Among these more than 100 people, the most people who are promoted to the saints account for the majority of people who are active in the second area. When the person who paid the first-level magic core came out, there were only more than 30 people left in the spot, which made the students who were not sure about the situation in the third area feel very confused. Although the third area is full of second-level magic beasts, they are all relatively low-attacks. For the saints who have condensed holy soldiers, it may be impossible for one person to deal with a monster, but as long as a few people unite to hunt the monsters in the third area.

It's not too difficult. It's definitely easier to hunt first-level monsters than students who are less powerful than those who are less powerful in the Saints. After all, the holy soldiers in the hands of the Saints are very powerful, far from comparable to those ordinary iron tools. Logically speaking, the chances of students in the third area completing tasks are definitely much higher than those active in the second area, but I didn't expect that the result would be like this. In the third area, only a pitiful thirty people completed the task, and the number of people was much smaller than those who completed tasks in the second area.

When the first student came to the teacher who paid the magic core, he took out all the magic cores from the space belt and gently placed them on the table. The student took out only three magic cores.

His eyes shook casually on the three first-level magic cores. The teacher who was about fifty and in charge of the review nodded slightly and said, "Well, it's not bad. You have passed the test, what's your name?"

"Teacher, my name is Cheng Yunfeng." The young man who paid the magic core was full of joy. The word "yes" has proved that the teacher's praise for him. Being able to receive the praise from the teacher is a great honor for him now.

The teacher picked up a pen and recorded it on the paper, then said, "Return the space belt to the academy and take your magic core down. This is your badge of honor, so be careful to hold it." As he said that, the teacher took out a badge from under the table and handed it to the student.

The student responded happily, carefully holding the badge of honor with both hands, and then walked off the arena with full of excitement.

"Next!"

....

Then, students took the magic core in their hands to the old man for identification, which was also considered as a record. The identification speed was very fast. In a blink of an eye, dozens of people had passed. Among them, only two had the least magic cores, and the most one even took out eight first-level magic cores, which surprised the old man who was doing the identification work.

At this time, it was a handsome and extraordinary youth who had a magic core. There was a small scar on his forehead. I think it was only been injured in the forest. There was a faint trace of blood on the edge of the scar.

The young man came to the old man with a calm face, silently untied the space belt on his waist, and then the magic cores were taken out of the space belt by the young man and placed them on the table one by one. As the magic cores were taken out of the space belt by the young man, a total of six first-level magic cores were soon placed on the table. The young man's movements did not stop, and he continued to slowly take out the magic cores from the space belt, without any rushing or impatient, and the expression on his face always seemed very indifferent. This shows that the young man was a very steady person.

When the young man took out six magic cores, the teacher in charge of the review finally became energetic. A faint smile appeared on an old face, he nodded slightly, and looked at the young man with a hint of admiration.

Soon, there were already ten magic cores taken out by the young man from the space belt. At this time, the old man responsible for identifying the magic core finally changed. His eyes at the young man were not admiration, but full of surprise. It was definitely not easy for a person who was less than a saint to hunt monsters in a forest full of first-level monsters to obtain ten magic cores. Moreover, looking at his unstoppable action, it undoubtedly told everyone that the magic cores in the space belt had not been taken out.

Behind the young people, the students who were behind him were shocked by so many magic cores he took out. Thinking about how they spent a lot of effort in the forest to get two or three magic cores, this was already a very good result for them. Many people were proud of it. The number of magic cores that the young people took out in one breath was several times that they had gained in three days. How could they not be surprised? They had dealt with first-level monsters many times with their strength as a saint? With their strength as a saint, they deeply understood how difficult it was to use an iron weapon to kill thick-skinned first-level monsters with thick skins and thick flesh.

The young man did not care about everyone's expressions, and he seemed to have no sight at all. His movements did not stop. He continued to take out the first-level magic cores from the space belt one after another. Soon, the magic cores placed on the table had reached fifteen, but the young man still showed no sign of stopping. His movements were still so calm, and his face was very calm and he took out the magic cores inside one by one from the space belt.

At this time, all the teachers on the platform hit the young man, and all his face showed a look of surprise and incredible expression. With the strength of the saint, he hunted more than ten monsters in three days. If five or six people united, he might be able to do it, but if one person wants to

To the eyes of all teachers, it is impossible to hunt so many monsters in three days, unless those monsters are seriously injured.

