Overriding the Heaven

0Chu Yan's rank was above Yan JunRui's, which naturally meant that his score was even higher than Yan JunRui's.    

    

At this moment, Yan JunRui's countenance was as unsightly as it could be.    

    

The surrounding people also looked at each other. They could see the disbelief in each other's eyes.    

    

Amongst the deacons of the various sects, some of them had noticed Chu Yan from the very beginning, and none of the Young Fighters s present knew who he was before this moment.    

    

Originally, in their hearts, Yan JunRui was undoubtedly the number one expert.    

    

But now, a Chu Yan actually appeared out of thin air. Not only did he last longer than Yan JunRui in the array, his score also exceeded Yan JunRui's. This was truly an unimaginable feat.    

    

And what was even more unbelievable was that Chu Yan's score did not come out for a long time.    

    

Before the score came out, it had to flash like a ball of light.    

    

That light was the Void Spirit Tablet calculating a warrior's score.    

    

The higher the warrior's score was, the longer the Void Spirit Tablet would have to calculate, and the longer the light would shine.    

    

Yan JunRui's previous score was the best illustration of this.    

    

When calculating his score, the light on the Void Spirit Tablet was twice as bright as it was in the previous second place and third place.    

    

At that time, it was already enough to cause everyone to cry out in alarm.    

    

Now, when calculating Chu Yan's score, it would shine for a long time and would not disperse.    

    

According to everyone's original expectations, even if Chu Yan's score was higher than Yan JunRui's, an extra hundred points should still be considered a lot.    

    

After all, the two of them had been eliminated one after the other, almost at the same time.    

    

From this point of view, their scores should be about the same.    

    

But now the situation was completely different.    

    

The time it took for the light to shine was so long that it made people feel anxious and uneasy.    

    

"Why did it take so long …"    

    

"There won't be any problems with the Void Spirit Tablet, right?"    

    

"I don't think there was such a long time before Yan Junzhu's results came out."    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

The Young Fighters discussed.    

    

As for the deacons of the various sects, although they didn't say anything at this moment, some of them had already guessed that it was possible. The muscles on their faces were faintly twitching.    

    

However, before the results came out, no one would say anything in advance.    

    

Finally, after a long time, following the final flash of light, a score appeared behind Chu Yan's name.    

    

9,600 points and 37 points!    

    

When they saw this score, it was as if everyone had been struck by lightning. In the blink of an eye, there was complete silence.    

    

For a moment, everyone present fell into a dazed state, their minds completely blank, unable to react at all.    

    

Seeing this score, Chu Yan blinked his eyes and exhaled.    

    

Previously, although he had confidence in himself, before his results came out, he was actually a little nervous.    

    

But now, his heart was finally at ease.    

    

He raised his head and looked around at the Young Fighters.    

    

In the next moment, Chu Yan saw an exaggerated expression appearing and spreading on everyone's face, like a tide.    

    

Gasps could be heard one after another.    

    

Many of them began to tremble.    

    

"How, how many points?"    

    

"Am I dreaming?"    

    

"I, I must have seen wrongly. Hurry up and pinch me, tell me this isn't true!"    

    

"Oh my god! "How is this possible!?"    

    

"Over 9000 points, that's impossible! This score is two times higher than Yan JunRui's, and it's even more than two times higher! "    

    

"In the history of the Hundred Gates' disciple recruitment ceremony, there hasn't been such a score!"    

    

"Before, when Yan JunRui's three thousand seven hundred against one thousand eight hundred was overwhelming, now, what does Chu Yan's fight against Yan JunRui count for?"    

    

"Over 9,000 points, how did he do it!?" Is the Void Spirit Tablet really broken? "    

    

While the numerous Young Fighters s were loudly discussing this matter, that group of sect deacons on the grass seemed to have exploded, after a short period of silence.    

    

It could only be said that the points obtained by Chu Yan was simply too shocking, and completely exceeded everyone's expectations.    

    

This score was definitely not excessive, to say the least.    

    

However, there were still some sect deacons that raised doubts.    

    

"This Chu Yan and Yan JunRui were eliminated at almost the same time. Why is his score so much higher than Yan JunRui?"    

    

"Did something go wrong with the array inside the Void Spirit Tablet?"    

    

"The formations of the Void Spirit Tablet are inscribed by the master. There shouldn't be any problems."    

    

"Then at the same time, how do you explain the 9000 points?"    

    

The deacons present fell silent once more.    

    

A moment later, a voice sounded.    

    

"Speed! His speed at killing the phantom is extremely fast. His speed is several times faster than Yan JunRui's!"    

    

As soon as this person spoke, the deacons felt a white light flash through their heads as they were all enlightened.    

    

At the same time, if he killed more illusions, then he would naturally receive even more points.    

    

If it was really like this, then Chu Yan's speed in killing illusions would be much faster than Yan JunRui's.    

    

And the prerequisite for doing all of this was that he was far more powerful than Yan JunRui!    

    

"I don't care what you think." At this time, the deacon who had explained the reason for Chu Yan's visit had already walked out, "Anyway, this Chu Yan, our Non-Phase Sect wants him."    

    

Everyone was stunned as they came back to their senses.    

    

"Why must your Non-Phase Sect take it!" It's only because of this that we, the Seven Ultimate Martial School, want him! "    

    

"Go away, go away, we've been keeping an eye on this Chu Yan since the start!"    

    

"Our Tianhua Sect should be his home!"    

    

"None of you are willing to fight with us!"    

    

...    

    

All of a sudden, these deacons ignored their image and started pushing and pushing each other towards the outside.    

    

To put it bluntly, the Hundred Gates' disciple recruitment ceremony had concluded with their final results.    

    

The strength that Chu Yan had displayed was enough for all the foremen present to start fighting for him.    

    

Over 9000 points, extremely close. This was something that hadn't happened in the Hundred School Reception Ceremony for dozens of years.    

    

No one would be able to surpass this score in the next few decades.    

    

If such a disciple was allowed to go there for nothing, when the deacons returned to the sect, they would probably be scolded to death.    

    

Besides, isn't this kind of record-breaking genius the reason why they travelled thousands of miles to come here?    

    

Seeing the group of people rush out, Song Hua from the Profound Moon Sect had a lifeless look in his eyes, and only felt a bitter taste in his mouth.    

    

Before this, he had also questioned how many points Chu Yan would get, but after seeing more than 9000 points, when he neared his limit, he really didn't have a single temper.    

    

"You, your meridians have been completely shattered, yet you still want to obtain such astonishing results just for the sake of fighting to your heart's content …" Song Hua stood up and shook his head.    

    

Although he admired Chu Yan's strength and perseverance, he still didn't think that Chu Yan, whose meridians had been completely shattered, would have any future.    

    

However, at this moment, an alarmed cry sounded from afar.    

    

"What?" Chu Yan, you said that your meridians have completely recovered? "    

    

Hearing that voice, Song Hua's body froze, as though his entire body had turned into a statue. He turned his neck with great difficulty and looked towards Chu Yan's direction: "Wh, what?"