It had to be known that Fang Chen was only sixteen years old. To have such a strong fleshly body at such an age, it was definitely rare.
“This child’s fleshly body is even stronger than Zhu Xin’s.” Xun Tu said in a low voice.
“Not bad, with his powerful physique, it seems not bad for him to be one of the kings.”
“Hahaha, Divine Wind Sword Mansion hasn’t had such a disciple in a long time, no wonder he was able to send Tongyun flying with a single punch.”
Talent Stele and the strength monument were different, the Talent Stele’s examination was more difficult, but in the King’s assessment, as long as one reaches the fifth grid, they could be considered to have passed the examination.
Within the The Eight Kings, a majority of the disciples had reached the fifth grid, and very few had reached the sixth grid. However, only one of the four great heavenly kings had reached the seventh grid, Po Xin.
“Hmph, I bet he can only reach five small slots at most.” Zhu Xin said gloomily.
The four great heavenly kings calmly stood at the side, looking at Fang Chen. From start to finish, they did not speak a single word.
Hiss, hiss, hiss …
At the same time, all of the disciples on the mountainside shouted Fang Chen’s name loudly.