C3

CHAPTER III BENDING TEST

Time flew by, and four years had gone by. Unknowingly, Sobbing Soul's training had ended, and he had grown up. After four years of training, Sobbing Soul's qualities had improved, and he had already become number one among the current generation of disciples.

Since the training had ended, he could now rest for a few days.

Early morning. Sobbing Soul performed his usual punching routine on the rotten street. He put on the Heavy Armor, Heavy Armor, and Leg Wrist Armour, one by one. Get everything ready to go.

"Dad, good morning!"

"Mm, Hun'er, where are you going?" Leng Tiexin had just left the house.

"Today, the family's innate talent test is going to be held. I have to participate."

"En, alright. Your mother, I and I are busy with the matters of the family." Leng Tiexin.

"I know!" I'm going. "

After he finished speaking, he left the side yard in a good mood. Arriving at the site of the innate talent test, there was a pillar in the middle. Many of the family disciples and accompanying parents were gathered around the arena.

"Hun'er, are you ready?" Leng Mu's Great Elder asked with concern. These few years, the relationship between Great Elder Leng Mu and Sobbing Soul was very deep.

"Grandpa Mu, I'm ready. I'm looking forward to it, hehe!" "Oh right, how will the testing column be tested?"

"That test column has a hundred Inscription Patterns of Inherent Skills carved horizontally. The closer one gets to the 100th meridian from the bottom to the top, the higher one's talent is. "

"So it's like that. I wonder how many of my natural talent lines can reach." I'm looking forward to it. How many natural talent patterns do you think I can attain, Grandpa Mu?

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"I don't know. It's up to you, but I think you'll win." The Great Elder of Cold Wood encouraged.

"Right now, the innate talent test is starting. Everyone just needs to place their right hand on the innate talent test pillar, and start the innate talent test when the name is called." The captain of the guard of the Leng Clan, who was standing beside the Talent Analysis Pillar, said coldly.

"Number 49 is too expensive, come up." Cold.

Leng Gui slowly walked towards the Talent Analysis Pillar and stuck his right hand onto it. The body of the pillar emitted a beam of light, starting from the first Inherent skill imprint and climbing upwards, until the fiftieth skill imprint stopped.

"Cold and expensive, medium talent." The cold side announced the situation of the expensive innate talent test expressionlessly.

"Next number forty-eight, Leng Yuan, come up for your test." Leng Yi looked at the roster.

The cold element stuck to the cylinder. He felt uneasy.

"Number forty-eight, Leng Yuan. Twenty-nine natural patterns, low grade talent." Leng Yi looked disdainfully at Leng Yuan.

Leng Yuan dejectedly walked down the arena.

… ….

"The last one, Number 1, Cold Sobbing Soul. Come up for your test." When he read this name, his eyes lit up. This person was actually the person worth paying attention to the most. Because this was his future master.

Leng Xiao Hun slowly walked towards the Inherent Marking Pillar. He was extremely nervous. It felt like this flight of stairs was very long. He finally arrived in front of the Inherent skill pattern pillar. He placed his hand in front of the Talent Analysis Pillar.

One second, two seconds,... Ten seconds. Talent test

There was no reaction from the pillar at all. Weeping Soul was dumbfounded.

Sobbing Soul looked at Leng Yi in dejection. Don't talk about the Weeping Soul. Leng Yi was stunned. His mind went blank. This was something that had never happened before. The entire testing site was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

"At this time, there was a burst of laughter." "Hahaha, there's actually someone lower than me. Hahahaha, I'm so happy that I haven't even reached a single Inscription." Leng Yuan mocked from below the stage. Leng Yuan felt that his inferior talent was actually inferior to his own. Instantly, he felt that he wasn't bad at all.

"How can he not have talent? Whose child is he? How can he be so weak?" The parents of a family disciple discussed

"Shhh, lower your voice. I know who he is. He's the only son of our family head." Another clan disciple said. Everyone was discussing that the son of the family head was a trash without talent.

Sobbing Cold Soul listened to everyone's mockery. His body trembled non-stop. Each and every ridicule was like a steel knife stabbing into his heart. He bit his lower lip hard with his teeth, but he still didn't feel the teeth digging into his flesh. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth to the ground. How could a ten year old boy withstand such a blow? Such a cruel fact caused him to fall to his knees with a "plop" as he sobbed incessantly, "It's not true, it's not true."

The clan disciples below continued their endless discussion.

"Impudent! All of you, shut up!" Leng Xiao looked at the pitiful state of Leng Sobbing Soul and felt that everyone was going too far.

In the distant pavilion, he was watching his son test his innate talent. Although Leng Tiexin was usually very busy, he was always paying attention to his son and loved him very much.

"Hahaha, this little brat must have received a huge blow right? You call him little brat. All day long, you've been showing off, and now you're getting impatient." Leng Tiexin laughed loudly.

"Hmph, if our son doesn't have talent, why are you still laughing?" Liu Fei cried.

"Just watch, Fei, it's not like that. Our son is not trash. You have to believe in him and let him remember better." Leng Tiexin said with a smile.

Liu Fei looked at Leng Tiexin with suspicion.

Leng Yi was puzzled. They felt that everyone had more or less the potential, and that it was impossible for them to not have one. Something must be wrong. Leng Yi paid close attention to Crying Soul and wondered what was going on. It didn't matter from the beginning to the end. Suddenly, she saw the hand of the Weeping Soul.

Understood, Leng Yi was speechless. So … It turned out that Crying Soul's hand had not touched the testing column.

Weeping Soul prepared to drop his hands, lowered his head, and turned to leave. Seeing Great Elder Leng Mu looking at him with a smile, he also felt extremely sarcastic in his heart.

"Young Master, wait a moment. You haven't even tested yourself, why are you gone?" Leng Ning smiled at Leng Wuhen.

"I don't even have talent, what are you testing me for?" Saying this, he prepared to leave.

"Young master, your hand didn't stick to the test column, so it didn't show your talent." Leng Yi continued to speak.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow. He's so powerful. I'm too impatient." Leng Xiao Hun, who was walking down the stage, quickly ran to Leng Yi and said excitedly.

Looking at the dripping blood from the corner of his mouth, the teary eyes of the young master, he could only bitterly smile and nod his head.

"Wakaka, it turns out that I am not without talent." Weeping Soul walked to the front of the pillar and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He then stretched out his right hand and pressed it against the pillar.

Everyone in the arena was still discussing this.

The pillar instantly became extremely dazzling. The natural pattern pillar swiftly ascended from the 1st to the 100th. The entire natural talent test column was incomparably transparent, and it was incredibly dazzling in the entire arena. Everyone in the arena fell silent.

This time, Leng Tie Xin, Liu Fei, and the Great Elder were stunned again and again.

Innate talent, peerless genius. Leng Yi said excitedly, "Number 1, Leng Sobbing Soul, a full innate talent."

He heard Leng Xiao Sobbing Soul smiling as he slowly fell to the ground. Just as Leng Xiao was about to catch Leng Xiao Sobbing Soul, a sudden gust of wind blew by. Focusing, he saw that the head of the family was hugging the young master.

"Greetings, Patriarch!" Leng Yi cupped his fist and knelt on one knee.

"Stand up." Leng Tiexin said expressionlessly.

Leng Tiexin turned around to look at everyone. Everyone kneeled on the ground and said, "Greetings, Patriarch."

"All of you, get up. No one is allowed to spread the news of this matter today. An A level order to seal one's mouth; those who divulge it will be killed without pardon. Everyone disperse!"