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After more than ten minutes of driving, the bus finally arrived at the central square of the city. As soon as

Zhang Yi and his companions got off the bus, they were shocked by the huge crowds of people in front of them.

This is too much!

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and the square was still surrounded by so many spectators.

After Zhang Yi and his companions got off the bus, a policeman came and took a group of people to the registration office.

Although these students were all military academy students, they also had to undergo registration and inspection before they could go to the center of the square to test their spiritual roots.

The students who came to take the test were not only these military academy students, but also students from other schools.

Looking around, there were at least tens of thousands of people taking the test.

Zhang Yi sighed in his heart.

It would probably take a while for these military academy students to take their turn.

But he didn't mind. They had already arrived at the test site and were about to test their spiritual roots, so it didn't matter if they waited a little longer.

There were several registration offices responsible for the inspection.

Therefore, it only took Zhang Yi and his nearly 10,000 military academy students only half an hour to complete the registration and inspection.

While Zhang Yi and his military academy students were registering and inspecting, the examinees in front of them had almost all finished the test.

The result was not good. Only two examinees had spiritual roots.

One had a first-grade spiritual root, and the other had a third-grade spiritual root.

Both did not meet the minimum requirements for the first level of the assessment.

This cruel result made Zhang Yi and others look very heavy.

You know, there were almost tens of thousands of examinees in front.

In the end, only two examinees had spiritual roots, and both were low-grade spiritual roots.

According to this situation, the situation of these military school students is probably not optimistic.

Since there are people broadcasting live at every assessment site across the country, the arrival of these military school students immediately attracted the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Ah! The cadets are here. I wonder if the situation will get better."

"There is no relationship between whether or not one has spiritual roots and whether or not one is a military academy student. I guess the situation is the same as before."

"According to the previous assessment results, it is estimated that about two of these military academy students have spiritual roots."

"According to the ratio, it is like this, but I don't know what the spiritual roots of these two people are."

"Most likely it is a low-grade spiritual root, it would be good if it can be a third-grade one."

"Look, the first team of 1,000 people is coming up"

"The test is about to begin... Let's begin... Hey……"

"It's normal if there is none. It's not that easy. The next group is coming up."

"Still no reaction, I know."

Zhang Yi watched the students who went up in front of him being wiped out.

Although he had anticipated this result, he still felt a little regretful.

Five teams went up in a row, and no student had spiritual roots.

Zhang Yi looked worried.

Judging from this, his own situation was probably not optimistic.

Low pressure instantly enveloped the entire central square.

""Group Eight, go up!"

Zhang Yi was shocked when he heard the call.

It was finally their turn.

There were ten groups in total, and their group was ranked eighth.

Zhang Yi, under the leadership of the soldiers, came to the designated position and stood.

The spirit detection array was ready, and it was about to begin.

"Hey! This is the eighth group, and it’s not like there are still zeroes!"

"It seems that the situation for this group is not good!"

"Do you think there is any student in these military academies who has spiritual roots?"

"It's possible. Let's see. There are still two groups. Maybe a miracle will happen."

Zhang Yi didn't care about the discussion of the people around him.

Now his nerves were tense.

The test was about to start, and his heart was beating non-stop.

Soon, the light emitted by the soul-testing array covered the thousand examinees.

A few seconds later.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone at the scene.

A beam of light appeared above Zhang Yi's head.

One, two, three, four... five! Six!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Yi, and their expressions were stunned.

"What? Anything else?"

"Seven!"

"Oh my god! Eight ways!"

"Hiss! Eight!"

"It's finally over, eight beams of light."

At this moment, everyone present was horrified and stunned.

Zhang Yi was shocked when he found out about his situation.

But he quickly reacted and showed ecstasy.

Eight beams of light!

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and tried to stay calm, but he couldn't hide the ecstasy on his face.

Eight beams of light represent the eighth-grade spiritual root.

It means that he, like Yang Man'er, is also an eighth-grade spiritual root genius in the cultivation of immortals.

When he thought about stepping into the Immortal Cultivation University, he couldn't help laughing.

The shocked people quickly came to their senses, and the scene suddenly exploded.

The officer quickly called four soldiers with guns in both hands, surrounded Zhang Yi tightly, and took Zhang Yi to a safe place prepared in advance.

The examinees in the central square were shocked, and looked at Zhang Yi with envy.

Most of the students who had already finished the test had bitter expressions on their faces.

They didn't even have a first-grade spiritual root.

As a result, some students had an eighth-grade spiritual root.

The gap between people is too big.

The remaining two groups of examinees prayed in their hearts, hoping that God would also bless them.

Zhang Yi's classmates were envious and jealous, and were filled with emotion.

"Zhang Yi is such a fucking awesome guy"

"I'm so envious! Why don't I have such luck?"

"Eighth-grade spiritual roots! That's an eighth-grade spiritual root. Even if you go to Xiuxian University, you will be the best."

"Zhang Yi is so lucky. I didn't expect his luck to be so amazing."

"Hey! Zhang Yi is going to be very successful in the future. He is going to reach the sky in one step."

"Things are unpredictable! Yesterday we were classmates, today he has entered Xiuxian University and become a half-immortal."

Zhang Yi has an eighth-grade spiritual root, and the people at the scene are also very excited.

This is an eighth-grade spiritual root!

It is an extremely rare spiritual root.

And they have become witnesses, and they feel inexplicably proud.

"This is incredible! A peerless genius with an eighth-grade spiritual root"

"I didn’t expect that a genius with eighth-grade spiritual roots would appear in our city. It’s so exciting!"

"The first genius with eighth-grade spiritual roots in China was Yang Maner, and the second one was this military academy student."

"Military school students are great! Military school students have become students of Xiuxian University. When they come back from Xiuxian, they will defend their country and no country will dare to bully us China."

"I don’t know who this military academy student is. He will soar to great heights in the future. I’m so envious!"

"Yang Man'er is an eighth-grade spiritual root, and this military school student is also an eighth-grade spiritual root. The two are probably the same age, the man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, a military school student, and a big star, these two are simply too good to be together, this CP must be promoted"

"I wonder if they will have a chance to become a couple after they go to Xiuxian University."