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Suppressing his excitement, Qing Lei walked down the stage amidst the waves of ridicule. He was slightly excited in his heart, but the recovery of his Dou Qi also raised Qing Lei's desire to practice Dou Qi. He believed that with his talent in training, it would not be difficult for him to regain the title of a genius.

As for the Burning Heaven Arts, it was Qing Lei's own secret, so it would not be revealed easily.

Ignoring the sounds of ridicule, Qing Lei went back to where he was sitting before. His figure looked frail, but the excitement in his heart was something no one could understand.

"Are these people trying to ridicule me in order to repay the humble smile that they once displayed in front of me?" Qing Lei glanced at his father with an unfazed expression, then he looked at his father, Qingcheng.

Looking at his father's gloomy face and the undisguised mocking faces around him, Qing Lei couldn't help but mutter, "I will prove myself, father."

"Next, Qing Feng." Soon, under the old man's shout, a young man who was slightly bigger than Qing Lei was called up the stage.

With a familiar expression, he placed his hands on the Eye Crystal Monument, and the youth slowly closed his eyes.

After a moment, the stone tablet began to emit a dazzling light.

"Dou Qi: 9 Duan."

"Qing Feng, Dou Qi: 9 Duan!" Level: Advanced. "

"Waa, young master Qing Feng is amazing. Look, he's so handsome …"

"As expected of the chief's son. With his cultivation speed, he should be able to become the strongest within the Qing Family's young generation in less than half a year."

"What a terrifying cultivation speed, but it's a pity he can only be ranked second …"

"Young Master Qing Feng, with your cultivation speed, you should be able to successfully form a Dou Qi Soul within half a year. If you succeed, you will become the second person in a century to form the Qing Family."

Yes, the second person to reach Qing Family in a hundred years.

And the first person was Qing Lei, who had lost his halo of genius.

As the old man finished speaking, Qing Feng, who was on the stage, swept his eyes over Qing Lei, who was in a secluded area on the field.

"A second person? Hmph, first impression first, who can remember the second person in the past hundred years of Qing Family? But, as the number one person, why did you become like this? You were my target in the past, but now … "

The young man sighed and walked down the stage. Under the elder's next shout, he walked to Qing Lei's side without caring about the respect from the crowd. He stood still and looked at the test on the stage in silence.

The two youths stood together. One of them was slightly thin, while the other had a haughty aura, showing that they weren't people of the same level.

With Qing Feng's appearance, the crowd instantly quieted down. Although they didn't know what Qing Feng wanted to do, they still made a space for the two teenagers.

"Qing Rou, Dou Qi, 8 Duan!" Level: Advanced. "

With another announcement from the old man, a young lady in white slowly left the platform. At this time, the crowd below the stage all looked at the young girl. Their eyes were reluctant to part with her, but they were all watching this young girl who was as beautiful as a fairy.

The young girl gave off a refined and noble feeling. Her sparkling white face, delicate skin, crescent brows, clear eyes and white teeth, and cherry lips made it seem like she wasn't even close to being able to topple cities or topple empires.

"If you lose, Qing Rou is mine." After a long while, Qing Feng said excitedly as he looked at the girl in white who was walking down the stage.

"Whatever. Anyway, I don't have any feelings for her …"

"Damn, you know she likes you." Before Qing Lei could finish his sentence, Qing Feng suddenly exploded on the side. He grabbed Qing Lei's collar and said angrily.

[What kind of man is this? How can he remain unmoved when he is standing right in front of me?] Is he still a man?

Qing Feng seemed to feel that his actions would bring dissatisfaction to the young girl, so he gently put Qing Lei down and tidied up his clothes for him. He said unwillingly: "I want to have an open competition with you."

"Idiot!" He sighed. This was Qing Lei's only opinion of him. This guy was simply a complete idiot.

"Qing Mr Lei." The girl stepped off the platform and, under the burning gaze of the crowd, came to where Qing Feng and Qing Lei were. She bent over Qing Lei, her sweet voice like the spring breeze, but she did not greet Qing Feng.