But just then, Mu Yi spoke up, and with a sly smile said: "I wonder if I can make a bet with Elder Xu?"

  "Huh?" Elder Xu was startled in his heart. He hadnt expected Mu Yi to speak up at this time, and looking at the others smiling expression, he seemed to be full of confidence.

  At this moment, Xu Changlaos confidence was shaken a bit. Could it be that Lin Ming really had some unknown trump card? However, he really couldnt think of how his third-grade talent could defeat Wang Chenfengs fourth-grade superior talent. Moreover, he had already spoken in front of so many people and couldnt back down now. So, Xu Changlao gritted his teeth and said: "Alright, what does Mr. Mu Yi want to bet?"

  Mu Yi smiled and said: "This bet is just a casual thing, dont spoil the harmony, Ill just bet on a mid-grade treasure of human rank."

  A precious vessel among humans of middle quality! Is it also called going with ones nature?

  Xu Chang Laos mouth twitched slightly. Mu Yi had been a stele master for many years, and if anyone could be said to have a rich family background, it was him among all the people present.

  Gritting his teeth, Xu Changlao said: "Alright, Ill bet a Human Stage Lower Grade Mustard Seed Ring."

  The Mustard Seed Ring is a storage treasure that can carry an independent space with it, storing items. This treasure is difficult to refine, so its value is several times higher than the same level of treasure. The lower-grade Mustard Seed Ring is roughly equivalent to a mid-grade human-level treasure.

  "Alright." Mu Yi responded readily. He always smiled casually, giving people a feeling that everything was under his control.

  Lin Ming is in first place, this matter has been settled.

  However, the assessment has been going on for a whole day, and now its late at night. The results will be announced tomorrow afternoon, and except for Lin Mings first place, the rest of the second to tenth places will also depend on the examinees assessment score, age, and innate talent, which requires discussion among the seven elders of the Wu Fang before making a decision.

  "Xing Xuan, lets go say hello to Lin Ming," Mu Yi said as he stood up. Although Lin Ming had already woken up, Mu Yi was sitting with the elders of the Qi Xuan Wu Fu, so it wouldnt be appropriate for Lin Ming to rush over suddenly.

  "Hmm." Qin Xingxuan nodded, when Mu Yi and the elders of the Seventh Mystic Martial Mansion were talking, Qin Xingxuan, out of junior courtesy, rarely interrupted, quietly sitting on the side. However, when it came to status within the Seventh Mystic Martial Mansion, Qin Xingxuan was actually on an equal footing with these martial mansion elders.

  As Qin Xingxuan is one of the few core disciples of the Seven Mystical Sect, in the future, unless something unexpected happens within twelve years, she will enter the Seven Mystical Valley and become a formal disciple.

  Its a great honor, you know that even the first-ranked master of the Seven Xuanwu Sect, Ling Sen, has little hope of being selected by the Seven Xuan Valley unless he can reach the peak of physical training in a short period of time - the Condensed Pulse Realm.

  But its not easy to break through the condensation boundary in a short period of time. Ling Sen is now 20 years old and has only reached the fourth peak of physical training.

  That night, Lin Ming and Mu Yi had a good talk, then returned to the bedroom prepared for the examinees who passed the assessment in the Seventh Imperial Palace to meditate and adjust their breath.

  A night without words.

  The next afternoon, the weather was fine and sunny. In the martial arts arena of the Seventh Imperial Uncles Mansion, many important figures from the Seventh Imperial Uncles Mansion had gathered. The fifty-three examinees who had passed the assessment also stood among them.

  Today is the day of announcing results.

  After a night of discussion, the grades have been finalized.

  When Lin Ming walked onto the martial arena, people around him frequently looked at him with envy, admiration and praise. Lin Ming had become famous, his achievement of reaching the fifth floor of the Linglong Pagoda even made some senior disciples from Tianyi House secretly pay attention to him.

  "Congratulations." At this time, a slightly cold voice sounded, Lin Ming looked around and saw Wang Shifeng standing not far away with his hands clasped in front of his chest, with an insincere smile on his face. "Youre quite lucky, having only a third-rate talent yet youve managed to reach the fifth floor, impressive, impressive!"

  Wang Yanfengs voice was very loud, and the people around him naturally heard it. They were all shocked to hear that he had third-rate innate talent. Although third-rate innate talent is also considered one in a hundred, but in the Seven Xuanwu Sect, its actually quite ordinary. I thought Lin Ming would have at least fourth-rate superior innate talent, but unexpectedly, he only has third-rate middle-grade innate talent. Whats going on?

  The people around were discussing it, Wang Yanfeng had a smile on his face, he had specifically asked his subordinates to check Lin Mings talent yesterday.

  "Your name is Lin Ming, right? I dont know what kind of heavenly material or earthly treasure you ate when you were a kid, but if you think that just because of this, you can suppress me, then youre daydreaming! Youre just lucky, having reached the fifth layer. Do you think your combat power will surpass mine? Innate divine power is useful against the clumsy and ferocious beasts in the Linglong Tower, but against humans... Hmph, straightforward and simple brute force techniques - can you even hit a person?"

  Actually, yesterday at Linglong Tower, Wang Yanfeng killed the two iron-armored bears on the fourth floor in the same way, but he himself was also severely injured and died, so it was spread out. This made Wang Yanfeng very depressed, if he could just hold on for one more breath, he would have been able to enter the fifth floor.

