Chapter 63: Battle Hall (below)

"Hey! How many old guys are doing with you!" The warrior transferred to the instructor and took two steps. He found that not only followed Ling Chen, but also followed the other six transfer instructors.
"Of course we went to see it together! Who can only go to you. Besides, there is no other player here, and there is nothing left."
"..."
In the end, the seven transfer mentors took Ling Chen straight to the battle hall. It is estimated that only one of the players who can get such a privilege. After all, these seven transfer mentors have generated considerable interest in Ling Chen.
The Battle Hall is located in a quiet area, not far from the city government. Just approaching, Ling Chen felt an unspeakable heavy and chilling atmosphere. When I was close to here, all the resigning instructors who had been laughing and screaming all the way were silent, and their faces were full of serious and solemn expressions. When they stood in front of the Temple of War, their expressions were more serious and even mixed with a little Nervous.
Compared with the many luxurious buildings in Qinglong City, the War Soul Hall is old and not eye-catching, and its size is much smaller than that expected by Ling Chen. At first glance, there is no shadow of anyone else around here, and the atmosphere is cold and quiet. The transfer supervisor said that this is the most sacred place in Qinglong City, and does not allow ordinary people to come close. It seems that this is the case.
"It's here." Outside the temple door, the warrior transferred to the instructor to stop and whispered to Ling Chen.
His voice just fell, and the closed temple door suddenly opened slightly. A man in full black, the man with the eagle hook walked out slowly, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"
When he spoke, he didn't need to do anything deliberately, and a compelling momentum would come. This momentum also tells Ling Chen that this should be the guardian of the Battle of the Soul, a man of high morality... and the person who is qualified to guard the most sacred place of Qinglong City, the strength will not be strong.
"He is the first person from the world to come to Qinglong City. He has the qualification to enter the Temple of War. You can test his qualifications now." The warrior transferred his teacher and staggered his body and pointed to Ling Chen. .
"No, it's what you brought, you, come in." The middle-aged man in black was unexpectedly clean and neat, looking straight into the dust with his eyes.
For him, the seven major transfer supervisors did not feel surprised. Because they have been given a quota of up to ten players to enter the War Soul Hall, they can be selected by them, and the test qualification is basically unnecessary.
"Go... there are a lot of powerful forces left by the strongmen of the predecessors. With your mental ability, you can get the recognition of any power, and then you can get the inheritance of the corresponding forces, and transfer to a more powerful career... but remember Live, the one in the middle must not choose..."
"Come in at once. www.pAo8.cOM_" seems to be quite dissatisfied with their temper, the middle-aged man in black is frowning. .
Ling Chen looked at the warrior and looked at the instructor. He nodded and walked up the steps. He stood at the door of the Battle Hall. After a pause, he stepped directly into the Temple of War.
"Only he can go in alone, you can't step in." The cold eyes swept a seven-time transfer instructor, and the middle-aged man in black screamed in a blank expression and turned into the Temple of War. Then, the temple door of the Battle Hall was closed tightly in the heavy voice.
"what should we do?"
"What do you do? Wait here! We are not coming over to see who can inherit the power of the young man. Can you still go back?"
"Back to the bird! There will be no other people to change jobs within two days. You think everyone is as perverted as the guy."
"What do you think he will choose to inherit?"
"That's still used, of course, the warrior class!"
"Fart! So high spiritual talent, obviously it should be bow and arrow!"
"Rolling the dice! He will definitely choose the elemental class!"
"You guys are noisy and noisy! Is it still unknown whether he can gain strength?"
"You don't have to worry about this. With the spirit of his ability to open the [Soul Festival], the power left by the masters of his predecessors met him and he must be active towards him. It is estimated that he will seek his inheritance."
"But if he can't think of his mind, choose the one in the middle?"
When this sentence came out, the transfer of supervisors suddenly silenced.
"Cough, this does not need to worry, I just reminded him to let him not touch the middle of it, he should have counted in his heart." The soldier transferred to the instructor and said with a sad face.
"That's good." Other transfer instructors suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. In their cognition, it is easy to get the recognition of those powerful forces with Ling Chen’s horrible mental ability. It is estimated that Ling Chen will not seek to recognize his own strength, but those forces will fight for him. Recognition. The only one in the middle...that is the most powerful, but it is also the power that Ling Chen can't be recognized, because that power is not only a spiritual test, but also a test of strength. The test of that strength was simply difficult... or cruel to the extreme, since the appearance of the Battle Hall, no one has ever passed. Before looking at Ling Chen's skill panel, they also saw the properties of Ling Chen. With his current level and strength, it is impossible to pass the test of that strength... there is no possibility of a trace.
Inside the Temple of War.
