Black Horse Prodigies!
"Black horse prodigies?"
Lin Bai smiled curiously and looked at Feng Wenjun.
Feng Wenjun smiled. "Yes. Black horse prodigies refers to those who have no ranking on the Eastern Continent Records, or whose rankings are relatively low—not because they are weak, but because they have been hiding their strength, waiting to accumulate power before bursting forth and soaring into the heavens!"
"In the past years' disciple-recruitment assessments, one or two black horse prodigies would appear more or less. But this year, I'm afraid there will be a terrifying number of them—more than ten!"
"For example, Lin Bai, you are a black horse prodigy!"
"And Brother A Ning as well."
Feng Wenjun smiled faintly. "In today's battle at the Myriad Kingdoms Domain estate, although you, Lin Bai, are ranked only five hundred and fifth on the Eastern Continent Records, your strength has already entered the top thirty!"
"As for Brother A Ning, although I have never seen you fight, I believe your strength is probably also at the level of the top thirty."
Lin Bai and A Ning exchanged a glance. Both wore faint smiles and remained silent.
When Feng Wenjun saw their expressions, his heart immediately tightened. At that moment, he understood perfectly clearly that these two had probably not yet revealed their true strength!
"Besides the two of you, there are several other outstanding black horse prodigies!"
"For example, the Dragon-Tiger Duel, the Heavenly Crippled Four Brothers, the Old Eccentric, the Giant Beast, and so on."
Feng Wenjun spoke indifferently.
Lin Bai and A Ning had no impression at all of the names Feng Wenjun mentioned. Lin Bai had not found their names on the Eastern Continent Records either.
Feng Wenjun explained calmly, "Brother Lin Bai and Brother A Ning probably haven't heard of these people,