Seeing Lin Xingyu kill two Flying Dragons in such a life-risking manner, Wei Jingming said with some admiration, "Just from that desperate fighting spirit alone, I'd give him the highest evaluation within my authority. He should be teleported out now."
Seeing that Lin Xingyu was already lying weakly in the grass, Wei Jingming casually pressed a button nearby, and Lin Xingyu was teleported out.
Light flashed. When Lin Xingyu opened his eyes again, he was already back on the metal platform from before.
Wei Jingming stood in front of him, a Sleeping Lotus appearing in his hand. Its petals overlapped in layers, soft and delicate as silk, the white gleaming with luster and the pink flushed with red. Golden stamens dotted the center, brilliant as stars.
At the same time, seven Soul Rings appeared around him—purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black. The fourth Soul Ring lit up, and a silver radiance shone from his hand onto Lin Xingyu. In an instant, Lin Xingyu felt his mind grow calm.
This was Wei Jingming's fourth Soul Skill—Spiritual Pacification—and it was also an important reason why he had come here to serve as an examiner. As a rare Spirit System Soul Master, his status among the War God Temple Reserve was very high.
As soon as Lin Xingyu was teleported out, he raised a hand to hold his forehead, as if he were in great pain. After all, he still had to pay attention to the details and pretend he had lost his memories inside, lest they grow suspicious.
"Relax. You're already out, and there won't be any danger now. Calm your mind and focus your spirit!" As Wei Jingming released his Soul Skill, he softly comforted Lin Xingyu.
Gradually feeling that his act was about right, Lin Xingyu pretended he had