in a daze.
The stream of light that was used to select the soul was certainly not an ordinary light. It would resonate with the waist token used in the Soul Selection Convention, and every time, it would be divided into ten. Ten people were chosen from the many students with waist tokens.
The streak of light had already locked onto the waist tag it was aiming for, but the problem was that it couldn't catch up.
Of course, the token wouldn't move on its own. The one it couldn't catch was the owner of the token.
Except for Ding Wen, all the examiners looked at each other. I look at you, and in the end, I'm shaking my head. In the past, it had been explained in advance that the students wouldn't have such a dodging reaction. But even if they did, they were sure that no one would be able to do such a thing.
This wasn't to say that the speed of the streak of light was shocking. The key was that the Soul Selection Convention was only limited to students. This was equivalent to limiting the level of the participants. No matter how fast the streak of light was, it was enough to suppress the speed of these students. For so many years, they had never even thought of making such a comparison.
But right now.
Zhenfeng College, Lu Ping.
Who was this person?
As early as when he dodged Ding Wen's string of Hanging Forest Li Fire, everyone had already seen Lu Ping's speed. For a student of the college, it was indeed rare and extraordinary. But for Ding Wen, this speed wasn't worthy of his attention. At that time, he didn't use all his strength to control the Hanging Forest Li Fire. After all, their statuses were too different.
But Ding Wen didn't think that that speed wasn't Lu Ping's full strength. He didn't use his full strength against Lu Ping because of his status. As a result, Lu Ping actually had spare strength to deal with it.
This was just a student …
Ding Wen was a little at a loss. Logically, the two of them shouldn't be on the same level at all. But at this time, he couldn't help but estimate if he went all out. Could his Mythical Fire in the Hanging Forest burn Lu Ping?
There was no answer. Ding Wen couldn't estimate it. This was a question that could only be answered by actual combat. This meant that both sides were evenly matched.
He was evenly matched with a student?
Ding Wen felt that this was really ridiculous. He was from the Four Great Colleges. When he was a student, he was already much more outstanding than the students of ordinary colleges. And now, after many years of walking out of the college. He was actually evenly matched with a student of a small college in the mountains? Even if it was just the speed, Ding Wen felt that there must be something wrong.
Who was this person?
Ding Wen then wanted to sense Lu Ping's realm. This was something that he didn't think was necessary to do. He was just an ordinary student …
But after sensing it, Ding Wen's face suddenly turned even uglier.
He actually couldn't sense it?
This kind of soul power existed intermittently, and he couldn't capture it at all. What kind of ability was this? He had never heard of it.
Ding Wen frowned. Examiner Mu Yong seemed to know what he was thinking and came to his side.
"This young man is very strange," Mu Yong said.
Ding Wen didn't say anything. He waited for Mu Yong to finish speaking.
"He is now using soul power in such a strange state. When he doesn't use it, he can't even sense a little bit of his soul power," Mu Yong said.
Ding Wen's frown deepened.
Although his strength was above Mu Yong, Mu Yong's ability "Discernment" was stronger in terms of perception. Ding Wen originally suspected that his perception ability wasn't enough, but he was just too embarrassed to ask others. But now, Mu Yong gave him the answer. Even Mu Yong couldn't sense it.
But he didn't expect that this answer wasn't the final answer.
"It is said that even Wen Ge Cheng can't sense it," Mu Yong said.
"Which Wen Ge Cheng?"
Mu Yong had a look of understanding. Ding Wen's reaction when he heard this was exactly the same as him at that time. It could be summed up in two words: Unbelievable.
"It is that Wen Ge Cheng." But he still answered.
"Who said this?" Ding Wen followed up with a question.
"That kid himself." Mu Yong pouted his lips towards Lu Ping.
Lu Ping had already stopped at this moment.
The stream of light fell. Those who were hit wanted to take measures, but it was too late. Only Lu Ping dodged the stream of light with his speed.
As for the others, when they realized that the stream of light was synchronized without any hindrance, they were also stunned by Lu Ping. No one remembered to remind him until Lu Ping realized it himself.
So he stopped, but the stream of light also disappeared at the moment it was about to hit his waist tag.
The waist tag didn't light up, and Lu Ping really dodged it. Everyone stared in shock, and then looked at the examiners of the Soul Point Assembly.
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