C20 In the Talent Test

"Next, Zhao Kun of the first grade."

"I'm here."

When the youth heard that it was his turn to test himself, he walked past the psionic testing machine with arrogant steps.

A single digit number appeared on the testing machine as the electronically synthesized girl reported:

"Zhao Kun's talent is worth nine."

What? My talent is only nine. Zhao Kun didn't dare to believe his eyes. There must be something wrong with the instrument. It must be.

Zhao Kun quickly tried again, but the result was still nine.

"Student, you can leave now. It's time for the next student's test."

The teacher in charge of the apparatus on the side said coldly.

"What bullshit apparatus, all of them are fake. Your father's talent is only in single digits?" I'm going to smash this apparatus! "

With the truth laid out in front of him, Zhao Kun still couldn't believe it. He became a little crazy and started shouting at his teacher.

The teacher directly slapped Zhao Kun's face and sent him flying. As he struggled on the ground, the teacher coldly laughed.

"Your family is too used to you. You are throwing a tantrum here and no one cares if you die. Only powerful people have the right to be angry."

After sending two people to drag Zhao Kun away, the spiritual energy exam continued. However, the people at the scene became more honest.

Everyone realized that the cultivation academy they were in was different from an ordinary one. How could it be so easy to beat someone up?

Very good, the teacher said with a slight smile.

"This is a school?"

Xuanyang was a bit confused. No matter what, he would not casually hit someone in his era. Lin Yue's mouth twitched a little, but she was also a little confused.

"I... I don't know. "Alright."

"Nine."

"Seven."

"Eleven."

….

The psionic assessment tester was conducted in an orderly manner. Those students who were laughing at others at the start immediately stopped laughing when they saw their talent. Some of them even had tears left in their eyes.

Actually, the testing speed was very fast. Just walk around in the apparatus for a while and the talent would come out. Although it was very simple, it was very effective.

As for the refiners, it was very simple as long as they could assemble the machine within the specified time.

However, there weren't many people who would choose a refiner. There were already more than a hundred people who had already tested, and only two people who had signed up to be a refiner.

"First grade's class three, Lin Yue."

Lin Yue glanced at Xuanyang as she walked past the testing machine.

"Lin Yue's talent is worth 32."

"32, not bad talent, focus on training target." A teacher said as he wrote it down.

Lin Yue looked at Xuanyang beside the device. She puffed out her chest with a trace of pride in her eyes.

This took Xuanyang by surprise. Although in Xuanyang's eyes, Lin Yue's innate talent was still low, but Lin Yue was also the highest level of innate talent.

Xuanyang did not go to see Lin Yue's cultivation level, and now, he could tell that Lin Yue's cultivation level should be at the second level of the Postnatal realm.

Among this new student, Xuanyang was a lot ahead of the others. Suddenly spreading out his Spiritual Sense, Xuanyang instantly knew everyone's cultivation level. Even though it wasn't too high, most of the students who came here to cultivate had already stepped into the realm of cultivation.

"First grade's class three, Lee Xuanyang."

Just as Xuanyang was about to release his spiritual sense, the teacher shouted. Xuanyang retracted his consciousness and walked to the side of the apparatus. The other Psionic Power tester was standing beside Ouyang Hao. When Ouyang Hao saw Xuanyang, he extended his hand to greet him.

"Xuanyang, Xuanyang."

Xuanyang didn't even look at Ouyang Hao as he walked into the instrument. Xuanyang could clearly feel a faint light wandering around his body.

Walking out of the device, the device made a sound and a number appeared on the screen at the same time.

"Lee Xuanyang's talent is definitely zero."

Everyone present was dumbfounded, his talent was zero! This is too low. It wasn't that he couldn't cultivate due to his zero natural talent. It was just that his cultivation speed would be extremely slow, so it would be better for him not to step into the realm of cultivation.

Xuanyang didn't care at all. He had already become an immortal. Not to mention having zero talent, he wouldn't even mind losing a hundred, losing a thousand Xuanyang. He wouldn't die anyway.

The scene turned silent for a moment, then instantly burst into an uproar, especially the little fatty Ouyang Hao. He laughed so hard that tears were flowing out of his eyes. He lay on the ground and twitched non-stop.

Ouyang Hao had laughed enough. He wiped his tears and shouted at Xuanyang:

"I say, Xuanyang, isn't your talent a bit too good?" I'll show you how talented I am. I still need to participate in the Refiners' Refining Faction later on. "

After saying that, Ouyang Hao also entered the device. Lin Yue hastily comforted Xuanyang.

"Don't listen to others. Maybe the device is malfunctioning, and your talent isn't absolute. I believe you will definitely be able to cultivate."

Lin Yue did not say the latter half of the sentence, "You will definitely become a cultivator with me."

When Ouyang Hao walked out, he held his head high and walked towards Xuanyang. He didn't even need to look to know what his innate talent value was.

"Ouyang Hao's talent is definitely zero."

"Did you hear that, Xuanyang? I have zero talent, not good at all …" Eh, fuck, what zero? My talent is also zero? "

Ouyang Hao was initially full of confidence, but when he heard that his talent was also zero, he suddenly turned around to look at the big screen.

The screens on the two psionic testing machines were zero. One was from Xuanyang while the other was from Ouyang Hao. However, their moods were completely different.

One was already petrified.

"F * ck, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Ouyang Hao quickly went back and forth between the two machines. A female voice, that was synthesized from electronics, rang out again and again.

"Ouyang Hao's talent is definitely zero."

"Ouyang Hao's talent is definitely zero."

"Ouyang Hao's talent is definitely zero."

… ….

Ouyang Hao wanted to walk around in the machine again, but the teacher grabbed his clothes and lifted him up. Ouyang Hao's reaction was like a dying pig being bitten by a tiger, shaking desperately. Then the teacher was speechless and said:

"Student, I know how you are feeling, but the device isn't broken, so there's no need for you to test it again."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it …."

Ouyang Hao twisted his fat body and struggled nonstop. As the teacher was grabbing Ouyang Hao's clothes, Ouyang Hao kept twisting, which eventually led to the clothes being unable to bear Ouyang Hao's weight. With a hiss, the clothes on Ouyang Hao's upper body became strips of cloth.

Ouyang Hao's upper body was naked, and his fat body kept shaking. The girls at the scene instantly blushed, covering their eyes as they said to Ouyang Hao: "Ah ~ hooligan."

"I …"

Ouyang Hao took his shirt which had already become a strip of cloth and covered his stomach. He hurriedly ran away and did not participate in the Refiner's assessment.

"Student, do you still want to take the test again?"

The teacher looked at Xuanyang with a hint of regret in his voice. Xuanyang shook his head. It didn't matter if he was talented or not, he was still an immortal.

After this scene, the atmosphere became lively again, so the students were no longer afraid. In any case, Ouyang Hao and Xuanyang were at the bottom, so no matter how low their innate talent value was, it would not be lower than zero.

As time passed, the majority of the students' innate talent fluctuated between 8 and 13.

As the two male students walked past the psionic testing machine, the two machines suddenly burst out with numbers, and the same number appeared on the screen.

"Wang Lun's talent is forty-five."

"Ye Qi's talent is forty-five."