  As long as he entered the fifth floor, that was an equivalent achievement. Wang Yanfeng would not think that Lin Ming could achieve anything in the fifth floor. Although he knew that Lin Ming had persisted for half a minute, Wang Yanfeng thought that if he were not injured too heavily, even with only one-tenth of his true yuan left, he could still persist for half a minute, or even one minute without any problem.

  The mistake was that the fourth layer was too eager for quick success and immediate gain, resulting in the use of a desperate move, if at that time slowly grinding to death those two bears, would not have been seriously injured.

  Moreover, the most important point is that Wang Xuefeng cannot use his treasure at Linglong Tower!

  Once Wang Yanfeng loses his treasured sword, the power of his familys unique skill "Nine Paths True Words" will greatly decrease, also causing his attack power to drop sharply, which is why he has such a hard time passing levels.

  But if its a martial artists duel, then the use of treasured instruments will not be prohibited. Treasured instruments are like elixirs, they belong to the advantages brought by ones family background, and family background is also part of a martial artists strength.

  Wang Yanfeng stroked his own sword, gazing at Lin Ming with a hint of disdain on his face.

  "If I were to use the Nine-Word Sword, killing you would be like killing a chicken!" He muttered to himself, not saying it out loud. "How could I lose to you? Not to mention in the future, even now, Im sure to win!"

  A smell of gunpowder wafted through the air, Lin Ming had no reaction and did not argue back. He didnt want to provoke a conflict and was too lazy to bother with Wang Feng.

  "Halt! My young master is speaking to you. Are your ears deaf, not hearing?" A follower beside Wang Yanfeng said with a pointing finger and an air of authority.

  This followers words were even more unpleasant than his masters, Lin Mings footsteps paused, and he coldly turned around to look at the man, saying: "This is the Seven Profound Martial Houses martial artists arena, how did a nobody like you who cant even cultivate the first layer of the Practiced Body get in here?"

  "You..." was scolded as a slave, that persons face turned bright red with anger and humiliation, according to the rules, he indeed did not have the qualifications to enter.

  Just as the atmosphere was about to become tense, a senior elder of the Seventh Xuanwu Sect stepped forward and said, "Quiet down, lets announce the results."

  The crowd naturally quieted down, and the slave could only curse a few words and fell silent.

  The elder took out a score sheet and said, "This times assessment results are based on the examinees three rounds of exams, age, and talent. After discussion among the elders, the top ten rankings are as follows: Tenth place, Zhou Zhengyang, reward: 10 Aggregation Pills; Ninth place...

  The exam results were announced from last to first, and the elders voice was steady and unhurried, all the way until he announced the second place...

  "Second place, Wang Yanfeng, prize: one Jin She Chi Dan pill. First place, Lin Ming, prize: one Hong Jin Long Mai Dan pill. The results are as announced above, congratulations to everyone. If there are no objections, please invite Elder Sun to present the awards."

  "Wait! I object!" Wang Yanfeng raised his hand. Xu Changlao of the Seventh Xuanwu Prefecture was a good friend of his fathers, and he had actually known about the results long ago. This time, he raised his hand at Xu Changlaos behest.

  "Hmm? Do you have any objections?" The elder who was in charge of reading out the rankings furrowed his brow.

  Wang Yanfeng smiled and walked to the front of the square, saying loudly: "As far as I know, Lin Mings talent is middle third-class, my talent is upper fourth-class. Just now, the elder said that the final ranking will be considered from three aspects: the results of the three rounds of exams, age, and talent. However, these results are only for reference, and the final decision is in the hands of the elder. The subjective factor is too great, I dont accept it."

  For Wang Yanfeng, the Hong Jin Long Mai Dan was absolutely indispensable. With this pill, he was confident that he could break through to the fourth level of body training before the age of 18 and reach the peak of the fourth level of body training before the age of 20. Such strength would not necessarily lose to the Great Master Ling Sen of Tian Zhi Fu.

  If so, his position in the family will be unshakeable.

  At this time, Elder Sun stood up with a cold hum, "Are you questioning the assessment result of the Elder Council?" This cold hum was accompanied by true yuan, and as soon as it was hummed out, the temperature around him suddenly dropped several degrees. Wang Yanfeng, who was at the forefront, could not withstand the pressure and took several steps back.

  "Sun Sifan, are you bullying the weak with your strength?" Xu Changlao also stood up, he had never gotten along with Sun Sifan.

  At this time, Wang Yanfeng said: "Sun Lao, calm down, I didnt question the decision of the elder council. Its just that I think its unfair. In the third round of assessment, I also killed two ferocious beasts on the fourth floor with one blow. It was because I was eager to determine the winner and suffered a fatal injury, so I couldnt enter the fifth floor. If I had taken a slightly more stable step, I could have reached the fifth floor."

  "So Im not convinced, I dont think my strength is inferior to Lin Mings!"

  "What exactly do you want?"

  "Its very simple, I want to have a match with Lin Ming. If I lose, Ill admit defeat, but if I win, then the first place will be mine!" Wang Yanfeng said, suddenly turning to Lin Ming and provokingly saying: "Lin Ming, do you dare or not?"