Chapter 278 One More Person

Many people were puzzled at this time, and they were very puzzled. Looking at the expressions of Ao Kun and Cen Xie at this time, and the words they said just now, could it be that they had known the mysterious man before?

However, the mysterious man seemed not to hear the voices of Cen Xie and Ao Kun, and did not even look at them. He just looked at Guangying and clasped his fists and said: "Please rate me, senior."

"Senior, I don't want to be too special for the time being. I wonder if you can help me." The mysterious man secretly sent a voice to Guangying.

Guangying's eyes condensed slightly, and then nodded without expression, and slowly said: "Xuan-level middle-grade talent."

"Thank you, senior." The mysterious man clasped his fists again, and a touch of gratitude flashed in his eyes when he looked at Guangying.

He walked calmly to another direction of the holy pool. From beginning to end, he did not look at Ao Kun and Cen Xie, as if he had ignored them directly, which made Ao Kun and Cen Xie's faces even colder, and murderous intent was surging in their eyes.

"It must be him. I didn't expect that the remnant of that year is still alive." The lines on Cen Xie's green face twisted together, looking extremely ferocious.

"Although we didn't participate in what happened back then, now that we have found him, we should do something for the sect." Ao Kun said with a cold look, his tone was indifferent, but it was unquestionable.

Everyone had already seen the strength of the mysterious man, so when the light and shadow announced that his talent was a middle-grade Xuan-level talent, everyone's face did not change much, as if it should be so.

Now many people's eyes were staring at Muye, with a bit of expectation in their eyes. Muye also left a deep impression on everyone. He was simple and rough, relying on absolute strength to fight all the way up the snow mountain, and he was still in human flesh, which was simply terrifying.

Muye's mind moved, and he saw that the Xumi ring on the middle finger of his right hand suddenly lit up, and two rays of light shone in the air, turning into a pair of eight-treasure gilded hammers. Muye took a step forward and held the eight-treasure gilded hammers firmly in his hand.

"It's this pair of hammers again." Tailong's heart trembled when he saw the eight-treasure gilded hammer in Makino's hand. He saw Makino holding the pair of gilded hammers and hitting the snow mountain. He became more and more courageous as he fought, and in the end, no one could stop him.

Makino was about to swing the two hammers, but he saw Guangying wave his hand. He saw his palm slightly pushed forward, and a palm print suddenly condensed in the void. Various strange patterns flowed on it, like a formation, but it seemed a little different.

"If you can break this print, you will pass." Guangying said to Makino.

Makino nodded, and then stared at the palm print that Guangying casually condensed. His face gradually became solemn. He felt the power contained in the palm print, which was extremely majestic. In addition, with the support of strange patterns, this print was definitely not as simple as imagined.

Taking a deep breath, Muye raised his fists, and the true energy of his whole body was instantly activated and gathered in his arms. He shouted loudly, and the two hammers were raised suddenly. In an instant, two extremely heavy forces flowed through the air, causing the air to deform.

"Boom!"

When the two hammers were raised to the highest point, Muye's eyes were fierce, and the true energy of his whole body rolled out like a tide again. With a click, his upper body clothes were instantly shattered, and his perfect muscles were exposed in the air, full of explosive power.

"Not bad." Guangying whispered in his heart, looking at Muye with a bit of admiration.

At this moment, Muye's breath was extremely violent, like a savage monster. The artistic conception of power enveloped the surrounding space. The whole space was filled with his terrible breath, fierce and wild, giving people a sense of oppression invisibly.

His arms suddenly dropped, and the eight-treasure gilded hammers, which were so heavy, finally fell under the astonished eyes of everyone.

"Bang!"

There was a dull and extremely cracking sound, as if something exploded. Under the effect of Muye's terrifying force, the eight-treasure gilded hammer directly smashed through the palm print, and cracks appeared on the palm print, as if it would break in the next second.

"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, the crowd couldn't help but take a breath, and their hearts trembled wildly.

Guangying was such a person, and even Ao Kun, who was so arrogant, had to bow his head to him. However, the palm print he condensed was actually smashed through by this person with one blow. This was incredible.

"He must have let Qi Luo go." At this moment, many people had the same idea in their hearts. Guangying had let Qi Luo go before, and this time he might have shown mercy.

"You passed, your talent is middle-grade Xuan-level." Guangying smiled at Muye. When Muye heard that his talent was actually middle-grade Xuan-level, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, which was obviously beyond his expectation.

"It's so unfair."

At this moment, many people whispered in their hearts and began to talk to each other, mostly complaining that Guangying was partial, especially to people from other regions, which was even more biased to the point of shocking.

The number of places to enter the Holy Pool is limited. If the number of people from other regions entering the Holy Pool increases, it will inevitably lead to a result that many Tianjiao from the seven main cities will not have the chance to enter the Holy Pool.

After a long time, some people came forward to display their magical powers, but most of them failed. Only a very few qualified, and the rating was just at the Xuan level.

Unknowingly, the number of people around the Holy Pool has reached as many as 48, and Guangying once said that there will only be 49 places to enter the Holy Pool.

In other words, there is only one place left to enter the Holy Pool.

Then, in the distance of the Holy Pond, there were still dozens of people who had not challenged. At this moment, they all seemed to be in a very heavy mood, with some struggles on their faces. There was only one spot left, and they were only one step away from the Holy Pond.

Thinking back to when they had just walked out of the test in the snowy mountains, they were so high-spirited and heroic, but at this moment, they were extremely nervous and hesitant.

Because many people before had proved that the test of the Holy Pond was extremely difficult, and only the true genius could enter.

"I'll do it!" A slightly heavy voice suddenly sounded.

I saw one person suddenly raised his head, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of determination, and then he stepped forward, paused in front of the light and shadow, and said respectfully: "Junior wants to try."

But the light and shadow shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on the man, and he was silent for a moment, and uttered an extremely calm voice.

"Forty-nine people are here, you are not qualified to enter."

As soon as these words came out, the void was silent.

The man's expression froze when he heard that, staring at the light and shadow in a daze. There were clearly only forty-eight people around the holy pool, so why did the light and shadow say that everyone was here?

Not only him, but everyone present also changed their expressions, with doubts in their eyes. They had witnessed the whole process, and the total number of people who passed the test was clearly only forty-eight, so why was there one more person?

At this moment, countless puzzled eyes gathered in one place, falling on the light and shadow, as if to listen to how the light and shadow would explain.