The vice president Bai En, who was sitting on the platform, showed a faint smile on his face and said, "His name seems to be Mu Tian. He only entered school last year. He has been promoted from the eighth level of the Saint Power to the top of the Tenth level of the Saint Power in just one year. This speed is also very good. It is said that he has tried to attack the Saint. Although he failed in the end, it has to be said that the Mu family has produced a good seedling this time." When he said this, the vice president Bai En paused, then looked at Changyang Xiangtian and Tieta lined up behind, and murmured in a low voice: "I am really looking forward to the harvest of Changyang Xiangtian and Tieta,"

It is said that on the last day, they actually ran to the third area to hunt the second-level monster. The two were obviously less powerful than the saints. They could hunt the second-level monsters higher than the level with two iron weapons. Oh my God, it would be incredible. If I hadn't seen them join forces to kill a second-level monster intact, I could not believe that this matter would be true. It seems that this time, not only the dean accepted a good disciple, but even the Changyang Mansion, which had been silent in Luoer City for hundreds of years, would have once again revealed its former glory because of Changyang Xiangtian in the near future."

When the young man took out twenty-three first-level magic cores from the space belt, he stopped and his eyes calmly commented on the old man responsible for the review, and said, "Teacher, I am the magic core I hunted."

The old man in charge of the review glanced at the twenty-three magic cores, let out a long sigh, and his eyes were bright and he looked at the young man, saying, "What's your name!"

"Mutian!" the young man replied, his tone very plain.

The old man's eyes gradually became sharp, and he asked: "Mu Tian, ​​you have gained these magic cores by yourself or were they obtained by several people hunting monsters together."

The expression on Mu Tian's face did not change at all. This situation was already as expected by him, saying, "Teacher, these magic cores are the gains of my own efforts."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes changed when he looked at Mu Tian. He looked at Mu Tian deeply, with nodding in his eyes, and then he smiled and nodded, "Okay! OK! OK! Mu Tian is right, it's very good. Your achievements are very outstanding. I hope you will continue to work hard in the future." The old man did not ask how Mu Tian got the more than 20 magic cores, which was not important at all. What is important is that as long as you know that these magic cores are the gains of Mu Tian's efforts alone, after all, strength on the Tianyuan Continent represents everything. As long as you can achieve the final victory, no one will say anything even if you use any disgraceful means.

Listening to the old man's admiration, Mu Tian couldn't help but smile on his face.

At this time, the old man took out a sky blue belt and a badge and handed it to Mutian, saying, "Mutian, this is the space belt you kept here before, and this badge of honor, please pack it up."

Mu Tian took the space belt and the badge of honor with a calm face, and after putting more than 20 first-level magic cores into his space belt, he walked off the platform. From beginning to end, Mu Tian did not show even a look of pride and pride on his face, and he always seemed quite calm.

Jian Chen's eyes kept moving away from him as Mu Tian walked down the platform. In his heart, he had already recorded the name Mu Tian. Intuition, he felt that Mu Tian was not simple, and he was not a thing in the pool. He would definitely achieve something in the future, but he just didn't know which of the two avenues he would walk on.

Because Mu Tian took out more than 20 magic cores at one time, the next magic cores taken out by the students did not cause any trouble. The two of them took out the guaranteed ones accounted for the vast majority, and only a small part of them took out more than two. Except for Mu Tian, ​​who harvested twenty-three magic cores alone, the others only harvested eight at most.

The review speed was very fast, and it was Jian Chen's turn soon. At this time, the eyes of the vice president sitting at the first position and a few teachers suddenly became brighter. His eyes were tightly annotated with Jian Chen, showing a very concerned expression. Bai En, the vice president who was originally lying on the chair, couldn't help but sit up straight, with a look of expectation in his eyes. Although he knew that Jian Chen had hunted many monsters in the forest, he didn't know what the number "many" was.

Jian Chen came to the old man who was responsible for reviewing the magic core with a calm expression. He looked down slightly and looked at the table about two meters long. He showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. He hesitated for a while, and then said, "Teacher, can you change to a larger table?"

"Hmm?" After hearing Jian Chen's words, the old man with complicated review was slightly stunned, as if he didn't understand, "What did you just say?"

Looking at the table that was not big and had some miscellaneous items on it, Jian Chen showed a helpless look on his face, because the table was too small and he could not put down his magic core that almost filled the space belt.
Chapter completed!