Zhang Tan announced the results one by one, expressionless from beginning to end.
"Lian Chengyu!"
With Zhang Tan calling out this name, Lian Chengyu immediately held his breath. His heart was in his throat. It was his turn!
The results announced by Zhang Tan indicated how far he could go in the future. Elite? A hero? Amongst the elite heroes, how high could he be ranked?
Tao Yunxiao also looked at Lian Chengyu. From Lian Chengyu's results, he could tell how high the standard was.
"Lian Chengyu, seventeen years old! Demonstration of cultivation technique: 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist'! Grade: Yellow rank, grade five! "
Yellow rank, grade five?
Lian Chengyu took a deep breath. He felt his suspended heart being squeezed by someone, giving him a dull pain.
Only Yellow rank, grade five …
He subconsciously hoped that his results would be higher, hoping that the Jin Long Wei could see that he was different.
However, he was not even at the peak of the Yellow rank, and was only in the middle.
Although this result was better than all the contestants before him, it disappointed Lian Chengyu. A middle human elite was too far from Lian Chengyu's goal.
He had put in so much effort to leave the vast wilderness, how could he be satisfied with being a middle human elite?
"Could this Lian Chengyu be thinking of reaching the Mystic rank?"
Tao Yunxiao noticed Lian Chengyu's disappointment.
The Mystic rank belonged to a human lord. What was a human lord? To be able to dominate a region and dominate a region, one could be called a human lord. The Tai Ah Divine Kingdom's generals and vassals could be called human lords.
A Tai Ah Divine Kingdom's vassal was no small feat. A vassal's land was vast, and they ruled over countless territories with countless people!
To be evaluated as a Mystic rank, even the lowest grade Mystic rank was extremely difficult!
But Tao Yunxiao was confident of himself. He wanted to obtain the title of young lord in the Kingdom's selection semi-finals.
"Yunxiao, don't expect too much. The Jin Long Wei's selection is very strict!"
At this time, his father's true essence sound transmission sounded in Tao Yunxiao's ears.
Tao Yunxiao's father was a character.
For Tao Yunxiao to grow up in an environment where he was the center of attention, other than his talent, it was also because of his powerful father.
His father was a peak-Purple Blood warrior, and he was the youngest of the few peak-Purple Blood warriors in the Tao tribal clan. So his status in the Tao tribal clan was obvious.
The peak-Purple Blood sounded beautiful, because many of the Jin Long Wei elite warriors were at the peak-Purple Blood realm. But Tao Yunxiao's father knew that there was a huge gap between them.
Due to specific reasons, a tribe of the Tao tribal clan's tribe in the vast wilderness could not surpass the Purple Blood realm.
Tao Yunxiao's father knew that his life had been delayed and that he was unable to take another step forward. Thus, he hoped that his son could truly grow into an overlord.
He knew that his son was to be, and he would be, would be by Yu by him. by by.
"Don't worry, Father. I know how strict the selection rules are, and I know my own strength. I don't have high expectations. As long as I can barely reach the Mystic rank, I'll be satisfied!"
Tao Yunxiao knew that he was born in the Cloud Wilderness, so he was congenitally deficient. It was not easy for him to reach the Mystic rank.
"Tao Ping, age twenty-two, Yellow rank grade four!"
"Sun Chenghai, age nineteen, Yellow rank grade five!"
Zhang Tan called out three more people. No one surpassed Lian Chengyu, at best they were on par with him.
At this moment, Zhang Tan called out the second last person.
"Tao Yunxiao, age fourteen, demonstrated the 'Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven' cultivation technique. Result is …"
When Zhang Tan said this, he paused slightly and looked at Tao Yunxiao. Tao Yunxiao uncrossed his arms in front of his chest and stood there, holding his breath.
The surrounding Tao tribal clan citizens were also waiting, wanting to know their young master's final result.
"Yellow rank grade eight!"
Zhang Tan spat out these four words. Tao Yunxiao's mind buzzed.
Yellow rank grade eight?
I'm only at Yellow rank grade eight?
Tao Yunxiao clenched his fists. So low?
He was indignant. He was filled with ambition for the future. Although the Kingdom's selection was his starting point, this starting point was too low.
"Young master Yunxiao hasn't reached the Mystic rank? How difficult is the Mystic rank? "
"Heaven, Earth, Mystic, Yellow rank. Although there are four ranks, no matter how they are evaluated, there are either no Yellow rank grade one, Yellow rank, or even Yellow rank. There isn't even a Yellow rank grade nine. What are the Jin Long Wei judges doing? What's the use of keeping so many ranks above? Is it nice? "someone said indignantly.
"Don't talk nonsense. To be able to reach the Mystic rank, they are all young heroes. In the future, they will be conferred the title of Marquis or Minister. Or they will be able to dominate a large sect. Not to mention our Cloud Wilderness, even in the entire Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, there aren't many Mystic ranks. There are countless citizens in the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, but how many Generals and Ministers are there? "
As a large clan, the Tao tribal clan had many knowledgeable people. They knew that the "Heaven rank", "Earth rank" and "Mystic rank" could be ignored in the evaluation. They were put out as a form of respect to the ancient sages and Ministers.
Only the "Yellow rank" was meaningful. In the vast wilderness, to reach Yellow rank grade five and above was something to be proud of.
"Last person!"
Zhang Tan called out Yi Yun. As the last person to appear, stirring the purple mist in the sky and shattering the teacups on the platform, Yi Yun naturally received a lot of attention.
People immediately stopped discussing Tao Yunxiao and pricked up their ears to listen to Yi Yun's results.
"Yi Yun, it's finally his turn. I wonder what Yellow rank he is?"
"His ability to spit out clouds looks powerful. I wonder how it will compare to Young master Yunxiao's sword Qi?"
People were looking forward to it. When Zhang Tan read out Yi Yun's name, he paused and looked deeply at Yi Yun.
On the platform, the Tao tribal clan's Elders were all focused. They too wanted to know what the purple mist was.
"Yi Yun! Twelve years old. Demonstrating cultivation technique: 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist'. Evaluation: Mystic rank … grade five! "
Zhang Tan's voice was deep and loud. His voice could be heard ten miles away. At that moment, people were stunned.
Mystic rank!?
Yi Yun had reached the Mystic rank, and it was grade five!?
He was a young human hero? He could become a general, a Marquis or a leader of a sect in the future?
How could this be possible? Just spitting out some purple clouds could give him a Mystic rank grade five!?
Many people had yet to react. They had the same thought. Did the Jin Long Wei make a mistake in their evaluation? How could their Young master Yunxiao be a Yellow rank grade eight, while Yi Yun was a Mystic rank grade five!
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