C3 Martial Cultivation Hall

Zheng Zizhou said, "After the innate talent test, the masters in Martial Cultivation Hall will awaken your innate soul power. The innate soul power will be awakened after the innate talent test. Just like how my innate talent was at level nine, my innate soul power was at level nine after it was awakened. This way, I would be a level nine Martial Disciple, and when your soul force reaches level ten... But if your innate soul energy is at rank 10, then you will become a rank 10 Martial Disciple. That is a Xiantian Martial Disciple. However, this kind of person is almost one in ten thousand. When a warrior reached level 20, he would become a level 20 martial master. And so on. Above a martial master was a general, and above that was a Wu Zong. After that was a Martial King, and above that was a Martial Emperor. Above a Martial Emperor was a Martial Emperor. The next level is Martial Immortal, and the last level is Martial Saint."

"Martial Disciples, Martial Warriors, Martial Masters, Generals. Wu Zongs, Martial Kings, Martial Emperors, Martial Emperors. Martial Emperor, Martial Immortal and Martial Saints have a total of ten levels, right?" Zheng Zinuo said as he counted with his fingers.

"Eh? Little brother, your memory is really good. You can remember it just by listening to it once." Zheng Zizhou was slightly stunned and praised. For a child who was eight years old and could not even count the numbers, he could remember it just by listening to the cultivation level. It was quite shocking. However, although Zheng Zinuo was usually a bit lazy, his brain was extremely smart. His memory was also very amazing. He had learned a lot of words at the age of eight. He understood a lot of principles and was much better than his peers.

"Hehe... Of course, because I am the future Martial Saint" Hearing Zheng Zizhou's praise, Zheng Zinuo could not help but fart again.

"You... Wait until the talent test is done, you are still a Martial Saint." Zheng Zizhou mocked.

The two brothers kept talking and laughing. Soon, Zheng Changfeng drove the carriage to the Martial Cultivation Hall Square in the center of town.

The huge square, which was nearly a hundred meters wide, was built with white marble. It looked very spectacular. People were coming and going on the square. There was an endless stream of people coming and going. Most of them were parents who brought their children to take the Martial Talent Test.

City B was a medium-sized city. The population of the city was about 100,000. Therefore, there were many children the size of Zheng Zinuo.

At this moment, a long dragon was standing in front of the tall and majestic door of Martial Cultivation Hall, which looked like a modern church. Zheng Zinuo counted the children carefully. There were actually no less than 30 children.

Zheng Changfeng parked the carriage and joined the line with his two sons. The children stood in a line while the adults stood in the other line. They consciously stood in two lines.

"Huh? Isn't that Martial Master Zheng?" As soon as he entered the line, a slightly bloated middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe turned around and said to Zheng Changfeng with a smile on his face. He then looked at Zheng Zinuo, who was beside him, and said, "Good boy, this must be Martial Master Zheng's young master. He was indeed talented. He has such an extraordinary temperament at such a young age. He will definitely be extraordinary in the future. "

"So it's Boss Chen. You flatter me, Boss Chen. How can an eight-year-old kid have such an aura?" Martial Master Zheng smiled. He had heard others praise his own child. Then, he looked at the little girl beside the man and asked, "Boss Chen also brought your daughter here today to test her talent?"

"I know, but I ask." The man with the surname Chen muttered to himself, but he still answered with a smile on his face. " Yeah, I'm bored and bored. Recently, the business of the cloth shop has been a little depressed. I just happened to be in the Martial Cultivation Hall for the talent test, so I brought my daughter here to have some fun." After saying that, he looked at the other young man beside Zheng Zinuo and nodded.

"Eldest Young Master is here as well. Back then, when Eldest Young Master was undergoing the innate talent test, I clearly remembered that it was a blue martial soul. The innate Heavenly Soul energy was at the ninth grade. At that time, it had shaken the entire City B. I presume that Martial Master Zheng's youngest son isn't that bad, haha... It's really enviable that he could become a martial cultivator. "

Although the words that Chen had said earlier were mostly hypocritical flattery, the last sentence was indeed true. In this continent of martial arts, being able to become a martial cultivator was indeed everyone's dream. Not only was the martial cultivator respected and respected by the people, it was also a group with a high income. As long as one registered a martial cultivator in Martial Cultivation Hall, they could receive a certain salary according to their rank. Not to mention, the talent of the martial cultivator was especially important. Not everyone could become a qualified martial cultivator.

If your talent test was a red martial soul, and the talent of the martial soul was below the third grade, including the third grade... If that was the case, then you would never be able to become a martial cultivator in your lifetime, because after awakening your innate soul force, it would be rank 0. No matter how you cultivate, you will never be able to cultivate true soul power. At most, you will only be a strong sportsman. You will never be able to become a qualified martial cultivator.

There were very few people with talent above rank 3. Among the one hundred examinees, there would not be more than three. There were more than a hundred million people in the Sun Martial Empire, and the number of registered martial cultivator was less than five hundred thousand. Therefore, the martial cultivator was a very enviable and respected profession.

"There's nothing to be envious of. In fact, life and death are decided by fate. Everyone has their own life." Zheng Changfeng said indifferently.

Boss Chen was slightly stunned when he heard that. An unknown anger immediately surged into his heart. However, he instantly suppressed it and continued to laugh. "Martial Master Zheng is right. Everyone has their own life." Then, he turned around and looked at the few people in front of him as they walked into the Martial Cultivation Hall. "It's about to begin. Martial Master Zheng, let's wait patiently."