Chapter 3693 What if I ascended from the mortal world?

However, after carefully examining Wu Yun's physical condition, he gradually frowned.

"Boy, Elder Yanwu has no problem. Your physical talent is indeed not strong, and your cultivation is only the second level of Heavenly Saint."

"With your physical potential and cultivation level, it is feasible to consider you passed, but it is not unreasonable to say that you are unqualified."

"Elder Yanwu's judgment is not wrong."

While speaking, Zhuo Yan's face gradually darkened, and he was obviously a little unhappy with Wu Yun.

And Yanwu was greatly relieved, because he was afraid that Zhuo Yan would know that he treated this selection meeting casually.

However, just when Yanwu was relieved, Wu Yun said lightly: "What you call not strong is because you are using the system of your Saint Realm cultivators to measure me. What if I tell you that I ascended from the lower realm and from the mortal world?"

Wu Yun's words were very calm.

But it was this calm word that made all those who were still talking about it take a breath of cold air.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Even Yan Wu and Zhuo Yan stared at him fiercely.

Shock, surprise, confusion, incomprehension, all kinds of complex emotions appeared on everyone's faces.

Although the original cultivators of the Holy Realm and the cultivators who ascended to the Holy Realm have the same cultivation methods and the same martial arts system, the system for judging talent is completely different.

It may be difficult to express clearly in words what the specific differences are.

But to put it in a more popular way, it is indeed not very outrageous to judge Wu Yun's talent system with the talent system of the original cultivators of the Holy Realm.

But if it is judged by the talent system of the ascenders, my goodness, it is not as simple as defying the heaven.

Moreover, they are just judged differently by the talent system, not by this to distinguish the strong from the weak.

Or, put it another way.

If it is just ascending from the lower realm, then it may be understandable, but if it is ascending from the mortal world, then it is unlikely to understand.

After all, people born in the Holy Realm have the cultivation of the Saint Realm at birth. At this age, they can only reach the level of Heavenly Saint, and even some super monsters can barely reach the level of Super Saint.

But those who ascended from the mortal world, they really started from scratch, without any cultivation, step by step, to this level.

Perhaps, ascenders are not uncommon.

But those people are hundreds or even thousands of years old.

That's normal.

However, what about Wu Yun?

Like other cultivators in the Holy Realm, he ascended from the mortal world step by step, but he is still in the age range of the younger generation of cultivators.

This is very against the sky.

"Are you serious?"

After a long time, Zhuo Yan came back to his senses and asked with a fixed gaze.

And with Zhuo Yan's words, the dazed people also came back to their senses.

Various different discussions came noisily again.

Yan Wu even scolded angrily: "Boy, don't do anything to pass the selection. The consequences of talking nonsense will be paid at the cost of death."

"Ascending from the mortal world, haha, how old are you? Even the original Tianjiao of our Xuanhuo plane, at this age, the cultivation is not much different from yours. Do you dare to swear that you really ascended from the mortal world?"

Yan Wu grinned, his eyes growling viciously.

But Wu Yun was too lazy to pay attention to him at all. He glanced at him and continued to look at Zhuo Yan and said: "Whether I said it is true or not, as the leader of Yanyang Sect, I think you should be able to see it!"

Zhuo Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and after a moment, two invisible rays of light were seen in his eyes slowly released, covering Wu Yun.

At that moment, Wu Yun felt as if he was bound by some kind of power, as if he wanted to see through him.

Obviously, this was Zhuo Yan carefully examining Wu Yun's physical talent system.

No one spoke.

The people who were discussing calmed down.

The angry Yan Wu also calmed down.

They were all waiting for the result of Zhuo Yan!

Obviously, no matter what the result of Zhuo Yan was, there would be two extreme endings.

Either Wu Yun lied and was directly executed by Zhuo Yan.

Or, Wu Yun did not lie, and Yan Wu would be severely punished for not being rigorous enough as a referee of the preliminary selection and not listening to the disciples' suggestions.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zhuo Yan repeatedly examined Wu Yun's body.

After a full quarter of an hour, Zhuo Yan's eyes slowly moved away from Wu Yun.

He did not speak, but his eyes said everything.

His eyes were full of anger, and Zhuo Yan was angry.

And the possibility that Zhuo Yan was angry was also obvious, Wu Yun lied.

It's over, this kid is dead, he must have lied, hehe, he deserves it!

Someone secretly mocked and ridiculed himself.

Yan Wu was also completely relieved. His severe punishment was completely avoided.

But soon, the smile on Yan Wu's face froze completely. .

Because Zhuo Yan's angry eyes had slowly looked at him.

What happened?

Could it be that Zhuo Yan's anger was not directed at Wu Yun, but at Yan Wu?

Everyone was also surprised and puzzled.