Chapter 322 (2/2)

”Talent level one, not qualified!” The old man shook his head.

”I'll try, too!”

”Talent level one, not qualified!”

”I'll do it!”

”Talent level 2, unqualified!”

”No first level talent, unqualified!”

”Ha ha ha...”

When there was a character who didn't even have the first level talent, the whole audience couldn't help laughing and laughing.

It's a shame that people who are ridiculed want to find a way to get in.

With the passage of time, more and more people are motivated to test their talents. Unfortunately, most of the first and second level, and the third level is fengmaolingjiao.

One by one, they went up full of expectation, but they came down with disappointment. No one was surprised.

At this time, long Aotian, as the first king, can't help but come to the front of crystal, and immediately attracts everyone's attention.

For long Aotian, most people were not surprised. After all, what long Aotian practiced was the nine turn magic formula.

The magic of jiuzhuan magic formula is that it can improve people's root and bone, and improve people's talent potential. Once dragon is proud of heaven, it is a level 6 talent. Five years later, his cultivation has been improved. This time, maybe he can reach level 7 and become a registered disciple.

Long Aotian's right hand is slowly put up. At this moment, it can be said that all people are looking forward to seeing long Aotian, to see if he can break the magic spell and become a registered disciple of the supreme holy palace.The red light comes on, and then it comes to orange, then yellow, green , blue.

When it comes to blue, when the blue light comes on, it's already slow, but it's still getting brighter and brighter.

Slowly, when the blue is about to light up to the extreme, the color has been slow, and you will see it slowly to purple.

The audience held their breath, and even the old man showed interest. In their eyes, there was also a faint expectation.

However, seeing that it was about to rush to the purple, the blue light couldn't rush up. It was almost impossible to rush up. Even the people present were worried about long Aotian.

Long Aotian's face is red, and his palms are pressing on the crystal ball, as if he could improve his talent.

The old man flashed his disappointment, shook his head, and said, ”don't try again. Your talent has reached the limit. No matter how futile it is. Unless your physical cultivation can break through the king of Wu, then there is hope. Almost, you are not qualified to be a registered brother of the supreme holy palace.”

Long Aotian's face is not willing, but he also knows what the old man said. He puts down his hand and leaves the crystal ball, but his gloomy face, everyone knows that he is in a bad mood at the moment.

It's no wonder that he is still a little bit short of success, but that makes him rejected, and his depression can be imagined.