Chapter 975: Application day

In an instant, the phantoms of the group floods flew.
The strength of this palm reached a full forty-five flood!
"What! His physical power is so terrifying!"
"Over forty Jiao! This is almost the same as the power of Semi-Holy!"
"We were all wrong, this kid is indeed a genius!"
Up to this point, the people awakened like a dream.
Looking at the youngsters who attacked strongly, they all showed fearful expressions when they remembered what they had just said.
"Rao..."
The frightened eyes of the old man in Yin Yi burst out, and his panic voice was about to call for mercy when he was shot in the skull by the young man.
boom!
The old head broke at the sound, and blood was flowing all over the floor.
"Want to beg for mercy? There are no doors!"
The boy said with an arrogant expression: "If you dare to attack me, you must have the consciousness of being killed!"
Seeing this scene, Su Fan thought that it was so, what he had predicted just now was correct, the young man's combat power was indeed infinitely close to Semi-Holy.
"Any one of you is still dissatisfied with me. Anyone who disagrees can stand up and compare with me!"
After killing the old man in Diyi, the young man looked around and looked even more proud.
There was no sound in the surroundings, and seeing the young man slaughter the old man with a single palm, these elders who had just clamored to make the young look good were all shocked!
"You still don't believe me that you are rubbish, a bunch of that does not know the heights of the sky, and want to join the Wuyangmen, I am!"
The young man spit out, directly on the clothes of the tall middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man's facial muscles trembled, and he actually endured it!
The monks waiting in line to register stopped speaking, but the man in charge of the registration was still sitting at the entrance of the passage, as if he hadn't seen everything happening here.
The registration continued, but after the teenager's troubles, all the registered people became honest, at least no one dared to speak loudly anymore.
The registration speed is very fast, and those who have obtained the pass all fled in the first time and seemed to run into the domain gate, and they did not dare to stay here any longer.
After all, this boy seems to be difficult to get along with, if he stays for a long time and attracts the other's attention, then they may not be able to eat.
After a while, it was the teenager's turn to register. The white-faced middle-aged man in charge of the registration glanced at the teenager, and a little smile appeared on his serious face: "Young man, you are very good. Enter the Holy Palace Academy with your talent. There is no problem with the courtyard. My name is Minggu, and I am a student of the Shenggong Academy. If you have the opportunity to enter the Shenggong Academy in the future, you can come to the core courtyard to find me!"
Core courtyard!
There was joy on the young man's face when he heard this. He knew that the core courtyard was the most advanced educational place of the Holy Palace Academy.
And the students studying in the core courtyard are all monks who have entered the Holy Realm.
So, the young man hurriedly bowed and said, "Minggu-senior, it is true that I am going to apply for the Sacred Palace Academy!"
This young man also knows how to flatter people. After learning that Minggu is a student of the core college of Shenggong Academy, his attitude took a 360-degree turn, and he actually started to call Minggu as a senior in advance.
At this moment, the serious expression on Minggu’s face slowly melted, and he smiled: "You can definitely enter the Holy Palace Academy with your potential. After you enter the Academy, if you meet someone who bullies you, just report it. Given my name, Minggu still has some reputation in the core courtyard!"
"Thank you Minggu senior for your support!"
The young man was overjoyed. He climbed a tree like Minggu before enrolling. He felt that his future was bright.
"Come on, register first. After registration, I will issue you a foreign domain pass!"
Minggu smiled gently, then raised the square crystal box in his hand and said to the boy: "Put your hands up!"
The young man did what he said. He knew that this crystal box was used to register information. After placing his hand on the surface of the box, his mental power and soul power sank into the space inside the box, filling in and verifying some of his own information.
Soon the side of the crystal box showed all kinds of information about the young man. This young man was named Ying Zhengtian, a child of the Ying family in the Western Regions. He was only eighteen years old. He was cultivated at the fifth level of the soul, and possessed the Burning Eucharist!
"Oh my God, this young man is actually a Eucharist!"
"It's no wonder that his power is so strong, and Soul Sovereign's fifth level can hit dozens of scorpions!"
"Blood-burning Eucharist, I have heard of this physique. It is a powerful physique that is very suitable for physical training. It can increase its strength infinitely by burning its own blood!"
Everyone who saw this scene was taken aback, even Su Fan was slightly surprised.
Minggu's eyes are shining, and those who possess the Eucharist, no matter how low the martial spirit level, can still find another way to become holy in the flesh.
Therefore, the future application for becoming a saint is a sure thing.
"Brother Ying, after you have successfully passed the entrance examination, remember to come to me. I know a few very good friends, and they might be able to give you pointers!"
Seeing the true potential of Yingtian, Minggu became more enthusiastic.
Perceiving Ming Gu's importance to herself, Ying Tian suddenly felt flattered, and quickly said: "Minggu-senpai, your grace for lifting shoes, I will never forget!"
"Good good!"
Minggu squinted his eyes. He felt that Yingtian was very good.
In this way, the two people chatted without anyone else beside the passage.
The people waiting to register at the back were all impatient, but they didn't dare to comment on the premise, because neither Minggu nor Zhengtian could offend them.
After a while, the old man in the brown long coat who accompanied Ying Zheng to the Yumen Gate walked up impatiently and said: "Xiaotian, hurry up, don't waste time here!"
"Yes, Master!"
Ying Zhengtian respectfully said to the old man, then turned back to Minggu and said: "Minggu senior, then we will talk again next time, I will leave first!"
"Brother walk slowly, I'll send it to you"
Ming Gu hurriedly stood up and personally sent Ying Zhengtian and his master out of the domain gate.
The monks who were waiting for registration showed their dissatisfaction. They thought Minggu's behavior was simply negligence of duty.
Next, after waiting for almost an hour, everyone saw Minggu flying back humming a little song, looking very happy.
Contrary to Minggu's mood, the registrants who have been waiting for him for nearly an hour.
At this moment, everyone was staring at Minggu coldly. If the gaze could turn into a weapon, then Minggu must be completely battered by now.
After that, the registration continued, and after waiting for more than half an hour, it was finally Su Fan's turn to register the information.
"Let's put it on your own!"
Minggu glanced at Su Fan, and then absent-mindedly, he was still immersed in the joy of meeting a Eucharist.
Su Fan took a deep breath, placed his right hand on the crystal box, and used mental power to sense the space inside the box.
"End of this chapter"