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Chapter 1507

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The loss of two Elders in succession had hurt the Palace of Flame Demons to the core. Hence, this time, all the people from the Palace of Flame Demons had come to Mount Fu Yao with a mission.

Although they were feeling impatient, the three of them still endured it and continued to watch. The situation in the other palaces was not much different from theirs as the competitions in the innate gift competition had never been something they liked.

Jun Wu Xie waited for a while and finally heard her number being called. She then walked slowly through the crowd.

The person standing before the arena stage checked Jun Wu Xie's number tag and after ascertaining that her age was within the range of assessment, he allowed her to walk up onto the arena stage.

The youths who were waiting to go up on the stage all raised their heads up to look at the petite and frail looking youth standing upon the arena stage.

"So young? He doesn't look like he's from the Witch Doctor Tribe. " Some of the youths started to discuss among themselves. Usually, youths who were too young would not have a stable grasp over the unique characteristics of their race and the chances of them being able to advance to the next round were not high.

Most of the youths who were the same age as Jun Wu Xie had been eliminated due to their lack of ability. Only a few youths from the Witch Doctor Tribe, regardless of how strong or weak they were, were able to advance to the next round.

Jun Wu Xie stood upon the arena stage, not in a hurry to do anything. She merely summoned the little black cat and made it stand upon the arena stage.

That action, made quite a number of the surrounding youths feel rather baffled.

"That fella still doesn't understand the situation he's in? This isn't the Ring Spirit competition, what's the point of releasing a ring spirit? Is he going to perform a dance? "

"Stop fooling around. It's just a tiny little cat the size of a palm. Even if it went to the Ring Spirit competition, it would still be squashed to death in two or three moves."

When the group of youths saw Jun Wu Xie's little black cat, they all burst out laughing. They saw that Jun Wu Xie was not that old and did not look like he was from any special race. The moment he stepped onto the arena stage, he had immediately released his ring spirit and they all found it rather hilarious.

The frail and frail Jun Wu Xie standing upon the arena stage with the tiny little black cat, stood out like a sore thumb. Even some of the youths on the other arena stages had noticed the situation on Jun Wu Xie's side and the gazes that were cast upon Jun Wu Xie, were all filled with curiosity and ridicule.

Everyone thought that there was something wrong with Jun Xie's head.

The blatant mockery and scornful words lingered in Jun Wu Xie's ears, but it did not cause her face to change in the slightest. She just stood there quietly, and under the barrage of mockery, she slowly squatted down and pulled out the water bag she had prepared earlier, along with a brush.

Within the private room, the three men from the Palace of Flame Demons had also noticed the commotion.

"Ha? What did I see? An idiot had actually released his ring spirit at the Innate Gift competition? Haha? Could it be that this little fellow has a screw loose in his head and has recognized the wrong place? "

"I don't think she's just stupid. I'm afraid her mind isn't clear either. Why is she holding a water bag and a writing brush in the arena? Let her ring spirit write calligraphy for us? "

The three men could not help but laugh. They did not think anything of the tiny little figure upon the arena stage at all, but just treated it as a joke, to make them laugh.

Upon the arena stage, Jun Wu Xie slowly poured the water from the water bag over the lid. The clear water filled the lid and Jun Wu Xie held the writing brush in her hand, gently moistening it with the water. After that, amidst the shameless laughter, she raised her hand and upon the floor of the arena stage, used the brush that had been dipped in the clear water to slowly write out a cryptic rune that was hard to understand …..

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