In the main hall, Zhan Wuwei, Erha, the Jian brothers and other nine Taoist masters have been waiting here for a whole day!
"Why hasn't Xu Ming come out yet?"
Everyone was confused.
Logically speaking, Xu Ming is the strongest and should be the first to pass the trial!
But now, among the ten trialists, only Xu Ming has not come out yet.
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but sneered: "Could Xu Ming have died in the trial?"
"Jian Wushuang!" Zhan Wuwei blushed and yelled angrily, "Keep your fucking mouth clean!"
"Hmph!" Jian Wushuang sneered, "I'm just saying casually, why are you excited? - Are you also worried that Xu Ming has died in the trial?"
Ye Tianhun couldn't stand it anymore: "Jian Wushuang, you actually said such a thing? - Brother Xu Ming is an unparalleled genius in our human race; he will surely lead our human race to glory again! And you, you actually used
Curse him with words?"
"Is he an unparalleled genius?" Jian Wushuang sneered disdainfully, "Then I, Jian Wushuang, am not talented enough!? - The tribe has never trusted me, and this trial, they don't think much of me at all! But
What? I am the first to pass the trial, faster than any of you, so you must obey even if you don’t want to!"
"Hmph!" Jian Wushuang snorted heavily as he said this to vent his dissatisfaction, "And the extraordinary talent you claim to have has yet to pass the test - you know, the result of the test is the same as passing the test.
The speed of the trial has a lot to do with it! In this way, how much better can Xu Ming’s trial results be? Humph!"
Jian Wushuang became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "Why!? Why does the clan not trust me, Jian Wushuang, or my Jian brothers? Every time we are destined, it is never our turn! - Is this fair to us?"
General Jingyu's eyes were calm and profound: "Because your luck is too low! - Low luck proves that your future achievements will also be low!"
"Luck? Hahahaha... bullshit luck!" Jian Wushuang laughed arrogantly, "Who knows if such an illusory thing as luck is actually practical? Only strength is the king! - Xu Ming's Qi
Isn’t his luck very strong? However, he hasn’t passed the test yet; his test results are probably not much better! On the contrary, I have weaker luck than you all, but I am the first to pass the test.
!It’s very possible that the ‘candidate’ spot is mine!”
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but get carried away: "Hahahaha... when I get the 'candidate' quota, I can choose one of you to become my soul slave! And Xu Ming will definitely be one of them! -
—Hmph! When the time comes, Xu Ming, who has the strongest luck, will become my slave; come back and tell me that luck is of no use!"
At this moment, there was a space distortion in the hall.
Xu Ming's figure slowly emerged from the twisted space.
Xu Ming just stood there, and his temperament made the whole place fall silent involuntarily.
"Who... wants to turn me into his soul slave?" Xu Ming said calmly.
"Yes..." Facing Xu Ming, Jian Wushuang seemed to be shorter all of a sudden; his aura also weakened suddenly, and he was no longer as arrogant as before. However, Jian Wushuang still looked stern and said inwardly: "It's me!"
"Oh...it's you!" Xu Ming just said lightly and said nothing more.
At this time, a mechanical voice sounded in the hall: "The trials of the ten trials have ended! The one who performs best in this trial will be the 'candidate' for the direct successor! He is..."
"It's me! It's me!" Jian Wushuang shouted in his heart, "It must be me! - The test results have a lot to do with the speed of passing the test! Xu Ming was the last one to come out, later than me
More than a day; his test results will never be better than mine! The 'candidate' spot will definitely be mine!"
Zhan Wuwei, Ye Tianhun, General Jingyu, etc. were also nervously looking forward to it - they actually felt that Xu Ming passed the test too slowly; the chance of getting the "candidate" spot was probably not great! They
I just hope that this quota will not fall on the Jian brothers.
Erha is very calm and collected - although it doesn't know why Xu Ming came out so slowly; but it believes that the "candidate" spot will definitely be Xu Ming!
Xu Ming didn't have any mood swings at all - what's the suspense about the "candidate" spot? If it's not Brother Ming's, who else could it be?
Sure enough, the mechanical voice continued: "The person who has won the 'candidate' spot as the direct successor is...Xu Ming!"
Xu Ming!!
Xu Ming looked like it was natural and didn't feel any surprise at all.
Erha continued to maintain its calmness and calmness. However, this calmness and calmness had a sense of "dog fighting against human power"; its eyes glanced at the Jian brothers intentionally or unintentionally, as if to say - awesome?
You continue to be awesome!?
Zhan Wuwei, Ye Tianhun and others were startled at first, and then they were all surprised: "It's Brother Xu Ming!"
In fact, they all hope that the "candidate" spot will be obtained by Xu Ming.
Because Xu Ming has the strongest strength and the strongest luck; he has the best chance of removing the word "candidate" and becoming a true "personal successor" if he gets this spot! And if someone else gets it, he may never get it.
It is also impossible to remove the word "candidate".
"How could it not be me!?" Jian Wushuang was confused. He couldn't accept it at all - he was obviously the first to pass the trial, and Xu Ming was the last; why did this spot still belong to Xu Ming? Wasn't it agreed?
Yes, does the test score have a lot to do with the speed of passing the test?
"It's not fair! It's not fair!" Jian Wushuang looked up to the sky and screamed, "Why Xu Ming and not me!?"
"Why not you?" Zhuo's voice was full of contempt, "You and Xu Ming are not on the same level at all! I choose Xu Ming instead of you - are there any problems?"
"But, I am the first to pass the trial!!" Jian Wushuang insisted on this point.
"No!" The mechanical voice said, "The first person to pass the trial is not you, but Xu Ming! What you passed was just the 'military level trial'. Xu Ming had already passed the trial of this level.
Passed, and then went to the 'General Level Trial'!"
Military level trial?
General trial?
"There are different levels of trials? - Why don't I know!" Jian Wushuang roared.
The machine voice said coldly: "Because... you are not qualified to participate in the 'General Trial' at all! Naturally, I won't tell you specifically!"
Not qualified?
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but laugh, laughing very self-deprecatingly.
But he was still dissatisfied: "What are the requirements for participating in the 'General Trial'? - Why do you think that I am not qualified?"
The next sentence of the mechanical voice immediately convinced him: "The first wave of opponents in the 'General Level Trial' were hundreds of invincible Taoist masters; the last wave of opponents were two ninth-level demigods!——
If you think you have the slightest chance of breaking through the 'general-level forces', you are qualified to participate!"
"What!?"
Jian Wushuang was horrified: "The first wave was made up of hundreds of invincible Taoists? The last wave was made up of two ninth-level demigods!?"
How could such a trial be at the Tao Master level?
The mechanical voice said calmly: "It passed easily!"
"Easy?" Jian Wushuang suddenly collapsed on the ground - the gap between him and Xu Ming was really too big, so big that there was no comparison. What was ridiculous was that he thought he was the first to pass the trial.
I thought I could pin Xu Ming down!
ridiculous!
Really ridiculous!
"Xu Ming!" The voice continued, "You have become a candidate for direct successor. Please choose a name from the nine peripheral successors at the Taoist level to become your soul slave!"
"name?"
They happen to be called soul slaves, so there is nothing to hesitate about. Of course they are...the Jian brothers!