Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 70 Twelve Breaths (Thanks to book friend 3381 for being the rudder of this book!)

"Four breaths and a half, unqualified!"

A slightly regretful voice came from channel number five, and the elder invigilating the examination also sighed slightly and shook his head.

"Damn it! It's only half a breath away!"

The disciple with an unwilling face shook his fist and walked down the stage in frustration.

The coercion of the Nine-Dragon Tianluo Formation is still extremely terrifying, and this disciple who broke through to the Ninth Level of the Spiritual Vein not long ago failed to pass.

"Three breaths, elimination!"

"Four breaths, eliminated!"

The results of the first round of assessment were extremely dismal. Generally speaking, one out of ten people could barely pass.

"I finally know why this many disciples participated in this damn assessment? The elimination rate is so high, without more than two experiences, who has enough confidence to pass!"

"Yeah, this first round is already so scary, I don't know what kind of challenge the second round will be."

Looking around at the disciples on the entire square, there are really not many disciples who are prepared to face the Nine Dragons Heavenly Formation.

However, the former disciples who participated in the assessment were not considered to be the most powerful group of people.

"Five breaths, pass!"

The good news finally came from the ninth high platform. This is the No. 20 second disciple who participated in the assessment on that high platform, and he was considered to have won the first place for the ninth platform.

"Haha, five breaths, I passed!"

The somewhat skinny disciple smiled triumphantly, and ran off the stage excitedly after reporting his name to the elder who counted.

"Passing the first level with five breaths, I'm afraid there is not much hope of passing the second level!"

Looking at all this with a calm face, Wang Jinglong was a little bored thinking about how long it would be before he could go on stage for a try.

"Wu Ming! Look, he's gone up!"

"It's been three months since he broke through to the early stage of the ninth level of spiritual veins, right? There should be no problem with this first level."

Looking in the direction pointed by the disciples' voices, an extremely burly man came out from the crowd and walked up to the No. [-] high platform.

Using the spiritual power in his body, Wu Ming directly stepped into the Jiulong Tianluo Formation, and a burst of dazzling golden light emanated from the spiritual formation, sweeping Wu Ming continuously.

"Eight and a half breaths! Yes, pass!"

The elder on the high platform also showed a rare smile and nodded to Wu Ming.

Whoa!
All the disciples in the audience showed incredulous expressions. This is the best result achieved so far by the disciples participating in the assessment.

However, in the next assessment, although more and more disciples passed, none of them could break the record set by Wu Ming.

"Six breaths, pass!" A petite and sweet-looking girl obtained the six breaths, which also attracted the attention of a group of disciples.

"Seven breaths, pass!"

"Seven and a half breaths, pass!" After achieving such a result, a handsome young man shook his head slightly and walked towards the stage.

This result is the one closest to Wu Ming!
Time passed quickly, and the speed of the disciples' assessment was also gradually accelerating.

Those disciples who were hidden in the crowd with relatively high strength also began to show up, but there were too many people who had achieved six breaths and seven breaths. Except for a few people who occasionally achieved eight breaths and attracted a lot of attention, the scene was gone. How much movement can it cause.

The first thousand eight hundred and sixty two people who walked up were a disciple who was 860% similar to Zhuo Jun. When he was about to take the stage, he looked at Wang Jinglong with a trace of hostility and provocation.

Standing in the Nine-Dragon Tianluo Formation, this person calmly accepted the spiritual pressure emanating from the spiritual formation.

"Excellent! Nine and a half breaths, pass!" The eyes of the elders in the assessment shone brightly, and the voice of the result suddenly increased a bit.

The square immediately caused a commotion. Wu Ming's score of [-] and a half breaths and [-] and a half breaths had been eclipsed in an instant.

"That person is Zhuo Feng, Zhuo Jun's younger brother? He is indeed very powerful."

For the hostility shown by the opponent, Wang Jinglong didn't take it seriously either. Zhuo Jun, who was already a C-level disciple, didn't take it seriously, so Zhuo Feng, who was about to become a C-level disciple, didn't even need to be mentioned.

Smiling faintly, Wang Jinglong continued to close his eyes and meditate, but silently counted how many people he should accept the assessment in his heart.

"It's my turn!"

After the cup of tea, Wang Jinglong suddenly opened his eyes, put down his hands clasped on his chest, and walked towards the high platform without haste.

Ever since the news of Zhuo Jun being kicked out of the Dayi Gang after being defeated by Wang Jinglong spread, these disciples of the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy became very curious about Wang Jinglong.

Many disciples who had broken through to the ninth level of spiritual veins were ready to challenge him, but Wang Jinglong was still in seclusion and turned a deaf ear to this.

Therefore, they are also very concerned about what kind of results Wang Jinglong can achieve in the assessment.

"Hmph, do you think it's great to defeat Zhuo Jun? But it's only the strength of the early stage of the eighth level of spiritual veins!"

"Well, the eighth level of spiritual veins, wasn't it the late stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins before? No wonder he will come to participate in this assessment."

Wang Jinglong's breakthrough from the late stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins to the eighth level of spiritual veins did not cause much disturbance among them.

The only thing they didn't expect was that Wang Jinglong in the early stage of the eighth level of spiritual veins was far from comparable to the late stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins.

"Although the Nine-Dragon Tianluo Formation is good, it is not a mysterious formation. Based on my understanding of this formation, it is not impossible to stay in it for an hour."

"If I were you, I would choose to break through to the Ninth Level of Spiritual Vein before coming back." The slightly caring words of the assessing elder interrupted Wang Jinglong's thoughts.

Reaching out his hand and handing his number plate to the elder who was being assessed, Wang Jinglong did not answer, but directly stepped into the Jiulong Tianluo formation, and spread his hands to welcome the majestic impact of spiritual pressure.

Immediately, an astonishing spiritual pressure came oncoming, and Wang Jinglong's body became as heavy as a mountain on his shoulders in a very short period of time.

Immediately activated the spiritual power in his body, resisting such an incomparably heavy spiritual pressure, a light blue halo suddenly appeared from Wang Jinglong's body, and the heaviness on his body also eased a lot.

And the golden spiritual power in the formation seemed to be provoked, the rich light shone violently, and the increasingly intense spiritual pressure swept towards Wang Jinglong.

"As expected of the disciple that Elder Cang Ming valued, he is indeed very powerful!"

The deacon who was originally dissatisfied with Wang Jinglong's ignoring his reminder was also stunned at this moment, looking at the golden light coming out of the spirit formation with surprise on his face.

The extremely dazzling light also caused the disciples in the audience to fall into discussion.

"Didn't he only have the strength of the early stage of the eighth level of spiritual veins? How can he resist such a tyrannical spiritual pressure?"

"It's no wonder that he was able to defeat Zhuo Jun in the late stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins. Now it seems that it is by no means accidental."

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the Jiulong Tianluo formation, but it is a fourth-rank high-level spirit formation!"

For a while, the audience fell into a commotion, and it was really hard to accept such a situation.

"Twelve breaths!"

After a while, the elder examiner said a number that made the audience fall into silence.

　There will be a long-lost second update tonight!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)