"We've made it to the top ten?" Zhu Ningmo and the other four looked at each other with unconcealable joy and excitement in their eyes.
Before the start of the competition, the five of them didn't have much confidence in themselves. Their chances of making it to the top ten were very low. They could only do their best and leave it up to fate.
But now, no one had expected that because of the Little Roc King's wanton disruption, they would actually successfully advance to the final ten spots. Although it was still not guaranteed that they would be able to enter the War God Mangya's tutelage, the probability was much higher.
This was completely beyond their expectations, causing them to be wild with joy at this moment.
"Little Roc King, Song Nan, Xie Xuanyu …!" One of the War God Brightshore's disciples looked at the top of the mountain and said, "The ten of you can stay. The rest of you can leave now!"
"I can't accept this!" Seeing that the Little Roc King and the other four had successfully made it to the top ten, especially when their eyes swept over Zhu Ningmo and the other four, one of the geniuses from the major sects clenched his fists and growled.
"They were just lucky. Why should they …!" One of the geniuses from the major sects pointed at Zhu Ningmo and the other four and questioned the four War God Brightshore's disciples.
However, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.
"Luck is also a part of strength!" One of the War God Brightshore's disciples didn't even look at the geniuses from the major sects who were questioning him. His voice was flat as he said, "Their good luck means that they have strong luck. Luck is also a type of talent, so it's only natural that they make it to the top!"
"My master values talent, so naturally, he values luck as well!" Another War God Brightshore's disciple said in a flat voice. "Back then, when my master set the selection rules, how could he not have thought of this?"
"The free-for-all battle at the end was deliberately set up by him. His goal was to observe your luck. Your luck wasn't good enough, so you fell behind in the end. You can't blame anyone else!"
"Luck, talent!"
Hearing the simple explanation from the two War God Brightshore's disciples, the eight geniuses from the major sects all looked gloomy. They couldn't refute anything and could only turn around and leave the black mountain.
Originally, there were quite a few people who had some objections to Zhu Ning Mo's group of five, but now that the two War God Brightshore's disciples had mentioned their talents and luck, all the voices of dissent disappeared.
However, in the crowd, Xiao Fan closed his eyes and shook his head gently. He didn't think much of War God Mangya's talent and luck.
This was because the theory of providence and talent had neglected a problem, and that was that a person's providence was constantly changing. Sometimes it was high, and sometimes it was low. It could only be determined within a certain range, and it could not be said that a person's providence at a certain time represented their entire life's providence.
Therefore, the mistake of the Providence Talent Theory was that it treated the Providence of one moment as the Providence of all the Providence in the future. This was obviously biased.
Unfortunately, there were some problems that many people couldn't see. Therefore, the theory of luck and talent had quite a large audience in the Central imperial realm. Many people held this theory in high esteem, and War God Mangya was just one of them.
As the remaining eight great sects' geniuses retreated, only the Golden-winged Little Peng King and the others were left on the mountain peak. Everyone was looking at the ten of them with blazing eyes.
They were only one step away from becoming War God Mangya's disciple.
As long as they could become War God Mangya's disciple, not only would it be a great opportunity for Zhu Ning Mo and the others, it would also be a great opportunity for the sects behind them.
This was because there were many great sects in the Eastern Region that wanted to establish a relationship with War God Mangya.
It was also because of this that War God Mangya's disciples could be found all over the three thousand sects of the Eastern Region. His network of connections was also extremely shocking. War God Mangya was able to establish a sect by himself, surpassing the three thousand sects of the Eastern Region and standing side by side with the Origin School, Sky Firmament Institution, and Seven Martial Pavilion. In fact, there was no lack of this reason.
At the same time, even if only four out of the ten of them were selected, the remaining six could choose to become the servants of War God Mangya's disciples as long as they were willing.
For example, Yang Xiuyu's servant had come from this.
Xiao Fan had also been asked by War God Mangya if he was willing to become Shen Huang's servant, but Xiao Fan had decisively rejected. War God Mangya had also directly turned around and didn't look at Xiao Fan again.
"The competition is over. Master, please test the aptitude of the ten of them with your sword!"
The four disciples of War God Mangya turned around again and respectfully kowtowed to War God Mangya's sword in the sky as they spoke at the same time.
War God Mangya's sword not only symbolized War God Mangya's personal arrival, but it was also a tool to test aptitude.
It had a set of standards to test aptitude that War God Mangya had set. It could evaluate a person's aptitude. Every time War God Mangya's new disciple competition ended, the sword would test the aptitude of the remaining geniuses. It was a necessary procedure.
The outside world also approved of the War God Brightshore's standards for testing talent. Many large sects had even paid a visit to the War God Brightshore and obtained this set of standards for testing talent from him for their own use!
"Buzz!"
As soon as War God Mangya's four disciples finished speaking, War God Mangya's sword in the sky trembled slightly and let out a low hum. Following that, countless resplendent lights erupted from it, instantly enveloping Little Peng King, Zhu Ninmo, and the others on the black mountain peak.
Everyone's eyes widened as they looked at the results of the aptitude test on Little Peng King, Zhu Ninmo, and the others.
The results of this test were very important. Although it didn't necessarily mean that those with high aptitude would be accepted as disciples by War God Mangya, there were those ranked third in aptitude. Instead, those ranked fourth and fifth would be accepted as disciples by War God Mangya.
However, those ranked at the bottom of the rankings would definitely not have a chance.
However, at this moment!
A figure sped over from the distance, almost instantly arriving above everyone's heads. Surging yin aura emanated from his body, surging and roaring.
Although he was only at the Heavy Yin Realm, his body actually emitted a powerful aura that could suppress everything and shake the heavens. It made people feel as if a prehistoric tyrannosaurus had arrived, incomparably violent.
It was Yang Xiuyu. He had arrived!
At almost the same time, Xiao Fan finally opened his eyes. His dark eyes immediately looked at Yang Xiuyu, who had finally arrived.
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