Under the eyes of disbelief, Chen Xuan asked the second young master to hand over the jade slip. This time, he received twelve grade points.
Although in the eyes of the onlookers, Chen Xuan's twenty-two grade points were already a lot, Chen Xuan himself still found it too little.
The "Secret Method of Forging Souls with True Thunder" requires one hundred grade points to redeem it. Twenty-two grade points are still far away. I'm afraid even taking all the grade points from the remaining three young masters won't be enough.
But Chen Xuan waved to the remaining three young masters with the idea that he could get one more grade point.
Being so provoked, Ma Fulong looked extremely gloomy, but he still asked his two followers to compete with Chen Xuan first.
If he really had to appear, it would be a huge loss of status.
He is the top nobleman of the Huangyun Principality and the eldest son of Duke Ma. How can he personally compete with a lowly mongrel?
Ma Fulong didn't want to get his hands dirty unless he had no choice but to do so.
Moreover, he believed that it was impossible for Chen Xuan to win four games in a row. No matter how strong the mixed-bloods were, there would be limits after all. Only pure-blooded martial arts cultivators with noble bloodlines could achieve sustained outbursts.
However, Chen Xuan shocked the audience three times and four times next, winning two more arm wrestling matches!
The strength of the two Shaoyuan Realm young masters was no worse than the first two, but they still couldn't stand a stalemate for a moment before being defeated.
There are more and more students watching in the library. They are all whispering to each other and talking in low voices, all trying to guess who Chen Xuan is.
Although the administrators chosen by Mr. Xu are not simple, and the first twenty-five are all from extraordinary origins, someone like Chen Xuan whose physical strength is far stronger than his cultivation level is indeed very special.
"Master Ma..." The two defeated noble students lowered their heads in front of Ma Fulong, looking ashamed.
Ma Fulong glanced at the four followers coldly, and then sat down opposite Chen Xuan with a proud look on his face.
"Winning four games in a row is indeed beyond my expectation." Ma Fulong first praised Chen Xuan without any compliment, then stared at Chen Xuan with contempt, and glanced at Ji Tingsha next to Chen Xuan, and finally turned his eyes.
Turning back to Chen Xuan's face, he said with extreme contempt and arrogance, "Those with the surname Chen, lowly hybrids like you and Ji Tingsha, are all scum that should be eliminated by the Tianwu world! Do you think that your little power is not as good as ours, the purest ones?"
What does it matter in front of blood types? My young master’s bloodline can be ranked in the top ten among all the high-level bloodlines in the Tianwu world! And I’m afraid you don’t even know what the true power of bloodline is!”
"Haha, I'm not interested in bloodline power. I just want to know how many merit points you have accumulated." Chen Xuan said this in a lazy tone.
Ma Fulong was immediately angry and laughed, but it was just a sneer: "My young master has accumulated fifty grade points. Do you know what this means? If you have any idea about grade points, you should admit defeat immediately.
And kneel down and lick my young master’s boots!”
"Fifty?" Chen Xuan's eyes lit up when he heard this.
He has already earned fifty-three merit points, and together with Ma Fulong's fifty, he can just exchange them for soul secrets suitable for his cultivation.
When the onlookers heard this score, they were immediately in an uproar.
Those who can accumulate fifty grade points must have made significant contributions to the college!
Moreover, this contribution was not obtained in exchange for family money and power, but at the risk of one's life.
It also shows that Ma Fulong’s real strength is comparable to the masters of the Creation Realm!
When Ma Fulong saw that Chen Xuan was not frightened, but instead looked determined to achieve his fifty points, he couldn't help but feel even more contempt for Chen Xuan. This mongrel was really overestimating his abilities!
"Chen Xuan, according to the academy's test standards, your strength score is up to one thousand points. This score is indeed very good, reaching the lowest score for entry into the Creation Realm. But do you know that my basic score is also one thousand points? Do you know the basics?
Do the ratings mean anything?”
The moment Ma Fulong said these words, his whole body's aura surged, frightening a group of onlookers who all changed their colors.
Ji Tingsha, who was beside Chen Xuan, raised her eyebrows slightly.
"The so-called basic score is the score obtained by testing the strength without using any martial arts powers or stimulating the power of the bloodline. The more mixed the bloodline of you hybrids, the more shackles in the bloodline, so a thousand points is for you, a bastard.
limit."
Every time Ma Fulong spoke a word, his aura surged, becoming more and more terrifying, forming a powerful invisible force field in a small area.
"For us advanced purebloods, the college strength test score can only be regarded as a basic score. The power of bloodline's blessing of physical strength is far beyond your imagination!"
At the end of the sentence, Ma Fulong looked proud, and a kind of supreme glory bloomed in his eyes. He put his right elbow on the table, and the blood in his whole arm instantly boiled, and it evolved into a vision like the meeting of a dragon and a tiger!
Seeing this scene, not only the surrounding students were stunned, but even the teachers on the third floor were full of surprise and disbelief!
"Bleeding blood! It's the violent blood magical power!"
"I didn't expect Ma Fulong to learn how to use blood before he even entered the Creation Realm. He is indeed a high-level bloodline that can be ranked among the top ten in the Tianwu Realm..." A teacher who was born as a commoner exclaimed with deep envy.
At this moment, Ma Fulong seemed to have become the master of the entire world, looking down on Chen Xuan with a condescending look: "My surname is Chen, can you imagine that a martial arts cultivator in the Yuan Shaping Realm can learn violent blood magical powers in advance? Now he is in a violent state.
This young master has a physical strength score of 1,500 points. Not to mention your natural divine power, even if you are an entry-level martial artist in the creation realm, you will only be crushed if you compete with this young master in terms of strength!"
Chen Xuan had always had a nonchalant attitude, but when he saw Ma Fulong activating his violent blood power, a trace of surprise finally appeared in his eyes.
Ji Tingsha, who was beside her, began to worry about Chen Xuan.
Since Ma Fulong has activated the violent blood magic power, it is not just as simple as arm wrestling. The cost of Chen Xuan's arm is probably a small price.
Each of the three thousand realms has its own special magical power.
Violent blood is a martial arts magical power that can only be practiced by monks in the Tianwu world. It can be practiced by both purebloods and mixed-bloods, but the prerequisite for practice is to enter the realm of creation, so that the body can withstand the state of violent blood.
Martial arts cultivators can awaken the power of ancient ancestors in their blood through violent blood. Each stage of violent blood brings different combat power enhancements. The first-level violent blood can only awaken the power of ancient ancestors, and the second-level violent blood corresponds to the medieval times.
, the third level corresponds to the ancient times, the fourth level corresponds to the ancient times, and the improvement brought about also increases exponentially.
The purer the bloodline, the easier it is to practice violent blood magic, and the probability of advancement is greater.
The blood in the body of the mixed-blood race is very mixed, and it is difficult to learn the violent blood magical power. Even if it can enter the violent blood state, it can often only enter the first level of violent blood, and the increase in combat power and the maintenance time of the state are greater than those of the pure-blooded Tianwu people.
