"The power of fighting, three stages!"
Looking at the five big characters shining and even a little dazzling on the test magic stone tablet, the teenager's face was expressionless, and the corners of his lips had a touch of self-deprecating and clenched palms. Because of the strength, the slightly sharp nails were deeply pierced into the palm of the palm, bringing bursts of pain...
"Xiao Yan, the power of fighting, three paragraphs! Level: Low level!" Next to the magic stone tablet, a middle-aged man took a look at the information displayed on the monument and announced it indifferently...
As soon as the middle-aged man blurted out, he unexpectedly brought a sarcastic commotion in the crowded square.
"Three paragraphs? Hey hey, as I expected, this "genius" has been walking in place again this year!"
"Oh, this waste has really lost the face of the family."
"If the patriarch hadn't been his father, this kind of waste would have been expelled from the family and let himself die, and there would be no chance to stay in the family for nothing."
"Alas, how can the talented teenager in Wentan City in the past be so depressed now?"
"Who knows? Maybe he did something wrong and made the gods angry..."
The disdainful ridicule and sighs of regret from around him fell in the ears of the teenager who stayed in place like a wooden stake, like a sharp thorn stuck in his heart, making the teenager's breath slightly short.
The teenager slowly raised his head, revealing a somewhat delicate and tender face. His dark eyes swept over the mocking peers around him. The self-deprecation at the corners of the teenager's mouth seemed to become more bitter.
"Are these people so mean? Perhaps it's because they showed the most humble smile in front of them three years ago, so now they want to return it..." With a bitter smile, Xiao Yan turned around lonely and quietly returned to the last row of the team. The lonely figure was a little out of place with the world around him.
"Next, Xiao Mei!"
Listening to the shouts of the tester, a girl ran out of the crowd quickly. As soon as the girl appeared, the discussion nearby was much smaller. A pair of slightly hot eyes firmly locked the girl's cheeks...
The girl is only about fourteen years old. Although it is not perfect, the childish little face contains a faint charm, purity and charm, and a collection of contradictions, which made her success become the focus of attention of the audience...
The girl stepped forward quickly, touched the dark magic stone tablet with her little hands, and then slowly closed her eyes...
After the girl closed her eyes for a moment, the light lit up again on the dark magic stone tablet...
"Fighting spirit: Seven paragraphs!"
"Xiao Mei, fighting spirit: seven paragraphs! Level: Advanced!"
"Yeah!" Listening to the results shouted by the tester, the girl smiled proudly on her cheeks...
"Well, the seven-stage fighting spirit is really amazing. At this progress, I'm afraid it only takes at most three years for her to become a real fighter..."
"It deserves to be a seed-level figure in the family..."
Listening to the envy from the crowd, the smile on the girl's cheeks was a little more, vanity, which is an irresistible temptation for many girls...
With several sisters who usually laughed and talked to each other, Xiao Mei's eyes suddenly stopped on the lonely single shadow outside the crowd through the crowd...
After frowning and thinking for a moment, Xiao Mei still gave up the past idea. Now the two of them are no longer above the same class. According to Xiao Yan's performance in recent years, after becoming an adulthood, she can only be a lower-class person in the family at most, and she is talented, and she will become a strong man who is a key training for the family, and her future can be said to be unlimited.
"Alas..." With an inexplicable sigh, the energetic teenager three years ago suddenly appeared in Xiao Mei's mind. He practiced Qi at the age of four, and had the spirit of nine stages of fighting at the age of ten. At the age of 11, he broke through the ten-stage fighting spirit, successfully condensed the cyclone of fighting, and became the youngest fighter in the family in a hundred years!
At the beginning, teenagers were confident and immeasurable. I don't know how many girls rippled their hearts in spring. Of course, this also included the previous Xiao Mei.
However, the road of genius always seems to be tortuous. Three years ago, the genius teenager, whose reputation reached its peak, suddenly accepted the cruelest blow in his lifetime. Not only did he work hard to practice the cyclone of fighting that had not condensed for more than ten years, but overnight, but also the fighting spirit in his body became less and less weird with the passage of time.
