The Vice Principal of the Academy of Arts and the Vice Principal of the Martial House had personally come for a “lower realm human”, and had even personally tested this “lower realm human” to see if it was suitable for cultivating literature or martial arts, and had allowed him to freely choose between literature and martial arts according to his innate talent.

This kind of attention was not a peerless genius, and it was impossible for him to possess it.

Jiang Feng nodded after hearing Wen Zhentang’s words. He bowed to Bai Jiehan and Wen Zhentang and said sincerely, “Director Bai, Palace Master Wu, I, Jiang Feng, am a mere human from the lower realms. I really don’t know how to repay you for your love.”

Jiang Feng listened to the two of you. If you two think I’m suitable for martial arts, then I’ll follow suit. If you think I’m suitable for martial arts, then I’ll practice martial arts.

“But please agree to Jiang Feng’s unkind request. Whether Jiang Feng chose Congwen or martial cultivation in the end, the other of you can accept Jiang Feng as a nominal disciple. It’s not in vain for Jiang Feng to receive such great love from the two seniors.”

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, Bai Jiehan and Wen Zhentang revealed smiles on their faces. The two of them exchanged glances, and each of them could see their admiration for Jiang Feng from each other’s eyes.

The talent of a genius was important, but the quality of a person’s conduct was the decisive factor in determining the upper limit of a genius.

Otherwise, no matter how talented he was, he would still be arrogant, arrogant, and annoying, and such a genius would definitely die young.

In the words of modern humans on Earth, it was good to have a high IQ, but a low EQ wouldn’t be a big deal.

Jiang Feng’s words just now had undoubtedly proved his EQ. The next step was to test Jiang Feng’s IQ.

As a martial cultivator, Wen Zhentang’s personality was much more straightforward.

Wen Zhentang nodded and said, “Alright! If you are suitable for cultivation, I will accept you as an indoor disciple and personally send you to the Upper Dragon Culture Academy.”

Jiang Feng was touched. He bowed deeply to Wen Zhentang.

When Bai Jiehan saw that Wen Zhentang had already expressed his stance, he immediately nodded and replied, “Jiang Feng, if you are suitable for martial cultivation, I am willing to accept you as my personal disciple and take the time to teach you the scriptures of the Wen Dao.”

Jiang Feng bowed to Bai Jiehan once again. At this time, Yan Yunbai, who was standing with Ma Wenchao, used his elbow to touch Ma Wenchao. He whispered, “Old Ma, I’ve only just thought about it now. Jiang Feng’s hand is quite clever.”

“That’s right, very brilliant.”

Marvin nodded.

Jiang Feng lowered his posture so that Dean Bai and Lord Wen’s Manor wouldn’t think that he was a bully. One had to know that the two of them were still a little resentful when they came all the way here.

Jiang Feng’s actions not only resolved the civil and military disputes, but also established two great backing for himself. At the same time, he also maximized his innate potential.

“It’s hard to imagine that a human from the lower realms would be able to do such a brilliant thing in such a short period of time.”

While Ma Wenchao and Yan Yunbai were talking, Bai Jiehan and Wen Zhentang had already taken out the items they had used to test Jiang Feng’s talent.

Bai Jiehan used the Utmost Saint Thread Incense, while Wen Zhentang used the Saint Origin Dragon Ruler.

Both of them were precious items used by the Celestial Realm to test talent.

The Utmost Saint Thread Incense was produced in the Kong Clan of the Wen Sheng Clan. Its fragrance was nine inches thick and five feet nine inches long. It was completely dark red.

After igniting the Utmost Saint Incense, the incense burns white smoke of different heights according to the cultivator’s innate talent.

Bai Jiehan used his Celestial Saint Essence to ignite the Utmost Saint Thread Incense. Then, the Utmost Saint Thread Incense burned up nearly 40 feet of white smoke.

Wen Zhentang smiled when he saw the white smoke in Bai Jiehan’s hand and said, “Director Bai is forty zhang talented. He can be said to be a great person in this world.”

Hearing Bai Jiehan’s words, Wen Zhentang shook his head with a bitter smile. “Lord Wen’s Manor is joking. I’ve been over 10,000 years and haven’t written a single piece of enlightenment yet. I’m truly ashamed to say ‘Everyone in the Modern World’.”

“It’s the same. You cultivators want to write an article about enlightenment, while we cultivators want to create a martial skill. This kind of thing is something that you can’t ask for. Even if you force it, you can’t ask for it.”

As Wen Zhentang said this, he made a “please” gesture to Bai Jiehan. Bai Jiehan smiled and nodded to Wen Zhentang. Then, he walked over to Jiang Feng with the Utmost Sacred Thread Incense.

Jiang Feng respectfully took the Utmost Sacred Thread Incense from Bai Jiehan’s hand. The white smoke that was originally floating 40 feet tall disappeared.

Jiang Feng looked at Bai Jiehan doubtfully. Bai Jiehan smiled and said, “If you are sincere, Xian Xiang will naturally react.”

Jiang Feng nodded and closed his eyes to discard all distractions.

Jiang Feng heard the sound of the roof being shattered. Before he could open his eyes, the gentle Bai Jiehan suddenly shouted excitedly at Wen Zhentang.

“Wen Zhentang, if you dare to snatch Jiang Feng from me, I, Bai Jiehan, will have to fight you even if I risk my life today!

Do you understand? Do you understand? Only then did he lose his temper, his temper piercing through like a rainbow!

Do you understand what this means? Saint grade talent! “Jiang Feng is a Saint grade talent!”

Bang!

