Dean Deng looked stunned, and then shouted exaggeratedly: "What? All used up? That's hundreds of high-grade mortal materials!"
"Yes... We can't even prepare all the materials to demonstrate to the Dantang students. What do you think we should do?" Professor Ma also looked miserable.
"No wonder that little brat wants to run away."
Dean Deng puffed his beard and glared: "I guess you can run away fast!"
But for some reason, there was always a smile on the corner of the dean's mouth, which showed that he was not really angry.
Then, Deng Yideng glanced at Professor Ma and Professor Luo respectively, and suddenly smiled.
While rubbing his hands, he said: "Chen Shen is the seeded player after all, so he should practice his hands more before the game. You two are both seniors in Dantang, so you need to show your style at critical moments!"
The two old professors looked confused: "Dean Deng, what do you mean by this?"
Dean Deng waved his hand: "What I mean is, please prepare the materials for teaching in the future!"
After saying that, he also let go and ran away: "That's it, I still have a lot of school affairs to deal with, so I won't accompany you anymore. See you later!"
See you later? Come back to you!
Ma Weishan and Luo Xiang looked like they were crying: "When did our dean speak in the same tone as that boy Chen Shen? He also asked us to be responsible for the teaching materials... He didn't do it this way!"
After leaving the dean's office, Chen Shen wandered around the campus. Unknowingly, he was attracted by the lively scene of the martial arts field and joined him.
The martial arts arena was particularly lively today because the weekly black strength test was being held.
Thousands of students want to use this day to prove their cultivation achievements.
If their cultivation reaches a certain standard, they can be promoted to the upper level class and enjoy more cultivation resources.
According to the school's regulations, students who are five-star profound disciples or below before the age of eighteen are admitted to the junior class.
Five-star to seven-star are intermediate classes.
Seven to nine stars are advanced classes.
Before the age of eighteen, those whose strength breaks through the nine stars of the Mysterious Disciple and reaches the realm of the Mysterious Master can be promoted to elite class students.
At this time, on the stage of the martial arts arena, there were ten-sided mysterious induction drums.
In appearance, they are no different from ordinary leather drums.
But as long as the cultivator uses his mysterious energy, he punches the drum head.
The next moment, the drum head will shine with a color consistent with his strength according to the strength of the mysterious energy.
Next to each Xuan Neng induction drum, there is an instructor who logs in the students’ test scores on the spot——
"Li Yunfang, who is in the intermediate class and is a six-star Xuan disciple, is staying at the original level."
"The junior class king is Erniu, Xuantu is five-star, and he is promoted to the intermediate class!"
"Senior class Chen Yufan, Xuantu Jiuxing, stay at the original level."
"Zhang Dong from the intermediate class, Xuan Tu Ba Xing, will be promoted to the advanced class!"
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Every time I open my mouth to learn about test scores, some people will be happy and some will be worried.
This can also be regarded as a means by the school to encourage students to practice hard.
Those who successfully advance will naturally be envied by their former classmates.
But after several or even a dozen tests in a row, a student whose strength remains unchanged will become the laughing stock of everyone.
This situation made Chen Shen couldn't help but recall certain fragments in his memory - those not so glorious fragments.
Before his soul came over, the native Chen Shen had entered Jiulong Academy for three months and would take part in the weekly profound strength test.
But in the past three months and more than a dozen tests of mystical strength, his cultivation had not improved at all.
Gradually, he became the laughing stock of the whole school, and many teachers even regarded him as a negative example.
This profound strength testing ground was once Chen Shen’s sad place...
"Huh? Why are there three unfamiliar faces on the banquet, two men and one woman, whom I have never seen before."
"Didn't you hear? The assessors from the Hundred School League are also here today. They are going to select three seed players. Those three strangers must be the assessors this time!"
"Oh yes! How could I forget this?"
"Don't worry about the three seeded players. They must be the top three in the elite class: Xue Yang, Ma Jingjing and Luo Xiao."
"That's right. After all, they are the legitimate sons of the three major families in Kowloon City. Their profound energy cultivation lags behind the students who are also in the elite class by a long way!"
"However, it is said that in addition to the seed players, the other students who have reached the level of one-star profound practitioner are also eligible to participate in the preliminaries of the Hundred Cities League."
…
Chen Shen, who was in the crowd, heard a lot of useful information, and thought to himself: "The Xue family already hates me so much that I gnash their teeth. Until I am not sure of defeating them, it is better to hide my shame."
"Anyway, the cultivation level of a one-star profound practitioner is enough to enter the preliminaries. When the time comes, we will just improve it layer by layer."
The young man made up his mind, pushed aside the crowd, and stood in front of one of the mysterious induction drums.
"Look, isn't that Chen Shen? The only special student in the alchemy hall of the college!"
Through the battle with Xue Muran, Chen Shen's prestige was unparalleled and he was a man of the hour on campus. He caused quite a commotion as soon as he came on stage.
"But...he is a master at alchemy, but when it comes to mystical energy cultivation, a mere seven-star profound disciple is at the bottom of the advanced class." A very tall young man said angrily.
Despite his size, he is actually seventeen years old, and he is Luo Xiao, the legitimate son of the Luo family, one of the three largest families.
His fire-based mystical energy is extremely domineering, and his cultivation has reached the level of a four-star mystic!
"That's not necessarily true! I always feel that Chen Shen seems to have suddenly enlightened. I wonder if he will be able to create another miracle today!"
A girl with a ponytail giggled, and two big white rabbits on her chest rose and fell.
Darling, what a childlike* Loli girl.
The identity of this girl is not simple either. Ma Jingjing, the legitimate daughter of the Ma family, is one year younger than Luo Xiao, but her cultivation level is comparable to his. She is also a four-star profound practitioner!
"Hahahaha... Jingjing, you think too highly of that good-for-nothing Chen Shen!"
A high-pitched and mocking voice suddenly sounded.
The person who spoke was none other than Xue Yang, the strongest among the thousands of students at Kowloon Academy!
"Trash? This word seems quite inappropriate when used on an alchemy master." Ma Jingjing frowned. It was hard to see that she was still a little lolita with a strong sense of justice.
"Hmph! I don't know what kind of bad luck he had..."
Xue Yang's face turned gloomy, and then he boasted: "However, a man should always be judged by his martial arts! With his scumbag cultivation, he can't get into my eyes at all."
Luo Xiao nodded: "I agree with the first half of your sentence. As a man, he should reach the pinnacle of martial arts! Although Xuan Dan Master has a noble status, it is only a side job after all."
This big guy is a well-known martial arts fanatic at Kowloon Academy.
"Just wait and see, I bet that Chen Shen is destined to stop at Xuantu Seven Stars!" Xue Yang said firmly.
Only three days have passed since Chen Shen defeated Xue Kong.
Thinking about it in Xue Yang, in three days, how could someone who had just been promoted to the Seven Stars of Xuantu be able to go one step further?