The disciples in the audience looked at the arena in astonishment.
If they misheard the first thunder, this second thunder sounded true.
Is this a thunderstorm?
As Wang Ming stepped out step by step, the thunderous sound in his body became stronger and stronger.
At the end, his entire body was filled with a layer of purple thunder!
Wang Ming was like a thunder god wearing a thunder robe, stepping towards the sky pillar step by step.
He looked at the towering pillar in front of him and gritted his teeth.
In the stunned eyes of the people in the audience, the Purple Thunder Golden Pill in Wang Ming's body burst out with endless thunder power!
Wang Ming tried hard to restrain his control.
He has never squeezed out every ounce of thunder power in the golden elixir like he is doing now.
Master Tailin moved his fingers, trying to stop him from doing this.
However, the next moment, he sighed secretly, but he didn't take action after all.
In the Divine Thunder Peak camp below the stage, Ao Yue, Yun Qiang and others also looked at Wang Ming nervously.
They wanted Wang Ming to surpass them, but they were also afraid that he would hurt them.
Yun Qiang even took out a few bottles of the best spiritual liquid, and when the second senior brother was exhausted, she rushed up and drank it for him!
Xuantong and the others on the stage looked at the thunder with purple meaning in shock, and murmured: "Shenxiao Purple Thunder!"
The elders at the judges' table also looked at the purple thunder ball in Wang Ming's hand in disbelief.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to see the purple thunder of the sky reappear in my lifetime. It's really the blessing of my ancestor!"
One of the elders said with an excited expression.
"Tailin, what kind of golden elixir has this disciple of yours produced?"
An elder asked.
Master Tailin turned his eyebrows and replied: "Purple Thunder Golden Pill!"
"That's right!"
The elder who asked the question shook his hand in excitement and pulled out two strands of his beard.
"According to records, the ancestor of your Divine Thunder Fengfeng lineage was also a second-grade Purple Thunder Golden Pill at that time!"
"This Purple Thunder Golden Pill may not be considered a second-grade Golden Pill, but it is comparable to a first-grade Golden Pill. As long as you practice it well, you will become a soul in the future."
"It seems that there is a successor to Divine Thunder Peak!"
Several elders sighed.
But Master Tailin was not happy.
The second apprentice now showed extraordinary talent in thunder, and of course he was happy for him.
However, Master Tailin is worried!
Without him, I am just afraid that brothers will fight against each other among their disciples.
You said that if the eldest disciple has such a talent for thunder, wouldn't it be a natural thing to inherit the Divine Thunder Peak?
It happened that the eldest son went to learn swordsmanship, and the second son's talent in thunder was outstanding.
What should I do if the eldest son inherits the position of Palm Peak in the future and the second eldest brother is not convinced and a quarrel breaks out?
However, Master Tailin did not reveal any of these thoughts.
His eyes glanced around Yue Chen's face, and he couldn't help but sigh when he saw a happy smile on his face.
It seems that maybe he is worrying too much?
Thinking of this, Master Tailin suppressed this idea in his heart and discussed it later.
At this time, there was silence in the audience.
Everyone looked at the dark purple thin line rising straight up in surprise, and were speechless for a long time.
After a while, a disciple of Shenlei Peak murmured: "Is this Shenxiao Purple Thunder? Senior brother, if I pinch you, will it hurt?"
"Ouch! Why are you pinching me?"
"It looks like it hurts. I didn't dream!"
The disciple suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted in shock.
"This is a big dark horse!"
"Back then, the Patriarch used this Divine Sky Purple Thunder to create the lineage of our Divine Thunder Peak."
"Yes, now that the Purple Thunder of the Divine Sky has reappeared, our Divine Thunder Peak will definitely shine brightly, overwhelming the other peaks."
"Hehe, I can't believe that we can also compete for the position of head coach!"
The disciples were talking among themselves below, and their voices penetrated Master Miaoran's consciousness, causing his face to darken.
Are these little bastards trying to usurp the throne before he abdicates?
Master Miaoran's eyes fell on the dark purple thin line that stopped.
His pupils suddenly opened wide, and the fingers stroking his beard couldn't help but tremble.
Eight point nine stars!
This little guy is incredible!
Miao Ran was so happy that he couldn't help but nod his head.
Everyone in the audience was only focused on looking at the eight-point-nine-star score, and did not notice Wang Ming's pale face at all.
Yue Chen's body swayed and he came to Wang Ming's side.
With a touch of his hand, a top-quality elixir came into Wang Ming's mouth.
Ao Yue and Yun Qiang, who were in the audience, exclaimed and almost flew onto the stage.
They still watched the eldest brother move, but they didn't make any move.
Yun Qiang squeezed the porcelain bottle in her hand tightly.
It's better to wait until the second senior brother comes down and then give it to him.
On the stage, Xuantong and others looked at the eight-point-nine-star scale, and felt that it was indeed the case.
This is because Wang Ming's level is too low. If he were promoted to two more levels, he would reach the level of nine stars!
"Junior Brother Xuanji is really unexpected!"
"It seems that the title of No. 1 Lei Xiu is stable!"
Xuan Yi and others also nodded, no one was dissatisfied.
Yue Chen supported Wang Ming and said softly: "You have given Master some face!"
The corners of Wang Ming's mouth curled up weakly.
Being recognized by his master and senior brother is what he wants most.
At this point, the test of the nine disciples of Divine Thunder Peak is completely over.
Fairy Taihuang gave Wang Ming a strange look, turned to the audience and said, "Everyone has seen the results of the test."
"The title of No. 1 Lei Cultivator falls on Xuanji, and he is truly worthy of it!"
A burst of fierce applause broke out from the audience, and Wang Ming's fans cheered loudly.
Moreover, the cheers are getting louder and louder!
Suddenly, a burst of intense purple light erupted from the arena.
"Um?"
"This is? A towering pile?"
Everyone looked at the huge column that erupted with purple light in amazement.
The elders at the judges' table were really impressed.
"Is this towering pile probably going to be promoted to a magic weapon?"
Master Miaoran looked at Master Tailin and asked.
"exactly!"
There was a smile that could not be concealed at the corners of Tailin's mouth.
Yue Chen and others also raised their heads in surprise, looking up at the towering pile that erupted with bright purple light.
Under the gaze of everyone, the huge sky-high pile was covered with a layer of purple light. After a burst of expansion and contraction, it actually shrank to three feet in length.
After shrinking, the towering pile became a purple stick.
After it circled in circles, it flew straight towards Wang Ming.
It stopped in front of Wang Ming, nodded lightly with its head, and rubbed Wang Ming's shoulder affectionately.
"After this towering pile became a magic weapon, it actually has great spirituality."
Master Miaoran stroked his beard and smiled.
"In Pindao's opinion, if this stick is properly cultivated, it may become a pure yang!"
One of the elders said something astonishingly idiomatic.