"It should be about half," Deacon Wang whispered as he looked at Lin Xuan.
When he saw Lin Xuan's skillful technique, a smile appeared on Deacon Wang's face.
Lin Xuan was quite relaxed. Refining a first-grade elixir was not difficult for him at all. He could even separate his soul force to observe the others.
Among these people, about half of them had the strength of a first-grade inscriptionist, but they were far inferior to Zhao Xue, let alone him.
After half an hour, the green jade platform shone and everyone stopped.
Among them, five people did not finish refining and were directly eliminated.
Among the remaining eleven people, four of their medicinal pills did not meet the mark.
In the end, only seven people passed the assessment.
This number was similar to what the deacons had guessed, so no one was too surprised.
The disciples who passed the assessment were excited, while those who failed stood aside dejectedly.
Elder Song said slowly, "Inscription is broad and profound. Whether you pass the assessment or not, you can't relax. Remember!"
"Next is the second-grade inscriptionist assessment. Shanshan, you should get ready."
"Yes!"
The young men in silver robes replied.
The four of them walked toward the green jade platform, and Lin Xuan also walked out.
"Boy, what are you doing? Go back! "One of the young men shouted coldly.
Everyone looked at Lin Xuan, not knowing what he was going to do.
The silver-robed woman looked at him and frowned. She said softly, "Please don't disturb our assessment."
Lin Xuan touched his chin. "Sorry, I'm also a member of the assessment."
"You?"
The young men were stunned and then sneered. "This is the second-grade inscriptionist assessment. Can you do it?"
The disciples who just passed the assessment also sneered. "He wants to take the second-grade inscriptionist assessment? Even I can't do it, let alone him! "
Zhao Xue smiled but did not say anything. She knew Lin Xuan had the strength.
Elder Song and the others looked at Elder Xu with questioning gazes.
"Haha, that's right. This little guy signed up for the second-grade inscriptionist assessment." Elder Xu smiled. "Because he has never taken the assessment, he started from the first-grade inscriptionist assessment."
"What?"
Those young disciples looked as if they had eaten duck eggs and were choked speechless.
The silver-robed woman looked at Lin Xuan with a trace of curiosity in her eyes.
The three young men behind her looked gloomy and stared at Lin Xuan with unkind eyes.
"Not everyone can take the second-grade inscriptionist assessment. First, you have to reach the second-grade soul force." The young man named Zhou said. "Prove it!"
"How old is this guy? can't do it!"
"That's right. it's ridiculous..."
Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged. Since they wanted to prove it, he would prove it to them.
Two inscriptions appeared in the air at the same time.
Ripples appeared in the air as strands of strange energy fluctuated. Those complicated lines dazzled many people.
After a moment, the inscription in the air dissipated.
The crowd woke up from their daze and looked at Lin Xuan's figure as if they had seen a ghost.
"How is this possible? He is only seventeen years old!"
The group of disciples felt it was hard to breathe. They could not believe this fact.
The silver-robed woman's eyes became fierce and contained a fighting spirit.
Her name is Huang Shanshan, and she is Elder Song's disciple. Since she was young, she had been recognized as an abnormal talent. The disciples around her could not compare with her. Even some of the older disciples could not compare with her.
But now, a youth had appeared. He was younger than her, but his strength was not weak.
This made her feel a sense of resistance.
Elder Song nodded with a smile and said, "Let's begin!"
Lin Xuan and the others walked to the green jade stage and calmly prepared.
"Hmph, so what if you have a second-grade soul force!" Zhou Yong's face was cold. "To become a second-grade inscriptionist, it is not enough to have a powerful soul force!"
"Both of you, show me your true abilities!" Zhou Yong shouted in a low voice.
He did not want to be outdone by a youth.
Looking at the five people preparing, Deacon Meng chuckled and said, "Shanshan, this little girl has been waiting for this for a long time."
"Yes, she has been preparing for more than two months. There should be no problem this time." Elder Song laughed.
"But it is not certain for the others. After all, the second-grade inscriptionist test is not child's play."
"Deacon Wang, do you think that little guy Lin Xuan can pass?"
"I don't know." Deacon Wang shook his head. "The last time I saw him, he only had a first-grade soul force. I didn't expect that after two months, he would have a breakthrough!"
"Oh?" Elder Song and the others were interested. "It seems that this child's talent is amazing. I hope he can shine in the battle of the inscription tower."
As they talked, Lin Xuan and the others began to move.
The disciples held their breaths and carefully watched the five people on the stage. They did not want to miss a single detail.
Lin Xuan calmed himself and carefully drew the inscription. He did not dare to be careless.
Compared to the previous test, the difficulty of this test was nearly ten times higher!
This was also the reason why there were so few second-grade inscriptionists; it was too difficult.
Lin Xuan pushed his soul force to the limit and controlled the inscription.
Huang Shanshan also had a dignified expression. Her delicate face was covered in sweat. Zhou Yong and the other two were sweating profusely, their faces pale.
The mysterious inscriptions in the air were like a bottomless pit, absorbing their soul force.
Time slowly passed. Five inscriptions appeared in the sky. One could vaguely make out that they were a pattern, but it was not complete.
Among them, Huang Shanshan had completed about 70%. Lin Xuan had completed half. Zhou Yong had completed about 60%, and the remaining two had completed about 40%.
Ka!
It was like a piece of jade shattering. A crisp sound echoed in the air.
A crack appeared in one of the inscriptions. With a bang, it shattered. The youth closest to him was affected, and his inscription was instantly scattered.
Lin Xuan and the others were also affected. The inscriptions in the sky seemed like they would scatter at any time.
This change was unexpected. The inscription process needed to be absolutely safe and not be disturbed by the outside world. Otherwise, the possibility of failure was high.
Lin Xuan's soul force intertwined, constantly stabilizing the inscription while continuing to draw.
Huang Shanshan and Zhou Yong were protecting the inscription with all their might, not daring to be distracted.
Elder Song and the others looked at the field with a trace of worry.
"Lin Xuan's technique is very special. It doesn't seem to be a common technique in the Xia Kingdom." Elder Song was surprised to see Lin Xuan continue to draw while protecting the inscription.
"I heard that he has a master who does not appear in the world, but I don't know the details." Deacon Wang quickly said, "But he is a disciple of the Sword Pool Mansion's Lin Family. His identity is very clear, and he can participate in the Inscription Tower battle."
"Yes, I also heard about this." Deacon Meng said from the side.
Just as the three of them were talking, the air in the field finally calmed down.
Huang Shanshan and Zhou Yong heaved a sigh of relief, but their expressions changed again.
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