Dang … Dang …
When the first ray of sunlight shone down from the horizon, ancient and melodious chimes resounded throughout the Ancient Divine Sky City. It was clear and refreshing, as if it had the effect of cleansing one's soul. Those who heard it couldn't help but feel refreshed. Every single one of them was brimming with vitality. Even those who lacked confidence calmed down at this moment. Every single one of them stood upright on the plaza, waiting for the examination to begin.
At the very center of the square was a large palace. It seemed to be extremely ancient, and it overflowed with the vicissitudes of time. At the entrance of the palace, there was a plaque with the words' Sacred Heaven 'written on it. The two words were bold, powerful, and majestic, and the sound of the bell was precisely coming from this palace.
Creak.
With a muffled sound, the doors of the palace slowly opened, causing everyone's body to tremble. Their gazes simultaneously looked towards the entrance of the palace.
Not long after, an old man and four middle-aged men walked out from the palace.
The old man wore a brown robe. He had white hair and a youthful complexion. His expression was solemn and tense. Anyone could tell that he was a serious person with a single glance. He quietly stood there without any trace of aura leaking from his body, as if he was an ordinary person.
On the other hand, the four middle-aged men were different. Although they had already tried their best to suppress their auras, there were still wisps of aura flowing out from them. They were so powerful that it made people's hearts tremble. It was obvious that they were not ordinary people.
After the old man walked out, he did not say anything. His gaze swept across the plaza without any trace of emotion. It was as if the geniuses in the eyes of others were only ordinary people in his eyes.
"Hmm … Ah …"
After a short while, numerous groans actually resounded in the arena. Many people were drenched in sweat and their faces were pale. There was even an extremely small portion that had fallen down with faces filled with shock. Their expressions were even a little lifeless.
When the old man's gaze swept across the plaza, Feng Hao also felt an extremely powerful pressure pressing down on his shoulder. He was slightly startled, but soon circulated the Heavenly Battle Art. A domineering battle intent burst out from his body and directly broke the pressure on his shoulder, greatly reducing the pressure.
When he looked at Joan Of Arc, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing, he noticed that their faces were flushed red. Just when he was about to make a move, he heard the groans from the surroundings and stopped.
He understood that the examination of the Heavenly Academy had already begun.
This kind of pressure was something that everyone would have to endure differently. Everyone's cultivation would be different. This first test was undoubtedly a test of a person's willpower and endurance.
If one wanted to become a true powerhouse, it wasn't enough to just be talented and have all kinds of external resources. A person's willpower was actually the most important factor in becoming a true powerhouse.
Therefore, Fenghao did not go to help them, but let the three women bear the pressure by themselves.
Indeed, if they couldn't even pass the first examination, how could they face the later examinations?
This was also a good opportunity to hone themselves.
At this moment, although the scene looked calm, it was actually turbulent. All the young geniuses were bitterly holding on, and no one could handle it easily. In just a few minutes, there were already a few hundred people who had collapsed …
Among these several hundred people, there was no lack of people with seven apertures like Wu Huang.
Therefore, sometimes, one's cultivation wasn't everything. Everyone's willpower was different.
"This guy … is indeed a monster."
When Xie Yandong, who was standing to the side, saw Fenghao standing there as if nothing had happened, a trace of shock flashed across his eyes. After a while, a huge pressure descended, forcing him to put away all distracting thoughts and focus on resisting the external pressure.
As for the people outside the plaza, although they had some doubts at first, they also understood now. They walked around casually without feeling anything wrong. They couldn't help but admire the Heavenly Academy even more.
The ability to control the intensity of the pressure was too terrifying. Among the people present, who could say that they could do it?
Thinking about it, this old man's status in the Heavenly Academy was definitely not low.
… …
This sudden pressure, when it first pressed down, was only a test. In the end, it would gradually increase in intensity, as if it was testing the limits of everyone. Those with strong wills would naturally be able to endure it, while those with impulsive wills would only be able to endure for a short while before collapsing powerlessly, their faces ashen.
At this moment, Feng Hao couldn't care less about the three girls. He was wholeheartedly circulating the Heaven Battling Art to resist this powerful pressure.
That was because the pressure on his shoulder was gradually increasing. It was constantly approaching his limit, causing him to be unable to divert his attention.
"Eh?"
At the entrance of the hall, the old man's gaze was casually sweeping around. Suddenly, his gaze landed on Feng Hao. A strange light flashed across his eyes.
Following that, Fenghao became miserable. He felt the pressure on his shoulders becoming more and more heavy. It was as if a majestic mountain was constantly pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe. Sweat the size of soybeans seeped out from his forehead and rolled down to the ground, shattering into pieces.
However, no matter how strong the pressure was, his eyes were still as firm as steel. His back was still straight like a proud divine weapon, standing tall in the world, unwilling to bend his waist.
"A little interesting."
Seeing this scene, astonishment flashed across the old man's eyes as he murmured. However, he soon restrained himself and his face was tense, looking incorruptible.
At this moment, Fenghao felt as if he had entered a confined space. The entire world was pressuring him, and even his invincible Battle Will couldn't break through this space. It was as if his sharp edge had collided with metal essence, and was constantly being broken. He felt as if he was being pressed under a huge mountain. Every single joint of his was letting out creaking sounds as it pressed down on him, forcing him to yield.
Just when the corner of the old man's mouth was pulled into a faint arc, his eyes were instantly replaced with a smear of astonishment.
"Heh."
Feng Hao let out a soft chuckle as an extremely arrogant battle intent gushed out. His long hair scattered over his shoulders and his eyes were filled with arrogance. He was just like a mad god. His slightly bent body once again stood straight like a pine tree, not moving nor swaying. Instantly, he revealed his ability and attracted the gazes of many people. Among them were the four middle-aged men behind the old man. Within their eyes, a trace of astonishment was revealed.
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