A sickly beauty controls an interstellar beast

"It's not easy to advance to a small level in more than 20 days, and it's a step from level 4 to level 5."

Shen Jisong walked over from behind while laughing, followed by Shen Jifan and Shen Qifei.

"Brother Song, come and sit. Come and sit." Shen Jile's eyes lit up, and he quickly moved to the side, made a place, came out and took a picture, and then asked curiously, "Brother Song, do you have any idea about going?"

Shen Jisong came over and sat down next to Shen Jile, and said with a smile, "Hey, I have an idea, but I'm not qualified. I'm just a fifth-level junior spiritual master and a fourth-level junior beast master now. I'm from Hongmeng College. The admissions requirements are still far away.

And even if the minimum conditions are met, there are so many strong people among the participants. Not only is the competition for the eight places in our lower star field election this time fierce, but we also have to take an admissions exam for the upper star field Hongmeng Academy. That is Real geniuses gather together and compete with each other, so I will not get involved in this uncertain matter. It is better to wait for another three years and participate in the next Hongmeng College admissions. "

Shen Qiying nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and quickly followed as if she had found a soulmate, "I can't do it either, I won't participate."

Shen Yinghuan did not force this, and what Shen Jisong said was not unreasonable. Instead of participating as soon as he met the minimum requirements, it would be safer to wait until his strength is higher to participate.

Because according to the previous competition rules, life safety is not guaranteed.

Shen Jisong looked at Shen Yinghuan with his piercing eyes, grinning with white teeth and asked curiously, "Are you going to participate? I heard from Ji Fan that you are already a seventh-level senior spiritual master. You should have met the requirements, right? What level is the beast master at?"

Hearing this, Shen Qifei and Shen Jide who came with him also pricked up their ears.

Shen Yinghuan was stunned for a moment. What level? Do they believe that he is a twelfth-level junior beast master?

The level of a beastmaster is determined by looking at the highest-level spirit beast among the spirit beasts contracted by the beastmaster. Almost all beastmasters follow the rules and contract and cultivate the spirit beasts from their cub stage. It is actually not easy to use this measurement to determine. Mistakes will happen, but the blame is that Shen Yinghuan didn't play her cards according to the rules. She directly contracted an adult spiritual beast, and it was a twelfth-level junior ancient divine beast!

In addition, there is also a spiritual beast named Sanmao, who was also contracted after reaching adulthood. Sanmao is currently a seventh-level junior spiritual beast.

In this way, whether she is applying for a twelfth-level beast master or a seventh-level beast master, she will be qualified.

"What's wrong? Isn't this question difficult to answer?"

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Shen Jisong scratched his head and felt confused.

Shen Yinghuan smiled awkwardly, "It's really hard to answer. My situation is a bit special, but I have indeed met the admission requirements of Hongmeng College. I should participate this time."

After saying that, she turned to look at Long Xinglou next to her and asked, "Do you want to participate? Why haven't I heard you talk about this before?"

Logically speaking, His Highness the Second Prince of Long Xinglou should be the most well-informed, as well as the Fortune Team. Shen Yinghuan was very sure that none of them had told anything about Hongmeng College's enrollment.

Long Xinglou's handsome face stiffened slightly. This year's admissions exam has been advanced.

However, he did not say this out loud. He only bowed his head and admitted his mistake sincerely, "I'm sorry, I forgot. I don't need to participate in the election in the Lower Star Territory. Our Dragonborn clan has a quota, but I can also accompany you to participate in the election. "

Shen Yinghuan glanced at him enviously. A big family still has such benefits.

Then she refused decisively, "You don't have to go with me. If you go, there will be one more person competing with me for the spot."

Long Xinglou quickly expressed his position and hinted wildly, "I will accompany you. I will give up or lose to you in the end. I promise not to compete with you for a spot."

Shen Yinghuan continued to shake her head, "It was a live broadcast. What if I was cheated? Besides, you are also the second prince of the empire. If you do this, it will have a bad impact."

"All right."

In the end, Long Xinglou had to compromise and give up this good opportunity to accompany his wife.

Seeing the two of them talking intimately together, Shen Jisong, Shen Jide and others, who listened with open ears, had different expressions. Generally speaking, they were mostly envious.

Shen Yinghuan's beast master level has actually reached the fifth level. It's really surprising but it feels like it should be the case.

They had been shocked once before when they found out that her spiritual master level was the seventh level. This time, her beast master level had also reached an ascension level. Although they were also shocked, they were not as shocked as before. Maybe he was mentally prepared before, knowing that Shen Yinghuan must be extraordinary.

Shen Jisong even felt that his cousin's level as a beast master was higher than the fifth level, but for some reason she didn't tell him. He was so curious that he was heart-wrenching.

It wasn't until the live broadcast of the election campaign started later and he saw the twelfth-level beast that he suddenly realized that it was his cousin who didn't tell them so as not to scare them!

My cousin is so kind.

Shen Qifei looked in the direction of Shen Yinghuan with jealousy on her face. Compared with others, her focus was on Long Xinglou.

This is the second prince of the empire. He is handsome and powerful. Women with that handsome face are jealous. Why does Shen Yinghuan have to catch up with all the good things? Compared with the second prince, the sweetheart she met in the academy is inferior. More than a little bit, he is not as good looking as His Highness the Second Prince, and he is not as tall as His Highness the Second Prince. Compared with His Highness the Second Prince in terms of strength and family background, that is the difference between an ugly duckling and a white swan.

Suddenly, her love for her sweetheart dropped, and she suddenly didn't like him very much anymore.

Shen Yinghuan, who didn't know that she had messed up Shen Qifei's first love, finished eating the barbecue and pulled Long Xinglou along with her, walking towards the spirit beast competition arena surrounded by her clan members.

After eating and drinking, don't you have to stretch your muscles and communicate with the tribesmen?

As a result, the younger generation of the Shen family once again saw themselves under the control of the big devil, being pushed to the ground and rubbed hard.

The last fight between Shen Yinghuan and Shen Jisong before leaving Xiao Luoxing ended with Shen Yinghuan voluntarily admitting defeat, but this time, Shen Jisong was defeated by Shen Yinghuan in only fifteen minutes. This also made the people of the Shen family really clear. As for Shen Yinghuan's progress in the past few months.

If Shen Jisong's progress is the speed of riding a bicycle, then Shen Yinghuan's progress is the speed of riding a Hot Wheels car.

Shen Jingshan sat in the audience and watched, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life were full of relief, and his eyes looked at him with a trance, as if he was seeing that amazing and talented son through Shen Yinghuan. .

"Brother—" the third elder's warm voice sounded, with a smile on his lips, "Girl Huanhuan has made great progress and is now able to stand alone. It's time to tell her about that, what do you think?"

Shen Jingshan came back to his senses, his face became solemn in the dark night, and a low and hoarse voice sounded, "Yes, it's time to tell her that my good granddaughter is growing up faster than I thought."