Although the swarthy youth’s words were weird, the flow of light from the crystal pillar still gathered behind the name.
Yi Yun held his breath. He was interested to know what the swarthy youth’s talent was.
However, to Yi Yun’s surprise, after the flow of light flashed a few seconds, it dissipated.
Evaluation results: Failed to meet the mark!
“What?”
Yi Yun was shocked. He had a feeling that this swarthy youth was no ordinary person. This was what he felt, maybe because of his sensitivity to energy.
In his mind, this swarthy youth’s talent should have exceeded “Knight”. He even thought that it might exceed it by more than one grade. However, the result only left Yi Yun scratching his head.
Was he mistaken?
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… I didn’t expect it to be this hard…” The dark-skinned lad scratched his head as he retreated with a silly laugh. However, he was not sad at all, and in fact said with an open mind, “I’ll just treat it as throwing out a brick so as to draw pieces of jade! Ha!”
“That idiot! His head must have been kicked by a donkey!”
Some people could not bear to watch him.
“He is just playing to the gallery. There is no lack of such people. There is no need to care about him!”
“For us to participate in this expedition with this dark-skinned kid and reach this point means our evaluation is about the same. It is so disgraceful…”
A bunch of elites like them had the same strength as such a retard.
“This kind of person gets more excited the more you talk about him. Young master Nantian, please show us what you got!”
“That’s right, young master. Go up and open our eyes!” The Shen Tu youth from before who wanted to kill Yi Yun chimed in excitedly.
However at this moment, Shen Tu Nantian swept over him with a gloomy gaze.
Shen Tu Nantian did indeed not have much confidence in this talent’s evaluation. If it was in the past, Shen Tu Nantian would have been somewhat confident, but now…
Half a year ago, Yi Yun fed him the Seven Noxious Divine Yin Pill, causing a great deal of damage to his strength. Even though he had used many treasures, he had not fully recovered.
Others were improving and their cultivations were skyrocketing by the day.
Shen Tu Nantian however had yet to recover his strength. In the past 6 months, he had only recovered about 80%.
“I have been nourished for so long after all… Even though it is not my peak standard, I should still be much stronger than the others.”
Shen Tu Nantian took a deep breath and walked before the crystal pillar. With two fingers, he slashed his palm and began writing his name.
His words were elegant and contained sword Qi. It was as if every stroke was carved out by a sword.