"It turns out he is the son of Master Zheng." When the three martial arts cultivators saw Zheng Changfeng and Zheng Zinuo coming to the futon, their attitudes became much better.

"Well, I have three masters to thank." Zheng Changfeng nodded and said.

"Martial Master Zheng, you're welcome. This is our responsibility." The martial artist in the middle smiled and replied, "I wonder what kind of surprises Martial Master Zheng's young master can bring us, let's get started."

"Kid, what's your name?" It was the same way to attract attention as always, but it didn't seem to have any effect on Zheng Zinuo.

"Uncle, I know you want to attract my attention and let me look into your eyes, right?" Zheng Zinuo replied with his eyes closed.

"Uh?" The three martial arts cultivators were suddenly stunned, including Zheng Changfeng who was standing beside him. They were a little surprised, but they immediately reacted and shouted, "Xiao Nuo, don't mess around. Just do what the master said."

"Oh, I understand." He did not dare to provoke his father's majesty at all.

Opening his eyes, he blinked and stared at the martial artist on the left. Just when the martial artist was about to take out the purple crystal, Zheng Zinuo suddenly said: "Huh? Uncle, you have a big eye guano in your eye."

"Huh? Eye shit?" The three martial arts cultivators looked at each other. The martial cultivator reached out and touched his eyes, feeling dumbfounded.

"Xiao Nuo, you..." Although Zheng Changfeng was very angry, he could not get angry when facing such a cute little son. He pretended to be sullen and said, "Zino, shut up. If you don't cooperate well with the master's test, go home."

You deserve it."

"Oh." Zheng Zinuo was a little frustrated and wanted to retort a few more words, "He really has eye puss." But seeing his father's gloomy face, he still held back and said nothing.

"Martial spirit emerges." This time the martial artist didn't do much. He took out the purple crystal and shouted softly at Zheng Zinuo's eyes. Zheng Zinuo's eyes suddenly blurred, as if he was lost, and behind him

A faint white shadow emerged.

"Hmm? White soul? Standard waste martial soul!" The three people present, including Zheng Changfeng, frowned when they saw the pale white phantom behind Zheng Zinuo that was almost invisible even if you didn't look carefully. Zheng Changfeng was even more confused.

My nervous heart sank to the bottom completely, and my whole person felt as if I had collapsed, unable to raise any strength.

With their many years of training experience, they know that the more powerful the talent, the higher the level of his innate martial soul. On the contrary, the weaker the martial soul, the worse the talent.

But when he saw the illusory white phantom behind Zheng Zinuo, Zheng Changfeng's heart completely went cold.

"Martial arts talent level zero." Although the martial arts cultivator on the right knew that the white martial spirit was a standard useless martial spirit, for Zheng Changfeng's sake, he still tested it to reassure him. Although with his

We knew from experience that the child in front of us was definitely not suitable for martial arts, but we still followed the instructions. After using the crystal ball to test, we found that there was no soul power at all in the crystal ball.

"Level zero..." Although Zheng Changfeng knew that Zinuo's innate martial spirit was a waste martial spirit, after hearing the report, he still felt as if he had been shocked by electricity. After a long while, he nodded slowly and sighed secretly.

He said to the three of them, "Thank you, you three." After saying that, he directly picked up Zheng Zinuo and walked out.

At this time, when Zheng Zinuo heard the man say that his talent was level zero, he had already woken up from his dazed state. He felt very disappointed and followed his father away from here without saying a word.

"Level zero, haha... I didn't expect it to be a waste. My daughter is still at level four." The man named Chen at the door felt as if he had found a million, and was extremely satisfied, but when he saw Zheng Changfeng's gloomy face

When he came, he still didn't dare to touch his bad luck in person, so he hurriedly took his daughter and left quietly.

"How is Zino? What level of martial arts are you?" Seeing his father holding Zheng Zinuo's little hand and walking out, Zheng Zizhou, who was waiting anxiously outside the hall, hurriedly went to greet him and asked.

"Go back, Zizhou, your brother is not suitable for practicing martial arts. Our family will rely on you to prosper from now on. Don't let your father down." Zheng Changfeng did not blame Zheng Zinuo, but this sentence deeply stimulated him.

With his young heart, he secretly swore at this time that it doesn't matter if he doesn't have talent, I still want to practice martial arts, and I still want to prove to my father, brothers and others that I can still reach the realm of martial arts without talent.

Naive thoughts began to sprout from this moment. Perhaps many children who were tested as unable to practice martial arts could only think of sadness and decadence at this moment, or perhaps they were thinking about how they would be scolded by their parents when they returned home. Zheng Zinuo was
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