“Last year, I remember there were only about twenty children with cultivation talent, but this year there are over thirty. However, up to now, only one with sixth-grade talent has appeared.” Among the crowd, as more and more children were tested, many people had already started discussing.

Suddenly.

“Leon Johnson, eighth-grade talent. Next, Ryan Johnson.” Robert Johnson’s voice suddenly grew a bit louder.

The crowd watching in the martial arena also fell silent. The members of the Jiang clan all shifted their attention, their gazes turning to the last three children remaining in the center.

These three children were all of Jiang bloodline.

Jiang Village has only been established for four generations, with a population of over ten thousand, but there are fewer than fifty true Jiang-blooded men. Yet the Jiang clan is the undisputed ruler of Jiang Village, relying on their formidable martial strength.

Starting from Henry Johnson’s grandfather’s generation, half of the Jiang men were sixth-grade talent, half were seventh-grade, and only a few were eighth-grade.

This is because the Jiang ancestor, Henry Johnson’s great-grandfather, was an extremely powerful martial grandmaster who once dominated Jiangbei County. Those of the Jiang clan who inherited his bloodline generally have high aptitude.

Of course, correspondingly, the Jiang bloodline’s fertility is weaker than ordinary people’s. Excluding those who died in battle, there are only a few dozen Jiang men still alive today.

Therefore, every new generation Jiang disciple is highly valued within the clan, as each one could represent a future powerful martial artist.

“Sixth Brother, I’ll go try first.” Ryan Johnson smiled and said to Henry Johnson.

“Mm, do your best to reach the top of the altar.” Henry Johnson smiled gently. Ryan Johnson is seventh among their generation, the son of Ninth Uncle, so he calls him Sixth Brother.

Among the direct Jiang bloodline of three generations, peers are ranked by age.

Not far away.

Ryan Johnson was walking forward step by step, sweat appearing on his face, looking quite strained. But in the end, he still managed to step onto the altar steps, though he only made it up four steps.

“Ryan Johnson, seventh-grade talent. Next, Ian Johnson.” Robert Johnson called out, his face showing little joy.

Another girl went up, but she too only barely managed to step onto the altar, taking just two steps—worse than Ryan Johnson, and also only seventh-grade talent.

Two consecutive seventh-grade talents made the always-smiling clan leader Samuel Johnson frown slightly.

If the Jiang clan wants to continue ruling Jiang Village, they must always maintain an absolute advantage over every other branch in the village.

In the past ten years, among the third-generation Jiang disciples like Henry Johnson, of the first five, only the fifth-ranked Hunter Johnson has sixth-grade talent; the rest are all seventh-grade. Compared to the previous generation, their talent has clearly declined, which undoubtedly worries the clan elders.

“Henry Johnson!” Uncle Robert Johnson’s voice rose to its loudest.

All eyes fell on the seemingly ordinary child—Henry Johnson.

The reason is simple: Henry Johnson’s father is the strongest in the village—Jack Johnson, also the first martial grandmaster of the Jiang clan after the first village lord.

With such a powerful father, could Henry Johnson, who inherited his bloodline, be weak?

Inside and outside the main hall, everything fell silent, especially among the more farsighted Jiang clan members, who stared wide-eyed at Henry Johnson. They hoped Henry Johnson would display strong enough talent to revitalize the increasingly diluted Jiang bloodline.

“It has to be sixth-grade.”

“After all, he’s Second Master’s son. The chance of sixth-grade talent is still high.”

Many Jiang clan members discussed.

Mother Vera Quinn gripped her husband Jack Johnson’s hand tightly, her eyes fixed on her son.

“Hopefully my talent and aptitude really have improved.” Henry Johnson thought to himself. Although he felt his talent was pretty good, since he’d never actually been tested, he couldn’t be sure.

“Bang!”

Henry Johnson had already slowly taken his first step forward.

Chapter 10: Astonishing All Around

With a gentle step forward, Henry Johnson immediately felt a heavy pressure rush toward him.

This pressure came from the portrait of the Martial Ancestor, but even more so from the surrounding world energy at the altar. Under the deliberate guidance of the Martial Ancestor’s image, a vast amount of world energy would repel any living being that approached.

Buzz!

Threads of world energy began to gather and merge into Henry Johnson’s body.

Henry Johnson felt the pressure greatly reduced.

The so-called talent grade is the degree of compatibility with world energy. The higher the compatibility, the more recognition from the world energy, and the more energy one can absorb, allowing one to go further.

With every step Henry Johnson took forward, more energy merged into his body, constantly reducing the resistance ahead.

Clan leader Samuel Johnson frowned. If Henry Johnson really had sixth-grade talent, the resistance before the altar should be minimal. Could it be that today, not a single Jiang disciple has sixth-grade talent?

However, Henry Johnson kept moving forward and finally arrived at the base of the altar.

“Just now, all the seventh-grade talents like Seventh Brother only made it to the first to fifth steps. Only that one called Helen Johnson reached the seventh step, which counts as sixth-grade talent.” Henry Johnson thought, “Is it one grade for every five steps?”