The corners of his mouth curled up, and Saint Zhong curled his lips disrespectfully: "You talk first, how many of you?"

"Uh...3 points!"

“3 points?

Hahaha..." As soon as this said, the interns present burst into laughter. Saint Zhong laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth with contempt: "Idiot, 10 points, most people can get five or six points, how can you get three points?

With your qualifications, what qualifications are there to be with me, the Zhong family gang in the future?"

He shook his head with a chuckle. Zhao Gongming couldn't help but sigh: "I can't do anything. I didn't do well during the internship and couldn't get high scores. Then Saint Zhong, you..." Without saying anything, Saint Zhong, just raised his head proudly. The little brother beside him understood and immediately stood up arrogantly and said: "Saint Zhong, who got a full nine-point high score in Hell!"

"Nine points?"

"Yes, the internship assessment in Hell's Road is very difficult. Among the interns, only six can get nine points. We, Saint Zhong, are one of them."

Grinning proudly, the maid seemed to have scored nine points by himself, boasting: "Do you know, those interns in Hell's path never get full marks, just to show their face.

If you get a full mark, wouldn’t it mean that the intern is perfect in his eyes?

This will lose the value of the instructor.

Therefore, generally nine points are the highest score for interns.

And we, Saint Zhong, got nine points, and we are really the top scorer in our Sacred Domain Academy, hahaha.”

Yeah?

Tickling his head, Zhao Gongmingcan smiled: "But I know that the highest score of our college's Hell Road internship is 10!"

"What?"

His body was shocked, and Saint Zhong said unbelievably: "It is impossible. When we returned to the college to report our grades, except for your three-pointer who didn't come back, we all came back. I didn't hear anyone got tens of them."

"Oh, that's right. Saint Yang went a little later than our group, so he went back with me. He got a 10% quit the internship score of Hell."

“Nani?

Saint Yang?

Which Saint Yang?"

"It's the stolen figure who caused a lot of controversy as soon as our Holy Land Academy started, Yang Feng, and Yang Saint."

Zhao Gongming blinked his innocent big eyes and teased: "Sage Zhong, the name of Saint Yang is much louder than that of you. Have you never heard of it?"

Well! My heart stagnated, and Saint Zhong twitched his face with gloomy face and pouted in dissatisfaction.

Mom, almost forgot about that freak.

My arrogant score, which was tied for the first place in the courtyard, was refreshed by him. Damn! He was full of resentment. Saint Zhong glared at Zhao Gongming fiercely and said sinisterly: "Will he take ten?"

Maybe he met a mentor with poor abilities and his score was relatively lax.

You should know that the score for this internship assessment is very subjective.

The more capable the mentor, the more severe the score.

Oh, he is so lucky. When he met an old mentor with dizzy eyes and weak abilities, he actually gave him tens of them?

If I meet such a tutor, I guess I can give it a 10, hahahaha."

"Yeah?"

Sneeringly, Zhao Gongming curled his lips and said, "But Yang Shengren's internship tutor is Lord Ksitigarbha. Do you think Lord Ksitigarbha is weak in ability and can easily get high scores in his hands?"

What... Ksitigarbha King... Puff! He staggered, and the interns almost fell down collectively, stunned.

Even the ghost beside him couldn't help but stare at him, unbelievable.

I made a good dear, Lord Ksitigarbha was the internship tutor for him, and even gave him a full score of 100%?

Doesn’t that mean that Lord Ksitigarbha attaches great importance to him? This is the disciple of Ksitigarbha.

Isn't it a little difficult for me to wear small shoes?

The so-called "not looking at the monk's face and Buddha's face" is the high praise of Ksitigarbha King on one hand, and the order of Dean Lu Chengfeng on the other hand, how should I do this job?

The ghost felt a little in a dilemma. After being stunned for a long time, Zhong Shengren and others couldn't help but exclaim: "No, Lord Ksitigarbha was his mentor and even gave him a full score internship score?

You didn't lie to me?"

"Now Saint Yang is walking on that step. He is here later. Just ask him yourself. Anyway, I saw his score with my own eyes, and Dean Lu is very impressed by this."

"What?

You said that the other person who is still testing is that monster?"

Gudu! Hearing his words, Saint Zhong couldn't help swallowing his mouth with difficulty, his face becoming nervous.

If that monster comes, it might break his first soul power test score in the Hungry Ghost Realm. What should I do?

Zhong Shengren is a person who wants to save face. He is used to being the first in the internship score list, but he doesn't want to be compared.

At this time, Saint Zhong looked at the ghost with some concern and said, "Uncle Gu, it's about my face. You can't let me embarrass my own territory, right?"

"Don't worry, people from the hungry ghost realm can't win the first place in their territory. Isn't it a joke if they spread it?

Don't worry, he can't walk at level 160.

You should know that if you don’t cheat, you won’t be able to get there.

No matter how strong a saint is, he will be at the top of his head when he reaches level 155. Believe me!"

Ghost smiled confidently after giving him a reassuring look.

At the same time, at level 170 of the Soul-Devouring Ladder, Yang Feng jumped through there without any breathing. The resentful souls next to him were scattering their teeth and claws, and vomiting deep resentment at him, but he didn't even look at him.

"Stop, don't run!"

Luo Hongyu was chasing behind him, and the more he chased him, the more frightened he became.

Oh my god, is this an intern who just came from the Holy Land Academy?

Why is the soul power so strong?

The 170-level Soul-Devouring Ladder, even some middle and lower-level Death God dare not pass, why did he run here like playing?

However, when he thought that this kid could easily confuse his soul power before, Luo Hongyu looked solemnly and dared not neglect it anymore.

While jogging, Yang Feng turned around and said, "Why are you running slow?

Why, can't hold on?

You can't hold on to go back! I will run the whole marathon, you don't have to accompany you."

"I'll run away with you?"

Auntie, I'm here to catch you, stop me, and give me the magic weapon!"

Luo Hongyu was resentful and shouted loudly, and his speed increased a lot.

Yang Feng grinned and continued to run down easily and comfortably.

Soon, Yang Feng passed the 185th step position. After Luo Hongyu ran here, he immediately stopped and frowned deeply.

This is her cordon. If she runs down, I don’t know if she can withstand the powerful mental power of the evil spirits below.

When Yang Feng saw her stop, he also stopped at level 187, and turned around and teased: "Why, are you scared?

Then let’s worship.”

"Who is afraid?

Keep going, I don’t believe I can’t catch up with you, hum!”

Luo Hongyu was very stubborn and finally broke through that boundary. Yang Feng laughed loudly and continued to run down, but suddenly he felt a pair of red eyes appearing around him, which was much more intriguing than the evil ghosts in front of him.

"Here, no one can easily suppress their ghosts and gods at level 190 or above, except for the several supervisors of the Hungry Ghost Realm, hehe."
Chapter completed!