Bai Jiehan, who was shouting loudly, was knocked to the ground by Wen Zhentang’s punch. Wen Zhentang widened his eyes and whispered to Bai Jiehan, “You want Jiang Feng to not be able to walk out of this Ten Miles Sword Gorge, right? You clearly knew that someone from the Desolate race was eyeing him, but you still shouted so loudly!”

Hearing Wen Zhentang’s words, Bai Jiehan’s face immediately revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment. After slapping himself, he smiled and got up from the ground. “Right, right, old Wen, you reminded me right.”

After Bai Jiehan finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng was currently looking up at the white smoke of the Utmost Sacred Thread Incense.

This white smoke was like a condensed pillar of light, directly breaking through the roof and sinking into the sky.

Just as Jiang Feng was guessing the height of the pillar of light, Bai Jiehan looked like a cat with its tail stepped on, and his hair stood on end in fear.

Bai Jiehan almost threw himself at Jiang Feng. “My dear, my dear father, my little ancestor, what are you still doing with this fragrance? What if your talent is seen by the Desolate race?”

Hurry, hurry, give it to me, give it to me … ”

Bai Jiehan’s words caused Ma Wenchao and the other cultivators to tug at the corners of their mouths. The 10,000 Saint Origin dollars worth of Supreme Saint Thread Incense turned into a “fragrant fragrance”. If the people of the Kong Clan heard this, they would probably vomit blood from anger.

After Bai Jiehan received the incense in Jiang Feng’s hand, he smiled sweetly at Jiang Feng and subconsciously pulled Jiang Feng’s hand to touch it.

‘”You’re the one who’s so angry that you forgot about him …” “Oh, obedient, I didn’t expect that I, Bai Jiehan, would see a peerless genius who’s so angry that I forgot about him in my lifetime. Then what, Jiang Feng …” You said that you wanted to be my disciple earlier, isn’t that a good thing? ”

Jiang Feng opened his mouth. Before he could reply to Bai Jiehan, Bai Jiehan had already answered for Jiang Feng.

‘”Forget it, of course not. I knew that a genius like Jiang Feng would definitely have a virtuous and lofty character. How could what he said not be true? Right, Jiang Feng.”

Jiang Feng’s black line was enough to say that he was lofty and far-fetched. He actually said that he was virtuous and flowing. Was this a word he could afford?

Jiang Feng’s right hand was held by Bai Jiehan, and he looked at him eagerly.

Normally, Jiang Feng would have kicked him away with a single kick, but now, Jiang Feng could only try his best to restrain himself, and he had to force himself to keep a polite and polite smile on his face.

Jiang Feng forcefully nodded and said, “Dean Bai is right, what I said must be true. As long as Dean Bai doesn’t dislike it, I can offer you a bow at any time.”

“No dislike, no dislike. You’d better pay your respects now. Otherwise, when others find out about your talent in the arts and dao, there will definitely be a lot of people coming to compete with me to become your master.”

When Bai Jiehan finished saying this, he didn’t know if he meant it or not. He subconsciously glanced at Wen Zhentang.

Wen Zhentang was originally a bit jealous of Bai Jiehan for catching such a peerless genius, but now that he saw him like this, Wen Zhentang immediately exploded.

“What do you mean by the surname Bai? We agreed earlier that if Jiang Feng is suitable for Xiuwen, then he will join your Dragon Academy, but the master he wants to worship is me!”

“Worship you as a teacher? You a martial arts, what can teach him?

“Alright, alright. If your heart is unbalanced, I’ll treat you to a drink as compensation. You can choose the wine from the Ten Miles Sword Gorge, right?”

“You old bookworm, I knew you had a lot of ghosts in your hearts.

Jiang Feng had a high talent for the Wen Dao, which didn’t mean that he didn’t have a talent for martial arts, right?

Come come come Jiang Feng, drop a drop of blood on this Saint Origin Dragon Ruler. ”

“Wen Zhentang, don’t do this. So what if Jiang Feng has a talent for martial cultivation? No matter how high his talent for martial cultivation is, will he lose his temper?”

“I warn you, Jiang Feng’s blood is very precious. Don’t hurt our Jiang Feng for your own selfishness.”

Pu …

Jiang Feng almost coughed out a mouthful of blood. These two old men were too weird.

A minute ago, the two of them were still flattering each other, but now, they were just about to face each other with old fists, right?

‘”Our Jiang Feng”, I am throwing away thunder and making trouble for you … ”

‘”Bai, you are a dignified Vice Principal of the Academy of Arts. Do you still want to lose face? Did Jiang Feng say that he would go to the Dragon Academy? Also,’ Our Jiang Feng ‘, you want to spit out the supper I had last night, don’t you?”

Jiang Feng saw that Bai Jiehan and Wen Zhentang were getting more and more excited. They were about to tear their faces apart. He hurriedly called out, “Seniors, don’t be excited. Since I’ve already taken the test of my talent in the Wen Dao, there’s no harm in testing my talent in the Wen Dao. Lord Wen’s Manor, where should I drop my blood?”

“This, this is it.”

Wen Zhentang chuckled and pointed at the dragon’s mouth on the handle of the Saint Origin Dragon Ruler.

Jiang Feng nodded and began to bite his finger. At this moment, Bai Jiehan snorted and said, “The Wen Dao is in high spirits. The Martial Dao doesn’t have this kind of luck. Only then will he lose his temper. No one in the Martial Dao can dream of finding such a genius.”

Just as Bai Jiehan finished speaking, a drop of Jiang Feng’s blood had already dripped onto the Saint Origin Dragon Ruler.

Suddenly, the Saint Origin Dragon Ruler rose to ten feet.

Moreover, the Saint Origin Dragon Ruler seemed to want to continue to rise, but because it had already reached its end, it started to tremble violently.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning circled around the Saint Origin Dragon Ruler, and with a “bang” …