At the moment when the temple door was closed, the excessively cold atmosphere made Ling Chen almost have a feeling of walking into the temple. At first glance, the space of the Battle Hall is very large, but it is too empty. There is a half-footed stadium. At this time, apart from him and the middle-aged man in black with a dead face, there is no other living thing. The ground is a chilly marble floor, the walls have no lines, and the sky is also Plain and flat ceiling... The only thing that can be seen in the entire hall is the row of dim pillars in front of the line of sight.
Are the powers left by the former strongmen they are in those pillars? Except here, there seems to be no other things in this hall.
"Stand up in front, then they will automatically sense your strength. If your talent can get recognition of which force, the corresponding column will shine. If not, it means that your talent is not enough to get any one. The recognition of power, you can only return. You go up... But don't hold too much hope, the source of these forces is at least the peak of the day, and they are recognized by them, not the general talent. It can be done, and there are countless people who have forgotten the talents of the mainland, but they can only be recognized by these forces. There are only fifteen in the millennium!"
When the middle-aged man in black finished speaking, he stopped talking, and a pair of dead fish eyes stared intently at his movements.
Fifteen? Are those transfer supervisors not saying that they are only nine? Ling Chen was a little confused, but he didn't say much. He walked to the front and walked to the pillars... The eyes swept over. There are eleven pillars here. The hidden ones must be the ones that forgot the mainland. The power left by the strong before death. The thickness of these columns is basically the same...only the column standing in the middle, its thickness is at least three times that of the other ten pillars. If the moon is surrounded by Chen Xing, it is generally proud of the center.
He remembered that before he came in, the warrior transferred to the mentor and he said that you must not choose the pillar in the middle, that is, this one...
"Standing on the white slate." A cold voice came from behind him.
Not far from Ling Chen, there is a slate of one meter square that presents a pure white with a squint. Ling Chen walked over and stood on it. Suddenly, he felt the breath of a strand coming from different directions. All locked in him.
This feeling... is this eleven forces trying to test me...
"Relax, when standing on this slate, the power left by these strong men will go to visit your talents. If your talent is enough to be recognized, then the corresponding pillar will light up and you can get that stock. The inheritance of power."
The voice of the middle-aged man in black has just fallen, and suddenly a "squeaky" sound came from his ear. The column on the far left suddenly released a reddish glow. Ling Chen’s line of sight suddenly turned to the top of the column... Is his talent recognized by it?
The middle-aged man in black has a hard-to-cover surprise on his face. He did not think that this is from a different world. He did not let him feel anything special. Instead, the strength of the person is so small that poor people will get recognition of one of the forces. ! You know, in the past few decades, Qinglong City, and even the most talented people from the Forgotten City, countless, but no one can trigger resonance!
He began to re-examine the young man, and he had to sigh with a loud voice: "Good! Congratulations! It seems that you have a surprisingly powerful talent, and you have the recognition of the power left by a senior!"
The look and voice of this middle-aged man has been alleviated a lot, because anyone who can qualify for one of the strengths of the inheritance has become a famous master in the world, and there have never been exceptions! Because it can be recognized by the strength of the War Soul Hall, its talent is not a shocking thing, and it is not unusual to be a peerless power. This person who can be recognized, he may not... No, it is certain, it will be a character who will be famous in the future!
Oh...
The words of the middle-aged man in black have just finished, and the second column is also lit up in a low-pitched voice.
"What...what!?" The face of the middle-aged man in black suddenly showed a horrified look. Even the eyes suddenly grew a bit...
"Two...two! You actually got the recognition of two forces at the same time!" The middle-aged man in black shouted out in surprise, and went straight forward to take a few steps to confirm whether he was wrong.
Ling Chen: "..."
Oh...
Almost immediately after the second column, the third column suddenly lit up, releasing the light blue light.
The middle-aged man in black is stiff, and his eyes are a little bigger again: "Three...three...this, this is impossible!! Since the Battle of the Soul Hall... there are four peerless geniuses who have both The recognition of the power of the stock, but never the people who have been recognized by the three forces... These forces are all different, how can someone have a very high talent in the three forces at the same time..."
clank……
In the incredible whisper of the middle-aged man in black, the fourth and fifth pillars shone at the same time, releasing light gray and lavender light respectively.
The middle-aged man in black is completely sluggish, and his trembled eyes flash in five different colors... five colors that he can't believe.
Hey... Hey... Hey... Hey... Hey... Hey...
However, the shock and incredibleness he suffered did not end there. In the pupil that he magnified to the limit, the sixth column, the seventh column, the eighth column, the ninth column, the tenth column... Finally, the company was The eleventh column of the center also illuminates a pale white light.
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