Xue Wushang put his hand up with a confident expression, and soon the test crystal turned blue.
This was expected by everyone, but what surprised them was that the crystal stopped turning blue when it reached blue, and it didn't turn purple even after waiting for a long time.
"this……"
Many people think that the imperial body is gifted with purple, and now they want to find a crack to get in.
Xue Wushang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, which was in stark contrast to his white hair.
He rushed to the stage like a clown and slapped himself in the face, but when he heard the next words, he almost ran away.
"Perhaps...not all imperial bodies have purple talents?"
"Haha, Xue Wushang, it seems your talent is just that, it's up to me!"
The First Holy Son of the Ancient Sword Sect came on stage to test, and the result was still blue.
Later, the remaining imperial bodies also went to the test, and none of them reached purple, and they were all blue.
"Brother Jiang Ling, it seems we are the only ones missing." Shi Wuyou pulled Jiang Ling's sleeve.
"Um."
Jiang Ling took Shi Wuyou's little hand and slowly walked toward the King's Stage like a pair of golden boys and girls.
Everyone also cast curious glances. He dared to test behind the major imperial bodies. His talent must be very high, right?
"Wuyou, you go first."
"Um."
Shi Wuyou's test result was still blue. After all, her Tianxuan Body had only evolved to the level of Tianxuan Emperor Body.
"Could it be said that Fairy Qingshu has a talent comparable to that of the Holy Body?"
Jiang Ling touched his chin and then put his hand on it.
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, the test crystal began to light up red, and then...
There is no more, it is red.
"ha?"
Everyone was astonished. They saw Jiang Ling slap him in the face, push Nascent Soul Qi to the ground and rub him, and even beat back the Seventh Holy Son of the Ancient Sword Sect with one palm. His golden elixir was invincible, but he ended up with a red talent?
Jiang Ling had already expected that he could practice so quickly and have such strong combat power because of the Wutian Holy Body Technique, and his own talent was pitifully low.
"Hmm, fellow Taoists, Mr. Jiang has cultivated so far not by talent, but by his own efforts. As a brave and diligent monk, I want to tell everyone that if you work hard, you deserve it!"
When everyone heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched violently, not knowing what to say.
Some people who wanted to taunt them thought of the cruelty of the other party before and the cruelty of the other party's ancestor, but they couldn't say anything for a while.
"Brother Jiang Ling, you are so amazing. You have become so strong without any talent!"
Shi Wuyou's eyes were shining like stars, full of admiration.
"Hmm, keep a low profile."
Under the strange looks of everyone, Jiang Ling pulled Shi Wuyou down.
But what gives Jiang Ling a headache is that the King's Qi on top of other people's heads is so big and shapeless.
For example, the kingly aura on Shi Wuyou's head looks like a phoenix.
And on his head, there was only...a trace, like a dull red hair.
At this time, the grand voice sounded again:
"The talent test of all challengers has ended, and now the one-on-one elimination competition begins."
Boo hoo hoo——
At this time, the tokens of all the challengers vibrated, and then turned into streams of light and descended on the King Conferring Platform.
Jiang Ling stood on the Conferring King Stage and looked around. He could not see any other challengers except his opponent, but everyone outside the Conferring God Stage could see them.
This is the magic of the King's Terrace, which divides the space into layers without interfering with each other.
From the perspective of people outside the King's Conferment Platform, no one is on the King's Conferment Platform.
However, magical light curtains appeared in the sky above the King Conferring Platform, and above them were the battle scenes of everyone.
The most amazing thing is that no matter which direction you look at the light curtain, you will have an immersive feeling, as if the two people are fighting right in front of you.
…
"Fellow Taoist, if you have something to say, don't rush into it."
"oh?"
Jiang Ling looked at his opponent with great interest and only heard the opponent say:
"I know I'm not your opponent, so I want to admit defeat, but if I admit defeat like this, the sect will lose face, so we'll have a fake fight. Don't worry, we'll be rewarded!"
Jiang Ling's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "That's easy to say."
Afterwards, the two had a thrilling battle. After fighting for a long time, Jiang Ling won.
And the moment he won, the red kingly aura on his head actually swallowed the orange kingly aura on his opponent's head.
At this point, Jiang Ling's kingly aura also turned orange.
"I see."
To put it bluntly, this is a battle that constantly swallows up the kingly energy of others and strengthens one's own.
Not many people paid attention to Jiang Ling's battle, only the people in Qingxia Temple.
Seeing Jiang Ling happily weighing the storage bag in his hand, the corners of Qingxia's audience twitched fiercely.
I'm afraid Jiang Ling doesn't know that their actions and words can be clearly seen and heard by anyone who pays attention to his battle.
Later, the two were teleported back to their original place.
Then, the man who bribed Jiang Ling was immediately beaten violently by an elder in his sect, which was brutal.
Jiang Ling took a look at the pictures that had not yet been fought, and quickly understood why.
"Let me go, isn't this a three-dimensional picture? Is the True King's Palace so advanced?"
Soon, the first round was over, and half of the people were eliminated directly.
And everyone discovered a rule, that is, if a person with green talent or below loses, all the kingly energy will be swallowed up, but if a person with green talent or above loses, only half of it will be swallowed up.
In other words, if you have green talent or above, you will not be eliminated if you lose once.
"Damn, that's not fair!"
Jiang Ling deeply realized how cruel this rule was to people with low talent.
"But it doesn't have any impact on me."
Low talent usually means poor strength, and he guessed half of it right before, that is, his opponent is related to his talent and the level of the token.
For example, Shi Wuyou has a second-class token, so she is fighting against people with second-class tokens.
But there are exceptions, like himself. Although he is a second-class token, his talent is too low, so the opponents he matches also have low talent.
In other words, although he only has one chance, the opponent he encounters will not be too strong.
In addition, there is another rule, that is, you cannot kill anyone inside. Once someone cannot withstand the opponent's attack, they will be forcibly sent out, so you can do it with confidence and boldness.
"The second round begins!"
Boo hoo hoo——
With almost no time for everyone to rest, the second round began, and the rules remained unchanged.
The third round, the fourth round...
By the end of the six rounds, tens of thousands of people had been eliminated to just a handful of people!
In these six rounds, Jiang Ling won easily all the way, and the aura of king above his head was already green.
Although Shi Wuyou's opponents were stronger than each other, he still won, but he still had the blue kingly aura, but it was much stronger.
"The one-on-one elimination round is over. Now the token grabbing battle begins. The remaining challengers will enter a ruins. Only by grabbing five tokens can they escape from the ruins."