"Grade-A Talent!"
Hearing this result, whether it was the five official sect disciples or the twenty-seven Martial Arts School Disciples recommended from the various counties, all revealed shocked expressions, their gazes converging on Chen Mo.
Their eyes were filled with all kinds of emotions—envy, jealousy, unwillingness, and more.
"As expected, Grade-A." Yan Cheng nodded slightly.
He had anticipated this long ago.
Thinking of how even he was no longer a match for Chen Mo, he could not help looking forward to the upcoming practical combat test.
"I am Sun Li, one of the Eight Deacon Elders of the Outer Sect. Chen Mo, you are very impressive!"
Only after repeatedly confirming it had Sun Li given the Jia Middle result. His gaze toward Chen Mo was full of appreciation, and he had even solemnly introduced himself.
With Chen Mo's talent, he likely would not remain in the Outer Sect for long. He might even directly enter the Inner Sect.
A genius disciple like this was destined for extraordinary achievements. Building a good relationship with him in advance could only benefit Sun Li.
He was even more delighted within his heart.
Those bastards had pushed him out to the Western Eight Counties, a region poor in resources and unlikely to produce geniuses, all because they wanted to suppress him.
Now that a genius with Jia Middle talent had appeared, their so-called suppression had become a complete joke.
The more Sun Li thought about it, the more pleasing Chen Mo looked to him. This was his lucky star.
He also recalled Chen Mo's terrifying physical defense when he had examined his bones earlier. The cultivation level of his Body Hardening Cultivation Technique was certainly not low; it had already reached the point where it operated on its own at every moment. As for