Zheng Zhi was equally confused and turned his head to look at Zhang Erhe who was smiling at the side.
And Zhang Erhe quickly gave the answer.
He smiled and said: "The so-called bloodline is a symbol of talent. A strong bloodline is the most basic guarantee for becoming a strong person. The seven crystal stones represent the seven qualities of bloodline."
"The higher the quality, the higher your future achievements will be."
"I see."
Zheng Zhi nodded as if he was suddenly aware.
But after a moment, he paused again: "If it's just because of the bloodline, will it be directly labeled? There are always exceptions, right?"
Hearing this, Zhang Erhe did chuckle: "Select the best! This selection method may seem arbitrary, but it is also the most effective. As for the few gems hidden in the sea of sand, it doesn't matter."
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi also nodded slowly to express his understanding.
For big forces, especially this kind of genius training base.
If you are not a genius before joining and do not have a special identity background, then you can basically be excluded from the circle.
"Don't listen to that old man's farts."
The mysterious woman sneered: "What's the future like? Does it have anything to do with blood?"
"A bloodline test of this level is completely meaningless. It is not ancient blood or holy blood. You still want to rely on bloodline to determine the future?"
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi shook his head and chuckled.
Upon hearing this, the Moguo Martial Arts Academy is indeed a bit funny.
If you think about it carefully, although the development of the Moguo Martial Academy in recent years is considered acceptable, there has never been a true genius.
The most famous geniuses of the Mo Kingdom are Mo Yunqian, the patron king, Sima Xuan with the fire sword, Man Tong with the silver spear, and Luo Bao with the iron palm.
None of them have much to do with the Moguo Martial Arts Academy.
In particular, the Silver Spear Man, who also participated in the national election of the Mexican Academy of Martial Arts, was ruthlessly eliminated in the first round because he failed the bloodline test.
At that time, Man Tong was nineteen years old and had already reached the level of Xuan Kong Realm.
But even so, the elders who presided over the election at that time did not admit him outside the rules.
Moreover, the elder of the martial arts dean at that time also said: "Although this boy is from a side sect, but his bloodline is not good, it is difficult for him to become a great person."
However, after he said these words, only five years later, Man Tong entered Taoism with a spear, reached the level of a great spear master, and became famous in the Mo Kingdom.
Later, the Wuyuan regretted it and sent an invitation to Mantong to join the Wuyuan.
But Mantong's response was only three words: "It's not rare."
It perfectly explains what it means, today you ignore me, but tomorrow I will make it impossible for you to reach high.
And Man Tong is also called a genius of the poor by countless people!
Because he comes from a simple background and has no background. He is just a child of an ordinary family.
Talent may determine your starting point, but it cannot determine your destiny.
This is a true portrayal of Mantong.
It is safe to choose based on the best, but sometimes you also need to be flexible.
The root cause of missing out on Mantong lies in the conservative thinking of the martial arts academy, and the deep-rooted idea that "blood determines the future."
In their eyes, poor bloodline is equivalent to poor talent, and poor talent means no future, which is a waste of resources. Even if you have some skills, it is just a heretical and it is difficult to become a great success.
At this moment, a strong and powerful voice sounded from the sky: "The assessment begins!"
As the voice fell, many candidates in the front row were already walking towards the place where the stone tablet was erected.
Zheng Zhi took back his thoughts and looked at the place where the stone tablet was erected.
A young candidate placed his palm on the stone tablet.
In an instant, mysterious energy flowed through the palms and into the stone tablet.
The stone tablet flickered for a while, and then a gem inlaid on the top lit up.
That's yellow spar!
"Yellow bloodline, qualified!"
Qin Yuan's voice slowly sounded under the excitement of the young man who turned on the yellow light.
Behind the scenes, countless candidates saw this and were greatly reassured.
Someone gave an example, and many people's inner tension was immediately dissipated, and they were eager to move forward.
However, ideals are beautiful, reality is tough.
After hundreds of candidates, no one passed.
But this does not affect the election process.
Countless people were scrambling to get there, some were elated, while others looked disappointed.
Two hours later, almost 99% of the candidates completed the bloodline test.
Among them, only one-third passed the test.
Zhang Qianqiu also participated in the test.
However, this guy really has some talent, and his bloodline level has reached green.
When the crystal light came on, it caused quite a commotion.
After all, most of the young prodigies present are only outstanding in red, orange, and yellow.
There are only about thirty people with green bloodline.
As for the cyan above the green, there is only one person.
When the cyan light lit up, Zheng Zhi took a special look.
It was a woman in a green shirt, nineteen years old.
She has a pretty appearance and an outstanding temperament. It can be seen that she is from an extraordinary family, and she is a young lady from a big family.
It is worth mentioning that her realm has reached half-step to Kongyou.
"Dad, am I awesome?"
Zhang Qianqiu squeezed through the crowded crowd and reported the good news to Zhang Erhe.
Zhang Erhe obviously dotes on his only son, and quickly gave a thumbs up: "My son is awesome!"
Seeing this, Zheng Zhi also rolled his eyes.
He finally understood why Zhang Qianqiu was such a dandy, it was all because of his pampering.
At this time, Zhang Qianqiu also smiled at Zheng Zhi: "Brother Zheng, it's your turn."
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi took a look and saw that there were only a few candidates left who did not participate in the test.
So, he nodded and walked slowly towards the stone monument.
"Brother Zheng, come on, blind the whole audience!"
Behind him, Zhang Qianqiu's cheering sound came.
"It's him?"
On top of the crane, Qin Yuan recognized Zheng Zhi at a glance.
A murderous intention came out of his eyes, but Qin Yuan tried hard to hide it.
At this moment, Zheng Zhi also raised his head and looked in the direction of Qin Yuan.
Just a calm glance, without any provocation.
But in Qin Yuan's eyes, this is the biggest provocation.
In his sleeves, his fists were clenched suddenly, and his whole arm was trembling slightly.
"Qin Yuan, what's wrong?"
On the side, Mo Changkong also felt Qin Yuan's changes and frowned slightly.
"I'm fine. Thank you, Dean, for your concern."
Forcibly suppressing the murderous intention in his heart, Qin Yuan forced an awkward smile on his face.
Mo Changkong glanced at Qin Yuan lightly and did not ask any more questions.
"It really hasn't changed at all."
With this thought in his mind, Zheng Zhi also looked away.
Staring at the nearby stone tablet, Zheng Zhi also took a deep breath.
Not much nervousness, just a little curious.
Before the Holy Fire Body was taken away, he had the confidence to light up all the crystals at the same time.
But now that the Fire Saint Body has been taken away and after rebuilding, he is not sure how far his so-called talent can reach.
However, he is confident in himself.
Many thoughts passed through his mind, and Zheng Zhi's palm slowly pressed on the stone tablet...