The direct result of the disappearance of fighting spirit is to lead to the continuous retreat of its strength.
From the altar of genius, it fell overnight to the point where ordinary people were not as good as ordinary people. This kind of blow made the teenager lose his mind from then on. The name of genius was gradually replaced by disdain and ridicule.
The higher the standing, the harder you fall. This fall may never have a chance to get up.
"Next, Xiao Xuner!"
In the noisy crowd, the tester's voice sounded again.
As these elegant names sounded, the crowd suddenly calmed down, and all eyes suddenly shifted.
Where everyone's sights gathered, a girl in a purple dress stood elegantly, and her calm, immature and beautiful face did not change because of everyone's attention.
The girl's cold and indifferent temperament is like the first bloom of the lotus. At a young age, she has begun to have a refined temperament. It is hard to imagine how the girl will fall in love with the country if she grows up in the future...
In terms of beauty and temperament, this purple dress girl is undoubtedly a little better than the previous Xiao Mei. No wonder everyone present is acting like this.
Lianbu moved slightly. Before the girl named Xiao Xuner walked to the magic stone tablet, her little hand stretched out, and the purple sleeves inlaid with black gold silk slipped down, revealing a snow-white and delicate wrist, and then touched the stone tablet...
Slightly quiet, above the stone tablet, the dazzling light bloomed again.
"The spirit of fighting: nine paragraphs! Level: Advanced!"
Looking at the font above the stone tablet, there was a silence in the field.
"... It's horrible that it's nine paragraphs! I'm afraid Miss Xuner is the first of the younger generation in the family. After the silence, the teenagers around them couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and their eyes were full of awe...
The spirit of fighting is the only way for every fighter. The spirit of fighting in the first level is divided into one to ten stages. When the fighting spirit in the body reaches ten stages, it can condense the cyclone of fighting and become a respected fighter!
In the crowd, Xiao Mei frowned and stared at the purple-dressed girl in front of the stone tablet, with a trace of jealousy flashing on her cheeks...
Looking at the information on the stone tablet, there was a rare smile on the indifferent face of the middle-aged tester beside him, and said slightly respectfully to the girl, "Miss Xuner, in half a year, you should be able to unite the cyclone. If you succeed, become a real fighter at the age of 14, you are the second person of the Xiao family in a hundred years!"
Yes, the second person, the first person, is Xiao Yan who faded the aura of genius.
"Thank you." The girl nodded slightly, and her plain little face was not happy because of his praise. She turned around quietly, and then slowly walked to the decadent teenager at the end of the crowd in the hot attention of the crowd...
"Brother Xiao Yan." As she passed by the teenager, the girl suddenly stepped down and bent respectfully bent to Xiao Yan. On her beautiful face, there was an elegant smile that made the girls around her jealous.
"Is there any qualification for you to call that now?" Looking at the brightest pearl in front of her who has grown into the family, Xiao Yan said bitterly that after she was depressed, she was one of the few people who still respected her.
"Brother Xiao Yan, you once told Xuner before that you must be able to put it down before you can pick it up. It's easy to put it easy!" Xiao Xuner smiled and said softly, and her slightly immature voice was heartwarming.
"Ha ha, comfortable person? I can only say it. Do you think I look like a comfortable person now? And... the world doesn't belong to me in the first place." Xiao Yan laughed at himself and said in a dimnful way.
Facing Xiao Yan's decadence, Xiao Xuner's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly and said seriously, "Brother Xiao Yan, although I don't know what's going on, Xuner believes that you will stand up again and get back your glory and dignity..." Here, there was a slight pause. The girl's fair face showed a faint crimson for the first time: "Brother Xiao Yan in those years, it was really attractive..."
"Ha ha..." Facing the girl's undisguised frank words, the teenager smiled awkwardly, but he didn't say anything more. He was not in vain. But now he really didn't have the qualification and mood. He turned around lonelyly and walked slowly outside the square...
Standing in place and looking at the teenager's seemingly isolated lonely back, Xiao Xuner hesitated for a moment, and then quickly chased him in the howling of jealous wolves behind her and walked side by side with the teenager...
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