As the dean, he was well aware of the student's family background.
Yet, someone dared to question him. Dean Fang cursed inwardly. He raised his nose and said, "Our student, Xiangchen, is the third princess of the Celestial Dragon Kingdom, the fourth empire in Western Liang. She was born with a tenth-level Spiritual Power, and her mastery of the Art of Enchantment is extraordinary.
She's on the tenth floor! "
Dean Fang's heart ached as he thought of his disciple who had passed away.
It was all because of that goddamn Qin Hao. There must be a king turtle among those who reached the tenth floor.
"You're right!"
Everyone nodded. If Tian Boguang was on the first floor, the other must be Bu Xiangchen. Shifang Academy was really full of talents.
"Sigh, although our student Xiangchen can't be compared to someone with an eleventh-level Spiritual Power, Old Man dares to say that she's the number one person below the eleventh-level!"
Dean Fang said proudly.
He even deliberately showed off in front of Tian Shulin.
He meant to tell him, "Sorry, Dean Tian, but our student Xiangchen is likely to defeat your grandson."
"Born with a tenth-level Spiritual Power?
Not bad! "
Tian Shulin said calmly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.
"Keep pretending. Let's see if you can still maintain your composure when Tian Boguang loses!"
Dean Fang sneered inwardly, but he didn't dare to be so presumptuous.
The others also thought that Tian Shulin was showing off, so they asked, "Dean Tian, what level of Spiritual Power does it take to pass?"
"Eighth-level!"
Tian Shulin answered without hesitation.
Naturally, his words stirred up a thousand ripples.
Eighth-level Spiritual Power?
Not to mention the freshmen of the four academies, even if all the seniors in the Inner Yard were counted, no one would pass.
"What level is your grandson Boguang's Spiritual Power?" Someone asked.
Tian Shulin was waiting for this question. He laughed out loud. "What a coincidence. My grandson Boguang's Spiritual Power just happens to pass. He's at eleventh-level!"
He said it casually, but the pride on his face almost shot to the sky.
Crack!
This sentence was like a clap of thunder, exploding around the Yao-Subduing Pagoda and striking the depths of everyone's hearts.
He had hit the H spot!
Tian Boguang possessed Level Eleven Spiritual Power?
They weren't dreaming, were they? It was really scary.
"Chief Tian, I didn't hear it clearly just now. Please repeat it again. What is your grandson's spiritual grade?"
Director Fang had just been pleased with himself when Tian Shulin poured a bucket of cold water on him. He was also unwilling to give up and asked.
"Cough cough …"
Tian Shulin cleared his throat and pointed at Dean Fang's nose. "Listen carefully. My grandson's spiritual level is an unprecedented eleventh grade. He just barely passed!"
This time, Tian Shulin's voice was very grand, causing many people to be dumbstruck after hearing it.
In the next second, the sound of people fainting could be heard.
This was too shocking. That was the eleventh rank. Based on this, Tian Boguang was practically the number one person in the land of Western Liang.
He had broken a miracle that almost no one had broken before.
It was not until this moment that everyone suddenly realized why Tian Buguang wanted to compete with Qin Hao in terms of spiritual power and even made an agreement to "do as you please".
This was clearly a trap.
As his grandfather, Tian Shulin knew Tian Boguang very well, which was why he did not stop him.
This originated from absolute confidence.
Then there was no need to compete anymore. Qin Hao was eighty percent sure to lose.
In fact, after knowing Tian Boguang's Level Eleven Spiritual Power, everyone present had already seen the result of the competition in advance … Qin Hao was bound to lose.
"Medicine Jar, what do you think of my grandson's aptitude?"
Tian Shulin deliberately walked in front of Yao Lao and smiled coldly.
"Level Eleven?
It's really not bad! "
Yao Lao replied unhurriedly.
But his palms were already sweating.
He had learned from Yun Yingshang that Qin Hao's Spiritual Power had reached the tenth level in the Four Nations Martial Arts Tournament.
In Yao Lao's opinion, it was impossible for anyone to have a higher spiritual grade than Qin Hao.
Who would have thought that Tian Shulin's grandson actually had a Level Eleven Spiritual Power?
This was bad!
At this moment, Yao Lao was actually very nervous, but he could not show weakness in front of Tian Shulin. He continued, "The level of Spiritual Power can't completely determine a person's fate. Sometimes miracles are born. So now it's hard to say who is stronger between Qin Hao and your grandson. Keep going.
Watch! "
"Watch?
Watch my ass. If I were you, I'd ride your big bird back to Chiyang University and never show your face again.
Don't you feel ashamed?
I want to kill myself for you now! "
Tian Shulin did not care about his image and scolded him.
At this point, the medicine jar was still trying to be brave.
How could Qin Hao, this trash, compare to his grandson's Level Eleven Spiritual Power?
It would be best if he angered Yao Lao and left now. Tian Shulin was actually very worried that the other party would go back on his words. If Qin Hao lost, what would happen if Yao Lao protected him?
So Tian Shulin's real intention was to get out of here and not ruin the Old Man's plans.
At the same time, he glanced at the Three-legged Golden Crow hovering in the sky. His eyes were full of fear and envy. This big bird was really f * cking scary.
In the face of Tian Shulin's provocation, Yao Lao chose to ignore it.
He could only wait patiently for the results of the competition.
Even if Qin Hao lost in the end, in his heart, he would still be a unique talent.
He would not allow anything to happen to Qin Hao.
…
The tenth floor of the Yao-Sealing Pagoda.
Completely different from the first floor, the space here was a vast white world. The sky and earth were one, like a snow-covered wasteland.
At this moment, not far from the exit of the tenth floor.
Two figures were gritting their teeth and moving forward.
One was Tian Buguang, the other was Bu Xiangchen.
Sweat flowed down their cheeks and dripped to their feet.
Even if their bodies and minds were exhausted and their minds were in a daze, neither of them was willing to stop for even a second. They used all their strength to move toward the exit.
As for Bu Xiangchen, she had lost in the first round of the actual combat competition and had no chance of entering the top five.
This time, she could not lose again. She could not embarrass the Tian Long royal family.
Tian Buguang, who was watching from the side, felt like ten thousand donkeys were scurrying around. His face was extremely ugly and he could not help but curse.
His Mentality was at the eleventh level. Logically speaking, he should have gotten first place.
Because he had not seen Qin Hao's shadow until now.
But who would have thought that Bu Xiangchen would appear halfway and rely on her Mentality of the tenth level. Her speed was not slower than his at all. He could not shake her off.
So one could imagine the struggle in Tian Buguang's heart.
"Miss Xiangchen, you should just admit defeat. You should know that every level of the Yao-Sealing Pagoda firmly suppresses the corresponding spiritual level. With your tenth-level spiritual power, you won't be able to walk out of the tenth level.
You want to fight me?
You're just wasting your energy! "