C80 (2/2)

Today, in order to welcome the Master Dong, almost all of the inscription masters and disciples of the Royal City had appeared, and only a mere hundred or so people were waiting at the entrance.

The number of people in the Royal City was tens of millions, and the number of Martial Cultivator s in the Clear Heart Stage and above were far more than tens of thousands. However, the number of people whose mental strength met the requirements to become an Inscription disciple were only a little more than a hundred people.

Not one in a hundred.

The difficulty was so great that it was truly one in a hundred.

But this boy in front of him, dressed simply and looking as if he had just come from a small place, was actually daring enough to say that he wanted to participate in the inscription apprentice examination?

Do you think that the inscription apprentice examination is as simple as treating someone to a meal?

”Kid, you really want to participate?”

Hua Tianlee's gloomy face revealed a smile.

”Of course Ye Feng has to participate in the exam, but not now!” Huo Jing'er's eyes flashed with anxiousness as she spoke first.

”Hmm?” Ye Feng looked at her strangely.

Huo Jing'er tugged at the corner of Ye Feng's clothes, and sound transmitted: ”Ye Feng, don't be tricked by him. The apprentice apothecary examination was divided into two stages. The second stage was nothing, but the first stage was not so simple. In the past, when Martial Cultivator s participated in the examination, they would often need to focus their attention on gathering energy and nurture their minds for a few days.

”Who is like you? Even an inscription master has only just heard of this, and yet you suddenly want to take the test?”

Huo Jing'er did not say it out loud.

These three spirit attacks simulated three different levels of spiritual power attacks, from the first to the third. If the Martial Cultivator could not take it, he would easily be injured during the assessment. Being humiliated was a small matter, and if it got any worse, he would become an idiot.

It was not an alarmist story. It was basically a tragedy that happened every year.

Hearing Huo Jing'er's words, Ye Feng sank into deep thought.

He didn't fight battles he wasn't sure of.

Seeing the two of them muttering to themselves for a while, then Ye Feng started frowning, Hua Tianlee and the rest suddenly became arrogant.

Amongst this group of people, Hua Tianlee was the son of the prime minister and had a status similar to Seventh Princess Huo Jing'er. His mental strength might not be the strongest, but with his identity and the influence of the number one genius of the country, Hua Tiancheng, he had a huge power amongst the inscription disciples.

These inscription disciples did not dare to be too unreasonable to the Seventh Princess, but they were not afraid of Ye Feng at all.

”Brat, you don't have the guts to go back to the countryside and drink milk. You shouldn't be here.”

”Idiot, how dare you dream of becoming a member of an inscription apprentice?”

”A carp leaping over a dragon's gate? The minimum requirement for that is to be a carp. How dare a slug who doesn't know his limits say such arrogant words?”

”Seventh Princess, you have the identity of a prince of Tiantang, Jinzhi Jade Leaf. Don't let this slug continue to follow you, otherwise, you will lose your value …”

”...”

Hua Tianlee was elated. Standing on the tall steps, he looked down at Ye Feng.

It seems like this kid knew when to retreat.

After saying all that just now, he could only roll back gloomily. It could be said that he had disrupted Huo Jing'er's spirit.

But he scared the kid off just like that?

What a bargain.

Hua Tianlee was a little disappointed.

”You seem to want me to take the examination?” Ye Feng looked up at Hua Tianlee, and suddenly, a smile bloomed on his face, his eyes revealing a look of determination, ”Then … As you wish. ”Let's go!”