As the crowd in the plaza buzzed with discussion, Su Chen, with his robe fluttering and long hair flowing, had already landed together with Ruo Ximeng.
After Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng touched down, several figures who had been traveling with Su Chen earlier finally landed on the plaza, slightly out of breath.
Everyone looked on and were stunned yet again.
Good heavens! The five who landed after Su Chen were none other than the five Elders of the Divine Movement Sect—the Divine Movement Five Elders.
The Divine Movement Sect was already renowned for its speed, and when the Divine Movement Five Elders joined forces, their speed would double.
Yet just now, Su Chen had effortlessly left the Divine Movement Five Elders far behind. Who was this man, to be such a monstrous talent!
Su Chen paid little mind to the surrounding stares. At this moment, he was already leading Ruo Ximeng toward the testing area.
To register for the Qingyou Grand Tournament, one had to pass the test.
“Uh… What the heck is this?”
Seeing many people crowding around a stone stele, Su Chen was taken aback. Listening to the constant exclamations from the crowd, he grew even more confused.
Ruo Ximeng’s little face was just as blank with confusion; she, too, had no idea what this thing was.
“Esteemed guests, this is the Testing Stele. You two are here for the Qingyou Grand Tournament, aren’t you?”
While Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng were still puzzled, a young girl dressed in a pale yellow gown spoke with great respect.
She was a disciple of Yuntian Palace, responsible for receiving guests and answering questions for those participating in the Qingyou Grand Tournament.
“That’s right, we’re here for the Qingyou Grand Tournament. How do we sign up?”
Su Chen nodded slightly and continued to ask.
“To register for the Qingyou Grand Tournament, you need to pass the Testing Stele’s assessment.”
“This test is very simple. Just strike the Testing Stele with your full strength.”
“The Testing Stele will rate your power based on the force of your blow.”
“The Testing Stele’s rating ranges from Level 1 to Level 100. Only those whose strength reaches Level 30 can sign up for the Qingyou Grand Tournament.”
“Most young disciples have strength around Level 20. Reaching Level 30 already makes you an Elite. If your strength exceeds Level 60, you can be called a Heavenly Talent.”
At this moment, the Yuntian Palace disciple in the pale yellow gown patiently explained to Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng.
After her explanation, Su Chen understood completely.
From time to time, loud commotion and exclamations erupted near the Testing Stele.
Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng watched with keen interest from the side.
At this moment, many Heavenly Talents were testing themselves at the Testing Stele, and quite a few cultivators managed to reach above Level 30.
Even within Yuntian Palace, those who could reach above Level 30 in the strength test were considered Elites, admired by all.
“Zhao Mengyang, strength test, Level 32! Test passed. Permitted to participate in the Qingyou Grand Tournament!”
At this time, the Yuntian Palace Deacon responsible for recording the Testing Stele results announced in a loud voice.
Many young cultivators nearby cast admiring gazes at the youth in the center.
“Senior Brother Zhao, you’re amazing!”
A young girl gazed at Zhao Mengyang with stars in her eyes, her face full of admiration.
“Heh… Just a warm-up, not worth mentioning.”
Zhao Mengyang’s lips curled in a proud smile, though he still pretended not to care in his tone.
Although he hadn’t used his full strength just now, it was definitely not just a warm-up—he had used at least eighty percent of his power in that punch.
After Zhao Mengyang, the tests continued, and soon it was Ding Zhen of the Divine Fist Sect’s turn.
When Ding Zhen stepped up, the girl who had explained the Testing Stele to Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng also smiled and said, “This is Senior Brother Ding Zhen from the Divine Fist Sect. A year ago, his strength had already reached Level 50. After another year, he must have improved even further.”
After she finished, Shen Ling looked at Ding Zhen in front of the Testing Stele with great anticipation.
Su Chen just smiled warmly, saying nothing more.
This Yuntian Palace disciple was a warm-hearted person. Though he could be sharp-tongued at times, there was no need to dampen her spirits now.
In his eyes, neither this so-called Divine Fist Sect Heavenly Talent nor that Zhao Mengyang from earlier were worth mentioning.
“Hah!”
Just then, Ding Zhen let out a sudden roar in front of the Testing Stele, his eyes sweeping coldly over the crowd, proud and unmatched!
Under everyone’s gaze, Ding Zhen gathered his strength and punched through the air.
“Bang!”
With a mighty punch, wind roared, and the Testing Stele rang out with a loud explosion.
At that moment, glowing characters appeared on the Testing Stele’s array screen: Level 62.
“Hiss—”
The whole place was shaken!
A Heavenly Talent! A true Heavenly Talent!
Zhao Mengyang had been impressive, but his strength only reached Level 32—barely enough to be called an Elite.
But Ding Zhen was different. With one punch, his strength reached Level 62!
With such strength, Ding Zhen was sure to shine brightly in this Qingyou Grand Tournament!
Beside Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng, Shen Ling gazed at the departing Ding Zhen with envy in her eyes.
She had no idea how long it would take her to gain such overwhelming strength.
“Oh hohoho!”
“Shen Ling, how did you end up hanging around with nameless Scattered Cultivators? These two plain-looking fellows aren’t here for the Qingyou Grand Tournament too, are they?”
Just then, an extremely unpleasant voice rang out.
The owner of the voice was a blonde, blue-eyed woman with a noble bearing and an arrogant face.
‘Xia Caiyan!’
Shen Ling’s heart skipped a beat; she hadn’t expected to run into this person here.
This was her arch-rival, Xia Caiyan, the Heavenly Daughter of Piaoxue Palace. Xia Caiyan had always been at odds with her.
At this moment, Shen Ling cast an apologetic glance at Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng.
This time, Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng were being mocked by Xia Caiyan because of her.
But just then, Shen Ling was momentarily stunned.
Because both Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng were wearing calm, indifferent expressions, treating Xia Caiyan as if she were invisible.
They were just too composed.
So composed, it was as if they weren’t the ones being targeted by Xia Caiyan’s taunts.
That was just awkward!
If the one feeling awkward isn’t me, then it must be someone else.
The proud smile on Xia Caiyan’s face froze instantly; she hadn’t expected anyone to ignore her.
As the Heavenly Daughter of Piaoxue Palace, she had always been the one to ignore others, not the other way around!
Seeing this, though it was a bit improper, Shen Ling couldn’t help but feel secretly delighted.
So even Xia Caiyan could be ignored by others.
“You two, didn’t you hear what I said?”
Xia Caiyan glared coldly at Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng.
As long as Su Chen and Ruo Ximeng retorted, she could immediately show them the difference between the disciples of prestigious sects and Scattered Cultivators.
However.
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